Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 185 Canglan Ferry (55)

Jing Chen was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why?"

His words were tinged with obvious resentment. Yan Zhen said helplessly, "Not mixing personal feelings into work is my principle."

"But you like me too, don't you?"

Yan Zhen frowned: "Why do you think that?"

“You don’t reject my approach, and you’re comfortable with me,” Jing Chen said. “You don’t even resist sleeping with me.”

Yan Zhen was taken aback, then smiled.

“From a purely romantic standpoint, you are indeed a good romantic partner,” Yan Zhen said without any hesitation. “I have had many romantic experiences, and finding someone like you who is ‘not bad’ is not difficult for me.”

Since there are many other options available, there's no need to break your principles and risk losing your job to be with him.

Jing Chen: "..."

“I was in the wrong in this matter. You can make a request that is within my capabilities,” Yan Zhen said. “I will do my best to express my apology.”

Jing Chen was clearly angered by her and said defiantly, "Within your power—fine, I want to stay in this world with you until I die, like any ordinary couple, have sex, have children, and raise them together until we die of old age! Is that within your power?"

Yan Zhen seemed surprised that he would make such a request. After a brief moment of stunned silence, she agreed.

"Okay, but we have to agree on three rules. After we leave this world, you and I will only have a superior-subordinate relationship. Don't try to change my mind and stay with you forever by being nice to me. Otherwise, you'll only be the one who creates trouble for yourself."

Jing Chen: "..."

He stared intently at Yan Zhen, and at that moment he realized that no matter whether he stayed by her side for ten or fifty years, he could not change her mind.

She was too clear-headed.

She is keenly aware of what she wants, and she knows clearly what she should and shouldn't do. No one can make her lower her standards or break her principles.

Jingchen felt both distressed and unwilling.

She felt hurt that she didn't love her at all, and she was unwilling to accept that she was no different from anyone else in her eyes.

"Is there no way to turn back?" Jing Chen looked at her, his tone unconsciously carrying a hint of pleading. "If you're wary of my identity, I can resign from my position as the main god and stay in the Quick Transmigration Division as a family member to wait for you, I..."

"I don't like to be concerned, whether it's about being concerned about others or being concerned about by others," Yan Zhen said. "For me, emotions are a seasoning, so they are destined not to become the main course and occupy my three meals a day."

I do have reservations about your identity, but that's not the main reason. Ultimately, Jingchen, you and I are not the same kind of people. When you love someone, you love them wholeheartedly, want to be with them forever, and are willing to give everything for them, including your life.

My interest in a man rarely lasts more than ten years, and in relationships, I always love myself the most. No one can surpass me, make me infatuated and lose myself, which means that being with me won't be an equal partnership.

At this point, Yan Zhen stood up and looked at him, his eyes gentle and calm: "I can agree to the conditions you proposed, but I advise you to think twice. You were only twenty-one years old when you fell asleep, so you probably have no experience in love. I know myself well and I am not a responsible person in relationships. A person's first experience of love will lay the foundation for their future views on relationships. Your first love should not be wasted on someone as terrible as me."

After saying these words, Yan Zhen turned and left the room.

She has said what she needed to say. As for whether to cut her losses in time or decisively end this fruitless relationship, the decision is in Jingchen's hands.

Whatever choice he makes, she will do her best to cooperate.

-

After talking with Jing Chen, he didn't give an answer immediately, but instead became indifferent to Yan Zhen.

He stopped clinging to her all day and stopped doing those pleasing things that would bother her. Although they still lived in the same bamboo garden, their suddenly cooled relationship made them look like strangers.

After half a month of recuperation, the optic nerve has recovered to its normal value.

Yan Zhen was initially waiting for him to give a clear answer, but seeing that he wasn't in a hurry, she simply stopped hoping for a result and went about her daily life as usual.

But just as she had given up on getting an answer, Jing Chen suddenly caught her and everyone in the Duke's mansion off guard—

When war broke out on the border of Dasheng, Jingchen, a civil official working in the Ministry of Justice, volunteered to lead troops to the front lines.

The Emperor granted his request, praising Jingchen, as a descendant of the Pei family, for having the demeanor of the old Duke Dingguo who had helped Emperor Taizu conquer the country.

