Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty

Chapter 432: Substitute Bride of the Demon King (36)

Yue Ran blinked, pursed her lips, shook her head, and said, "I am such a weak woman; are you still afraid that I will hurt you? Your Majesty, can you trust me this once?"

Heh. Does the young woman really think that he is foolish? She tricked him the last time she said this.

Silas looked deeply into Yue Ran’s eyes, hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. "You’d better not play any tricks, otherwise, I... I will not let you go."

After delivering a rough verbal threat that rang hollow and did no real harm, the Demon King obediently closed his eyes, surrendering to the moment.

Yue Ran could not help but let out a soft, melodic laugh, a sound that danced through the air like a gentle breeze.

The male protagonist, despite his earlier protests, did not want to close his eyes, but he still did it honestly, revealing his tsundere nature perfectly.

With his eyes now closed, Silas’s other senses sharpened remarkably. He could clearly hear the rich, warm sound of Yue Ran’s laughter enveloping him, and he found himself trying to conjure an image of her, to visualize her expression at that moment. He imagined the glint in her eyes and the way her lips curved effortlessly into a smile, and...

The Demon King pursed his lips and quickly drove that nonsensical picture out of his mind, silently chastising himself for having those thoughts. His face was expressionless, but his heart was not calm. This act of closing his eyes reminded him of what Yue Ran had done when he had shut his eyes before. Although they failed to kiss, the nervousness at that time still made him feel a little uncomfortable. He even wondered if this young woman asked him to close his eyes because she wanted to kiss him secretly in public. If so, this young woman was really... too rude.

But for some reason, Silas felt a little nervous in his heart, especially when he thought of that scene.

Silas felt his ears heat up, betraying him, revealing his internal turmoil even as he fought to maintain his stoic demeanor. The calm exterior he presented was at odds with the whirlwind of feelings churning beneath the surface. What was this young woman truly up to?

He had been waiting for a long time, and the young woman still did not move at all. Silas became a little impatient and asked, "What are you doing?"

"..." Only silence reached his ears.

"Leila, you’d better not mess around; otherwise, I will really punish you... Do you hear me?" Silas began to speak again, his voice hurried and testy. "Why do you not answer me? What are you doing?"

Restless, Silas abruptly opened his eyes, immediately scanning his surroundings. But there was no one in front of him, and Leila’s figure had long since disappeared. A cold realization washed over him; her request for him to close his eyes had not been a moment of intimacy or vulnerability, but rather a clever ploy—a distraction to buy herself just enough time to slip away unnoticed.

...This liar.

"Good! Very good!" She tricked him again!

Silas clenched his jaw, his teeth grinding together as a wave of anger surged through him. His fists tightened, nails digging into his palms, and each breath felt heavier. At the same time as he was angry, he also felt a creeping panic and tension in his heart. He had genuinely believed that this young woman had chosen to spend time with him to have fun... But now, in the harsh light of reality, it became painfully clear that this liar had deceived him, weaving a web of lies around him from the very start, all to facilitate her hasty escape.

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On the other side, Yue Ran was moving swiftly in the crowd. Fortunately, there were many people on the Lantern Parade, and she was about to escape successfully. With each step, she felt a mix of relief and exhilaration, grateful for the throngs of festival-goers that surrounded her, which was making her escape all the more plausible.

Just as Yue Ran was about to disappear into the bustling crowd, a young man’s voice cut through the noise, piercing the air behind her. "Hey, young lady, you dropped something!" His voice was urgent, laced with concern that made her pause.

Not only did he shout, but he also sprinted after her, determination etched on his face. The commotion drew the attention of curious passers-by, who turned their heads, momentarily interrupted from their conversations and errands. In the chaos, Yue Ran felt the crowd jostle her, her heart racing as she glanced back, half-turned as if caught in a whirlwind of uncertainty. It was in such a situation that she was caught up by the young man behind her with half of her body turning sideways.

"Young lady, do not run away; you lost your purse..." The young man breathlessly handed the purse over. His tone was kind, filled with sincerity as he held out her lost possession.

"Thank you," Yue Ran replied. With a quick nod of appreciation, she turned and hurried away.

As the chaotic murmurs filled the air, Silas, ever alert to his surroundings, turned his gaze toward the source of the commotion not far away. His sharp eyes fixated on a pivotal moment: a young man was tugging at Yue Ran to stop her. A dangerous glint flickered across Silas’s face as he narrowed his eyes, a predatory instinct kicking in. Without a moment’s hesitation, he surged forward, following the trail of the two figures with purpose.

Yue Ran, in a bid to escape the dire situation, dashed into a narrow alley, hoping to lose her pursuer. But how could an ordinary human woman like her ever hope to evade the grasp of a genius magician who was also the Demon King? As expected, Silas caught her.

Silas’s hand clamped down on the young woman’s shoulder and he pulled her back.