Transmigrated Into A Novel As A Scumbag Princess’ Consort - Chapter 55

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Wait, they’d only known each other for so long—how could it be possible?

Yun Chi steadied her heart, her breathing unconsciously slowing: “Is it out of gratitude, or do you really have… those kinds of feelings for me?”

The late autumn night was already quite cold, the wind in the wilderness biting.

Ye Xuejin’s heartbeat slowed too, as if struck by something unbelievable, her gaze growing deep.

Could she have overthought it? Did the Consort never intend to stay by her side?

But the Consort had treated her so sincerely, helped her so much, and even promised never to abandon her.

How could she have overthought it?

In a daze, Ye Xuejin felt a heavy hammer strike her heart, shattering it into pieces, floating aimlessly, nowhere to settle.

Unconsciously, she curled her fingers, withdrawing her hand from Yun Chi’s face: “What does the Consort think I am… feeling?”

Her voice was dry, her tone slow, like a clear spring blocked, bewildered and lost.

Yun Chi’s mind went blank, completely thrown off.

No way, no way!

She swallowed nervously, her tone probing: “Did you misunderstand my meaning, and out of gratitude, you thought that way?”

In other words, she didn’t want that, and she thought Ye Xuejin didn’t either—just gratitude, right?

Most importantly, the life she longed for was never within palace walls.

“Is that so? So it was me that overthought everything.” Ye Xuejin looked at her, replying quickly.

So, she had indeed overthought.

Her divine being was willing to favor her but not to stay…

Yun Chi’s expression relaxed slightly. It was just gratitude, but her heart felt an indescribable complexity.

“I only want you to live well. I don’t have other thoughts. As for those two conditions…”

“Consort, I don’t want to hear it now.”

Yun Chi’s words were cut off as Ye Xuejin covered her mouth.

Ye Xuejin stared at her, waiting until she fell silent before withdrawing her hand, saying nothing more, lowering her head and curling up.

Yun Chi froze, suddenly feeling a pang of panic.

But thinking of the future gold she would accumulate, she couldn’t help but confirm: “Ye Xuejin, you promised…”

Her words were interrupted again.

“Consort, since I promised you, I won’t go back on my word. We’ll talk later.”

Yun Chi fell silent. Fine, later it is.

It wouldn’t be long—after tonight, only four days remained.

She hoped nothing would go wrong, and the female lead’s plot wouldn’t collapse.

The night deepened, the cold wind blowing, making people shiver.

Even under the quilt, there wasn’t much warmth.

Yun Chi instinctively reached out, then pulled back.

Since when did holding hands and embracing become habits?

At this moment, those habits felt inappropriate, awkward.

The next day, as dawn broke, the group woke up one after another.

Yu Lu took charge, having everyone neatly stack the quilts together. As they vanished into thin air, the group was no longer shocked, almost accustomed to it.

Her Highness, the Princess, could communicate with immortals, blessed by their protection, and they benefited too.

Subtly, some conclusions had become accepted truths in their hearts.

“Your Highness, shall we set off directly?” Yu Lu asked Ye Xuejin after the quilts disappeared, his face showing anticipation.

The dry rations from Caozhou City were gone. Would the immortal grant breakfast?

Following Yu Lu’s words, everyone looked eagerly at Ye Xuejin, sharing the same hope.

The immortal’s food was delicious, like living a divine life with every bite.

Yun Chi, hearing this, was about to check her storage space for food when Ye Xuejin suddenly stood up, striding forward.

“Set off at once.”

Four emotionless words, laced with a chilling authority.