When the imperial edict arrived at the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, some were happy and some were worried. Yan Zhen, however, sensed something from Jing Chen's actions.

That evening, after Jing Chen finished her shift and returned to the Bamboo Garden, Yan Zhen asked her, "Have you thought it through?"

After completing the mission in place of the deceased, one needs a reason to leave this world, and Jing Chen clearly wants to leave under the pretext of dying on the battlefield.

"Ah."

Yan Zhen did not stop him.

It seems he has already made his choice.

Before they knew it, the day of departure arrived.

Yan Zhen and the people from the Duke's mansion escorted Jing Chen to the outskirts of the city.

Battle flags fluttered in the wind, and the marching troops stretched as far as the eye could see.

Outside the city, families crowded to see them off, and everywhere there were cries of reluctance and heartfelt words of advice.

Dressed in silver armor and riding a tall horse, Jing Chen faced the Duke's family who came to see him off, his expression calm to the point of being indifferent.

As the drums signaled departure, he glanced at the crowd, his gaze landing on Yan Zhen. He gave a slight nod as a farewell, then pulled on the reins, turned his horse around, and rode away.

Yan Zhen watched his retreating figure, her heart remaining calm and undisturbed.

The next time they meet, they will be the boss and subordinate of the Quick Transmigration Division.

Jingchen's choice is good for both parties.

Watching Jing Chen's figure slowly disappear into the departing procession, Yan Zhen turned around and prepared to get into the carriage to return to the Duke's mansion.

Next, all she had to do was wait for news of Jing Chen's death from the front lines, then she could figure out a way to escape the Duke's mansion and return to Canglan Valley.

As she thought this, she felt a sense of relief.

However, she had only taken a few steps when she heard the rapid sound of horses' hooves behind her. Jianxue, who was beside her, exclaimed, "Master is back!"

Yan Zhen immediately turned around, and Jing Chen rode up on his horse, pulled on the reins, dismounted, and ran towards her.

The armor clanged with his steps. Yan Zhen watched as he ran up to her, pulled her into his arms with one hand, and pinched her chin with the other. In front of countless family members seeing them off, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Yan Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd, some people let out good-natured laughter, while others turned their heads away in embarrassment.

Jing Chen kissed her roughly, and at the end, he deliberately bit her hard on the corner of her mouth.

"Ugh..." Yan Zhen cried out in pain. Before she could push him away, Jing Chen released her, but his hand was still around her waist.

He used his fingertips to press against the corner of her bleeding lips, his smile unusually wild and wicked, and whispered in her ear in a voice only the two of them could hear: "I regret it, I shouldn't have held back from touching you before."

Yan Zhen: "..."

She looked like she'd seen a ghost and tried to push him away.

Wouldn't it be better to say goodbye properly? You've already decided to leave, why say such frivolous things? Won't it be awkward if you meet again when you get back to the Quick Transmigration Division?

Jing Chen clearly didn't have this concern. He pulled her into his arms tightly and whispered, "I like you so much. You've killed me, tricked me, and rejected me, but I still get hard just thinking about you. That shows how interested I am in you."

He paused, then warned through gritted teeth, "After you return to the Quick Transmigration Division, stay away from me, and don't let me run into you again!"

Yan Zhen: "………………"

-

Jing Chen died in the final battle to quell the rebellion in the third month of his campaign.

When the bad news reached the Duke's mansion, Yan Zhen took the fake death medicine he had prepared beforehand that night, arranged a "love suicide" for himself, and cleverly escaped from the Duke's mansion.

Back in Canglan Valley, Yan Zhen lived a secluded life, free from worldly strife.

Pounding and gathering herbs, tending to flowers and plants, and playing with the old yellow dog—life was peaceful and pleasant.

Only occasionally would she think of Jing Chen, and the intense resentment and desperately suppressed longing in his eyes when he said goodbye.

He was a gentleman after all. He didn't take advantage of her apology to make demands, nor did he give up on her because of her rejection and try to take advantage of her body with the thought that "it's a waste not to sleep with her."

She respected him as a gentleman.

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