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

In the afternoon, when the sun was setting and the rain stopped, the charcoal cakes in the stove in the room turned to ashes, and the snow bent the red plums in the yard, covering them with a layer of snow.

Jiu Yan woke up leisurely, slept for too long, felt a little dizzy and swollen in the head, sat on the bed and became dizzy for a while.

A clear female voice appeared in my mind, with a tentative meaning: "Can we host the live broadcast, our KPI for today has not been completed yet..."

"It's up to you, just drive it if you want." He waved his hand indifferently, his expression was a little erratic, and he was obviously not awake yet.

Hearing the sound inside the house, a clear and loud voice came from outside the house soon: "Master, are you awake?"

It was Xiaocao's voice, every time she would stand guard at her door, waiting for his orders, no matter how many times I persuaded him, she would always wait.

"Come in." Jiu Yan sighed softly, lazily.

"Okay." She held a copper basin in her hand, which contained hot water at just the right temperature.

He washed his face and hands in one go, and then picked up the cup she handed him to rinse his mouth. His movements were smooth and smooth, and he knew that this was the master who was used to being served.

Then Xiaocao went out for a while, and he stood in the room with his hands propped up for a while, and Xiaocao came in again to find out the clothes he was wearing, and waited for him to put them on.

Jiu Yan raised her hand, raised her head and asked, with a hoarse voice: "Did something happen yesterday?"

"Nothing happened, everything has been dealt with." Xiaocao's voice was as calm as water, and after tidying up his clothes, he stood aside with a low eyebrow.

Today, Jiu Yan didn't need to go to the Nanfeng Pavilion, so he found a black brocade robe for him to wear. The face that was originally indistinguishable between male and female, now lost a bit of magnificence and a bit more mature charm.

"There is one thing. Tomorrow is the day when Northwest General Han Chengyu returns to the city." Jiu Yan paused slightly with the hand that had originally picked up the teacup, and then took a sip slowly.

"Presumably the emperor is looking for you to accompany him into the palace again." When Xiaocao mentioned the emperor, her expression didn't show much respect, but there was a trace of worry about him.

"Just accompany me, why do you show such an expression, your master is originally in this business." The corner of his lips curled up into a sloppy smile, but there was not much smile in his expression.

"Tomorrow, ask Wu Le not to pick up guests, follow me to the palace." He said lightly.

Xiaocao listened silently, and then went to help the cook serve dishes, and after serving him briefly, he went out with the cook in peace of mind.

Jiu Yan was leaning on the bed of the beauty, with a book in his hand, a little drowsy, but he was actually very sleepy, if nothing happened, he could drink water until it was dark, and he wouldn't even feel hungry.

There was a knock at the door, and he moved a little.

"Come in." As soon as the voice fell, a man in night clothes, with a face scarf on his face, only showing a pair of red phoenix eyes. Know how conspicuous.

But he said it was more deceptive.Jiu Yan saw that this was more or less deception.

The conversation between the two lasted for about an hour. After it was completely dark, his night clothes took effect and completely melted into the night.

Soon the lights in the room went out again, a new round of night came, and the people on the road had already approached the imperial city.

The viewers in the live broadcast room are already stunned. This is the shortest time they have watched the live broadcast. Before they even tasted it, the live broadcast has been closed.

In the early morning of the second day, the people sent by the emperor had already arrived at the gate of Jiuyan, but they didn't dare to disturb his sleep, they just stood obediently and waited outside the gate with Xiaocao.

"Aunt Cao, when do you think Master Jiu will wake up? This servant is still waiting to be reinstated." The man was choking, his face was white and beardless, and he had a flattering expression on his face.

The person who caused Jiu Yan to sleep before was his godfather, who had already been sent to Xinzheku by the emperor, so he came to the top. Now who doesn't know that Jiu Yan is favored, they are all used to watching DVDs vegetable.

"Soon." Xiaocao kept her eyes on her nose, her nose, her nose, her heart and her mind, she was unmoved, and she didn't want to talk to him too much.

The little eunuch's anger flashed for a moment, and then he lowered his eyebrows and calmed down again, and stood silently in the porch without further words.

Half an hour passed.

The little eunuch became visibly anxious, and kept looking up at Jiu Yan's room.

An hour has passed.

The little eunuch couldn't stand anymore, and began to stamp his feet unconsciously.

Two hours passed.

The little eunuch's face was pale with fright, and his head was breaking out in cold sweat.

On the other hand, if Xiaocao is still as immovable as a mountain, the little eunuch will wonder whether this person is the reincarnation of the wood spirit, so she won't move?

Just when he was about to risk his life to knock on the door, Xiaocao spoke, but he was not facing him.

