Chapter 11: Brother

Han Yu paused. He frowned slightly and turned his head to look at the dazy girl.

"Brother, wait for me..."

Lin Xiaocha did not have an older brother, but Lin Wu did.

As she said that, her whole body rushed into Han Yu's arms.

Han Yu turned sideways and avoided her.

Lin Xiaocha plunged into the air and fell to the ground.

The fall was so solid that Han Yu frowned slightly.

He looked down at the girl lying on the ground. "Are you... okay?"

She tried to stand up while biting her lip and shaking her head. Her tears fell on the gray stone slab.

Looked so pitiful.

She got up halfway, then covered her face with her hand and whimpered in a low voice, "Brother, do you not want Xiaocha?"

Han Yu had never encountered such things before, and he didn't know what to do. He just stood by quietly...

And watch her cry.

Lin Xiaocha was speechless. Everyone know that crying is also physically exhausting.

Moreover, she was afraid that he would see the flaws in her fall, so she fell flat straight on the ground.

Even her palms were hurting fiercely. It was probably torn.

She felt a little regretful that she had rushed into his arms, but any normal man would at least help her. However, this man avoided her perfectly.

Seeing that he was indifferent, she could only continue to cry. She cried sincerely but still paid attention to her image.

So tired.

Who knows how long she had been crying. Han Yu said indifferently, "You have recognized the wrong person."

Lin Xiaocha put her hands off her face and looked at him with a pair of water-filled apricot eyes in confusion.

Han Yu found a little trace of blood on her face.

He found that her palm was torn.

There are still two scratches on the left palm that have not faded away.

In fact, it was commonplace for people who practice martial arts to tear their skin. But she has such scars on her untrained hands, which always made him felt a bit dazzled.

"Get up." His voice was cold and calm.

"You pull me. I can't get up." After she said, she stretched out her two plain white hands to Han Yu.

Han Yu thought for a while, "If you didn't go too far, maybe you wouldn't fall like this." But he gently held her wrists.

In an instant, his heart trembled slightly.

Her wrists were small and slender, and she couldn't do anything to him at all. It seems that he could break these thin wrists if he was not careful.

So when he pulled her up, he didn't even dare to use force.

As soon as she stood up, she broke free of his hand, turned to the banquet hall and continued walking.

He grabbed her wrist again and asked coldly, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the room." After that, she continued to walk towards the banquet hall.

He sighed and pulled her back.

"Oh." She set her foot to entangle the other foot, leaned back, and fell into his arms.

He stiffened and was about to push her away, but he listened to her muttering while leaning on his chest, "Brother, do you know, I was almost taken by the demons to sacrifice to the heavens. I was so scared at the time."

Han Yu remembered the situation at that time.

She was escorted out of the prisoner wagon by the four foxes. When the foxes began to strip her clothes, she was in a panic—without the calmness and tranquility that she had before. She looked extremely helpless.

Before the demons cut the sacrifice's throats, it was the best time for him to sneak attack.

But in the end, he couldn't help but started the attack when the foxes were taking off her last underwear.

"That person saved me, so I thought I should save him too. He was freezing to death at the time. Why is he still angry when I saved him?"

She looked up at him. Her beautiful eyes were twinkling, and it was misty and enduring her grievances.

It did not seem that she was pretending to be drunk. She can't pretend in this state. It seemed that she was really upset about it, and angry with him.

But Lin Xiaocha found that the other party was still silent as if he hadn't completely dispelled his doubts about what happened that night.

So she closed her eyes, rested on his chest, and stopped mentioning the matter.

"Brother, I'm so sleepy."

Han Yu remembered that she slept against his chest in the same way that night...

The touch seemed to be carved into his bone marrow. He couldn't forget it.

He looked downward at the girl, who was quietly leaning on his chest.

Her eyelashes were not very thick, but they were very long and distinct, with some drops of water on them.

In the end, Han Yu didn't push her away and let her leaned on him.

The feeling on his chest was solid, reminding Lin Xiaocha of the surprise when she took off his clothes in the burial ground.

Unexpectedly, there is such a hormone-stirring figure hidden under such a fairy-like face.

Not exaggerated muscles, but the thin lines with everything just right.

He was indeed a stunner in this world.

It's no wonder that the original heroine was abused like that, and she wanted to have a HE with him.

[T/N: HE = Happy Ending]

She might be a beauty-loving dog with a masochistic tendency.

Lin Xiaocha is different. In her eyes, the male protagonist is simply a walking bank, a dazzling gold mine.

He is a big project of 100 million yuan.

Whether his heart is black or white, she found him pleasing to the eyes.

"Go back to the room and sleep." His cold voice became a little deeper.

Lin Xiaocha half-opened her eyes and nodded obediently.

Nodding was not important, but she was sticking to his chest. This nod was equivalent to rubbing his chest.

His chest felt numb from the rubbing.

