Fast Travel: I Rely on Crazy Literature Raiders

Thinking that Jiang Xu wanted to be quiet, Yan Lan didn't say much on the way.

Jiang Xu sat leaning on the side of the carriage for a while, then suddenly came to Yan Lan's side, "General Yan, please talk to me."

Yanlan:?

He glanced sideways at Jiang Xu, who was hugging his arms. His figure was slightly stiff, and his eyes were filled with a light look of inquiry.

Jiang Xu: "Jiang Meng's voice is all in my mind, and there are echoes. I want to hear your voice, and you talk to me."

Yanlan was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "What does Your Highness want to hear?"

Jiang Xu thought for a while, then took out a book and said, "General Yan, can you read the storybook to me?"

Yan Lan was silent, his eyes moved down, and finally fell on the book cover. The words "The general is sick and spoiled, the queen and the husband dote on her fiercely" came into view.

Yanlan: "..."

This name...

Seeing Yan Lan staring at the words without saying anything, Jiang Xu spoke again, "General Yan? Is that okay?"

"How about you read me a storybook today and I'll treat you to delicious food another day?"

Yan Lan stared at the script for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to reach out and take it.

After getting the book, Yan Lan chuckled, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "The books His Highness likes to read are quite strange."

Jiang Xu pretended not to hear his teasing intention, silently leaned on Yan Lan's shoulder and asked, "Can I lean on General Yan's shoulder and listen to you read?"

"sure."

"Thank you General Yan, you are such a good person."

Yanlan: "..."

Yan Lan's figure froze. After sitting upright for a long time, he opened the storybook and began to lower his eyes. Instead of replying to Jiang Xu's words, he began to read the contents of the storybook.

"The night was as dark as ink. In the dormitory, candlelight flickered. The general sat on the edge of the bed wearing a red hijab, holding a corner of his clothes in his hand. The corner was wrinkled by him, but he didn't let go.

Suddenly, the door of the bedroom opened, and the princess walked in dressed in wedding clothes.

When her eyes touched the person sitting on the bed, the princess paused for a moment, then gently closed the door and walked slowly towards the general.

<divclass="contentadv">'Ah...'"

Yan Lan's expression changed every time he read a word. Each word seemed to be heated, and his mouth was burning tightly. When he read the title of the concubine to the general, Yan Lan couldn't read it anymore.

His ears were slightly red, and he turned his head to look at Jiang Xu, "Who wrote this? Why is this general's name Ayan?"

And the title of the book...

Hearing this, Jiang Xu looked back at Yanlan with an innocent look on his face, "Really?"

"What a coincidence? Let me take a look. I haven't seen it before."

Jiang Xu said, continuing to lean on Yan Lan's shoulder, and read the contents of the storybook with Yan Lan.

"It's really called Ayan. What a coincidence. He has the same surname as General Yan and the same identity."

Yan Lan's hand holding the storybook tightened and then relaxed. After a long time, she asked, "Who wrote this storybook?"

Jiang Xu immediately shook his head, "I don't know, I bought it at a street stall."

As he spoke, Jiang Xu closed the storybook, glanced at the title of the book, and read in a low voice, "The general is sick and spoiled, and the queen and husband dote on her fiercely."

Yanlan: "..."

How on earth did you pronounce these words without any expression on your face?

Jiang Xu continued to lean on Yanlan's shoulder and said, "My identity is really similar to ours."

Yanlan: "..."

Yan Lan didn't say anything, but Jiang Xu opened the book again, "I'll look at it again."

"After the general's hijab was lifted, a beautiful face was revealed. The general blushed, glanced at the concubine, his eyes were full of shyness, and gently called the concubine, 'Ah...'"

Before Jiang Xu finished speaking, Yan Lan reached out and covered Jiang Xu's mouth.

Jiang Xu turned his head, looked at Yan Lan, and winked lightly at him.