"Master, are you awake?" Her voice was obviously much more pleasant, unlike the harsh words just now.

The little eunuch told himself not to be angry, it doesn't matter if he is not seen, as long as the ancestors inside are up.

He breathed out lightly, raised his voice, and shouted as gently as possible: "Lord Jiu, the emperor sent a servant to pick you up into the palace."

There was no echo in the room, but the little eunuch knew that he already knew, anyway, he was ignored, it was not once or twice, he was used to it.

When the wine came out, he was wearing a red fox fur cloak, black boots on his feet, with a sleepy face and no makeup applied, the little eunuch hesitated to speak, but when he saw his impatient eyes, he was frightened I swallowed all the words.

The carriage that picked him up was extremely luxurious, with a jade plaque hanging outside, like a luxurious golden cage, and Jiu Yan was the canary known to everyone in the imperial capital, and he entered the palace unimpeded.

The people from the Nanfeng Pavilion followed behind, because everyone knows that the Holy Master loves men and loves men, and in the eyes of those people, this kind of people is "rising".

Jiu Yan could refuse others, but he couldn't refuse the emperor yet.

He was stepping on to the imperial palace, and went directly to the emperor's bedroom. At this moment, the emperor had already dressed up and was about to go to the banquet. At this moment, his face was as dark as ink, and his face, which was originally beautiful when he said it last time, was now full of sinister looks. , appearing dark and distorted.

But as Jiu Yan stepped into the palace, Emperor Yu Wenjue's face immediately changed from cloudy to sunny, and his face changed so quickly, it was amazing, and before he could get close, Yu Wenjue had already come to hold his hand.

Jiu Yan casually cupped his hands in a salute, slightly raised his lips, and revealed a gentle smile: "Your Majesty."

The smile on Yu Wenjue's face deepened, and he held his hand: "Baby, I miss you so much."

As he said that, he wanted to kiss him, but Jiu Yan turned his head to avoid him, then raised his hand and squeezed his hand, looking at him with curious and clean eyes: "Why did the emperor call the slave here? Just because I thought about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Wenjue didn't have time to get angry, and his expression became gloomy. Thinking of the purpose of calling him today, the look of reluctance overflowed on his face.

There was a trace of embarrassing flattery on his face, his tone softened and was extremely gentle, he refused to let go of the hand that was holding him, holding it tightly as if he was afraid that he would leave.

"Baby, you can feel how I treat you. I depend on you for everything. It's not an exaggeration to say that I have taken my heart out. Now..."

Jiu Yan endured the nausea and nodded, her expression was still flawless, her eyes drooped slightly, she seemed a little uneasy, "If the emperor wants to say something directly, I know it."

"Maybe I will reward you to Han Chengyu today." Yu Wenjue gritted his teeth and said this, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart, but he still said this with pain: "Don't worry, this is only temporary. No matter what, you will You are my man, and I will definitely protect you."

Surprise flashed in Jiu Yan's heart, and he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. After he had a false and affectionate relationship with the emperor, someone reminded the emperor that it was time to go, so he reluctantly let go of his hand.

After the man left, Jiu Yan's face turned cold, it was cold visible to the naked eye, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped the sweaty hand held by him bit by bit, with a look of disgust .

The maids and eunuchs next to him saw it and lowered their heads as if they didn't see it.

An emperor's "affectionate", if it is those girls or men who are in love, they will be fascinated by him long ago.The uncertain emperor only shows his tenderness to you, and is even willing to take the initiative to lie down under him.

The "pepper room special favor" given to him is unmatched by any concubine.

If it wasn't for the eldest princess who had expressed her affection for him long ago, the emperor would not have dared to act recklessly, for fear that he would have already been included in the harem.

But the little emperor used him again and again to contain the eldest princess.

I don't know whether to say that Yuwen's family has too many infatuated species, or that Yuwen's family has a unique vision, and they all fell in love with a man.

And the eldest princess is more infatuated with Jiu Yan than her younger brother Yu Wenjue, because he divorced his son-in-law, and because Jiu Yan didn't want to get along with her, she guarded his Nanfeng Pavilion and didn't allow anyone to disturb him. Even she couldn't do it herself, and was eager to show her "sincerity" to him.

This created this strange balance, but today, I am afraid that this balance will be broken.

But to Jiu Yan, both of them are equally hypocritical and disgusting.

The emperor wanted to use Han Yucheng to attract Yu Wenyu's attention, and he also wanted to use Yu Wenyu to restrain Han Chengyu's growth.

