Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

Chapter 140 The Useless Prince's Power Seizure (18)

From that day on, Jingli visited Yu An at the palace servants' quarters every three to four days.

Every time he went, he would bring his little bamboo whistle and blow it three times outside the door, waiting for Yu An to open the door for him.

Besides food, he would also send Yu An some handwritten books.

Jingli's experience from the previous world taught her that proper learning can have a positive shaping effect on a person. If she wanted Yu An to grow, it was not enough to only focus on his living environment and physical health; spiritual nurturing was also important.

Jingli studied with her teacher during the day, discarding uninformative content such as theories of imperial power. She also found books about worlds with similar backgrounds in the 6058 system space, copied them down according to her own understanding, and sent them to Yu An.

He hoped to gain more wisdom to resist the world under the influence of these contents, rather than being trapped in hatred of the past and developing hatred for the world as a result.

Every night, in the small open space behind what used to be a storage room, there would always be a small figure holding a wooden sword.

The moonlight, like water, fell upon Yu An. He closed his eyes, recalling the moves the young prince had taught him, and wielded the wooden sword in his hand with great skill.

The murky air around him moved with his movements, and Yu An felt a sense of stagnation, and—it seemed as if someone was watching him.

He opened his eyes, looked around, and sweat streamed down his forehead.

There was only the chirping of insects all around, and no one in sight.

Yu An frowned.

This wasn't the first time he'd felt that kind of gaze.

The first time was when he sneaked out of the slave community to fetch medicine for the blind old woman.

The second time was after Jingli accidentally stumbled into a group of slaves and met him.

The third time was the night he came to this palace staff quarters after emerging from the pile of slaves.

The fourth time, just now.

This gaze seemed to appear only at night, giving people a very strange feeling. Yu An could feel himself being watched, but could not find the source; it seemed to come from all directions.

But if Yu An ignores it, the gaze will draw closer, making Yu An feel like she can't breathe.

Yu An sheathed his sword, returned to his room, and lit a candle—a candle that Jing Li had brought with him.

Under the candlelight, the feeling of being stared at dissipated somewhat.

Yu An rubbed his arms and realized he had goosebumps all over his body.

He didn't notice that a faint blue glint had appeared in the candlelight, which should have been orange-yellow.

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[Jingli: Something went to Yu'an's place.]

The things Jingli gave Yu An—the candle, the wooden sword, and the paper from which he had written the letter—all contained a trace of his energy. This trace of energy might not have much effect in this heavily polluted world, but it could at least protect Yu An and prevent the shadows from getting close to him.

It can still serve as a messenger, just like it does now.

[6058: It seems we've attracted the attention of those filthy things.]

6058 didn't seem too surprised. Just as he had predicted, the world was extremely polluted, to the point that it had almost created a pseudo-world consciousness that could rival the world consciousness. Under this premise, the pseudo-world consciousness had a certain degree of control over the world.

It was only a matter of time before Jingli and Yu'an were noticed.

[Jingli: Judging from the rate of energy consumption, those things haven't attacked Yu An yet.]

[6058: Just to be on the safe side, we'll go check it out tomorrow.]

This is exactly what Jingli was thinking.

In this world, both Jingli and Yu'an are too weak, and due to various reasons such as age, status, and power, there is very little they can do.

They weren't in a state of mutual hostility, but rather like livestock being kept in reserve. A knife hung overhead; when it would fall depended solely on the whim of the person behind the scenes.

Now, the opponent has revealed a slight flaw, which may be the key to breaking the deadlock in this world.

The next afternoon, Jingli didn't even take a nap and slipped out while Langyue wasn't looking.

He brought a small snack box containing sweet pastries that Yu An liked to eat.

Because he had sneaked out, Jingli didn't have anyone announce his arrival. Instead, he skillfully slipped in through the back door of the living quarters.

Just as he was about to take out his bamboo whistle, he saw a familiar figure on the old tree.

Under the tree, there was another unfamiliar girl dressed in a pale yellow palace dress.

Jingli's eyes widened slightly, and she quickly walked towards the tree.

Up in the tree, Yu An was holding onto a branch with one hand and reaching for the kite that was stuck with the other.

This little palace maid, I don't know which palace she's from, is peeking around at the back door.

Yu An happened to be nearby. Seeing that she was young and looked anxious, he took the initiative to go up to her and ask what was wrong.

The little palace maid pointed to her mouth and then to the old tree.

Yu An looked in the direction she pointed and saw a kite hanging on the treetop.

It wasn't right for a young palace maid from another palace to loiter around the living quarters of the palace servants in Langyue, so Yu An told her to wait a moment while he went to help her take down the kite.

This led to the scene we see in the scenery.

Yu An got the kite, landed steadily, and as soon as he stood up, the kite was snatched from his hand.

Yu An then realized that Jing Li had arrived.

Jingli shoved the food box containing snacks into Yu An's arms and tore up the kite in her hand with gritted teeth.

The young palace maid beside her was already kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

Yu An took a couple of seconds to react before kneeling down: "Your Highness..."

"Who is she?"

Jingli's suppressed voice trembled slightly.

Yu An didn't know why Jing Li was angry, but hearing him get angry made her heart inexplicably tighten.

"She must be a palace maid from another palace, here to pick up kites..."

"Why do you have to go and pick up that kite?!" Jingli threw the kite in her hand on the ground and stomped on it twice. "Listen up, you're my person. This is none of your business, and you're not allowed to interfere!"

Yu An touched the ground with his forehead, his expression strange.

Jingli's words were clearly humiliating, yet he... actually felt a sense of pleasure?

"Take your filth and get out!"

Jingli kicked the kite at the little palace maid.

The young palace maid quickly picked up the remains of the kite and ran away in tears.

After this whole commotion, Jingli couldn't pretend to have stopped by and say anything to Yu An anymore. He held his breath, his eyes turning red, and glared at Yu An as if he were furious. With a flick of his sleeve, he left the living quarters.

Peace returned to the ground beneath the old tree, as if nothing had happened.

Only the food box in Yu An's arms reminded him that Jing Li had just been here.

Yu An held the box, wanting to laugh, but then felt a little down when she thought about what the other person had said and looked at her.

The young prince seems to regard himself merely as his possession.

An object, a pet.

All His Highness wants from such a thing is loyalty, so no one else is allowed to touch it.

Yu An shook his head.

Unfortunately, he couldn't give that to me.

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(Um, Xiao An's feelings haven't changed yet! She's still wavering between being friends with His Highness and being his enemy. Right now, Xiao An is still the genuine, but precocious, little kid who's turned evil.)