Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

Su Tang was holding a bowl of wontons, chopsticks poised to pick one up, when the system in her mind started screaming.

She looked at the wonton on her chopsticks, caught between eating it and not eating it.

“Hey, why aren't you eating? I just had a bowl, and it was quite good.” The True Dragon said with a smile, then, as Su Tang stared blankly, with lightning speed, he grabbed her hand and stuffed the wonton into her mouth. “Eat. Your little disciple let it cool for a while, afraid it would burn you.”

Su Tang was caught off guard and wanted to spit it out, but it was too late. The damned True Dragon even kindly patted her back.

“How can you choke on a wonton? Are you too happy?” After saying that, he asked Mo Qinglan, who was standing nearby, to hand her a cup of water.

“No water, only soy milk.” Mo Qinglan brought the soy milk and considerately placed it in front of her.

Su Tang: …

Could she just drop dead right here and now?

Su Tang felt a surge of blood in her throat and finally couldn't hold back, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Although this body had been recuperating for over a year, the severed meridians had only slightly recovered, and her core was irrevocably shattered. Usually, she could maintain a cheerful facade, but this time, she was literally angered to the point of vomiting blood.

Panic flashed across Mo Qinglan's face as he hurriedly supported her. “Little Martial Aunt, are you alright?”

He wanted to know her identity because he was afraid that one day he would wake up and she would be gone again. If that happened, he wouldn't even know where to look for her. Therefore, whether it was despicable or insidious, as long as he could keep her by his side, he didn't care.

The True Dragon tsked twice. “Little Martial Aunt is very vigilant. But don't worry, this thing melts in your mouth; spitting out blood is useless. And…” He grinned, revealing a row of neat teeth, a smile that made one particularly want to punch him. “Even if you really can't make it, I can save you.”

Su Tang closed her eyes, stretched out a weak hand, and resolutely pushed Mo Qinglan away.

“Are you that eager to know my identity?”

Mo Qinglan hadn't held her tightly, and when she pushed him away, he didn't resist. He just looked at her quietly, his voice slightly hoarse. “Does Little Martial Aunt detest me so much?”

Su Tang sat on the ground, looked up at him, and gave a strained smile. “Detest you? I'm afraid that once you know the truth, you won't be able to resist killing me.”

A flicker of confusion and doubt crossed Mo Qinglan's eyes. “Why would I kill…”

Before he could finish, Su Tang, supporting herself on a nearby tree, shakily stood up. She didn't avoid his gaze, looking directly at him, and finally, a brilliant smile bloomed on her lips.

“Brother Qinglan.”

It was a different face, but the smile was strangely familiar. Coupled with the sweet address, Mo Qinglan's pupils constricted sharply.

Leaning against the tree, Su Tang looked at him with an air of calm detachment in her eyes. “Brother Qinglan is still the same as before, always wanting to make everything crystal clear.” She continued, imitating her former naive and innocent manner, asking with a smile, “Isn’t it better to be a little less clear?”

The True Dragon picked up the breakfast beside him. Although he didn't understand what they were saying, it was unexpectedly captivating. Moreover, these two were acquaintances from the past. Judging by that address, there might even be a romantic history between them.

After saying those words, Su Tang acted as if she couldn't be bothered with him anymore and turned to ask the True Dragon, “Your Excellency, how long will it take to repair this body of mine?”

The True Dragon replied, “It won't take long, at most three months. But don't forget that you have to stay here for three years.”

Su Tang hummed in acknowledgement and asked casually, “Then during these three years, can you ensure that I won’t be killed?”

The True Dragon found the situation increasingly intriguing; it was a live performance of love and hate.

“Yes, but are you sure you can survive after three years?”

Su Tang replied, “I’ll live one day at a time. These days are already borrowed time, a bonus.”

The True Dragon didn't know the past between the two, but having lived for thousands of years, he believed he had a good eye for judging people. This young woman, for example, was definitely not a wicked person. Just her eyes, which held a certain indifference to life and death, were not something ordinary people possessed.

Mo Qinglan was clearly still in a daze. He remained stunned, only following after Su Tang and the True Dragon after they had left.

Although he followed, his thoughts were still tangled, his mind a chaotic mess.

The only thing he remembered was that Little Martial Aunt was Yun Qingchu, and Yun Qingchu was Fairy Chuyue. The person he had spent time with recently and had fallen in love with all over again was actually her!

He wanted to laugh, but couldn't. He wanted to kill, but looking at that face, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Over there, the True Dragon brought Su Tang back to his temporary lair, a waterfall surrounded by a barrier, hidden from ordinary people.

Su Tang followed the True Dragon, seemingly calm, but the system in her mind was going crazy.

“Holy crap, the Blackening Value has risen again!”

“Oh my god, it actually increased by 15%! We’re doomed!”

“Hey? Wait, why did it drop again?”

Su Tang looked at the fluctuating data and, finding it too bothersome, simply closed it off.

When they arrived at the waterfall, the True Dragon looked back at Mo Qinglan, who was following them, and raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you going to explain things to him?”

Su Tang replied, “There's nothing to say. I owed him once; he killed me once. We’re even.”

When she said they were even, Mo Qinglan, not far away, froze.

How could he forget? Back then, the entire Yun family, 269 people, all died at his hands.

Yun Qingchu couldn't possibly love him again, just as he couldn't let go of the past and be with her again. Their fates had been severed many years ago.

The True Dragon glanced at the young woman beside him and then at his old friend’s son, whose face was ashen not far away, and finally sighed heavily. “Alright, I don’t really understand the feelings of you young people. But if it were me, even if I died, I wouldn't let go again.”

Su Tang smiled and said, “But Your Excellency, I have already died once. If that young master is willing to let me go, I want to start a new life.”

The True Dragon was taken aback. He looked at the young woman, trying to see a trace of pretense in her eyes. But there was none. There was nothing in her eyes. She had truly let go.

He looked back at Mo Qinglan with a hint of sympathy. The young woman had let go, but this nephew clearly hadn't. The love, hate, and complex emotions were all written on his face.

“Nephew, is there anything else?”

The True Dragon felt that hesitation was the most annoying thing. Either be straightforward and take her away, or let go and stop being wishy-washy.

Oh, wait, there was another possibility between them.

“Nephew, if you still want to kill her, then wait another three years. I won’t allow you to touch her during these three years.”

Mo Qinglan immediately became anxious. He didn't want to kill her; he was just too shocked and hadn't figured out how to face her yet.

However, Su Tang had already spoken to the True Dragon again, not even glancing at him the entire time. She seemed to believe the True Dragon's words and even thanked him. “Then I’ll be imposing on Your Excellency for these three years.”

Mo Qinglan watched all of this, and in that instant, it was as if he had been abandoned by the world.

He really… hadn't wanted to kill her.

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