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

Chapter 41: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to "Marry by Force" (21)

"Thank you... girl."

The two words at the end seemed to have been repeated many times, and when he paused, I always felt that he wanted to say other words.

These four short words, spoken in the man's low, hoarse, smiling voice, carried a special kind of tender meaning.

He raised his eyes and took out a pale white sachet from his sleeve. He glanced at the somewhat surprised girl, then Jing Yan smiled faintly, bent down, and tied the sachet around her waist.

"This is incense. Smell it more often. It can relieve your cough."

"It's... a New Year's gift."

Yu Ci blinked and was about to say something when the servant outside the door came to report that the carriage was ready and they could set off.

In this way, the words that were on Yu Ci's lips turned around again and again, and finally turned into a rude gesture and a leaving back.

She knew Jing Yan was looking at her.

But when she turned back, he lowered his eyes.

In the last remaining light, Yu Ci only saw a slender white figure standing quietly in the middle of the lobby.

She raised her wrist slightly, and the purse in her hand lightly touched the man's smiling lips. In a trance, the tassels below swayed slowly.

……

Since Song Yang was still a man to the outside world, it was not convenient to bring Yu Ci, who had an innocent identity, directly into the general's mansion, so he simply bought a mansion in the capital and let her live in it.

At that time, everyone in the mansion was busy cleaning up. In the corridor, two figures sat opposite each other and talked for a long time.

"Everyone in this mansion is mine, you can rest assured and live here." Song Yang handed the tea to the girl in front of him with a smile on his face.

"At the welcoming banquet in three days, I will ask the emperor for permission to marry you. Then you will be the mistress of the general's mansion."

Song Yang paused, then spoke carefully: "If you don't like the capital, we can settle down somewhere else. It's up to you."

The figure's words were convincing, but Yu Ci, who knew the plot, realized that an arranged marriage was not that simple.

In the original novel, in order to obtain the imperial decree granting marriage, Song Yang offered to hand over military power and resign as the price.

She just didn't say anything to the original owner.

Yu Ci lowered her eyes and said, "Ah Yang, don't you plan to restore your true form?"

Her true identity is, of course, a girl.

Hearing this, Song Yang laughed and shook his head: "I have been like this since I was young, there is no possibility of recovery."

How is it impossible? You are the heroine in the original novel who made the hero disperse the three thousand beauties in his harem and enjoyed his favor alone, sister, Yu Ci added silently.

Perhaps because the girl's expression was too calm, Song Yang frowned slightly and stroked her forehead with his big hand: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Just as he was about to call for help, he was stopped again.

Yu Ci shook her head, pursed her lips and said softly: "If you marry me, my father will definitely try to win you over. The court is full of twists and turns, and you have been guarding the border all year round, how can you withstand those cunning old foxes."

Song Yang raised his eyebrows, ruffled her hair, and smiled brightly: "Our sister has grown up."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on. But sister..."

Song Yang paused, her expression becoming a little complicated. She looked at the girl in front of her and asked, "Are the relationships between my sister and Jing Yan good?"

To be honest, when she knew that Yu Ci was in Jing Yan's private residence, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Is there a subtle feeling like a pampered little lamb hovering in the tiger's mouth?

Seeing the doubt in the figure's eyes, Yu Ci blinked for a moment, then slowly said, "My Lord treats me...very well."

Excellent?

Song Yang frowned.

Even though she was not in the capital, she had heard of and had some impression of Jing Yan, who had ascended to the position of the most powerful official at a young age.

The smiling tiger who plays Buddhist beads and the ruthless leader of the Jinwei Guards, the number of people whose property was confiscated could stretch from the capital to the border states.

Would such a superior who never shows his emotions and whose hands are covered in blood really lend a helping hand?
I remembered hearing those Jingyan secret guards report how they took Yuci out of the prime minister's residence when I came back, and I remembered seeing dozens of doctors living in the residence and the huge pharmacy not long ago...

Song Yang's throat choked.

Yu Ci looked at the changing expression of the person in front of him with a smile on his face and nodded: "He is a very good person." Song Yang: "..." He choked up even more.

……

While resting in the evening, Yuci lay on the bed and fiddled with the sachet in her hand.

She lowered her eyes to look at the small object in front of her, reached out and squeezed it, and it was very full, with a crisp sound spreading.

With a casual exploration of his spiritual consciousness, he discovered a long object in the sachet.

Like some kind of talisman paper.

Wow, why is there something stuffed in it like her?

Yu Ci raised her eyebrows and reached out to open the sachet.

Sure enough, among the many hard black medicinal herbs, a talisman paper covered with crimson riddle symbols came into view.

Yuci held it between her fingertips and turned it over, but couldn't figure out what it was for a while.

"Girl, it's time to go to bed."

Outside the gauze curtain, Xia Tao's gentle, urging voice came closer and closer. Yu Ci leaned out and waved the talisman paper in his hand at her:
"Taotao, do you know what this is?"

"Hmm?" Hearing the question, Xia Tao came over with a candle in her hand. The candlelight shone on the talisman paper, making it turn yellow and dim, with an indescribable holy meaning.

"This looks like a lucky charm that was consecrated after a blessing."

Xia Tao took another look and groaned, "I've seen this style... in Bianzhou. It seems to be something only available in Buddhist temples... Miss?"

The girl in front of him had been stunned for a while. Xia Tao waved in front of her, calling her back to her senses.

Yu Ci: "...Okay, I understand, go ahead."

"..."

Xia Tao was puzzled, Xia Tao respected, and Xia Tao left.

The candlelight in the room had gone out, but Yuci could still see clearly with her eyes.

"The one enshrined here is a prince from the ancient country, who later ascended to become a god and a Buddha, saving the world and ensuring health and longevity..."

"As long as you abstain from desire, meat and killing for three days, worship the three thousand long ladders, and pray to the Buddha with a sincere heart, then you will be able to..."

The words I heard in Ganfo Temple in the past suddenly emerged in my mind. As I recalled it, the second half of the sentence gradually became clear:

"If you worship the Three Thousand Long Ladders and pray to the Buddha with all your heart, you will receive a talisman that will ensure your safety and happiness, and a long and worry-free life."

Yu Ci: "..."

The abstinence from killing in the great blessing ceremony, the 3,000-foot long ladder where one kowtows every step, and someone’s red, swollen, and broken forehead and the inexplicable smell of medicine on his body…

All the fragments were connected together, and the girl on the bed was silent for a long time.

She seemed to know something.

During the days of the prayer ceremony, Jing Yan did not go on a killing spree with blood raining everywhere as in the original novel. It was not because she stopped him, but because he did not know how to kill.

Because of abstaining from killing.

There was a red and swollen wound on his forehead, and the body was filled with the scent of medicine. It was not caused by any scratch from a branch.

It was because he had to kowtow after every step as he climbed the 3,000-step ladder, which resulted in his forehead being broken and his knees being bruised.

all of these,
All just to ask for a talisman for her, to protect her longevity and health.

The marriage tree is for her, and the amulet is also for her.

But why did he refuse her approach?

"..."

The talisman paper in his hand lay quietly. In the dim light, Yu Ci's white hand touched the space between his eyebrows and eyes, without moving for a long time.

At that time, in a mansion in the suburbs.

The tall and slender figure sitting quietly outside the corridor, next to a disassembled purse, and a piece of red silk lying quietly on the bony hand...

(End of this chapter)