Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Villain is Extremely Difficult to Mess With

Chapter 207 Foolish but Powerful Beauty vs. Delicate but Vampiric God of War (43)

Actually, Qin Meng had done some research beforehand, such as asking Tao, who always loved reading romance novels.

But Tao's answers were absurd, each one more exaggerated than the last.

He felt it wasn't quite right for him, so he decided to go with his own ideas.

The simplest and most unadorned things are often the most suitable for him.

"I will treat you well, I will cherish you in the palm of my hand, and I will never let you down."

He thought the most ordinary thing was quite cheesy to He Suining's ears, even a bit greasy.

But she also knew.

Qin Meng said these words seriously and earnestly.

So she had to hold it in.

Can't laugh.

"Will you marry me, He Suining?"

He Suining nodded, and Qin Meng put the iron ring on her finger. It trembled, and he couldn't get it aligned properly for a while. She couldn't help but laugh, and used her other hand to tug at his hair.

He gave her a slightly reproachful look—she was causing trouble.

Finally, the iron ring was aligned.

Surprisingly, the size is quite suitable.

He Suining raised her hand and looked at it.

In the sunlight, the iron ring wasn't actually made of iron, but it looked like one. It was engraved with fine, intricate patterns, which would have been quite exquisite for that era.

Qin Meng reached out and held her hand in the sunlight, their fingers intertwined. "This is a ring my father gave to my mother. He made it by hand. When I mentioned lily of the valley, my mother took it off without hesitation and gave it to me. I used to wear a chain around my neck and show it off everywhere."

"Later..." He still gritted his teeth and hated the past when he talked about it, even though he had taken his revenge. "You know what happened next. I was afraid that someone would steal it, so I hid it in my hairband and rolled it up."

Anyway, everyone has a dirty, worthless headband, so there's no reason for anyone to steal it.

He Suining patted his back tenderly, "It's all in the past. From now on, I'll be your family."

Qin Meng's emotions came quickly and went quickly.

A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes, then he suddenly remembered something and tapped the lily of the valley flower by her ear. "Do you remember the first time we met?"

He Suining's eyes were filled with a strong smile. "I remember it. It left a deep impression on me. There was a very handsome man in the lake, tsk tsk tsk, but he was too thin."

she said as she spoke.

While displaying his usual fierce demeanor, he placed his hand on her muscular chest muscles, stroking downwards until he almost touched places he shouldn't. "But it's different now. I've raised you to be strong all over. Tell me, wouldn't you say I raised you?"

In a sense.

"What?" Qin Meng might have been corrupted by her.

Although his handsome face was a little red, what he said was surprisingly shameless.

With his hands gripping her slender waist, she was about to fall into the lily of the valley flower bushes. "Besides making me call you sister, do you also want to be my mother?"

"..."

puff.

He Suining smiled.

She knew Qin Meng was just trying to annoy her; it was her sharp tongue that made him think of modern fiction, specifically a genre called "stepmother literature."

It’s time to say it or not.

Why does that sound so familiar?

She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and forced him to bend over.

That way she could joke in his ear, "Mom is fine, but stepmother is okay... or you can call me Empress Mother..."

and many more.

He Suining's mind suddenly exploded, like fireworks exploding everywhere.

Her legs went weak.

"Queen mother?"

"Mother--"

"Sister, my nickname is Zhili."

"Woman, my name is Qin Shen."

"He Suining! Suining!" Qin Meng was terrified. He hugged He Suining tightly, whose body suddenly went limp, and the two of them actually fell down into the flower bushes.

Luckily, she had already paid for the flowerbed; otherwise, if the farmer had seen it, he would have felt it had been ruined and would have been furious.

It took He Suining a long time to recover her senses.

She lay in Qin Meng's arms, looking at him with a complicated expression.

It felt like I was seeing him for the first time.

She reached out and gently touched his face, from his full forehead to his nose, and finally to his lips.

Qin Meng frowned and held her small hand. "Sui Sui, don't scare me."

"Qin Meng, I have a question for you."

He looked at her with a puzzled expression, wanting to carry her to the doctor.

But she stopped her.

He watched as her complexion gradually regained its rosy hue and her voice became strong and clear, which made her seem less ill, and he gradually felt relieved.

