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

"I heard... the general is the only seedling in the family?" Jiu Yan slightly raised his brows, the conversation and testing with Han Chengyu continued.

Han Chengyu nodded without thinking: "Indeed, my father and elder brother have both passed away, and I am the only one left in the Han family."

He was sitting upright, and even tidied up his clothes, as if he was on a blind date and waiting for the other party to ask.

Well, it is right to know about the family situation before getting married.

"Yeah." Jiu Yan nodded approvingly, then played with the wine glass and asked softly: "Then if you marry me, how will the blood of the Han family continue? You must know that you will not be able to have children."

Han Chengyu blushed again, he...of course he couldn't have a baby.

"Or... are you going to take a concubine?" He said one sentence after another, not giving him time to think, deliberately making things difficult for him, with playful eyes and a slightly teasing tone.

"No, no, no... Han will never do something like this." Han Chengyu quickly waved his hands, "Don't worry about this, the blood of the Han family will not be broken. My eldest brother has a child, but it has never been known to outsiders."

"Oh, that's it." Jiu Yan didn't take this to heart, there were eight hundred people who told him not to take concubines, and whoever had a good wife and beautiful concubine after being rejected by him, Sit and enjoy the blessings of all people.

He is also a man, he knows very well that if a man says three points, it is already as good as the sky.

"Well, do you have any questions?" Han Chengyu turned his head to look at him, exchanged glances with him and then moved away.

It seems to be telling him, when I talk to you, I look at you, and I don't disrespect you.

Jiuyan propped her face, her cheeks were as red as peaches and plums, her peach blossom eyes were drunk, she raised slightly, when she looked at Han Chengyu, her pupils were all his face, as if she couldn't tolerate others, she was very affectionate.

"I haven't thought about it yet, what does the general want to ask?"

The two seemed to be flirting in full view, but in fact Jiu Yan didn't say anything, Han Chengyu's expression made the whole atmosphere ambiguous, that uncomfortable expression seemed like Jiu Yan was deliberately molesting him.

"Were you in a bad mood just now?" Han Chengyu continued to ask the question he hadn't answered clearly just now.

"Can't I be in a bad mood?" Jiu Yan asked him back, but his words didn't come to fruition.

"..." With his words, Han Chengyu's thoughts began to diverge.

Why is he not happy?

Is it because the proposal was too sudden?Or does he not like him, or does he already have someone he likes?

For a moment, Han Chengyu looked like a wilted cabbage, and his dejected appearance should not be too obvious. He analyzed and explained to him in a low voice: "The emperor has already moved his mind to give you to me, and you must understand that even if I don't propose today , you will also enter my general's mansion..."

Halfway through the talk, Han Chengyu was distracted. Just when he approached slightly and lowered his voice, he suddenly smelled a faint scent of sandalwood. In this place where the strong fragrance wafted around, it forcefully made him ignore all other smells. can notice it.

Just like this person, so unique that people can't take their eyes off it.

"Huh?" Jiu Yan was listening to his 'quibble', when he stopped suddenly, raised his eyelids and looked over, he knew what was going on.

If he is an old fox and Han Chengyu is a little rabbit who has not experienced much in the world, one can see through his thoughts at a glance.

"Does it smell good?" He squinted his eyes, his tone was hoarse after drinking, and his tone paused.

Han Chengyu pursed his lips slightly, shyness flashed across his eyes, just as he was about to say something, he heard the voice say it again.

"Does the sandalwood on my body smell good?" Jiu Yan asked again with a smile, in a tone that couldn't be more serious.

Han Chengyu was puzzled, this sandalwood should be a calming scent, why did he feel that his whole body was mobilized by the scent, his heartbeat couldn't stop, and the heat couldn't cool down at all.

He couldn't speak, but Jiu Yan still looked at him with puzzled eyes, he could only nod his head quickly, his eyes were clear and bright, with an inexplicable sense of honesty.

"Go on." Jiu Yan casually urged him to continue talking as if nothing happened.

"Well... that's right, um, so it's up to you, but if you don't want to marry Han, I'll find a chance to tell the emperor... I can't wrong you." Han Chengyu's words were thrown into confusion. , picked up a few key words.

"Do you know that he asked me to stare at you?" Jiu Yan made a movement, his left hand turned into a scissors hand, pointed to his own eyes, then pointed to him, the gesture hinted.

"Understood." Han Chengyu nodded.

"Then you still talk to him, will it be helpful?" Jiu Yan asked him with a smile, as if he was chatting comfortably with a friend.

The two of them had no scruples, they were surrounded by many eyes and ears, and they were discussing the people on the dragon chair as if no one else was there.

"It's nothing more than wooing me or getting rid of me. There are ways to keep you from being involved." Han Chengyu glanced at the emperor with a smirk above him, and then at the drunken Jiu Yan who was right in front of him. Said helplessly.

"That's good, how can you not be involved in it?" Jiu Yan's heart moved. Fortunately, although this person behaved like a reckless man, he was rough and fine, and he was not a piece of mud, so he could cooperate.

All the above considerations can't make up for Jiu Yan's feeling that he looks cute, and it's fun to tease him.

"...Okay, that's it." Han Chengyu rubbed his fingers a little excitedly, and was delighted that he thought he had concealed it well, but was seen through by others at a glance.

