Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 40: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to "Marry by Force" (20)

It was early morning, the sun was shining on the streets, and neatly organized armies were spreading out in long lines, with horses' hooves whinnying and clashing, making loud noises.

The most eye-catching figure among them was a young man riding a tall warhorse and wearing obsidian armor, walking in the front.

The young man had a handsome face and a serious expression. His dark pupils swept across the people around him, as if he was searching for someone.

In the original novel, after learning the specific time of Song Yang's return to Beijing, the original owner wrote a letter saying that he wanted to watch the parade of Song Yang returning to Beijing.

Even though Song Yang didn't want her to come because he was worried about her health, the original owner still went.

Yu Ci did not write a letter to express her intention to go, but Song Yang wrote to her in advance, saying that it would be dangerous with too many people and asked her not to come.

Yes, it was not long after Jing Yan had been hiding from her after a night of erotic dream that Song Yang’s letter was delivered to her by Anyi.

Yu Ci stood up and walked to the window. The young man below was surrounded by the cheers of the people around him, and his upright figure did not show any trace of impetuousness.

Riding a horse leaning against the setting sun, with red sleeves waving in the building.

Amid the noise, their eyes met.

The boy's eyes rippled and his serious expression softened several degrees. Yu Ci blinked and smiled at her.

Since then, the former has never taken his eyes off her.

When they were about to pass each other, Xia Tao couldn't hold back any longer. Seeing the streets full of women throwing purses, she jumped up and down anxiously:

"Girl, you can also throw the purse!"

Xia Tao called softly, her mind full of the image of the girl embroidering a purse in the house.

Isn’t this for General Song?
“……”Ah, really not.

Yu Ci did not move, but just looked at the figure below who was about to pass by the attic with a smile.

She knew that Song Yang was a woman, and she also knew that if she threw something, Song Yang would definitely catch it.

But it is not necessary.

She is lazy, and other than things that advance the plot of the male and female protagonists, all other unnecessary actions can be omitted and ignored.

And once she throws it away, Jing Yan will definitely know about it. Once he knows about it, the inexplicably stalemate between them will become increasingly difficult to restore.

Only after the boy's figure was completely out of sight did Yu Ci turn around and pat Xia Tao's head in a soothing manner:

"Let's go back."

Xia Tao wanted to say something, but looking at the girl's indifferent expression, she said nothing in the end.

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When the general returned to the capital, the emperor was very pleased and ordered a reception for her in the palace three days later.

Song Yang came to visit on the second day after returning to Beijing.

Yuci was still sleeping soundly when she received the news. Xia Tao half-coaxed and half-persuaded her to get up and dress up.

When she slowly walked to the lobby, two figures who were chatting stopped talking and looked at her.

Yu Ci lowered her eyes and was about to salute the two of them, but was stopped by Song Yang with a big stride.

"You are weak." The androgynous voice softened noticeably. Song Yang helped her sit down beside him and said with a smile, "No need to salute."

The boy was eighteen years old, wearing a simple and neat black dress, and his dark skin made his face look wild and handsome.

Yu Ci looked at the figure who was much taller than herself, nodded, smiled and gently called out "Ayang".

She pursed her lips and secretly glanced at someone's expression.

Jing Yan: “…”

Song Yang knew that this was not a good time to reminisce about the past. She looked up at the white-clothed man who was silently drinking tea and then came to the center and bowed to him:

"Thank you Master Jing for your care these days. I am aware of Sister Cici's current situation."

Song Yang had a righteous look on her face, but her eyes were not clear when she looked at Bai Yi. She said slowly, "We have disturbed you for too long, so we will leave today."

"If you need my help in the future, Master Jing, please feel free to ask."

The boy's tone was polite and distant. As they looked at each other, an undercurrent of turmoil spread throughout the hall. Jing Yan half-covered his eyes, the Buddhist beads in his hand turned slowly, he looked at the boy in front of him calmly, with a barely audible smile on his lips.

After a long while, Jing Yan spoke in a hoarse voice: "General Song, you are too polite."

He raised his eyes and said, "I treat Miss Yu as my own sister, so it is natural for me to treat her well."

"If anyone bullies her in the future, they should also consider her family..."

After a pause, he said in a hoarse and cold voice, "Can you bear my wrath?"

Such a straightforward support! Yu Ci blinked.

The temperature in the hall had been dropping inexplicably, and when Song Yang met that pair of dark and cold eyes, his body involuntarily tensed up with a sense of crisis.

For some reason, a chill always ran down her spine, making her feel uncomfortable.

It was not until the girl behind him coughed softly that Song Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man in white.

She said softly: "Mr. Jing's intention, Song knows it very well."

No matter how weird the atmosphere between the two people was, the brief meeting ended anyway.

The luggage that Yuci brought to the mansion was not much, but Jingyan had stuffed so much stuff in the past few months that it would take more than a dozen carriages to move it all, and it would take a long time to move it all.

After Song Yang inquired about the special pharmacy, he went to the backyard to supervise the inspection in person. For a while, there were only four people left in the lobby.

Glancing at the silent figure above, Yu Ci coughed lightly and motioned Xia Tao beside him to come over.

She whispered in his ear and coaxed him seriously:
"Go to the backyard and watch those people moving valuable things, to make sure they don't get careless and break anything."

Xia Tao thought it made sense. She glanced timidly at the figure above her, then retreated politely.

Master Jing said that he treated her daughter like his own sister.
Nothing will happen if we stay alone under one roof!

Yuci: “…”Haha.

She is responsible for causing trouble.

Youyou glanced at An Yi who was standing next to the man. The latter had something on his mind already, and when he saw her hesitant expression, he immediately understood what she meant. He quickly bowed, said "I'll go help too", and quickly walked out the door.

For a moment, she and Jing Yan were the only ones left in the hall.

Looking at the gentle and noble figure in front of him, Yu Ci stood up and slowly walked towards him.

"grown ups……"

Since the last assassin raid and the late night application of medicine and bandages, she (he) has not had a good chat.

As if to avoid suspicion, men always avoid her.

In the end, she became the sister he mentioned.

Brother-sister love?

Guess whether she believes it or not.

Yu Ci raised her eyes lazily, bowed to the man, and took out something from her sleeve.

She said softly, "Sir, this is a purse that I embroidered myself, and it also serves as a sachet."

"I put some soothing herbs in it. I thought that you would be exhausted from being so absorbed in the affairs of the court day after day, and that you would definitely be in bad shape, so I came up with this idea..."

She paused, lowered her head, her eyelashes trembled, pursed her red lips, and tried to take her hand back tremblingly, "Forget it, I..."

"Ok?"

A hoarse voice gently interrupted her unfinished words, and the man who had been sitting upright slowly stood up and came in front of her.

Not too far, not too close, but the tall figure completely covered her.

In her sight, a large hand with distinct joints took away the purse from her hand. Yu Ci raised her eyes slightly and met the man's smiling eyes.

[Target Darkening Value -5:65]

The curve of his mouth was very small, but it looked much more real than the smile just now.

(End of this chapter)