Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

Qi Yang has been staying in the courtyard for the past few days.

The day after their conversation, Qi Yang woke up at the same time as before. She groped her way up to go to the main room to serve, but was stopped at the door by a maid named Bi Tao. "Miss, the young master instructed that you should rest well and that you don't need to do those things anymore."

Qi Yang was taken aback. "Then who will do it?"

Bitao smiled, her smile carrying an ambiguous meaning. "The young master has arranged for someone else to come, so you just need to focus on recovering."

Qi Yang then noticed that there were several unfamiliar faces outside the side room. They were all sent by Shen Hengzhi to take care of her daily life. She stopped trying to make a fool of herself and locked herself in the side room, pondering those things over and over again.

For the first two days, Qi Yang tried to find something to do, but as soon as she started, someone else would take the job first. Eventually, she simply gave up and stayed in the side room all day, either reading or spacing out.

Shen Hengzhi has been busy these past few days.

Lin Mingyuan's affair caused quite a stir. Qi Yang listened to the system's report and had some understanding of the plot's progress. He had been imprisoned in the Marquis's private jail, the Lin family's last few shops in the capital had been sealed off, and several servants involved had been beaten half to death and thrown out of the mansion.

Shen Hengzhi is serious this time. Since Lin Mingyuan was able to extend his reach into the Marquis's mansion, he probably expected this day to come.

Although the two lived in the same courtyard, they rarely had the chance to meet.

Shen Hengzhi would often leave before dawn and return late at night. Each time he returned, he would walk unhurriedly past the main house, stop at the side room, pause at the door for a while, but never knock, and then leave after a while.

Qi Yang knew this was what he meant by "giving yourself time".

She didn't know what he was thinking while he stood outside the door, but she felt her heart pounding like a drum.

The system seemed to have detected it as well. It didn't quite understand, but as a string of data, it could analyze it to know that the host did not seem to be completely indifferent to the male protagonist.

It wondered, "Host, why don't you just go along with the male lead? The original plot is only a reference; it didn't actually happen. If you get together with the male lead, it'll be like rewriting the ending."

At this point, Qi Yang would say listlessly, "What do you, a system, know?"

system:……

One day, Shen Hengzhi returned home earlier than usual.

Qi Yang was still awake, and she lay on the couch flipping through a storybook she had somehow found.

Through the dim candlelight outside, Shen Hengzhi could make out the slender figure. He had been avoiding meeting the two of them for the past few days, not only because he was busy dealing with Lin Mingyuan's matter, but also because he wanted to give Qi Yang time to sort out her feelings.

But now, just seeing a shadow was enough to make him lose control.

This time, the footsteps didn't fade away; instead, they knocked on the door. Qi Yang paused slightly, put down her storybook, and went over.

Shen Hengzhi stood at the door, his shoulders still damp with night dew. His eyebrows and eyes appeared particularly deep under the lamplight, with faint dark circles under his eyes.

He glanced at her and politely asked, "May I come in?"

This is his territory, can she stop him?

Qi Yang nodded and subconsciously moved to the side.

Shen Hengzhi ignored her evasiveness and walked straight in, sitting naturally at the table.

Qi Yang waited quietly, unsure of what to say.

They had barely spoken in the past few days, and now that they were in the same room, they felt somewhat at a loss.

Shen Hengzhi took a sip of tea, then suddenly reached out and naturally wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Qi Yang froze. His arm was strong and warm, and through the thin nightgown, she could almost feel the calluses on his fingertips.

"Have you been eating properly these past few days?" Shen Hengzhi rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice low and muffled as it reached her ears.

Qi Yang nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Shouldn't the young master already know all this?"

She was surrounded by Shen Hengzhi's men, and her every move was reported to him. It was estimated that Shen Hengzhi knew exactly what she did every day.

Upon hearing this, Shen Hengzhi chuckled softly without refuting. He placed his hand on her slender waist, his movements carrying a casual intimacy. His breath brushed against her hair, the warm air seeming to carry some kind of hint, making her tense up all over.

He suddenly turned her around so that she was facing him.

Shen Hengzhi's gaze traveled from her eyebrows and eyes down to her lips, his eyes darkening as if he were preparing something.

"Have you missed me these past few days?" He lowered his head, pressed his forehead against hers, their noses touching, their breaths mingling, their lips almost touching. "I've missed you terribly."

Qi Yang's heart was pounding like crazy.

She could clearly see her own reflection in Shen Hengzhi's dark pupils, looking flustered and anxious.

As Shen Hengzhi slowly approached, his lips almost touching hers, Qi Yang tilted her head slightly, and his soft lips brushed against her earlobe.

Shen Hengzhi raised his eyes, completely unconcerned by her evasiveness, and laughed, "I've been dreaming about you every night these past few nights. Guess... what I dreamed about?"

Qi Yang's fair face turned red at a visible speed.

How could this person be so reckless?

She pursed her lips and remained silent, pretending not to hear anything.

Shen Hengzhi wasn't angry. After a couple of breaths, he slowly straightened up. "Don't worry, I won't touch you. I just want to hug you."

He glanced around the room. "Why aren't you using the things I gave you these past few days?"

Qi Yang's eyebrows twitched.

Although they rarely met, Shen Hengzhi's gifts never stopped. He would often send over dresses made of fine fabrics, and the jewelry alone was enough to fill two large boxes.

"I don't go out, so I don't have the chance."

"Hmm, then I'll give you something you can use in the house tomorrow."

Perhaps Qi Yang's thoughts were too sinful, but she felt that the sentence was ambiguous. However, she glanced at Shen Hengzhi's expression and saw that he was not joking with her, so she gave up.

Shen Hengzhi hefted her soft flesh and asked, "May I ask you in advance, what are your thoughts these past few days?"

Qi Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and she hesitated before saying, "Your Highness..."

"Please feel free to speak."

The young girl twisted the dress in her hands. "Did the prince mean for me to be his concubine that day?"

Shen Hengzhi raised an eyebrow, but before he could speak, she suddenly adopted an arrogant posture, "I don't want to be a concubine's maid."

Shen Hengzhi's thin lips parted slightly, only to be interrupted again.

"I don't want to be a concubine either."

Qi Yang blinked, feigning a difficult demeanor, "I would never share a husband with another woman."

As she spoke, she glanced at Shen Hengzhi's expression. With such a firm refusal, the male lead probably wouldn't agree anymore.