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

Chapter 51: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to “Force Marry” — Jing Yan’s Perspective [Part 31] ()

He still rode as fast as he could to the mansion.

When he stood outside the screen, he suddenly became afraid.

Will she get tired of him?

Would you be afraid of him?

Do you want to see him because you are worried about Song Yang being attacked by robbers, so you want to get information from him?

...He suddenly regretted coming here.

Until the girl called Xia Tao's name softly and asked her to come over and play the next game with her.

The clear and soft voice went straight to his heart, making him shake off the coldness of his outer clothes and go in with warmth.

……

She said he was her benefactor.

Ok,
Do you really want to please him so as to know the news about Song Yang?

Even though he was very reluctant, he told her.

"Look, sir, you want to trap me too."

Mirror Yan did not respond.

Because he really wanted to trap her, in the name of justice.

At the end, the girl stuffed the ointment into his hand.

"It's the adults I'm anxious to see, and it's also the adults I'm worried about and concerned about."

Even though he knew that these were just flattering words, Jing Yan was still very happy.

He was so happy that he wanted to see her and be with her every day, even if he had to trade Song Yang's news for her favor.

He only begged that Song Yang would come back slower.

Just go slower.

……

Unexplained dead pulse, unexplained folk remedies.

He doesn't like dead veins.

Traditional methods are fine.

But ultimately, out of fear of scaring her and also fear of overstepping the boundaries, Jing Yan chose to move next door to the girl and ignored the word "hang out" in the second half of the imperial physician's sentence.

Girls from noble families attach great importance to their reputation and will not be touched by anyone other than their husbands. He cannot desecrate her.

But at night, he still fell into a erotic dream.

Even though he clearly realized that this was just a dream the moment the girl drew aside the curtain, he still couldn't help but sink into it.

It's a dream.

A very real dream.

Is it blasphemy?

It's blasphemy.

But I still don’t want to wake up…

……

He moved out of the mansion where the girl lived.

It was more like a dream than a move. After touching the cold side of the bed, I couldn't accept the extreme gap and fled in a panic.

But the girl's pulse was still there.

After much deliberation, he personally selected several hundred warriors and placed them in the outer courtyard of the mansion, and instructed his secret guards to monitor them to ensure that no one overstepped the line and disturbed her peace.

……

Yi Qingye guessed half right.

The reason why he hid it in the Buddhist temple a day in advance was for safety and for his own selfish reasons.

"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 you a safe and smooth life with a long and worry-free life."

Abbot Jingxu said so.

"Ah."

He responded again.

From the foot of the mountain to the top, he kowtowed with every step, praying for her safety and prosperity, and a long and worry-free life.

At noon, a carrier pigeon brought the girl's message and Yi Qingye who came to watch the show.

"Does your knee hurt?"

"You care about her body and her movements every day, but she doesn't know. Is it any use?"

Jing Yan couldn't hear it.

"I heard that there is a marriage tree in Ganfo Temple. If you sincerely write the name of the person you want to be with on red silk and hang it up, you will be able to continue your relationship..."

“What you ask for, you get; what you think about, you achieve.”

Jing Yan took these two sentences very seriously.

"It's just a trick to fool fools. It's not as exciting as the political intrigues in the officialdom."

The man's teasing and disdainful words were right next to his ears, and Jing Yan knew very well that this close friend was already warning him in a close manner.

If this continues, the ones who will be doomed will be Jing Yan and Su Yin, not Yu Ci.

But so what.

Since he has worshipped three thousand long ladders, how could he be without a red silk for marriage?

It was late at night when he finished worshipping the long ladder. Now he still needed to fast for three days and abstain from killing.

After many twists and turns, he found the red silk of marriage and used it to reach the top of the tree.

When he tied the red silk, he thought that the highest was the best.

He only hopes to meet her again in the next life.

He didn't expect anything else.

……

Abbot Jingxu met his so-called benefactor.

benefactor?

He didn't want to hear these two words at all, so he simply didn't send anyone to care.

……

He knew that there would be fools at the blessing ceremony, but he didn't intend to kill anyone.

The crowd was bustling and the noise was deafening. Even with the hat covering his face and the ointment applied, Jing Yan could still feel the burning pain on his forehead and knees.

Unprovoked pain always causes impatience.

Just as he was feeling annoyed, he saw a figure in the crowd.

A woman dressed as a man, she looks exactly like her.

...But how could it be her?

Just as I was in a daze, an idiot came.

He watched the Jinweis perform their duties with ease, and also watched the Jinwei who suddenly appeared and easily deflected the swords of his companions.

Jing Yan listened to what Jin Wei said.

It was obvious that for some reason he felt a sense of kindness.

