Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 280

Nalan Jingwen cupped his face in her hands, and Nalan Yin subconsciously rubbed his cheek against her palm, his eyes bright and very obedient. The soft and delicate touch softened Nalan Jingwen's expression, and she asked the question she had been thinking about for a long time.

"If I granted you eternal life, would you be willing?"

Nalan Yin didn't ask why she asked that, but tilted her head and asked seriously, "Is Sister coming with Yin'er too?"

"Yes."

“Then Yin’er is willing.”

Nalan Jingwen pinched his slightly chubby cheek and laughed, "If I don't come with you, you won't want to?"

“There are many people in this world who are seeking immortality.”

It's not just ordinary people; many high-ranking officials also desire immortality. Some even spend enormous amounts of manpower and resources searching for ways to achieve it, almost to the point of obsession. They are unwilling to relinquish their power. Death is the end of everything, and what they have pursued throughout their lives will easily fall into the hands of others after death. They are unwilling to accept this, which is why they spare no effort in seeking immortality.

Nalan Yin grasped her hand, and the wide sleeve slid down to reveal a section of her fair wrist. The previous scar had faded considerably and was almost invisible.

Her long, dark eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with the image of Nalan Jingwen, so focused.

“Life is too hard, but if my sister is here, I will want to live longer.”

He disliked this world, but if Nalan Jingwen were alive, he would want to live longer, much longer.

He cherished every moment he spent with her.

Nalan Jingwen could see the seriousness in his eyes. Recalling these days, it seemed that the gloomy and sickly boy from before had not appeared for a long time. During the time Nalan Yin had been following her, she would often see him with a soft and obedient smile. Sometimes he would play some tricks, and when he succeeded, he would show a sly smile. He followed her closely every day. When she was doing things, he would wait obediently on the side. When she was free, he would stick to her, pester her for hugs and kisses.

Nalan Yin was very bold. He would say what he wanted directly and never beat around the bush. His favorite thing to do every day was to snuggle in her arms and find a comfortable position to lean against her, like a kitten, and want to be petted.

Nalan Jingwen often laughed at him, saying that he hadn't changed his old habits.

She used to force him to change these habits, saying he had no proper posture, always leaning like he had no bones. But now, he's by her side, so he can do whatever he wants. She'll spoil him no matter what. He's suffered so much before, so what's wrong with being a little more carefree now?

Nalan Yin would only hum softly each time, without saying a word, clinging to her tightly.

Snow began to fall outside the window again sometime earlier, drifting down slowly like goose down, making a soft sound. The candlelight crackled and popped, the two complementing each other, gradually bringing peace and tranquility to my heart.

Nalan Jingwen picked up the person and walked towards the bed. "It's getting late, we should rest."

Nalan Yin hooked her arm around her neck, her eyes sparkling.

"Sister, aren't you going to read the letter sent from the Prince's residence?"

Nalan Jingwen kept his eyes straight ahead, his expression calm.

"If you want me to see it, then I will take a look."

As she spoke, she paused, about to turn around.

Nalan Yin quickly hugged the person tightly, leaned forward and gently bit and licked her lips like a kitten, "Sister knows that's not what Yin'er meant."

He didn't want Nalan Jingwen to be distracted by anything else. If possible, he hoped that her attention would always be on him and never leave him for a moment.

A cat that says one thing but means another will be punished.

……

In fact, the letter sent from the Prince's Mansion contained Rong Hengyu's account of the changes that had taken place there recently. Liu Qishan, having nothing to do, set up a medical stall outside the Prince's Mansion, offering free medical treatment. Jinse helped him, and the two had a good relationship.

Nalan Jing felt relieved. Staying in the Prince's mansion all the time would inevitably be boring. It was good that they had their own things to do. However, her own affairs were not yet over. Once everything settled down, she would help Liu Qishan open a clinic. Since he liked it, she would support him.

Jinse was too quiet and timid, but with Liu Qishan by her side, she felt at ease.

Pei Yunche was taken to the military camp by General Pei. It was unclear what mistake he had made. Rong Hengyu did not mention it in his letter, only mentioning it briefly.

After that, he reassured her that everything was fine in the manor and did not mention her at all.

Nalan Jingwen casually placed the letter next to the candle flame, and the flame gradually burned the letter to ashes. As the firelight flickered, his expression darkened.

The situation in the other three cities was actually handled very quickly because important evidence was found in Li Wei's possession. It turned out that they had colluded with each other to embezzle and profit, and even if they had received advance notice, it would have been too late to destroy the evidence.

The remaining disaster relief work was handed over to Pei Yundai. It took her nearly three months to resolve all these matters, and she finally had time to rest for a couple of days before setting off to return to the capital. However, Pei Yundai estimated that it would take some more time before she could go back.

Before you know it, more than half a year has passed.

That evening, she had just returned from a stroll in the streets with Nalan Yin when her subordinate rushed in to report. She took off her cloak and draped it over Nalan Yin, her movements unhurried and her expression normal. "Such haste, what kind of behavior is this?"

"I acknowledge my guilt."

Ignoring the presence of others, Nalan Yin tiptoed and kissed Nalan Jingwen on the cheek. The latter glanced at him indifferently, as if as a warning, but Nalan Yin pretended not to see it and smiled with his eyes crinkling.

Nalan Jingwen patted his head like petting a cat, and Nalan Yin showed a satisfied expression.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The kneeling servant didn't dare to raise his head and said, "There is a group of people rushing towards this place from outside the city. It's too dark to see them clearly. Please make a decision, Your Highness."

Nalan Jingwen frowned. "How many people are on the other side?"

"About a hundred people."

She pondered for a moment, then quickly said to Nalan Yin, "You go back to your room and rest. I'll be right back."

Nalan Yin wasn't that unreasonable; he simply asked her for another kiss before obediently returning to his room.

Upon hearing that the person had left, Nalan Jing rode her horse and galloped towards the city gates. When she reached the city walls, she unexpectedly saw a familiar figure. She glanced at it casually and then climbed onto the city wall.

The moment Jingchi saw Nalan Jingwen, his eyes lit up, but when he saw that she ignored him, the light in his eyes dimmed again. He gripped his sword tightly at his side and remained silent.

These days, Nalan Jingwen hasn't called him to her side, and hasn't even said much when she sees him, as if...

It was as if everything that night was just a dream.

He didn't understand why.

He could only stand behind her, watching Nalan Yin cling to her all day long, yet intentionally or unintentionally revealing a provocative expression to him when she couldn't see him.

He wasn't angry, nor was he jealous.

I'm just envious.