Chapter 201 They're already on our side (1/2)

Yan Yu withdrew his hand, and the jade pendant, now restored to its original appearance, looked exceptionally small in his large palm.

Without even glancing at the unconscious, mushy mess on the ground, he handed the jade pendant back to Ruan Tang.

His rough fingertips, whether intentionally or unintentionally, gently scraped her soft, warm palm.

Ruan Tang's palms tingled, and she subconsciously curled her fingertips. The heat on her face hadn't subsided yet, and his action made her heart tingle.

She gripped the jade pendant tightly, looked up at him, and smiled with her almond-shaped eyes, her two dimples seemingly filled with honey.

Yan Yu then turned his gaze back to the person on the ground, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

Too lazy to bother with anything else, he simply bent down, grabbed An Sanchuan by the collar with one hand, and effortlessly lifted him off the ground.

His tall figure walked straight to the empty study on the west side.

With a creak, the door was hooked open by his toe.

He took out a set of old bedding from his spatial storage. It was the same set that Yu Hao and the others had used before, and it was still relatively clean.

He quickly laid out the soft couch against the wall and casually tossed An Sanchuan onto it.

Finally, they pulled the blanket over him, covering his head completely.

After doing all this, Yan Yu clapped his hands, turned around and left the west room, closing the door behind him.

The whole process was clean and efficient, without a single wasted word.

Ruan Tang had been leaning against the door watching. When she saw him come back, she immediately went to greet him, her small hand naturally taking his strong forearm and hanging on him.

[Squeak! Little master, that stinky two-legged creature has finally been thrown away! The mouse's nose is saved!]

Little Bai poked its head out from Ruan Tang's arms, exaggeratedly fanning its nose with its two shiny mithril paws, looking relieved to have survived a disaster.

Yan Yu glanced at it, ignored it, and directly put his arm around Ruan Tang's waist, leading her back to the warm kang (heated brick bed).

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The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

An Sanchuan woke up with a splitting headache.

He opened his eyes and was met with unfamiliar rooftops and beams, and he was completely immersed in a surreal, disorienting state.

Everything that happened last night—the terrifying pressure of the Heavenly Oath, the golden pillar of light that pierced through heaven and earth, and the burning sensation between his brows—was so clear that he couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality.

He struggled to sit up, covered with an old quilt that smelled faintly of soap.

The body is empty inside, the meridians are withered, and the qi and blood are in a terrible state.

But the chilling aura belonging to the forbidden techniques of the Abe family, which lingered deep within his soul, actually dissipated by more than half.

He leaned against the wall and walked unsteadily out of the west room.

As soon as he stepped outside, the scene beside the octagonal table in the main room made him stop in his tracks.

The morning light streamed through the window, casting a soft glow on the couple.

Ruan Tang was sipping her porridge, her cheeks flushed pink from the steam.

Yan Yu sat next to her, his slender fingers slowly peeling an egg. After peeling it, he placed it naturally into the small dish in front of Ruan Tang.

An Sanchuan's breath caught in his throat for a moment.

He saw on the stool on the other side of the table that the pure white mouse was holding a small fried dough stick specially made for it, its cheeks bulging as it ate.

That's not all.

When his gaze shifted again, his pupils suddenly contracted.

There was a half-grown tiger lying at the doorway of the east bedroom!

Its fur is glossy and smooth, with an orange base and black stripes, and the "king" character on its forehead looks majestic.

At this moment, those golden beast eyes lazily lifted, glanced at him indifferently, and were full of undisguised contempt.