The two continued sitting among the flowers. "Ask away."

He Suining said with a teasing smile, "You don't have a nickname like [Ink Feather Dragon Lord], do you?"

"Haha."

She nestled in his arms, laughing uncontrollably.

Qin Meng didn't laugh at all; his face showed a hint of embarrassment, as if he realized that the name sounded a bit childish.

"..."

Guess why I'm not laughing.

"You don't really have it, do you?"

Faced with her inquisitive gaze, he could only admit, "When I was little, I played house with my friends. It was the kind of house where we fought and killed each other. That's what I called it."

"..."

Why are you so fixated on this title?

He Suining truly couldn't understand it.

Four small worlds now.

She can understand that your surname is Qin; perhaps she herself has the surname Qin.

But why do you like [Mo Yu Long Zun] so much?

Could it be that he's actually quite immature and fantasizes about becoming a dragon?

For some reason, He Suining suddenly thought of the silly little dragon who had once been with her but had eventually become her enemy. She would curse him for three days and three nights whenever she saw him, and would slap him several times.

The difference is.

That was a real dragon.

No, no.

She quickly shook her head, wondering why she was suddenly thinking of him again.

Qin Meng was completely baffled as to how she knew. "How did you know?"

He Suining lay in his arms, her fingers stroking his chin, "Maybe it's just like your mother said, I was your lover in a past life."

Qin Meng was pleased by this answer.

He leaned down and kissed her. "I think so too."

But then he realized, "Can you forget about this? Don't think about me when I was a child. Just remember me when I grew up."

After all, he didn't want He Suining to know what he looked like as a child wearing open-crotch pants.

The two of them rolled around in the flower bushes, covered in petals and mud.

He Suining is exhausted.

My hands, mouth, and butt are all sore.

Qin Meng was quite happy, but when he returned, his clothes were disheveled, while He Suining was dressed neatly.

He looked like he had been completely ruined.

He Suining was truly amused that he didn't care at all and was even quite proud of himself.

After several months of peaceful passage.

Esta and the royal princess got married.

They were invited to attend.

As always, Madam Qing was beautiful and elegant. She presented her with the latest variety of roses, kissed her cheek, and then went off to chat with others with a smile.

He Suining was drinking juice while chatting with Qin Meng.

Before the wedding started.

Lady Ruola, looking rather unwell, hurried over to He Suining. He Suining could even see the powder on Lady Ruola's face coming off.

“Aunt Ruola.” He Suining looked at the woman standing in front of her with a puzzled expression. “What happened?”

“Esta.” Mrs. Jora looked around warily, her face grim. “She’s gone.”

Qin Meng raised an eyebrow in surprise, and while Lady Ruola wasn't paying attention to him, he winked at He Suining.

She glared at him, telling him to stop being naughty.

He Suining smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Aunt Ruola, I don't know where Esta is either."

The implication is, why are you contacting me if your son is missing?

Mrs. Jora knew perfectly well that He Suining hadn't come looking for her on purpose. She took a folded piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to her, saying, "It's in Esta's room. Take a look."

She reluctantly took it, opened it, and glanced at it.

Qin Meng tilted his head back and took a sip of wine. He didn't lean over to look, but he squinted and scrutinized He Suining's expression.

[I'll linger where I most want to meet you, Star.]

“Sui Ning.” Lady Ruola’s expression was even more embarrassed than He Sui Ning’s. “The wedding hasn’t started yet, I can stall for time. Please help me call Esta back, this is a big deal. If he doesn’t come back, it will be a disgrace to the princess and the royal family.”

The situation is already unstable, and Nora does not want either the Knights or her family to clash with the royal family.

If it weren't for the marriage alliance...

The family, which has been in turmoil recently, all feel that Esta is very unreliable.

Actually, this has nothing to do with He Suining, but she is the only one who can find Esta.

of course.

She could tell Madame Jorra where Esta had gone. But after thinking about it, she felt it was unlikely that Esta would return.

Is he out of his mind?

They joked about the fate of their family.

He Suining hesitated for a few seconds, but considering that Lady Ruola had once saved the original owner of this body, and the two things she hadn't revealed regarding Eden, she decided to help.

