Qin Yan tilted her head.
Her cousin-aunt and cousin weren't just unafraid-they were actually this happy?
She scratched her little head, a bit confused.
"Nope."
Qin Yan pattered over, then stood on tiptoe and beckoned to them.
Li Zhu'er and Wen Boyu both crouched down, looking at her expectantly.
Qin Yan spoke in a whisper.
"His name is Qin Yu. My uncles and I rescued him. My uncle said..."
In her soft, sweet voice, the little girl slowly but clearly gave them a brief account of Qin Yu's background.
At once, the two young women's eyes filled with tender pity as they looked at Qin Yu.
Li Zhu'er said, "How can he be so beautiful and so unfortunate?"
As for whether he was powerful, they didn't know.
That kind of healing ability should have been a good thing, but for Qin Yu, it had become a nightmare.
Qin Yu swallowed the chicken drumstick. He was now wearing something like the historical costumes on television.
But without trousers.
A tail couldn't fit into trousers with two leg holes.
That kind of skirt-like historical costume fit him perfectly.
His clothes were pale pink, and his long, snowy-white hair still hung loose.
The whole person-no, snake-looked beautiful and ethereal.
"Qin Yu, we're leaving. Do you want to come?"
Qin Yan stood beneath the tree and called up to him.
Qin Yu slowly lowered his pale purple eyes.
"We're all leaving. If you don't come, you'll be home all by yourself."
Qin Yu thought for a moment, then slowly lowered himself from the tree.
His snake tail was still coiled around a branch, leaving him hanging down from it.
But his upper body's core strength was frighteningly powerful, just like a snake's, keeping his torso upright while the serpentine part at his waist formed