After passing through the book, the original book is slag [Quick Transmigration]

I haven't heard the system reply for a long time, and the little elf is also hanging in the air, her wings are flapping slowly mechanically, her expression is dull, as if she is in a trance.

"What's the matter? Why didn't you talk?" Jiu Yan's cheeks were slightly red, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised.

Immediately after the system returned, the elf vibrated its wings again and again, and its green eyes showed a perplexed look: "The host is sorry, because you have been in this world for 26 years, and you already think that it is automatically bound, and you can no longer..."

"That's it, then I'll choose to bind." He bent his eyes, as if he didn't care about life and death, and teased casually, but he also showed a restrained expression, which made it impossible to blame him for teasing.

It seems that just made an innocuous joke.

Before the system had time to be happy, he blinked, his thick and curly eyelashes trembling slightly, and asked curiously, "What's the benefit of binding you?"

"I can show the host... the plot... ah." The system screamed, Huarong paled, took out a small book, and his hands were shaking non-stop.

"Is there something wrong?" Jiu Yan propped her face, her fingers on her chin, her fingers were slender, and she looked at him with interest.

"The main character of the original book is dead..." The system voice was startled, and then the book was unfolded.

The first half of the book has been completely dimmed, and it is no longer bright and colorful text. The system pointed to the dark text and said: "This was originally the plot development of this world, but the protagonist of this world has died. Three years ago, The following words are what happened after the change, because I am experiencing it, so there are still writings to be continued..."

[...Wouldn't this be like other novels, where the world collapses after the protagonist dies? ]

Jiu Yan happened to see this barrage, and was also curious: "That's right, won't the novel world collapse?"

"No, it's not that easy for a world to collapse. If the protagonist dies, the next one will make up for it." The system looked sad and sighed, "It's just that the plot has changed, so the original plot is no longer relevant to the host." It's realistic."

The system blamed itself a bit. It was originally because of their company's mistakes that the host came to this world 26 years earlier, and the body of the person who was supposed to be possessed was cold.

Looking at the host, he feels that he is not doing well. With this status, under the ancient social system where imperial power is supreme, killing the host is easier than trampling an ant to death. Presumably, the host has had a hard time these years. .

Frustration filled her, and now she felt that she was completely useless...

"Eh? I'm still useful! The host can go to the exchange mall to see if there is anything you want! The system will give you a [-]% discount, no, I will give you a [-]% discount!" The system suddenly became happy again, and opened the exchange mall as if offering a treasure.

Jiu Yan originally wanted to read the plot of the original book, but the system said that the plot was useless, but it was not true, some secrets would not change.

But seeing that it was so excited, I also raised my eyes to see it. A light curtain was spread out, and there were a variety of goods, including modern TVs, mobile phones, computers, and some things that might be more civilized than the modern world.

But soon he set his sights on other things. There was no other reason. It wasn't that things in this era were so expensive that they couldn't afford them at all, and shopping malls didn't allow them to buy them.

As for most of the other things, he could buy them if he had the money, so he looked away uninterestedly and looked at the "story" in his hand.

After the system knew that he didn't like her things, it had no choice but to put away the light screen and return to its own space silently, leaving Jiu Yan to sit on the bed and read a book.

At first, his expression was dignified, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and then he relaxed, and even laughed out loud, but he didn't look like he was really happy, he didn't smile, and finally he just shook his head inexplicably.

This novel tells the story of a capable minister in troubled times who assisted Mingjun to take the throne. The male protagonist is Han Chengqi, the concubine son of the Han family. A sick man, everyone said he would not survive.

The Han family is not a wealthy family or an aristocratic family. It's just that the father's generation joined the army, and all three sons joined the army. Because of Han Chengqi's frail health, he escaped this fate.

His father was shrouded in horse leather, and two of his three sons died in battle. Although he did not hold a high position, he was also known as a hero of the whole family and respected by the people.

After his father, elder brother and mother died one after another, Han Chengyu, the youngest son of the Han family, shined brilliantly on the battlefield, showing outstanding military talent.

