Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

ent to Chu Qi’s room.

Chu Qi was sitting on his bed, reading a military treatise.
He was not at all surprised when she walked in.

“Lil Qi, did you take a nap?” Ji’er approached him and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Chu Qi looked up from his book and turned his gaze to her face.

She was still bleary-eyed from having just woken up, and her hair was tousled too.

“You just woke up?”

“Yes,” Ji’er answered softly, her beautiful eyes seeming to speak volumes as they gazed at him.

Chu Qi paused, then said gently, “Go and have a cup of water.”

Ji’er nodded.
“All right.” She rose and took a few steps when a thought came to her, and she whipped her head around to look at him.
“You remember that?”

“What?” Chu Qi’s gaze landed on her dress.

“You remember my habit of drinking water whenever I wake up,” Ji’er said softly, joy apparent in her every word.

“Yes,” Chu Qi replied nonchalantly before he looked away.

Ji’er, oblivious to his strange reaction, headed to the table cheerfully to pour herself a cup of water.

Chu Qi’s eyes flickered to the mysterious red stain on the edge of the bed.

When Ji’er returned after having had a drink of water, she noticed the odd look in his eyes and followed his gaze, only to see a red stain right where she had sat just now.
The instant she realized what it was, her mind went blank, and she flushed furiously.

That was her…

Panic-stricken, she instinctively put her hands behind her back.
When Chu Qi looked at her, she could not help herself from stammering, “I-I…”

After a moment of silence, Chu Qi said comfortingly, “It’s all right.” Throwing the covers aside, he got out of bed and instructed her, “Wait here—I’ll go and get you some clean clothes.”

“All right.” Ji’er hung her head in shame.

Chu Qi regarded her for a moment before turning on his heel and walking out.

Ji’er’s room was right next to his.

Chu Qi strode in and opened her wardrobe.

After picking out a set of clothes, he turned to leave when something fell out from the heap of fabric and landed on the floor.