Chapter 487: The Scoundrel Princess's Daily Loafing Chapter 580: Where Does He Usually Go on His Day Off?

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

He was anxious and uneasy in his heart, fearing that after Qianqian arrived, he would see even a trace of disgust in her eyes. If that were the case, his heart would surely be in agony.

Just as he was lost in wild thoughts, he suddenly heard faint footsteps at the door. Though the sound was slight, it stirred great waves in his heart, as if a war drum were thumping in his chest.

He stared nervously at the door, his heartbeat growing more violent, as if it were about to jump out of his throat.

Finally, Qianqian walked in as usual, calm and composed. Seeing her familiar figure, the great stone in his heart finally fell, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Qianqian walked up to Ouyang Chengren and asked softly, "General, what are your orders?" Ouyang Chengren cleared his throat and said somewhat awkwardly, "I was reckless yesterday. Here are the two picture books left over; consider it my apology for yesterday's matter."

After speaking, he carefully handed the two picture books on the table to Qianqian.

Qianqian took the picture books, her eyes lighting up instantly, and she secretly rejoiced: "What luck! I was still wondering how to get these two picture books back, and he actually returned them to me on his own."

Qianqian quickly thanked him: "Thank you, General. I didn't take yesterday's matter to heart." Both tacitly avoided mentioning the slap from yesterday, as if it had never happened.

Seeing this, Ouyang Chengren also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hmm, that's all, it's fine, you can go back now."

Hearing Ouyang Chengren's words, Qianqian immediately replied excitedly, "Okay!" Then she ran off like a happy little rabbit, trotting along.

Ouyang Chengren stood where he was, his gaze following Qianqian's departing figure. He noticed her steps were light, as if she was in exceptionally high spirits.

Especially when she turned around, those bright, sparkling eyes, like stars twinkling in the night sky, made Ouyang Chengren unable to help but be attracted.

"She looks better like this..." Ouyang Chengren sighed secretly in his heart.

But just as this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly realized a problem—he actually thought a big man looked good?

This discovery made Ouyang Chengren somewhat panicked. He began to doubt his sexual orientation; did he really like men?

This thought made him feel a surge of panic, and he hurriedly searched his mind for the image of the woman in red, trying to use her to prove his normality.

But when he tried hard to recall, he was surprised to find that his memory of the woman in red had become blurred, and he could barely remember her appearance.

"How could this be..." Ouyang Chengren's heart grew increasingly panicked, and he hurriedly shook his head hard, trying to shake off all these wild thoughts.

However, after falling asleep that night, Ouyang Chengren's dreams were completely beyond his control.

In the dream, the woman in red appeared again, wearing a bright red dress like burning flames. The woman danced lightly, her posture graceful, as if a fairy descending to the mortal world.

What shocked Ouyang Chengren even more was that when the woman approached him, he found her face had turned into Wang Ming'an's face!

And in the dream, he had no resistance to any of this at all; instead, he felt the scene was exceptionally harmonious, and even felt Wang Ming'an's face looked exceptionally good at this moment.

Ouyang Chengren was frightened by this dream and woke up from his sleep all at once. He sat up, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He stared wide-eyed at the tent in the darkness, unable to calm his heart for a long time.

Meanwhile, Qianqian on the other side happily hugged the two picture books, as if holding two precious treasures, and carefully returned to her own tent.

Luo Shun stared wide-eyed, gazing unblinkingly at the person before him, as if he wanted to engrave every detail of her into his mind. He secretly sighed in his heart: "I've really hugged the right thick thigh this time!"

The Qianqian before him was not only beautiful in appearance but also elegant in temperament, making him unable to help but feel admiration. At the same time, he was full of yearning for his future life, as if he had already seen himself rising to great heights with Qianqian's help.

However, in sharp contrast to Luo Shun's excitement, Qianqian had long forgotten everything about yesterday. After washing up, she leisurely picked up a picture book and read it with great interest.

Not long after, her eyelids began to droop, and before long she entered the sweet land of dreams.

In the following days, Qianqian's life was exceptionally simple. Every day, besides training and eating, she read picture books.

But the Zhenxi General had not been seen these past few days; his cold and frosty figure was missing from the tent, and everyone's atmosphere suddenly became much livelier.

However, no one knew where he had gone; only Xiao Jiao Jin knew he would return in two days.

However, as days passed, the Zhenxi General still had not returned. Everyone began to feel anxious, but could only wait silently.

Finally, after three or four days, the Zhenxi General returned. But his complexion was even more gloomy than before, as if water could drip from it, sending chills down people's spines.

From the moment he stepped into the tent, the entire tent fell silent as a grave; no one dared to even breathe loudly, fearing they might attract his attention.

Time flew by like a white horse passing through a gap, and before they knew it, it was time for their day off again. Luo Shun felt staying at an inn was really too expensive, and he really felt too embarrassed to keep taking advantage of Qianqian.

So, after today's training ended, he did not go out with Qianqian as usual, but decided to go to Chunning City to stroll around after waking up tomorrow.

And Qianqian naturally did not force him, after all everyone had their own thoughts and choices. After changing her clothes alone silently, she resolutely set out on the road to Chunning City.

After entering Chunning City, Qianqian did not linger too long, but quickly found an inn.

Everything was just like before; she skillfully changed into a set of women's clothing, soaked the human skin mask in water, then took out paper and brush, and began to write and draw on the paper.

Time passed second by second; after a while, Qianqian finally put down the brush in her hand. She softly called out: "Shi Er."

Before her voice faded, Shi Er's figure appeared like a ghost; he knelt on one knee and respectfully asked: "Master, what are your orders?"

Qianqian handed the letter in her hand to Shi Er and said: "This letter, you take it back to my father for me. Tell him I will stay here for a while. If my father has a reply, remember to bring it to me in time."

Shi Er took the letter and replied: "Yes, Master."

Qianqian paused slightly, then asked: "Shi Er, do you know where the Zhenxi General usually goes on his days off?"