However, Han Chengqi couldn't bear Han Chengyu's outstanding brilliance. In order to gain the emperor's trust, he understood that the emperor was always worried about the family becoming bigger, so he thought of a way to frame his own brother when Han Chengyu was triumphant, and then implicated the Yao family behind him.

Later, the aristocratic family rebelled, the country was turbulent, and the surrounding countries made a comeback. Then a prince from the former dynasty appeared, under the name of anti-east Futing. This person was Han Chengqi's real master and lover.

He stirred up the situation just to pave the way for the former prince, and finally succeeded in pulling down Emperor Shengwen. After the original book was successful in attacking and restoring the country, he named Han Chengqi as the queen to rule the country together.

But in the original story, there is no such thing as Jiu Yan who is famous in the imperial capital, nor the name of the fourth son of Nanfeng Pavilion.

Jiu Yan had heard of the name Han Chengqi, and he had died three years ago. He died suddenly in the suburbs. It is said that when he went out to worship the Buddha, he encountered a bandit and was directly robbed and killed.

In the end, the commotion made people panic in the imperial capital. It was Emperor Shengwen who sent an army to suppress the bandits to destroy the bandits' dens, which calmed the hearts of the people.

The death of Han Chengqi was a certainty. More than one person saw his body at that time, so who killed him?

Bandits?Jiu Yan didn't believe it, how many years had he been out of bandits, and he met him?Who would be so shameless to rob a bastard?

His expression moved slightly, a dark light flashed in his eyes, then he hooked his sexy thin lips, and said noncommittally: "This is very useful to me."

"Hey, it's good that it works." The system had a happy voice.

The situation at the moment is that Han Chengyu has already won the battle, and his class teacher has returned to the court. He will arrive in the imperial capital in a few days. I don't know how the emperor plans to deal with him this time.

Maybe there is no time to deal with him at all. After all, without Han Chengqi as a military advisor, Princess Anding is still alive.

But these have nothing to do with Jiu Yan, he has not improved his drinking capacity for so many years, but he is also addicted to alcohol, and he has tried his best to last these days.

He covered his lips with a huff, and then mist appeared in his eyes, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a little wetness at the end of his eyes, full of desire.

He waved his hand, and his voice was sleepy and hoarse: "Rest, let's talk when we wake up."

"Okay, okay." The system is now in a posture that can't wait to confess him, so naturally there is nothing to answer.

"Then turn off any live broadcast, well, I'm not used to being stared at while sleeping..." As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, it was a vague and magnetic sound.

The system and the people in the barrage looked at each other. This kind of shutting down of the live broadcast had never happened in the past, because before, unless it was a scene that was not suitable for children, it would be automatically blocked, otherwise the live broadcast would not be allowed to be turned off.

[Hey, you won't really shut down the system, will you? ]

[No, I haven't seen enough, the beauty hasn't talked to me yet. ]

[System, you need to know who is your food and clothing parent, and you can’t ignore profit by looking at sex. ]

The system sighed: "I'm sorry, my parents. Now the host is my ancestor. I will do my best to compensate him. Otherwise, if he complains to me, I'm going to leave. Don't talk about turning off the live broadcast while sleeping. Even if I don’t start the live broadcast all the time, I dare not not do it.”

Audience: ...Why don't you delete me.

Since Han Chengyu was reborn five years ago, he had single-handedly manipulated Han Chengqi's death. After finding out that he was dishonest in private and repeatedly attacked his maternal ancestor's family, he killed him without hesitation.

Since he was 15 years old, in the first confrontation he played, Wan Jun took the head of the coach directly from the middle, and his martial arts were outstanding, so he became famous and soon received the attention of the court.

The reigning Emperor Shengwen was the third emperor of the Eastern Kingdom. There were constant wars here, and the three sides were beset by enemies. Among them, the northwestern border where Han Chengyu lived was the most serious. Most people in the Northern Kingdom were tall, powerful, warlike and ferocious, and they were the most difficult to provoke.

Taking advantage of the domestic turmoil and repeated invasions, the Northwest Army could barely defend the city.