Wanting to preserve his goodwill.

"You said so, didn't you?"

"grown ups?"

For some unknown reason, he said yes.

As expected, after the crowd riot, Jinwei and the woman dressed as a man disappeared completely, as if they had never appeared.

The search was fruitless, so Jing Yan could only send people to investigate secretly.

He knew Yi Qingye would definitely investigate.
I also know that if I am discovered by this close friend, I will definitely die.

Inexplicably, he didn't want this to be the outcome.

……

Jing Yan had just received the amulet when he received the flare and letter from the mansion.

Ignoring the puzzled call of his best friend behind him, he rode at full speed alone, using his martial arts skills, and hurried all the way back to the mansion.

If something happened to her...

Jing Yan gritted his teeth.

Just thinking about it was enough to make him collapse.

When he arrived, he was almost stiff, blank, and could not control the strong smell of blood in the yard. "Sir, the third girl was frightened and has been resting for a long time. Do you... want to go and take a look?"

An Yi beside him narrated a lot of things in a dense and confusing manner, but Jing Yan only heard this sentence.

He entered the house, not thinking that she was still awake.

She threw herself into his arms.

She bandaged his wound.

"Am I... an outsider to you, my Lord?"

Do not,
No.

If possible, he never wanted to just listen to her calling him a polite yet distant adult.

But he can't.

So he lied.

……

He did not let Yi Qingye go.

He did not draw his sword because the person before him was his best friend.

The punches hit the flesh because the person in front of him was trying to touch him without knowing the consequences.

……

Song Yang is back.

She will leave.

……

She gave him a purse.

very happy
Song Yang didn't.

He also stuffed the amulet he had prepared long ago into the sachet.

I just hope she has peace and happiness in her life.

……

[Yuchi]
...red silk?
The red silk he hung on the marriage tree?
In an instant, all the fragments began to connect, his mind went blank, and he only knew to go to the Buddhist temple.

……

The red silk he had hung was indeed gone from the tree, but there was another one.

［Mirror］
"..."

There is one more thing, please ask him.

"What if the afterlife you seek is this life?"

"Don't regret it. Don't be like me."

Jing Yan: “…”

……

He found her.

And she was waiting for him too.

……

She said that the husband she missed in Nanxiangdiao was him.

……

Bizarre?
He was only worried about whether she would leave.

Ok,
Just don't leave.

He doesn't care about the rest.

……

All the knots and contradictions were sorted out.

He had never been so happy.

Besides, he never seemed to say—

In fact, he secretly withheld many letters from Song Yang.

Ok,
All of them were thrown into the box and gathered dust.

Ok,
It doesn't matter if you say he is bad.

……

After sending her to the prime minister's residence in the middle of the night, he found Song Yang.

That guy didn't sleep.

And after listening to the whole story, his face turned black and he started fighting with him.

Hum ╭(╯^╰)╮

I couldn't beat him, and I was injured, so I could only send Xia Tao over obediently╭(╯^╰)╮

……

In the middle of the night he knocked on Yi Qingye's door again.

He personally urged his bewildered best friend to write the imperial decree granting the marriage.

Although a bit unethical.

But I'm so happy.

……

Why is Song Yang always here?

"I'm sorry, we've always been so loving."

The intense sense of crisis makes Jing Yan constantly show off in front of Song Yang, as if this is the only way to dispel some of their childhood sweetheart feelings.

……

Ci Ci always asks him why he doesn't want to get married.

Ok,
He didn't know, he just wanted to stick to it.

……

Song Yang is a woman.

…Women cannot get too close to Cici.

……

The best friend who originally disdained love finally fell into trouble and left a pile of broken things to him and left.

never mind,

Just consider it as a thank you gift for the imperial decree granting the marriage.

……

Yu Wen was always eager to make a move, and Yu Qiu, who was abroad, was about to return to the north.

He simply imprisoned Yu Wen in disguise, and then arranged for people to eliminate Yu Qiu directly abroad.

As for that concubine and that woman who was said to have gone a little crazy in the Jinwei Yamen...

Ok,
Deal with them together first.

……

On the day of the wedding banquet, Yi Qingye, who had disappeared for a year, turned into coal.

...It looks like he has been working a lot.

That being said, they are still close friends.

...Not when I'm drinking.

This brat obviously wanted to get him drunk.

He has been a vegetarian for a year, so there is no way he wouldn't have meat tonight.

Humph, go get drunk on your own╭(╯^╰)╮

……

She is really beautiful.
It's even more beautiful when it blooms under him.

"lady……"

“Cici…”

"My heart pleases you."

The red silk was entangled and the Buddhist beads rolled down. His prayers and desires were answered in this life.

(End of this chapter)