His hands were big, warm, and thick.
Although they were a little rough, they gave people a sense of security.
Yun Chunuan's face was red as she was held by his hand.
She was petite, and not even as tall as Ye Luilie's shoulders.
She was sizing him up from behind.
He was really tall, so tall that from her angle, she could not even see the top of his head.
Huh? Why were his ears so red?
They were so red that they could be clearly seen even on his wheat-colored skin.
Yun Chunuan quickened her pace curiously. When she was walking side by side with him, she secretly raised her eyes and looked at his face.
With one look, the barbarian General's face looked like it was about to bleed.
His light amber pupils were covered by long eyelashes. He lowered his eyes slightly and said seriously, "What are you looking at? Walk properly!"
Tsk, she was quite innocent.
Yun Chunuan snickered.
It was just a hand-holding session, and she did not say anything. How could he be so shy?
What was the saying?
The king of talkers.
When it came to talkers, he was more powerful than anyone else. When it came to the real deal, he was terrified.
No one knew who said that he had to be ruthless even when he ordered her to drink medicine... ahem...
Yun Chunuan did not continue to think about it.
That porcelain-white little face was already red to the ears.
However, thinking about it carefully, it should not be. Did he not have many women? How could he be so pure?
He was faking it! He must be faking it!
Yun Chunuan pursed her lips and wanted to pull her little hand away from his big palm.
She began to despise him again.
Every time she thought about how he had had countless women, she could not help but feel disgusted.
Why did God want her to transmigrate? And transmigrate to a Princess in an arranged marriage.
In ancient times, people had three wives and four concubines, especially the barbarian General, who had an extremely high status. With her severe mysophobia, it was destined that she would not be able to be his virtuous wife...
Yun Chunuan thought sourly.
Even she herself did not realize that this thought was different from her previous thoughts that were of pure disgust.
There was also a trace of... regret.
It was impossible for her to go home. She saved someone, she fell from the 22nd floor and her body was probably smashed into a meat patty.
The girl she saved should be alive, right? She would not commit suicide again, right? She should... visit her parents, right?
Did Yun Chunuan regret it?
She did not regret it. If she had to do it all over again, she would probably still save that girl.
However, she regretted not being able to repay her parents for raising her. There was also her grandfather and grandmother. How sad would they be if they were to see their parents off?
Yun Chunuan thought of the scene in her dream. Her heart ached, and her eyes reddened unknowingly.
Ye Luilie tightly held the delicate and soft hand in his palm. When she wanted to pull it back, he held it even tighter, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
The servants in the house looked at him in surprise. He raised his head proudly. It was as if he wanted to show off to the whole world.
After a long while, Ye Luilie realized that the Little Princess had been lowering her head.
He thought that she despised him and did not want others to see them holding hands so intimately.
He was a little unhappy.
He leaned over slightly and whispered into the Little Princess's ear, "Don't think about that Banna anymore. What is there to be tough about? Since we are at Bian Liao, you are my woman."
He could ignore everything that had happened to her before. But in the future, he would not allow it!
Yun Chunuan was thinking about home. When she heard the barbarian General's words, she was baffled.
Raising her reddened eyes, she asked suspiciously, "Who's Banna?"
She really did not recognize Banna at all!
The little girl's entire body was wrapped up tightly, only revealing a delicate porcelain-white face.
When he raised his head slightly, Ye Luilie saw the red end of her eyes, which contrasted with the cinnabar mole at the bottom of her eyes, making it even redder.
She was beautiful.
So beautiful that it was soul-stirring, so beautiful that it made people unable to breathe.
Whether it was when she smiled, or at this moment when she was about to cry.
Unfortunately, she did not belong to him.
Ye Luilie's throat tightened, and his heart was filled with jealousy.
He forcefully wiped away the tears in her eyes and said angrily, "Stop pretending. When you were unconscious, all you thought about was that wild man!"
His rough fingers rubbed the corner of Yun Chunuan's eyes until they hurt.
She slapped his hand away and said unhappily, "You're the one pretending! Even if I thought about him, it would only be my parents! There's no such thing as a wild man!"
"You--" Ye Luilie was furious. "You admitted it! And you said you didn't!"
How could she so brazenly mention the name of a wild man in front of him?!
Was he too indulgent, or did she not care about his feelings at all?
Yun Chunuan was baffled by his accusations.
Banna, my parents...
She silently recited these two words.
Instantly, her tears turned into a smile. "Don't tell me you misunderstood?"
"You're still laughing? You still have the nerve to laugh!"
Ye Luilie was getting more and more annoyed!
What did her attitude mean?
"You're already a woman with a husband, yet you're so unruly! How could you do this to your husband..."
"Silly, 'Banna' means 'mom and dad' in my language."
Yun Chunuan did not like misunderstandings. She did not want to be accused of eloping with her old lover.
"Mom and dad?" Ye Luilie was stunned. "What do you call them in the Central Plains? Why is it so strange?"
"Sort of."
Yun Chunuan did not explain too much.
The barbarian General said that she kept thinking about mom and dad even when she was unconscious, which reminded her of that dream...
She was lying in the cold morgue, and her mother cried until she fainted. No matter how she called out, they could not see her.
Her mood turned sour again.
Realizing that his misunderstanding was ridiculous, Ye Luilie felt a little guilty.
He squeezed the small hand in his palm and asked softly, "Are you homesick?"
The small head with the big hat nodded.
For some reason, Ye Luilie's heart was pricked, and he comforted her softly, "The journey to Great Xia is not far. My mount is as fast as lightning, and it will arrive in less than seven days. If you want to..."
"I can't go back," she interrupted him softly.
"Ye Luilie, thank you for your kindness."
Ye Luilie did not know what to say.
He did not understand. If she was homesick, she could go back and visit. Why could she not go back?
However, he did not understand that sse really could not go back.
The 'home' that the little girl was talking about was not the 'home' that he was thinking about.
It was not easy for her to come out of the General's residence. Yun Chunuan did not want to spoil the mood. She took a deep breath and tried her best to smile. "Is Jifeng your mount? Is it a wolf?"
When he mentioned his beloved pet, Ye Luilie had a proud look on his face. "Yes, the Wolf King! It's all thanks to it that we defeated the Great Xia..."
At this point, he stopped in time and glanced at the Little Princess...