[Fuck, my lord Xiaojiu, my face is so cold, so scary. ]

[This emperor should not be Master Xiaojiu's CP, I feel uncomfortable looking at it, and his eyes are so dark, I don't like it. ]

[No, the emperor should be a cannon fodder. I think the experience of the anchor should be quite bad, and the disgust in his eyes is about to overflow. ]

[Fuck, I'm terrified when I think about it, don't, I'm going to be so distressed. ]

Looking at their concern, Jiu Yan, who was in a good mood, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes bent, and put away the silk handkerchief in his hand, still joking with them in his heart: "See, this is what some boys are used to. The means to achieve the goal is to express how much I love you, how good I am to you, and make you soft-hearted, so as to agree to his request. In real life, how far away from this kind of boy is how far to hide. Do you know?"

[Baby, you look so pretty when you smile. ]

The audience first noticed that the host's mood seemed to have improved, because they cared a little bit, and this realization made them feel uncomfortable and happy for a moment.

[I know, after watching Bao's live broadcast, he must not be used by those who want to. ]

[The little wine is so pretty, okay. ]

[Little wine flies bravely, and wine fans will always follow. ]

Jiu Yan has no time to continue chatting with them, he is going out with his brothers, at this moment the important people of the banquet have arrived, the dancer is on stage, and the sound of silk and bamboo is heard.

The wine and meat are corrupted, and the singing and dancing are peaceful.

Jiu Yan walked in the front, followed by men and women, they were all just to add to the fun, serving wine part-time.

Ignoring Yu Wenyu's strongly suggestive gaze, he sat next to Han Chengyu. He knew Han Chengyu. When he first met him, he was still young and hadn't set off yet.

I remember that was also the time when he was the most famous. Those "noble" scholars took pleasure in writing poems to scold him, and some even judged who scolded him more harshly as "top grade".

That day when he passed by the restaurant, he heard someone arguing inside, and the protagonist of the argument was still him. At that time, he was wearing a cap and wearing simple clothes. When he entered the restaurant, he saw a young man in black, arguing with a group of people. Qun Confucianism.

But the young man was not afraid at all, his gaze was like a torch, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and his handsome face was calm and calm. On the other hand, the other people were all blushing and thick-necked, obviously no one had scolded him.

"Hmph, it's just a male prostitute. Where did Mr. Han Chengyu come to protect him so much? Could it be that Mr. Han is the lustful person that Xiaosheng said? I'm afraid he has already fallen into the sex of that lowly person? That's why So excited and distressed." The self-proclaimed elegant scholar couldn't say enough, so he used extremely ugly words to cover up his weakness.

Han Chengyu's face finally changed, and he became serious. He clenched his fists with both hands, and with a high voice, he quickly finished speaking: "Look at you, you are the most filthy people. You are nothing but scholars. You even wrote some books in the name of scholars." Obscene poems and rhetoric are trying to grandstanding, just a clown's behavior. I and...he are clean and clear, but you are framed by you empty words, it is really disgusting. You shameless people, I really have nothing to say to you Yes. I, Han Chengyu, am not a tolerant person, let’s watch the boxing."

Han Chengyu originally wanted to reason with them. After all, they were weak people, and he didn't want to take advantage of them, but now he couldn't bear it anymore.

He will not take advantage of people's dangers, but he can take advantage of animals' dangers.

He beat them until they apologized and pleaded repeatedly before he would stop, and then he warned them to destroy all the poems, and they agreed again and again.

Looking at this scene, Jiu Yan felt nothing in his heart. The person they said was not himself at all, but stayed for a second longer while watching Han Chengyu's leaving back.

Heart sigh: After all, it is still too young.

These people are the most face-saving, how can they give in so easily, it will only make them feel that this is a little tribulation they encountered on the way to prove their innocence and uphold justice.

On the second day, rumors about the romantic affairs between the only son of the Han family and the leading male husband spread wildly in the imperial capital.

But on the third day, no one dared to speak anymore. All the people who wrote the poem had their tongues cut out, and they could no longer speak.

Later, he became the God of War in the Northwest. I'm afraid he would have forgotten that absurd thing long ago.

Jiu Yan regained consciousness from the memory, and had already knelt down on the soft cushion beside Han Chengyu, with a slight smile on her face, she greeted him in a low voice: "General Han."

Han Chengyu's body was stiff, and he didn't dare to look at the man next to him. He looked straight at the eldest princess Yu Wenyu, who wanted to tear him out of his cramp. Suddenly he woke up, sat upright, and replied dryly: "Hello."

There is floor heating in the main hall, and the cloak has been taken away by the maid. He is wearing a black coat loosely, but inside he is wearing a thin gauze, which is translucent. Inside is a Women's bellyband-style clothes, everyone else is dressed in the same way.

