After Transmigrating as a Ger, I was Spoiled by the Whole Organization [BL]

The forest had lots of overgrown weeds and all kinds of bushes and dry twigs. The original owner had a delicate and fragile body that when he was scratched by a twig, a wound immediately appeared- so painful that his eyes teared up.

But he had no time to care about that anymore. Despite of the pain, he gritted his teeth and still ran forward.

He didn't choose to walk through the road lest the troops would found him there, and he also feared of being caught by the mountain bandits.

If either the two of the groups had found him first, he will still die in their hands.

He believed that it would be much more safe to hide within the woods, but when he hadn't even ran off for so long, he immediately heard the steps of someone chasing after him and a shrill voice of a woman: "Stop right there Zhao Yan! This marriage is bestowed by the Emperor, so if this is delayed, you will be...."

The woman had a large group of people following behind her. Seeing this, Zhao Yan got so frightened that he immediately ran more faster without looking back.

"Faster! We must catch him!"

Zhao Yan kept running and running as he cried, until he encountered a handsome man in an overall black robes, chopping a wood with a knife.

Despite his fear towards this man, he still rushed towards the man and hugged the arms that was gripping the knife as he cried and begged him: "Please help me, I beg you, help me...."

Those people kept getting closer and closer, yet the man still didn't stopped from his movements. He only continuously trimmed the tree trunk from his hold until it got even sharper and sharper. He seemed to be making a weapon.

But Zhao Yan's mind is entirely filled with those people who's coming after him, hence he didn't take notice of the man's actions. He only unceasingly begged him: "I beg you, help me please. I don't know them at all, but they're all trying to force me to marriage and they're also planning to kill me. Please help me, I beg you...."

Hearing these words, the man finally looked at him.

Zhao Yan is a Ger who looked extremely beautiful. There was a tiny cinnabar in between the space of his eyebrows; his lustrous eyes were filled with fear; his trembling red lips had a rouge that was already smeared, and tears flowed down his fair and clear cheeks that also had pink rouge on both side.

He was kneeling on the ground as he clutched the man's hand, looking very pitiful and vulnerable.

The man's eyebrows began to knit together: "You seriously don't know them?"

Zhao Yan frantically shook his head: "I don't know them, I don't know them. I beg you please, please help me"

The man immediately nodded, then bent over to embrace Zhao Yan's waist, easily carrying him in his arms before he hopped off within the depths of the forest. After a short while, he finally stood atop a tree branch and easily concealed himself from those people who's chasing after them.

Throughout the whole journey, Zhao Yan's head were going around circles and his senses were in a muddled state. He had just asked a man for help. He was naturally fine with just having a person he could reason things out with and assist him in avoiding those people, but he just didn't expected that he would encounter a man this impressive.

Zhao Yan then subconsciously looked up to observe the man.

The man had an apathetic gaze, possessing no emotions nor expressions on his face, and he looked quite solemn. He has an overall sharp appearance, which made him look rather ferocious, but with his tall and erect nose, as well as those alluring lips, this made him look more handsome.

If he smiled, that would be such a stunning sight.

Just as when he was still in a trance, the man carrying him already jumped down to the ground.

Zhao Yan's whole body instantly quivered in fright, and when he was already on the ground, he was a still a little unsteady that he still kept on tightly clutching the man's clothes.

But the man didn't push him away, but rather, he coldly asked him: "What's your name?"

Zhao Yan was dumbfounded for a moment. But since they were already this far away from the Imperial City, perhaps the people living here shouldn't know about his marriage nor they could recognize him.

Also, he couldn't bear to lie to the person who saved him, so after some hesitation, he finally replied: "I- I'm called Zhao... Zhao Yan"

As he spoke of his name, Zhao Yan also started probing around his body and looking for something. Because the original owner was born from a wealthy family who's also getting married to someone, he should be carrying something valuable in him. Unfortunately, he couldn't find anything in his body at all, but a silver hairpin tied on his hair.

He quickly handed it to the man in front of him, only for his hand to be pushed away.

Zhao Yan curiously looked up towards the man, and saw that his eyes somewhat had an indignance in it.

He was stupefied for a moment, then he immediately retreated back in fear and asked him with a small voice: "W-What's wrong?"

The man didn't reply. His eyebrows only tightened, and the anger in his eyes became more heavier and heavier. Just as when Zhao Yan was about to turn around and run away, it was at this time when the man suddenly opened his mouth: "Ling Yuan"

Tears were threatening to fall down from the corners of his eyes as Zhao Yan uttered in confusion: "Huh...?"

Ling Yuan: "My name is Ling Yuan"

Zhao Yan didn't know what he should do and only stood there dazedly for a while, before he awkwardly praised him: "Y-Your name sounded really nice... really nice"

Ling Yuan: ......

When Zhao Yan had just finished speaking, he immediately felt Ling Yan's fierce gaze, causing him to shiver in fear.