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

Chapter 45: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to "Marry by Force" (25)

Jing Yan: “Hmm?”

Yu Ci pinched his face and said with a half-smile: "What do you mean you don't want to marry? What do you not want to marry?"

Jing Yan: “…”

The hand on the waist suddenly tightened, with a tendency to spread and grope. Sure enough, the next second, Yu Ci was picked up into the air and laid back on the bed.

The man leaned over and pressed down, and at the same time he coaxed her in an unnaturally low and hoarse voice: "Hmm? We'll talk about it later, okay, Cici..."

There was another round of gasping and begging, until finally, the "wounded" Yu Ci could not find out why she was unwilling to marry.

-

Just like that, three days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was time for the welcoming banquet at night.

As Jingyan's unmarried wife, Yuci was naturally also invited and followed Yuwen to the table.

According to the development of the plot, tonight is the first time that the male and female protagonists officially meet. The two of them fight openly and secretly, and leave a good impression on each other.

But because of her, the two of them had met in Jing Yan's mansion, so they could be considered acquaintances.

In the plot, at today's banquet, a fearless person will drug Yi Qingye, intending to send his daughter to his bed. Coincidentally, Yi Qingye, who is still not sober, enters the room of the drunk Song Yang.

A single man and a single woman, Yi Qingye, who had always been weak in martial arts, fought harder and harder after being kicked in the heart several times, and finally won the girl.

After one night, naturally everything that was supposed to happen happened, and then it was just a game of chasing each other.

Emmm...

I’ll see if I can fan the flames a little and prevent the male protagonist from getting kicked less often, Yu Ci thought silently.

When she and Yu Wen arrived, the palace banquet had already begun for a long time.

This time the banquet was held in the Imperial Garden, which was still in the festive mood of the New Year. The surroundings were decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, and the guests were toasting each other, making the place feel particularly luxurious and magical.

Yu Ci entered the female guest seat. She looked up and saw that Jing Yan was sitting just below the emperor, next to him was Song Yang, opposite him was Yu Wen, and above him was Yi Qingye.

She was sitting not far behind Yu Wen, so her face was close to him.

Yu Ci blinked, but still kept his gaze on the white shadow opposite.

I haven't seen him for half an hour, but he is still as handsome as ever.

The wound on his forehead was almost invisible. Everyone around him was toasting and chatting, watching the dancer in the center with laughter.

He was the only one drinking silently without even raising his head.

Ok,
He is a very good man.

"Ahem, Miss Yu San..."

Suddenly, a soft call came from the side. Yu Ci turned around and saw that it was a girl from an official's family, about thirteen or fourteen years old.

The female guest who can sit in this position must have a high position in the family.

Yu Ci raised her eyes lightly, smiled, and motioned her to speak.

When the girl saw Yu Ci paying attention to her, her face gradually turned completely red. She covered her face with a fan, blinked her watery eyes, and laughed:

"you are so beutiful……"

As he said this he chuckled again.

Yu Ci looked at the girl in front of him who was immersed in beauty and couldn't extricate herself from it. She laughed for a moment, but still thanked him politely.

The girl wanted to move closer to talk, but seemed to sense something and looked across. When she met the pair of eyes that showed no emotion, she froze and wisely shrank back.

"Miss Yu San..." The girl covered her face with a fan and whispered to Yu Ci from behind, "Your Master Jing is so fierce."

Yu Ci raised an eyebrow.

"Don't disbelieve me," the girl pouted, her eyes sparkling, "When you came in with Yu Xiang just now, all the men, women, old and young at the banquet were staring at you in amazement!"

"It's not an exaggeration to say that you are the most beautiful woman in the capital. Just now, those young talents couldn't take their eyes away, as if they didn't see the murderous look in Master Jing's eyes..."

The girl muttered to herself while secretly looking across.

That was good. Suddenly, our eyes met.

Girl: "..."

The fan slowly covered her eyes, she turned around and said bitterly: "General Song is also very fierce..."

Seeing Yuci smiling, the girl became bolder. Thinking of the hottest gossip in the capital recently, she pursed her lips and spoke softly:
"Miss Yu San, can I ask you some questions?"

Also touched by the cuteness of this little girl, Yu Ci nodded in a good mood and motioned for her to ask.

The girl who got the permission blinked and said, "Were you...forced to marry by Master Jing?"

Yu Ci: "..."

Hard to answer? The girl frowned slightly and changed the question:
"Could it be that... Lord Jing stole my love?"

Yu Ci laughed out loud: "Isn't this the same idea?"

The conversation had come to this point, so she simply said, "Tell me, what is the spread outside."

The girl was stunned, frowned and thought:

"Well... Lord Jing, the powerful minister of the Northern Kingdom and the commander of the Jinwei, fell in love at first sight with the third daughter of the Yu family who returned to the capital from the border states. Even though she had a verbal engagement, he still chose to use his power to force her to marry him, thus forcibly separating the third daughter of the Yu family and General Song, who had been childhood sweethearts and pledged their lives together."

Yuci: “…Uh…”

"There's more!" The girl pondered, "Another version is..."

"Lord Jing and Prime Minister Yu have always been mortal enemies. He cannot bear to see the marriage between Yu and Song expand their power. In order to vent his past resentment and anger, he forced the third girl to marry him on the surface, but secretly wanted to torture her and make them a pair of resentful lovers for generations to come..."

Yu Ci: "..."

She laughed out of anger, and lightly held her forehead: "... Why is Jing Yan always the villain who was forced to marry..."

The girl looked at her in confusion and explained honestly, "Because it seems to us, from the sidelines, that Lord Jing stole my love..."

After all, the news that General Song was going to marry the third daughter of the Yu family had been out for several years, the girl added silently.

Yu Ci held his forehead and tried to explain to the girl with rare patience. However, before he could say a few words, the girl covered her face with her fan, with a meaningful expression on her face.

"I understand, I understand."

Yu Ci: “…Understand, understand what…”

Girl: "No matter what, Lord Jing and General Song are both young geniuses, the kind of pillars of the country, and they are both handsome in their own ways. It is difficult for Miss Yu San to choose. I understand, I understand (〃)"

Yu Ci: "..."

The girl winked at her: "It would be nice if women could have multiple husbands. Well... Miss Yu San wouldn't have to worry about it."

Yu Ci: "..."

Yu Ci, who had been choking with sobs for a long time, wanted to explain to the girl patiently, but the latter insisted on thinking that she was the heroine of a love triangle, who was forced to marry, had no choice, and was unable to make a decision.

At the end, Yuci also drank his tea silently.

-

After three rounds of drinking, it was time to commend and reward the people.

Yi Qingye looked at the young man in black who was kneeling on one knee in the center below. He looked at him for a long time with a fake smile before he slowly spoke:
"I've heard that General Song has an extraordinary appearance. Now that I see him, he is even more handsome than the rumors said."

These polite words fell lightly into Song Yang's ears. She didn't even frown, and even though she was kneeling, her body remained upright.

She replied in a deep voice: "I am just a warrior and I am not worthy of your praise, Your Majesty."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries for a long while before finally getting to the point.

Yi Qingye smiled and said, "Song Qing, you deserve the most credit for resisting the foreign enemies. Tell me, what reward do you want?"

He finally got to the point, and the people in the front row all looked over.

Song Yang looked serious, and he kowtowed respectfully. The sound of his forehead hitting the ground was obvious:

(End of this chapter)