Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

The light drizzle fell on the windowsill, creating a dark cloud on the thin window paper. It was caught up by the raindrops, forming a small stream of water that fell onto the bluestone below.

Hearing the vague sound of rain, Xie Heng curled up into a ball. His eyelashes trembled for a few seconds before he slowly opened them.

His vision was also blurry. He could only vaguely see the simple furnishings inside the house, a stone pot and a stove. Beside the stove was a small pile of firewood. The flickering light inside the stove was most likely a flame.

Xie Heng blinked his eyes hard.

At the same time that he regained his rationality, the dizziness from losing too much blood and the excruciating pain of having his bones dug out hit him again. The youth couldn’t bear the pain of having his skin peeled off. He couldn’t help but take a deep breath. His right hand subconsciously reached for his wound and touched a fine cloth that had been carefully wrapped.

“Hey, don’t move.”

A crisp voice came. The blurry figure squatting in front of the stove anxiously stood up and quickly walked towards the bed.

Xie Heng desperately opened his eyes. His dim and bloodshot eyes finally regained their focus. He could clearly see the simple stone house in front of him, as well as the pretty girl who was worriedly leaning over and raising her hand to touch his forehead.

The slightly cold and delicate little hand was placed on the youth’s forehead. Xie Heng’s eyes suddenly blurred and several small images flashed across his mind. In the images, he could vaguely see a slender and elegant figure. The face was blurred and only slightly tilted her head to reveal the delicate outline of her face, as well as a pair of golden peach blossom eyes.

But the next moment, as if a dam had fallen, the memory fragments that were surging like the waves of the river suddenly collapsed and turned into a mass of fainting snow that quickly dispersed.

Xie Heng’s brows furrowed slightly.

While his mind was wandering, the girl had already retracted her hand with a slightly red face. She then placed the back of her hand against her forehead and murmured, “It’s not hot anymore. This is great. The fever is finally gone!”

Hearing the words “the fever is gone”, Xie Heng’s heart skipped a beat. He tried to move his fingertips and the soreness of his high fever for many days entered his mind. In the past, he was used to holding a sword and was able to carry a force of a thousand jin without changing his expression. But now, he found it extremely difficult to even clench his fists with both hands.

After trying a few times, Xie Heng finally gave up. He smiled bitterly and raised his head to look at the girl by the bed. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Many thanks to Miss for saving my life.”

“Aiya, it’s alright.” The girl smiled shyly, “I am Xu Wan ‘er. Just call me Wan’ er. Where is Eldest Brother from?”

“My surname is … Xie.” Mentioning this word, Xie Heng’s eyes darkened but it was quickly covered by a smile. He continued, “My name is Heng.”

“Ya!” Xu Wan ‘er covered her mouth in surprise. Her willowy eyebrows slightly furrowed as she asked, “Eldest Brother, you are … the Young Master of the Xie family?”

Xie Heng’s smile became even more bitter. “Look at how miserable I am. What kind of young master do I look like?”

Xu Wan ‘er hesitated, her fingers clutching her sleeves uneasily. “But that mountain is clearly the residence of the Xie family. Eldest Brother, why … why did you fall into the water? And why did you get all these injuries? ”

“You are too outstanding. You are hated.”

The rain rustled and the fire in the kitchen swayed. The light and shadow on the youth’s pale face, which was pale from blood loss.

Xie Heng’s eyelids drooped and a few strands of hair fell down, blocking his dark eyes. He paused for a moment and said in a self-mocking voice, “Ai, mother gave birth to me too well. Is it also my fault?”

Xu Wan ‘er: “…”

This Eldest Brother that she had picked up … … seemed to be different from what she had imagined?

… …

On the other side, after finally settling down in the Xie residence, Xie Ziyou finally found the time to ask the System about the eighty years in the previous world.

The System sighed and said, “It’s probably a bug in the headquarter’s recording system. It can only be found but not sought.”

Xie Ziyou: “… … So that’s how it is.”

He was secretly happy that he had been able to stay with his lover for a hundred years in the previous world. But when he thought of Guan Heng, Xie Ziyou’s heart began to ache.

The youth quickly changed the topic and pretended to complain. “Your company is too unreliable. You make mistakes every day, and the employees are still being cheated to death by them.”

“You You, don’t try to be obedient even after you’ve made a profit,” the System said helplessly.

