Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty
Chapter 136 - 136: Loyal Maid Who Died Because of Beauty (6)

Pei He took out a handkerchief and carefully and gently wiped the tiny beads of sweat on Yue Ran's forehead.

Feeling the warmth of the skin under his thumb, the young man only felt that the delicate and tender young girl was lively, charming, and lovely. He could not help but like her more and more.

"Why are you in such a rush?" Pei He said it gently, with a smile on his lips. "Now, look, are you not sweating? Are you uncomfortable? It would be bad if you were to get sick if you were not careful."

Yue Ran pursed her lips a little as she said, "But I want to see Cousin sooner." The young girl's expression looked extremely sincere and pure, which made the young man's heart all soft and mushy. "Cousin, what do you want to tell me?"

Seeing the letter that Pei He had sent her, she knew that there must be something important that he wanted to tell her.

"The imperial examination is coming soon," Pei He started. "I will definitely study hard and get a good grade when the time comes. I will go to Cousin's family to propose a marriage so that Cousin can marry me in a grand manner by then."

Yue Ran knew that Pei He's family was not in a good situation since they were poor and none in the family had a high status; they were just poor commoners. That was why Pei He had been studying hard all these years. He had hoped to change his own destiny through the imperial examination.

"Actually, Cousin…" Yue Ran started. But before she could continue her words, Pei He immediately cut in and blocked the young girl from speaking any further.

With a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, he said, "Ran Ran, you do not need to say it; I understand it very well. But please let me speak out what was on my mind first."

Yue Ran stared at the young man in front of her silently before nodding her head, as if acquiescing to the young man's words.

"I know that over the years, Auntie has always disliked my close relationship with you," Pei He started. "Although Cousin did not tell me anything, I can still understand it very well. I know that my family is poor, and Auntie is worried that I could not give you a happy and rich life."

There was a short pause before the young man continued, "I know that Cousin does not care about these things, but Auntie's worries are justified. As a mother, she hopes that you will have a good life when you marry your future husband. So if I can succeed in the imperial examination this time, I will go to Cousin to propose a marriage. But if it fails, I also hope that Cousin can be happy and marry a better person."

Although Pei He's sincere words were said with a smile, there were sourness, reluctance, and sadness in his eyes, which he did not want Yue Ran to see.

Yue Ran knew full well that her mother hoped that she would marry well and had always looked down on Pei He before, so Yue Ran had always said good things about Pei He in front of her mother, hoping that her mother would change her opinion of her cousin.

Although Pei He's family is poor, every year when Yue Ran celebrates her birthday, he will always take out all the money he has saved for a long time to carefully prepare gifts for the young girl, only hoping that she can always be happy.

Something slipped from Yue Ran's eyes, dripping down her cheeks. She did not sob or cry out loud. She only felt sad. Extremely sad.

"Cousin," Yue Ran called out. "I do not care about whether my future husband will be rich or not; I do not think that marrying others will bring me the happiness that I have always longed for. I only hope that my future husband can be with my cousin. Ran Ran only wants to be with Cousin."

As long as that person is her cousin, Pei He, she will be happy.

"I have always known that, since I was a child, most men in the world have three wives and four concubines and are ungrateful for what they have," Yue Ran continued. "But I still believe that in this world, there will always be one person who is truly worth entrusting for life. And Ran Ran has already found that person." She looked straight at Pei He. "Ran Ran just wants to grow old with Cousin for the rest of my life."

Yue Ran smiled when she saw Pei He's expression.

"Cousin is sincere toward Ran Ran, so how could Ran Ran not do the same to Cousin?" Yue Ran spoke as she looked at the young man in front of her with firm eyes.

Pei He did not expect Yue Ran to say such a thing, and he could only look at the young girl in shock. But after this short moment, he quickly wiped off the tears from the girl's face and the ends of her eyes.

Yue Ran could only watch the young man's actions with a pair of moist and affectionate eyes.

"I, Pei He, swear that in this life, if I am lucky enough to marry Yue Ran as my wife, I will care about her and love her for the rest of my life," Pei He said. "I will never take in a concubine, nor will I ever love another, and if I violate this, then I will be struck by lightning."

Yue Ran was not the only one who was shocked by Pei He's words. Lu Heng, who was hiding not far away, was also shocked. Then the young man immediately felt cold all over his body, from head to toe.

Lu Heng had felt that he had fallen into hell from when Yue Ran had first expressed her love for her cousin, Pei He; from when Yue Ran had said that she only wanted Pei He to be her future husband; from when Yue Ran said that she wanted to marry Pei He.

The young girl's expectation is so simple, but it is also the one thing that he cannot afford the most.

Yue Ran—what should he do with her?

If he forced her, regardless of the young girl's wishes, would she forgive him? But even if he knew that she would not, how could he just watch her walk into another person's arms just like this? How could he let her go and not do anything about it?

Lu Heng's thoughts were now in a jumble of confusion, and he did not want to see any more of the sweet scene between the two people—Pei He and Yue Ran—in front of him, so he just walked away like this. But he did not even know how he had even left in the first place.

…

At night, Lu Heng looked at the sleeping Yi Yan next to him, and he quietly lifted the quilt to get out of bed and walked to the next room to the bed, where Yue Ran was curled up sleeping.

She looked so small and cute at this moment.

Looking at the soft and delicate features on the young girl's face, Lu Heng bent down and held out a hand to gently touch her cheek with his cold fingertips. His eyes turned deep, dark, and vast. They were cavernous and unpredictable.

"Only when you are asleep can I look at you so unscrupulously," Lu Heng said gloomily. "Why is the person you like not me? Why, Yue Ran? Why?"

The young man's eyes were ruthless, and his fingers pressed a little harder on Yue Ran's skin, marking her delicate and smooth skin red with force.

"Hmm." Yue Ran groaned softly in her sleep.

Lu Heng instantly let go of his hand, and both hands were clenched into fists when he straightened up his back.

In the dim light of two candles in the room, the interior glowed a dim and warm orange color.

No one knew what kind of dream Yue Ran had, but she had an extremely warm and sweet smile on her face, as if she had a really good dream. Then she seemed to have muttered something in this silent night.

The young girl's voice was so soft that Lu Heng could not hear it clearly, so he bent down to get closer to hear what she was saying. He waited for a while, but the young girl no longer said anything at all.

It was not until he was about to get away that he finally heard what Yue Ran had uttered. Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft. It was just enough for Lu Heng to hear that one word carefully.

"Cousin," the young girl said.

In the empty and quiet room, this one word seemed to be ringing in his ears all the time.

Hearing such an unpleasant word flow out of her lips, Lu Heng suddenly grabbed Yue Ran's arm which was hanging outside the bed. It was as if the young man was panicked, and he needed to touch the young girl's skin to calm himself down at this moment.

The hand that held onto Yue Ran's hand began to tremble, and Lu Heng's shoulders kept rising and falling as he took in a deep breath over another.

He was not calm.

How could he be calm?