Just as he was about to move her away, she left his chest by herself.

"Brother, you take me home." Said the beautiful girl under the moonlight, with a little cuteness and weakness in her eyes.

He was afraid that she would run to the banquet hall again. He grabbed her slender wrist again and walked toward the guest room with her.

When they approached the door of her room, he thought that if Feng Ziying didn't give up, it would be dangerous to leave her alone in the room tonight.

He turned around and took her back to his room.

As soon as she entered the room, she went around the spacious room a few times, found Han Yu's bed, and sat on it.

"Brother, I'm going to bed."

Han Yu did not mean to put her on his bed, but now it's not easy to pull her down.

He poured a cup of tea and handed it over, trying to sober her up.

The girl took the teacup and drank it, then handed it over the empty cup, "Brother, I still want to drink."

He poured her another cup without saying a word.

"I still want to drink."

...

"I want to drink more."

...

"I..."

"Enough."

He finally couldn't help it.

Everything is so uncontrollable. He wondered if being drunk is like this.

"Oh~" She obediently hugged the empty teacup to her chest.

For the first time, Han Yu felt helpless. With a wave of his hand, he cast a sleeping spell.

Lin Xiaocha dropped her head and fell on the bed.

Han Yu only breathed a sigh of relief.

Holding the top-grade wound medicine given by the pharmacist on the table, he sat on the edge of the bed, pulled her hand out, and sprinkled the medicine powder on the broken skin on her palm.

He saw the two wounds on the palm of her hand. Was it cut in the burial ground?

...

The injury on his back healed faster than he expected.

This time he descended Tianyu Mountain to destroy the Demon King Egg.

Because once the Demon King Egg hatches, the old and new Demon Kings could join forces, which would be difficult to control.

But now the sacrifice is destroyed, the Demon King's egg withered, and the Demon King was severely injured because of him. The Demon Race will not be able to make waves for at least another ten years.

He has no reason to stay in Dongling City.

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However, those refugees were really unbearable.

Although the girl in his room exchanged her life for Feng Ziying's promise to give the refugees food for a hundred days, he always felt that Feng Ziying would not honor it.

At this time, the sky light up.

The two city guards chatted while walking.

——I heard that at the banquet last night, General Zuo and Master Wei quarreled again about the porridge.

——When General Zuo ever beat Master Wei in a quarrel? Let's just forget about the porridge. Soon we have to repair the Vermillion Terrace, and we have to arrest a lot of people to get laborers, so let's worry about our relatives.

——That's what I want to tell you, the City Lord asked the refugees to repair the Vermillion Terrace. We no longer have to worry about catching people to become laborers. Do you think it has the best of both worlds?

——What! ! This is really the way! Why didn't we think of it before?

——We think farts! Even if you think about it, who can tell the City Lord about it?

——Yes, the City Lord hates the refugees and does not care whether we, the people, live or die. Why did it suddenly change this time?

——Hush! You can keep your voice down. (With lower voice) I heard that it has something to do with the girl who volunteered to be the sacrifice.

——She again?

——Is that right?

——I heard that she looks better than Tao Ji. People say that beauty is a disaster. I think this girl is different. She is a thousand times better than that Tao Ji.

——Yes, she can come out of the burial ground alive. I think the Vermillion Bird protected her.

Vermillion Bird protection?

Hearing this, Han Yu slowly opened his eyes.

When people are in distress, they always give hope to the gods in order to soothe their worries.

And Zhu Yun Country has a saying: When the Vermillion Bird appeared, the Zhu Yun Country was born.

The Vermillion Bird is the God.

The god worshipped by Zhu Yun Country. From the imperial family to the refugees, everyone worshipped the Vermillion Bird.

Little did they know that the Vermillion Bird was not as gentle and kind as they thought.

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He looked at the girl who was sleeping quietly on the bed. Her sleeping posture was unrestrained.

He leaned on the chaise longue and closed his eyes.

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Lin Xiaocha woke up naturally, just how she usually woke up in the morning, but her eyes instinctively widened.

She never drink until she got drunk. She instinctively fears the feeling of being out of control, but she didn't expect him to make her faint at once.

She was still well dressed, and the aloof man was lying on his side in the chaise longue and sleeping with his head on his hands.

The sunlight in Dongling City was cold. When it shone on him, he looked like an ice sculpture.

Although she was not gorgeous, she was beautiful and gentle. She was also considered a rare beauty in the world.

She had done so much last night, and he was still unmoved.

He also didn't react when the two people were sticking together so affectionately before.

If it weren't for those descriptions in the novel about things unsuitable for children that he and the original heroine did, Lin Xiaocha would have doubted him.

This male lead is quite determined.

Thinking of how hard she was acting last night, Lin Xiaocha couldn't help but confirm the progress with the system.

The system answer: 0%

Lin Xiaocha: ...

At this moment, she found that the man on the chaise longue had woken up and opened his light-colored eyes.