“… Who’s trying to be obedient? I’m speaking the truth.” Xie Ziyou’s eyes widened slightly. “What was that, Senior Goldfinger? 303？ This whole world has passed. Have you seen his shadow? ”

The System was silent.

It couldn’t understand this matter either.

“I’ll say that you guys are unreliable,” Xie Ziyou said confidently. “What if the one being cheated isn’t me, but someone else?”

“Uh …”

System 011’s tone was a little subtle.

Xie Ziyou’s sensitivity caught a hint of uneasiness. His heart stirred and he asked, “What’s wrong? Have you been cheated before? ”

“You You, you’re my host.” The System sighed. “Didn’t you ask me where I’ve been all this time? Actually … ”

Actually, System 011 had two choices.

One was to wait for Xie Ziyou in the headquarters’ space.

This was a very convenient and fast method. Because time flowed at different speeds in different spacetimes, the headquarters stood outside the torrent of time. It only needed to wait there for 20 minutes, which was equivalent to Xie Ziyou spending 20 years in the pocket dimension.

However, there was an annoying fellow who insisted on forcing him to consider another option.

That was, to go to an independent pocket dimension that matched the flow of time. He would hide his memory and spend 20 years of his life as a “human”.

There was nothing wrong with this.

After he had his memory blocked, he was like a blank sheet of paper. He could enjoy the flourishing world of the Vast Thousand Domains to his heart’s content. After his vacation was over, he would just turn around and leave.

Thus, System 011 agreed to his colleague’s suggestion. He would find a remote pocket dimension and spend his life as a young master of an aristocratic family who was destined to only have 20 years of life.

The young master, who was ill and had no cure, had a good face that was not inferior to Pan An’s. He was held in the palm of his hand by the entire family. Thus, the modest young master, who was as gentle as jade, looked back under the pear tree. The falling flowers were like rain, and entered the eyes of the nobles. Even though his beloved did not have much time left, that person refused to give up. He put down his status and pursued her with all his might.

System 011 remembered that his life was coming to an end. He did not want to bring suffering to others, so he refused to agree no matter what.

However, the young master, who had been sentenced by the doctor, the national master, the nameless warlock, the hermit expert … was still alive on the day of the coronation ceremony.

Xie Ziyou, who was listening to the story, was speechless.

He did not know why, but when he heard the System’s faint tone, he suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

“Anyway, that’s it. A hundred years. Hmm, what a scam. “The System concluded.

Xie Ziyou’s heart was itching, and he could not help but ask, “What happened after that? The young master did not die, how did the nobles react? Were they together? ”

“… You You, don’t ask about these details.”

“Ah? Don’t, tell me, people have the right to freely discuss gossip, right? ”

“… You You, the protagonist’s aggro points have increased.”

Xie Ziyou’s attention was finally diverted.

He called up the System Interface, and saw that the protagonist’s aggro points column was in big, bright words: 108.

Just as he was checking, the number swayed and jumped to 110.

Xie Ziyou was slightly surprised, and he felt a little gratified.

It seemed that he was a positive and progressive protagonist.

Not bad, not bad.

He came late, and missed the most intense wave of aggro points when the protagonist’s bones were dug out. However, the amount of aggro points that followed was not high, but it was stable, and there was an increase every day.

Satisfied, Xie Ziyou closed the System Interface, and looked up, and saw a bone casually placed on the table.

Speaking of the Glazed Sword Bone, in Xie Ziyou’s eyes, this bone was whiter, brighter, and more delicate. Its two ends were slightly transparent, and if he looked carefully at it under the sunlight, he could vaguely see that it was as sharp as a sword’s aura … But to put it bluntly, it was still not a bone.

According to the villain’s plot, he needed to cut open his own chest, take out the spirit bone in the corresponding position, and put this bone in.

However, Xie Ziyou raised the tip of the knife and made a few gestures, and the shiny blade reflected a small face that was pale from nervousness. The sharp edge of the knife gently cut across the white and warm chest, and the chill was piercing to the bone. No matter what, he couldn’t do it.

After several attempts, Xie Ziyou finally threw the knife away, and his whole body collapsed on the bed.

“I’m done!” He said angrily, “Dig it out, stuff it in, stuff it in, dig it out — is this a bone or a toilet seat?”

It would hurt to death, okay?

What did he do in this situation before?

Oh right, he exchanged for an illusion in the System Space, including the fact that he would be shaved off by the protagonist in the future, he could use a large-scale illusion to solve it.

