Transmigrating into a Demon Spirit to Blow up the Entire World

Chapter 137: Prince’s little quilt 12 (part 2 of 2)

After having stopped crying out in pain, the little quilt began to once again cry out due to thirst. Yuwen Yin tested the water in the tub, then said, after feeling that it was still very warm: “Then you obediently soak here, while I go get you some water, okay?”

The youth nodded upon hearing that there would be water to drink: “Okay!”

His IQ had completely fallen straight to the negatives, and was so muddle-headed that he had no idea that he had already changed into his human form, so, he habitually swung his hands up and down like a quilt flapping it’s quilt corners. Yuwen Yin advised him again: “It’s cold outside, so you mustn’t get up, otherwise you’ll catch a cold, understood?”

The youth continued to nod, “Understood!”

Yuwen Yin couldn’t could help but touch his head, “Really obedient.”

Although the little quilt’s IQ had already dropped to the negatives, but he instinctively felt that this words were praising him. This time around, he puffed up his little chest instead of nodding: “En, I’m the most obedient!”

With a look that says ‘I’m the most obedient person in the whole world’, the only difference was that there was no big red honorary flower stuck on his chest. Yuwen Yin’s love for him was so great that it was difficult to put in words, wishing to put him in the palm of his hand, to kiss and coax him gently, and to hold and protect him at all times. He dropped a light kiss on the youth’s forehead, and said in a voice so soft that it was as if he was talking to himself: “……Tong Tong, you must never leave me, otherwise I won’t be able to go on.”

— No one knew that the life of the future and most feared regent, who will overturn the imperial court and masses, had long been in the palm of another person.

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Thinking that the little quilt would be uncomfortable with drinking on an empty stomach, Yuwen Yin brought in some pastries along with a cup of honeyed water. But when he went back in, he discovered that the youth had drowsily leaned forward at the edge of the bath bucket.

“.…..Tong Tong, Tong Tong?”

Yuwen Yin strode next to the bath bucket, and tried to shake him awake. The little quilt moved his head, but just frowned uncomfortably instead of opening his eyes.

Feeling that the temperature of the water was no longer that warm, Yuwen Yin hurriedly fished the person out of the bath bucket, and wrapped him in a huge blanket, before finally carrying him off to the direction of the huge bed.

The little quilt subconsciously called out along with the shaking: “Yuwen Yin……”

“En, I’m here. What’s wrong?”

The little quilt didn’t respond, but called out once more after a few steps: “Yuwen Yin……”

“Be good, is there anything uncomfortable?”

The little quilt still didn’t say anything in response, but called out again after a while. Yuwen Yin’s face didn’t have a trace of impatience at all, but was brimming with happiness and satisfaction instead, as he repeatedly replied to the other’s words: “Tong Tong be good, I’m right here.”

Yuwen Yin finally placed the person on the bed, then decently dressed him with clean clothes and pants, before bringing that cup of honeyed water over to him, “Get up and drink a bit of water, otherwise you’ll have a headache tomorrow.”

Wrapped in the blanket, the youth wriggled like a silkworm for a little while, which clearly indicated his unwillingness to move. Yuwen Yin took him in his arms and gently coaxed: “Weren’t you thirsty? How about just taking a sip, okay?”

“.…..okay.”

He finally received a response after waiting for a while. but Shen Tong still remained motionless, and merely opened his mouth a bit instead.

This clearly elucidates the intention of wanting to be fed.

However, Yuwen Yin was very willing to coddle him. Feeding him very carefully, several spoonfuls were fed to him without any spillage. Only a bit of water that had yet to be swallowed flowed out from the corners of his lips, which were gently sucked away by Yuwen Yin.

Shen Tong slept very soundly this time, that even the noise made by the wind constantly blowing against the window frame couldn’t wake him up at all. Yuwen Yin only closed his eyes after silently embracing him in the darkness for a long while. Upon waking up the next morning, he discovered that the youth beside him was still asleep, and still hadn’t changed back into the little quilt’s form. Moreover, he seemed to be having a sweet dream, as his natural and slightly pouting lips was slightly curved in an adorable arc.

The whole country had a 5-day rest period after the New Year. The civil and military officials didn’t need to go to the royal court, while the younger generation were not required to fulfill their morning and evening visit to the elders. Thus, Yuwen Yin stared at the youth’s face motionlessly, and increasingly grew fonder the more he looked, while increasingly felt that it was good-looking the longer he looked. Feeling that he would never tire in looking, and would even occasionally quirk his lips and smile like a fool.

Shen Tong normally sleeps in a side-lying position, and will sleep with his upper arm placed outside the quilt. Yuwen Yin held his hand, and couldn’t resist squeezing the soft skin, then kneading it, before reluctantly placing it back atop the quilt with great care. Nevertheless, the youth on the bed still continued to sleep in well-behaved manner, and was not the least bit aware that his hand has already been unilaterally regarded as a beloved thing by another person.

It wasn’t until maoshi*, when three very measured knocks sounded from outside the door. A Palace maid had come to inquire whether she could go in to wait upon Yuwen Yin to freshen up after getting out of bed.

*5-7 am

Yuwen Yin subconsciously didn’t want to let his little quilt be seen by anyone, so he immediately replied: “No need, you can withdraw to do your own assigned task, I will just call again when I need you.”

Shen Tong, on the other hand, had finally woken up in dazed manner, and had even furrowed his brows first in an aggrieved expression without opening his eyes: “……my head hurts.”