Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart



Yaoyao was deep in slumber, but she opened her eyes slightly when she felt her body being lifted into the air. Finding the man's face just a hair's breadth away from hers, she mumbled something under her breath before nuzzling unconsciously against his chest and falling asleep again. 

Beitang You paused in his step and looked at the adorable, kitten-like girl in his arms, his lips curving into a smile.

Just now, this girl said she had shelled two hundred sunflower seeds, yet he had not returned…

It seemed that she did not dislike him as much as she pretended to.

That was all that mattered.

After carrying Yaoyao back to her room, Beitang You sat by the bed and watched her for a while before leaving.

The next day.

It was almost noon when Yaoyao woke up.

She lay in bed, staring vacantly at the top of the bed netting and trying to recall how she had returned to her room the previous night.

Was Beitang You back? She felt as if she had seen him in her dreams the night before.

She was not too sure.

After washing up and getting dressed, she opened the doors and headed straight for Beitang You's room.

Beitang You's room was right next to hers—just a few steps away.

The doors were unbarred and opened with just a push from her.

"Uncle Beitang…"

She stopped herself short.

As Beitang You had slept late last night, he had just woken up not long ago and was in the middle of getting dressed.

He was putting his inner garment on his bare upper body when he heard Yaoyao's voice. Stiffening, he rapidly turned his gaze toward the doors.

A girl was standing there, clad in a pink dress and gawking at him with wide eyes.

Only then did he come to his senses, and his face heated up as he said with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Are you done looking?"

Recovering herself, Yaoyao gulped and answered honestly, "No…"

Beitang You narrowed his eyes. "Then do you want to come in for a closer look?"

Yaoyao muttered, "There's actually nothing much to see. I've already seen everything I needed to that day." She seemed to recall something as she cast a glance at his trousers.

One of Beitang You's eyelids twitched, and he discreetly moved his robe to cover the front of his body.

Yaoyao shot him a look before turning on her heel and striding off.

Beitang You, "..."

What was with that look she gave him?

Why did he suddenly feel a chill run down his spine?

Hungry, Yaoyao went downstairs to have her meal.

However, she had just sat down when a disheveled woman burst in.

"Where's the Emperor? I need to see him."

The woman was all grubby and had descended into a state of madness.

When she caught sight of Yaoyao, a menacing gleam suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she made a lunge for her.

However, before she could get close to the table, Chen Jin and the guards grabbed her and dragged her outside.

A shriek was heard, followed by silence.

Yaoyao stood up to see what was going on, but Chen Jin came in at that moment and said to her apologetically, "I apologize for the shock, Your Highness."

Yaoyao shook her head. "It's all right. Who was that woman?"

Chen Jin averted his gaze briefly before answering, "She's the daughter of Beaming Peace City's magistrate. Somehow, she managed to escape and find her way here."

Yaoyao was surprised. "So it was her."

She was completely different from the glamorous person she had been yesterday. If Chen Jin had not told Yaoyao, she would not have guessed it was her. 

She had gone from a magistrate's daughter to a criminal's family member in just one day—with such a plunge in standing, it was no wonder she had gone mad. 

However, she had brought it all on herself.

If she had not abused her status as the magistrate's daughter to behave arrogantly and attempt to take Beitang You as her husband, she would not have ended up in this situation. 

Yaoyao sighed but did not sympathize with her.