However, that illusion was priced at 666, which was not considered cheap.

Xie Ziyou did not have it at the moment.

“It’s okay, You You,” the System comforted him gently, “Now that we have a stable amount of hatred in our account, let’s slowly accumulate it. We’ll definitely accumulate enough before the exit day.”

Seems like it will work?

Xie Ziyou pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

“As long as we keep this bone well and return it to the protagonist on the final day, then we can create an illusion,” the System added.

“Okay.” Xie Ziyou acknowledged and casually threw the bone back onto the table, allowing it to roll a few times and hit the blue pine stone inkstone on the table.

The young man blinked slightly and turned around, his beautiful peach blossom eyes shining brightly.

“System, now that you’re free, let’s talk about … the story of the young master?”

The System: “…”

Tired!

…

At the edge of the county town at the foot of the mountain, in a simple stone house, Xie Heng cried out in pain and raised his hand to cover his chest.

Just now, a strange feeling enveloped his entire body, as if he was pinched by a slender white hand, swayed a few times, and then lightly flung out — his entire body fell on the wooden platform, rolled a few times, and hit something hard again.

All the bones in his body almost fell apart.

But the strange feeling came and went even faster. In the next second, when the young man frowned and concentrated on feeling, he could no longer feel anything out of the ordinary. He could only hear the pattering of rain outside the window.

The rain was like a curtain, soaking the willow green and peach red.

Strange, was it an illusion?

Just as he was puzzled, Xu Wan ‘er walked over with a bowl of steaming porridge in her hand. When she was three meters away from the bed, she gradually slowed down, and her delicate cheeks flushed red.

She wore a simple gray dress, and a few strands of hair fell from the corner of her forehead. There was a smear of dust on her fair face, but her eyes were bright.

“Big Brother Xie, let’s eat something,” the young girl said softly, “I added some red dates to the porridge.”

“My father said that red dates can replenish the qi, nourish the blood and calm the mind. It’s perfect to drink a little when you’re losing blood.”

Xie Heng looked at the red dates floating on top of the white rice porridge. He hesitated for a moment, but still smiled warmly and took the bowl.

“Thank you,” he said softly.

“No need to be so courteous!” Xu Wan ‘er wrung her hands awkwardly, “I … also want to drink.”

The young girl’s delicate face was rosy, and her apron was twisted into a ball, wrinkled in her palm. Her eyes kept glancing in another direction, not daring to look directly at Xie Heng.

The spring rain pattered, and the chilly wind of early spring whistled past the roof beams. Inside the house, a warm yellow glow fell on the mottled stone walls. Steam rose from the pot, spreading out a soundless warmth.

A flash of light flashed in the distance.

Muffled thunder followed, shattering half of the sky with a loud rumble.

Along with the rumbling of thunder, a young man’s loud voice suddenly sounded from outside the door. He hammered on the door and shouted loudly, “Wan ‘er! Xu Wan ‘er! ”

“I’ve already convinced my father!”

“He said that as long as you give me the Xuan Ling Sect’s exemption order, he will buy the Xu Family’s Saber Range. He will also give you ten servants and a suite in the center of the city. You won’t have to suffer in such a crude and crude place!”

The deafening sound of hammering on the door broke the tranquil atmosphere. The cold water vapor that was blocked by the wooden door and two window frames quietly seeped into the room. Wood chips fell from the door and spread through the cracks of the door.

Inside the house, Xie Heng raised his head thoughtfully.

He saw the young girl’s expression suddenly change. Her shy smile quickly turned into an uncontrollable rage.

Xu Wan ‘er’s delicate expression changed. Angrily, she rolled up her sleeves and dashed to the door.

Her five fingers hastily swiped at her wrinkled apron. She pulled open the latch and raised her hand to deliver a resounding slap.

“Slap!”

The crisp sound of the slap could not even be covered by the thunder.

The young girl pinched her waist with one hand and tucked her long hair behind her back with the other. Her almond-shaped eyes glared angrily, the rims of her eyes were crimson red.

“Zhao Ruhao, you should give up on this idea!”

Xu Wan ‘er cried out in a stubborn voice. Under the confused gaze of the young man outside the door, she screamed.

“Even if my father dies, I can still support the Saber Range!”

“You want to steal the Xu Family’s Saber Range? Tell your father that he’s dreaming!”