The day Lan Jianxi transmigrated into a game NPC, the System made it perfectly clear: if she wanted her freedom back, she had to raise the young man from the Bai family, who carried the hopes of his entire clan, into the future leader of the righteous path.
Back then, the boy was still a shy, delicate flower, with clear eyes as pure as snow. He was a gentle, courteous young gentleman, but whenever he saw her, he blushed until his fingertips trembled.
Lan Jianxi was delighted. Raise him well, and she could escape. Maybe she could even score herself a comfortable retirement.
She was still a little sprout herself, but already devoting all her attention to figuring out how to raise him. She found every excuse to stuff him with pastries, and whenever she saw him being bullied, she rolled up her sleeves and defended him.
Who knew she’d get exposed on her very first transmigration?
The second time, she got killed.
The third time, he cornered her against a wall, eyes red. The obsession surging in the once-clear gaze was unmistakable. “Where are you going? You’re not taking me with you?”
Worse still, her NPC face attracted far too much attention.
Her pure-hearted junior brother chased her halfway up a mountain with medicine for her wounds. “Senior Sister, I-I can help you apply it?”
The abstinent Immortal Venerable appeared from the sky when she was in danger. Even with his white robes stained in blood, he only cared about checking whether she was hurt. “Come back to the sect with me. I’ll protect you.”
Her tsundere childhood friend showed up with a sword. “Stay away from that Bai kid. He’s up to no good!”
Lan Jianxi: Thanks for asking, but what’s better than escaping? Romance? No thanks!
Watching all those admirers around her, he panicked.
One look at her, and he knew she still wanted to slip away. He yanked her back. The young man bent down and kissed her until she could hardly breathe, his thumb rubbing her flushed lips. His voice was hoarse and burning. “Still leaving?…”
Lan Jianxi was stunned.