Han Chengyu didn't dare to tilt his head any more, and just stared at the eldest princess with sparks in his eyes. Except for Yu Wenyu, who was a woman, this banquet was all men, so naturally it wasn't that particular.

"Han Aiqing, come, I respect you with this glass." The emperor sitting on the high seat spoke, raising the wine glass in his hand to him.

Han Chengyu turned his head slightly, and stopped staring at the person opposite, but stood up, raised his glass and drank it down, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Jiuyan, pour wine for the general." The emperor spoke, although his eyes narrowed from a smile, his eyes were full of calculations.

Jiu Yan was distracted, when he heard the voice, he straightened up and leaned over to pour him the wine, just at this moment, his black coat fell off, revealing his figure, and the surroundings fell silent.

Han Chengyu's hand holding the wine glass was trembling, and his jaw line was tense. Looking at the long, white arm he stretched out, his eyes followed his fingers holding the wine pot, and he couldn't look away at all.

But the emperor coughed lightly, causing Jiu Yan to pause, and he looked up, only to see hints in the emperor's eyes.

This was because he was afraid that Han Chengyu would not want him and let him seduce him, so he took back the flagon in his hand like a good man.

When Han Chengyu was wondering why he didn't pour wine for him, he heard the sound of water, turned his head, and then couldn't control anything even though his face was red.

He saw the wine smoldering, his clothes half opened, his collarbone filled with wine, the sake made his skin whiter, Han Chengyu's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his mouth became parched.

Jiu Yan lowered her eyes slightly, her face was expressionless, and she couldn't see clearly, but her slightly pursed lips showed that she was not so happy.

He raised his head suddenly, and it has turned into a pair of smiling eyes. The smiling eyes looked at him, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, his expression became enchanting, and he looked at him with a hook at the end of his eyes. His tone was low and there was no intentional temptation, but it couldn't be said that it was magnetic. :"please."

His chin even raised his chin arrogantly, but his eyes were inviting him, Han Chengyu stared at him intently, his shoulders shrank slightly because of the cold air from outside the window, but the wine didn't drop a drop.

The emperor was looking at him, and he had to drink the wine.

It is actually very difficult to keep the wine from spilling out of Jiu Yan's posture, so he just wanted to end it as soon as possible, and shouted in a low voice: "General Han."

Immediately, his eyelids drooped, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he showed an innocent posture. He expected that young man back then would not embarrass him.

But when he saw his red ears and flustered eyes, he couldn't hide his surprise. How could this person feel innocent and cute? Half of his face was already red before he started, as if he was in a panic.

"Ai Qing?" Although the emperor's face was as dark as ink, he saw that his sister's eyes were red with anger, and he couldn't help but want to take a sword to chop Han Chengyu, but when he was held tightly by someone, he was not so angry. even urged.

Han Chengyu moved, he first moved closer, and then said in a deep voice, "I'm offended."

Then he frowned fiercely, lowered his head and leaned closer, warm lips were printed on his collarbone, drinking this wine was the most difficult in Han Chengyu's life.

He propped his hands on his sides, squeezed them tightly, restrained himself from flustered, and put Jiu Yan's whole body under him, blocking the eyes from all directions, his lips trembling.

Jiu Yan was scalded by him, more than half of the wine had been spilled, and in contrast to Han Chengyu's nervousness and panic, Jiu Yan's carelessness, he even had time to observe Han Chengyu's eyelashes blinked a few times, and his lips kissed a few times.

Soon he got up, and before he got up, he put on his black coat to block other probing eyes, and even tied a knot quickly, not daring to look into his eyes, and whispered hoarsely: "Thank you."

He heard Han Chengyu swallowing.

"Offended." "Thank you."

These two sentences made Jiu Yan stunned for a few seconds, and then he couldn't help but laugh. This kind of drinking method is fine for flirting, but if you do too much, it will become boring.

Before Jiu Yan came back to his senses, he heard the man kneeling in the center of the hall, the redness faded from his face, his face was serious, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, he proposed to Jiu Yan.

"Chen Xinyue Nanfeng Pavilion has been drinking with you for a long time."

Jiuyan was dumbfounded, he overturned the flagon on the wine table with his hands, he just felt that he didn't drink today, why did he start to hallucinate?

"I would like to marry Mr. Jiuyan as my wife, and I implore the emperor to grant the marriage, and ask the emperor to make it happen."

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感谢在2021-12-2621:01:56~2021-12-2719:54:05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 mine: Qianqiu Beigu, so because of 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Danqingsheng; 4 bottles of autumn diary;

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