[Tsk tsk tsk, this is a black-faced scholar who met a thousand-year-old vixen, and took date pills. ]

[I only hope that a mere Han Chengyu can make Xiaojiu have fun, hehehe. ]

[When I looked at it before, I thought General Han was a man, so it looks so cute for no reason. ]

[I can only say that our little wine master is very good at flirting rhythm, does that sandalwood smell good?I just want to say, the perfume is poisonous, the general runs away! ]

[Hahaha, god damn perfume is poisonous hahaha. ]

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The reception banquet is a bit boring for Jiu Yan, he takes a sip of wine from time to time, scrolling through the barrage, looking bored, while Han Chengyu is poured one cup after another, right under his nose.

He sat next to him, motionless as a mountain, didn't lift his butt, he was still silently counting how many cups he drank, but when he looked at it, his eyes were sore, he still had a face that didn't blush, didn't beat, and didn't smile look, and gave up.

I came to a conclusion that this person can drink a hundred times more than him, so you must not fight with this person.

The banquet lasted until midnight, and the two got up together, Jiu Yan took the fox down cloak that Xiaocao handed over, and also took a hand stove by the way.

Seeing Han Chengyu still standing there looking at him, Jiu Yan yawned with sleepy eyes, and then called him in a low voice: "Should we go, General?"

"Oh, okay, shall I take you back?" Han Chengyu blinked, his dark eyes filled with anticipation.

Jiu Yan glanced at the little eunuch next to him. Although his posture of nodding and bowing was very low, he had a strong sense of presence. He stomped his feet to relieve his numb legs: "My family may need to borrow at the general's house tonight. I don't know if it's convenient or not?"

"..." Han Chengyu was confused for a moment, then blushed again and said, "Okay...okay."

Looking at the bright and impure eyes, Jiu Yan seemed to be drunk, and his expression drifted, like a drunk stupid dog sticking out its tongue, he thought of this metaphor, and then he smiled silently.

Xiaocao behind him was expressionless, anxious in his heart, how could this person make such expressions, did he know that his master would only eat this kind of expression?Is it intentional?

Sitting in Han Chengyu's carriage, getting used to the soft cushions and the soft gold silk pillows, he felt that the carriage was not only crude, but also about to knock him apart.

He regretted extremely in his heart that he shouldn't have been in his carriage.

Han Chengyu was a little embarrassed. He also saw the wine-flavored carriage coming just now. It was a comparison between a phoenix and a crow. He didn't think it at first, but now he just felt that the temporary carriage he had found was really not on the table.

For the first time, I felt a little inferiority complex.

"Would you like to sit over a little bit, this side is not so bumpy..." Han Chengyu looked at him with some guilt, and gave up a seat beside him.

Jiuyan shook her head expressionlessly, her drowsiness was gone, and she just wanted to say it's okay.

The carriage jerked violently, and then he hit his head, knocked against the wall of the carriage, and a red mark appeared in an instant, and the skin was scratched.

"Are you, the coachman, driving with your feet?" Jiu Yan had a red bump on his left temple, but it looked serious, but the pain was actually not bad, but this did not prevent Jiu Yan from being angry.

Han Chengyu was so frightened that he quickly opened the curtain, kicked down the man he had captured as the coachman, and then sat outside, his body collapsed straight, not daring to turn his head back: "I'll catch up, I'll come..."

Leaving Jiu Yan sitting in the car alone, he didn't know what to say, and his anger disappeared, and he even felt that his numb movements just now were too proficient, a little funny.

Afterwards, the car stopped bouncing, felt that the road was flat, and felt comfortable, and drove all the way to Han's house without incident.

Han Chengyu's rewarded mansion has not yet been repaired, and he lives in the original old house, with small gardens, rockery corridors, and old slaves cleaning all the time, so it doesn't look dirty.

Then he was shocked by Han Chengyu's operation. When he came out of the shower, he saw his family's land deed and some store books on the table, as if he was giving away his belongings.

"?" Jiu Yan picked up these things and flipped through them casually, then put them aside and asked, "General, what is this for?"

"I got it from the housekeeper, you can take a look." Jiu Yan sat, Han Chengyu looked at him nervously and cautiously as if he was being punished.

"Ha, I didn't say that, General Han is just your stuff. If you throw them into the Nanfeng Pavilion, you won't even see my face. If you want to tie me up with these things, it may not work." Jiu Yan was unusual. Cautious, I just think this is Han Chengyu's method to tie him up, some boys are very similar.

Han Chengyu's mood calmed down, and he said: "These are not means to bind you... I just saw that when my father was around, these were all in the care of my mother, and I thought that if we were together, these general affairs, although cumbersome, would be It's also a fun thing for us to see together, we didn't think so much."

Jiu Yan pursed her lips, with an inexplicable expression on her face, she just said lightly: "It's only the first day we met, is the general too anxious?"

"It's only the first day I've known you, but I've liked you for a long time." Han Chengyu said without thinking.

"Oh, I've heard this too much. People who like me are only because of my beauty. Don't you think this kind of liking is a little superficial?" A hard shell, airtight.

"...I was too anxious. It's okay. Let's take our time. It's getting late. You should go to bed earlier." Han Chengyu was blocked, but he couldn't refute. He could only smile reluctantly, as if he was comforting himself generally.

Jiu Yan doesn't remember that he gave him the last respect in his previous life, and he doesn't know that he has actually been moved by him long ago, and he has endured it all his life without saying a word. Forgot, to Jiu Yan, he is just a stranger.

It was he who was in a hurry.

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