When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

"Master, are you awake?"

Qi Yan opened his eyes, and a surprised voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Looking at the carved solid wood bed board, Qi Yan's mind roared, and the pain like needle pricks hit him, causing him to frown and take a deep breath of cold air.

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This is an overhead time travel article. The heroine He Hui traveled to the prime minister's unfavored daughter. A few days ago, the emperor ordered the prime minister's daughter to marry the general Pu Yangzheng.However, Pu Yangzheng's previous wives all died within a month after they got married, and rumors of a great curse spread.

The prime minister doted on the concubine's daughter, but was no match for the concubine's crying, so he threw the concubine's daughter He Hui into the tiger's den.

However, He Hui, who came through time, was smart and wise, and his self-confidence and pride attracted the upright Pu Yangzheng, and warmed his cold heart after fighting bloody battles on the battlefield. People retreat to the valley and live a free life.

And Qi Yan's role this time is the behind-the-scenes boss of the largest brothel in the capital—the enchanting and beautiful male second Qi Yan.

Now is the time when the emperor has just ordered the prime minister to marry a daughter, the hero and heroine have not met yet, and he is just being his own behind-the-scenes boss with peace of mind.

Qi Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and as usual, he gave a charming smile, staring blankly at the little servant who was about to serve him to clean up.

"What are you thinking, little idiot." He leaned over and took away the wet handkerchief from his hand: "Tell me, is there any big order in the building recently?"

The waiter suddenly lowered his head, blushed and said: "No, there are no guests with any background..."

"Huh?" The lazy and raised ending sound made people's hearts flutter: "Really?"

"Really—" Before the waiter could finish speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something: "Ah, that's right! The General's Mansion sent someone a few days ago to ask the singer from our building to come to the General's Mansion tomorrow to help the fun."

"Tomorrow?" Carelessly wiped the cheeks that looked like peeled eggs: "Have you chosen a good person, don't make any mistakes."

"No, it's Sister Ningyuan who went this time."

"The General's Mansion is no different..." Qi Yan's voice showed some seriousness, he waved his hand, and sent the servant: "Go down and pass the word, I will go together tomorrow."

"……Yes."

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This is the first time that the general's mansion has passed on a singer.

The beautiful throat is definitely a condensed kite, and the colorful gauze dances gracefully to accept the pity of the river.

No one in the capital knows that there are two good people in the Hehuan Building: Miss Ningyuan's singing is soft and melodious, and Miss Lianchuan's dance moves are unprecedented.

The general is stationed at the border, and the mansion in the capital is like an empty house.This time, when he returned to the court after a great victory, he naturally arranged a banquet for the guests.The general must have never heard of Ning Yuan, so the singer invited this time must have heard what someone said.

Sitting in Ning Yuan's sedan chair, Qi Yan played with the white jade finger in his hand, with a faint smile on his face.

"Why is the young master so happy?" Ning Yuan poured a cup of warm tea and handed it over, and after he took it, she gently squeezed his shoulder.

"Oh? Why is this young master happy?"

"Young master, if you don't tell me, Ning Yuan can see it too." With a coquettish sound, Ning Yuan raised her head and looked at Qi Yan with a ruddy face.

The man in front of me is so beautiful, it's breathtakingly beautiful.

If he were a woman...there would never be any more beautiful women in this world.

Ning Yuan's face was covered with a layer of obsession, and the strength of pressing her fingers on her shoulder became more and more gentle.

In the next second, Qi Yan brushed her hand away.

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