After the general died in battle, Han Chengyu became the general of the Northwest. He burned food and grass, demolished stables, restrained cavalry with spearmen, and used his own weakness to lure the enemy to go deep.

Beiguo was beaten and retreated steadily, and then was frightened by Han Chengyu, who submitted a letter of surrender, expressing his reason for cession of land and indemnities in order to seek a truce, and would pay tribute to Dongguo every year to show respect.

To say that Emperor Shengwen was good at killing donkeys, Beiguo surrendered, and took Han Chengyu's military power under the guise of letting Han Chengyu return to the court and accepting praise.

At that time, the male protagonist Han Chengqi was already the emperor's confidant. He knew that the emperor wanted to deal with the aristocratic family, and he was afraid of those generals who supported their own troops, so he took his own brother Han Chengyu as the surgeon, and took Han Chengyu's maternal ancestor Yao's family as his own. Pave the way and gain the trust of Emperor Shengwen step by step.

But these are all things in the previous life, so don't talk about it.

Han Chengyu is on his way back to Beijing at the moment, but he is not in a hurry at all. Now it is different from his previous life. The emperor and the eldest princess restrain each other, and his throne is not stable. It is time to win him over.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if the emperor really wants to deal with him, it's not like he didn't leave behind to protect himself.

He was riding a big snow-white horse, with a stern face, a high nose and a broad forehead, a tall and straight figure, and a heroic posture. He had the fierceness and fierceness soaked in the battlefield, but also the gentle temperament that grew up in a scholarly family.

He can retract and release freely, and relax with a certain degree, which is properly reflected in him.

Behind him is a group of soldiers, full of energy and momentum, his skin is not comparable to the delicate appearance of the young master who is pampered in the imperial city, but a rough man polished in the frontier desert, not ugly. The taste, it seems that the eyebrows and eyes are extremely firm.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, Fengshen is handsome, and the god of war is Chengyu.

But at this moment, Han Chengyu was riding on a steed, but he was full of thoughts. He seemed to be in love with a man in two lifetimes, a man he had never had a relationship with.

Back then when he was quartered by five horses, it was he who ignored the rumors about his rebellion and left a sentence.

"Heroes don't deserve to be let down so much."

Regardless of other people's strange eyes, they picked him up piece by piece and buried him in a dignified way.

At that time, when he looked at his thin back, he only felt that his mind was in turmoil, as if something had broken the ground, and then because of his emotional fluctuations, his soul couldn't bear it, and he returned to the time when he was 17 years old.

The first time I saw him was at the ceremony to sacrifice to the flower god. Originally, every flower goddess was chosen to be the most beautiful lady in the family, but that time it was Jiuyan who was hand-picked by the emperor.

He wears an exquisite garland of flowers woven on his head, and sits lazily on the table in a splendid red dress, holding a jug of wine, pouring wine for himself carelessly, with a pink flower painted on the center of his eyebrows, which is extremely delicate and charming, but he is more beautiful than others. The flowers are more colorful.

Even if the world looks down on him, no one can deny his beauty.

The tear mole in front of his eyes seems to be so fragile that he is about to cry, but the arrogant and flamboyant between his eyebrows and eyes is like a god who despises everyone, unlike other goddesses who worship flower gods, who are dignified and restrained, with a gentle smile on their faces.

The people below pointed at him, and even cursed loudly, thinking that he, a lowly man, was not worthy of being a goddess of flowers, but he sat on the flowers, and was looked up and worshiped by them.

The petals were floating in the air, and one piece fell on Han Chengyu's eyes. When he took the petals away, he happened to raise his eyes to meet a pair of playful and beautiful eyes like stars, and they looked at each other for a moment.

For Jiu Yan, it was just an inadvertent look back.

For Han Chengyu, he saw into his heart, in his heart, Jiuyan is the most beautiful holy god of flowers.

He didn't even believe it himself, but at that moment, he felt that he was his loyal believer.

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感谢在2021-12-2601:39:31~2021-12-2621:01:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 in Huainan;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Wanwu;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 45 bottles in Huainan; 42 bottles in Hobby Xiuxian; 10 bottles of Ainong Sauce; 7 bottles in Night Pool;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!