Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart-Chapter 1808: Considering Our Current Relationship
Chapter 1808: Considering Our Current Relationship
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Hearing his voice, Hexin immediately straightened up. “Yes?”
“Aren’t you having breakfast?” asked Long Yin.
“No thanks, I don’t really feel like eating,” Hexin quickly replied. Seeing him was the last thing she wanted now—it would send her imagination running wild.
All was silent outside the doors.
Thinking he was gone, she sighed in relief and flopped down on her bed in distress.
What were they to each other?
They had yet to confirm their relationship, but they had done a lot of intimate things that were exclusive to lovers and had even slept in the same bed.
Could she still go back pretending nothing had happened, forget about him, and find another husband?
She raised her hand and stroked the red marks that had yet to fade from her neck.
She was extremely perturbed.
“What’re you thinking about?”
Just then, a familiar male voice came from behind her.
For a while, Hexin was too stunned to react.
After placing the food on the table, Long Yin returned to the bedside. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he looked at the girl, lying motionless in bed with her back to him.
“How did you come in?” Collecting herself, Hexin scrambled up from her recumbent position and stared at him dubiously.
Long Yin glanced at the open window and said softly, “Your window was open.”
Hexin,
Had he climbed in through the window?
Her pretty face turning grim, she said gravely, “You’re our kingdom’s Crown Prince and future ruler, Big Bro Long Yin. How could you do such a thing?” What if she had been changing when he had barged in..
The thought made her purse her lips and glare at him in disapproval.
Long Yin smiled at the girl’s stern expression but was also somewhat frustrated by her displeasure.
He could tell at a glance what she was thinking.
To be frank, he had never imagined before that he would do something like this, but—
“Xinxin, I thought we could forgo formalities with each other, considering our current relationship.”
Hexin’s fingers gripped her dress, and she lowered her head. “What, exactly, is our relationship?”
Long Yin sat down beside her. “Did you think I’d behave like that if I’d not decided that you were the one for me?”
Hexin lifted her astonished eyes to him.
Long Yin’s gaze landed on her exposed neck, and he squirmed a little in embarrassment at the sight of the red marks peppering her skin.
He had been a little too unconstrained last night.
Moving his eyes back to her, he declared solemnly, “I need you to know that I’ve never touched anyone before you came along. Since I’ve touched you, it means that I’ve decided you’re the one for me.”
“Then do you love me?” A long time later, Hexin finally summoned the courage to ask the question hidden in her heart, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. As long as his answer was “yes”, she would gladly marry him without hesitation.
“I…” Before Long Yin could continue, there was a knock at the doors, followed by Qi Heng’s anxious voice. “Your Highness, you have an urgent message from
Great Shang.”
Long Yin reluctantly got up to open the door.
A somber-faced Qi Heng presented a letter to him.
After Long Yin had unfolded the letter and read it, his handsome face clouded over, and he ordered in a low voice, “Qi Heng, get ready at once. We’re going back to Great Shang.”
Noticing something was wrong, Hexin hurriedly came out as well and asked,
“What’s wrong, Big Bro Long Yin?”
Long Yin turned to her, all traces of his casualness a while ago gone. Right now, his brow was deeply furrowed with worry as he said briskly, “Xinxin, Lu Xue has gone missing. I need to rush back to Great Shang’s frontier, but I’ll leave some of my men behind to escort you back. You can decide if you want to stay here for a few more days or go back now.” With that, he pivoted on his heel and strode off.
Hexin watched the man disappear rapidly into the distance, swallowing the words to her unasked question. She leaned against the door frame, smiling sadly..
