Qi Xiuying - Another Transmigrate's Story 50 Chapter 47

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In Jun w.a.n.g's study room, Xianyao is currently reading the reports from his spies in other neighboring kingdoms when he suddenly stop sensing that One is back.

"Report."

"The two women are indeed from Vice General's residence, one is the first maidservant of Qi Chen's only daughter named Xue and the other one is his daughter herself Qi Xiuying who recently woke up from coma. Her fiance Long Guanting grandson of Left Prime Minister Long hired a.s.sa.s.sins to kill her one year ago but failed, currently no one in Qi Fu knows that she recovered..."

"Go back and protect her." Xianyao interrupted One's report, he didn't care seeing the flabbergasted One when he said to protect Qi Ming's sister.

"Yes master."

After One disappeared he tried to concentrate on reading the reports but stop after recalling the woman's light pink lips that always held a gentle smile when looking at her companions, her eyes that seems to hold secrets that he wants to unfold. He wants her to be naked in front of him, no pretenses. He wants to know all her secrets and he can't believe that he is reacting this way to a woman who a year ago seem insignificant to him. He remembered seeing her when she was in a coma, her pale beautiful face that time didn't provoke his protectiveness but today seeing her eyes... hearing her voice... he is starting to feel that a cage is starting to build around him specifically around his heart and he is not comfortable with it thus he decided to have One observe the lady.

One reported what the woman is up to on daily basis. He heard that she seems to like staying either inside her courtyard's kitchen or receiving area when she is attending lessons. Even Qi Ming and the old man keep on sharing things about the beloved di daughter of Qi Chen. His friend told him how his sister came up with business strategies or the desserts she made that have weird names, cheesecake, macarons, egg and custard jellies aside from the tea she brews with flowers like lavender, lotus, chrysanthemum, b.u.t.terfly pea and the recent one mullein which helped the old man recovered from his breathing problems.

Each time he hears the report from One he wants to visit her personally and observe more. Xianyao didn't notice the black lines that appears on his forehead every time he sees the amazement in One's eyes as the shadow guards report.

After a month of hearing the reports he decided to see everything himself. When he arrived near the woman's courtyard it was already nightime. He silently approach behind the maid who is guarding outside the bedchamber and hit certain acupuncture points to have the maid fall asleep.

He went inside the bedchamber and sees the woman sleeping. This past month he was distracted that he can't finish the tasks given by his brother and easily getting distracted while reading the reports. This woman is a hindrance in executing his plans.

'Should I kill her to stop the distraction building up? However doing so will anger the old man and Qi Ming...'

He was about to leave as he is undecided what to do to her when she heard her mumbling words to not leave her behind and she'll be a good girl.

Feeling stressed on how to make the woman to stop having nightmares he started to roughly pat the top of her head. Eventually the woman stops mumbling but still have a pained expression on her lovely face. Thinking that maybe he pats her head too hard he started to try his best to gentle, he didn't notice that as Xiuying's face relax his lips started to have a gentle smile and his eyes revealed a glint of satisfaction in making the woman sleep well.

After few hours he decided to leave reluctantly, he is satisfied in staying beside the girl but he needs to go or her reputation will be tainted. He fixed the duvet to cover her body only to show her head before gently run his fingertips on her left cheek.

'Since you are distracting me you better distract me for the rest of our lives...'