Chapter 1945: Chapter 474: The Price of the Spell – Growing Old Slowly
Zhang Huasheng remarked that his teeth hurt.
A lifelong bachelor, listening to a pair of lovers exchanging sweet, sickeningly sweet words, feeling both sentimental and helpless, with teeth aching.
He really was old now. Reflecting on when he was young... cough cough, the medicine is ready.
Zhang Huasheng sifted out the dregs, holding a bowl of the dark, brewed medicine and walked over, "I’m not trying to interrupt; it’s just time to take your medicine...."
Yun Ya’s cheeks reddened slightly, feeling bashful upon realizing, burying her head in Yan Song’s embrace.
Yan Song calmly took the bowl from Zhang Huasheng, "Let me do it."
Yan Song tested the temperature and whispered in Yun Ya’s ear: "Be good, drink your medicine."
Zhang Huasheng pursed his lips, rubbing his hands inside his sleeves, and drifted away.
Yun Ya lifted her head from his embrace, sipping from the spoon in his hand, her eyes never leaving his face.
Only now did she have the time to properly look at him.
He seemed even more handsome, and more inscrutably cold.
Yun Ya smiled and brushed her hand over his brows, "Brother Yan, I’m not dreaming, am I?"
She kept emphasizing whether she was dreaming, because she was too afraid that all of this was fake, too plagued by gains and losses.
Yan Song’s eyes flickered, he raised his hand to rub her hair top and smiled: "Not a dream."
Yun Ya pinched his arm’s muscle, Yan Song didn’t even furrow his brow, Yun Ya pouted: "Seems it’s fake, you didn’t even cry out from pain."
Yan Song: "...!"
Even if it hurts, he couldn’t admit it, otherwise he would lose face in front of his wife...
Yun Ya sobbed: "Seems it’s a dream." Then she turned over to sleep again.
Yan Song amusedly curled his lips, placing the empty medicine bowl on the bedside table, raising his hand to twist Yun Ya’s exposed arm, her delicate brows knitting tightly: "It hurts...."
"Hurts, doesn’t it."
Yun Ya was stunned, suddenly throwing herself into his arms with unexpected force, Yan Song leaned back slightly but held her steady.
Yun Ya was hanging on him like a koala, wrapping her arms around his neck, smiling: "Will you pinch me again?"
Yan Song pinched her thigh lightly, like tickling, afraid of applying too much force and hurting her, unexpectedly Yun Ya shouted in his ear: "Use more force, did you not eat enough?"
Yan Song...
"Ah, it hurts, really hurts. It’s not a dream, not something I imagined. Brother Yan, you’re really here." Yun Ya cried with joy, tightly embracing him.
Yan Song curled his lips, a gentle smile spreading in his eyes.
Yun Ya lifted her head from his arms, cupping his face to look closely, "But how are you here? How did you get in?"
Yan Song looked deeply at her, his lips moving slightly, "It’s a long story, I don’t know where to start."
Yun Ya beamed with joy, "Then take your time, I am patient."
With him around, even Hell meant nothing. Her heart was filled with warmth.
Yan Song looked at her, his heart softened, just for her reliant gaze, risking everything was nothing.
The story was long, Yan Song relayed it in the most concise words, Yun Ya was already clever, understanding the truth from his brief explanation, quickly digesting it, she clutched his sleeve excitedly: "Turns out there really are immortals, I always thought the dramas were bluffing, then in that case, Brother Yan, you’re invincible?"
The girl’s clear eyes were full of worship and excitement.
Yan Song smiled, "Not immortals, ancient divine powers." He briefly explained his grandmother’s identity, Yun Ya suddenly understood: "So that’s it, I suspected before that she was connected with my grandmother, later my guess was confirmed, turns out grandma had such an identity, unbelievable, and Mingyue, she’s actually the Helian Family Head, no wonder she’s so powerful."
Helian Family, Yun Ya had heard of them, turns out those legendary figures had always been around her.
"Was it you by my side recently?" Yun Ya suddenly asked.
She always felt something was wrong, turns out Brother Yan had really been beside her all along.
Yan Song nodded with a smile.
"I’ll take you away, don’t worry about Queen’s issues, I have my methods, but you can’t stay here any longer."
Yun Ya gently shook her head, "I can’t leave."
"Yun Ya." Yan Song emphasized, "Listen."
Yun Ya tugged at his clothes, half pouting, "I don’t want to go, even if I leave, where can I escape to, she’ll find me sooner or later, for now, I’m still worth something, she won’t harm me."