“Aunt Ruola, I can go. But I can’t guarantee he’ll come back.” He Suining smiled calmly. “Unless I knock him out.”

"Pfft." Qin Meng choked on the alcohol.

Mrs. Jora gave her a helpless look. "Darling, God bless you. If he refuses to come back, just knock him out. It's better for him to lose face than for the family to lose face. Thank you."

Qin Meng stayed.

He Suining headed to the place where she had met Esta before.

The original owner and he used to love playing here when they were kids.

Sure enough, I saw Esta as soon as I went in.

He had changed into the groom's attire, and he looked radiant in the sunlight. The white fabric was inlaid with gold threads, and the slowly flowing light accentuated his aristocratic air.

I heard a sound behind me.

He didn't turn around until He Suining came to his side.

Esta smiled. "You've come."

“Esta, go back. Your bride is waiting for you, and your family is waiting for you too.” He Suining turned to look at him.

“I know.” Esta seemed to have returned to the time when she was always smiling, gentle and refined, but the mask on her face was deeper than ever before. “I just wanted to talk to you alone here for a few minutes.”

She chose silence.

Esta turned around, looking down at her with lowered eyes. "God knows, I'll never be able to marry the girl I love most. Sui Ning, you must be happier than me, you know?"

"..."

He Suining didn't know what to say, so she remained silent.

Esta didn't mind her silence.

"I carried too much on my shoulders. That night, there was something I wanted to say, but I couldn't."

He Suining looked up at him.

He stood calmly in place, his back to the sun, as if shrouded in a lonely shadow.

Esta raised her hand.

He seemed to want to touch her, but hesitated for a few seconds and then put his hand down.

He turned and left.

He Suining breathed a sigh of relief, watching his retreating figure.

Suddenly I heard him say, "What I wanted to say back then was, come with me, I'm willing to give up everything."

but.

He didn't say.

It's not that I can't, and it's that I dare not.

Because Esta knew that he wanted power and status.

He and He Suining were not actually the same type of people, yet he still fell in love with her.

It's the lingering attachment from the sudden separation when we were children.

It was my interest in her that led me to this later in life.

Esta herself can't tell the difference, or perhaps it's a combination of both.

No matter what.

From today onwards, it is truly impossible for them anymore.

Half an hour later.

Esta and He Suining returned one after the other. Mrs. Ruola hugged her gratefully and then quickly left.

The wedding was not delayed.

Esta stood at one end of the red carpet, maintaining a gentle smile, even his gaze unwavering. It was as if the beloved princess at the other end of the red carpet was the love of his life.

The princess attended the event in full regalia, holding a bouquet of flowers.

Due to the special nature of his status as king, he could not personally escort the princess.

So the princess walked down the red carpet alone.

Through her beautiful veil, she smiled and looked around at everyone before walking toward her future husband.

We arrived at the red carpet.

They exchanged rings, recited their vows, and the audience began to applaud.

He Suining clapped mechanically, and Qin Meng glanced at her with concern. His tone was worried but also a little jealous, "What's with that expression?" He gently tapped her cheek, "If I didn't trust you, I would have thought you were unhappy about Esta's marriage."

She rolled her eyes at Qin Meng and leaned closer to talk to him.

The two people's heads were close together, which looked very affectionate to others.

"I just feel that such a sacred marriage and such grand and tender vows are all fake. I have very complicated feelings."

It wasn't because of Esta, but because it challenged her views on love.

He Suining's idea of ​​marriage.

One married the person she loved, and the other married the person she loved.

Once you put on a ring and make a vow, you are obligated to be faithful to each other.

The princess was unaware.

But Esta didn't like the princess at all, so the marriage could be faked and the vows could be made easily.

What, then, is the real thing?

Qin Meng didn't quite understand; he only knew that He Suining was unhappy.

He reached out and took her hand; his palm was warm.

He Suining turned to look at him, and he smiled at her. "Don't worry about others, He Suining. I will always be loyal to you." He raised his hand, turned it over, and kissed the back of her hand, as if branding it.

She smiled.

"Ah."

He Suining leaned closer.

As the groom kissed the bride, she kissed Qin Meng on the cheek and whispered in his ear, "Me too."