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

After figuring out the whole story, I have thought about the ending of everyone, but I don't know how to tell Han Chengyu that his time is numbered, and he may die earlier than the emperor.

His body was really exhausted.

"System, is there any golden finger that I can regenerate or keep?" Jiu Yan asked in his heart, even though he knew it might not be too big.

"Di-di-I'm sorry, there is no way to do it. Potato is just a system. The host's binding and traversal are controlled by the master brain, and...these are all the development of the story line itself, so the system really doesn't matter. There is a way to interfere." The voice of the system replied regretfully after a series of garbled characters.

"Alright then." Although Jiu Yan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he accepted it well and looked at Han Chengyu's eyebrows with nostalgia. Although he had regrets, there was nothing he could do.

The two had a conversation in their hearts, and the barrage was clear. Hearing this, they felt like a bolt from the blue.

[Why is there no other way?System, think harder. ]

[System, you forgot, it was your mistake that caused Jiuyan's result today, it should be the one who was redeemed, why is it so miserable? ]

[How long can the host live? ]

Seeing their questions, Jiu Yan touched his aching heart, and replied with a smile: "Within three months."

He is good at medicine and understands his physical condition very well. If it hadn't been for the active use of internal force with the Eldest Duke that time, maybe he would still have three years to live, but with that attack, it was like a dam breaking, and the flood could no longer be controlled.

[! ! !Fuck!General Han doesn't know this yet, so I really feel sorry for him. ]

[When does the host plan to tell Xiao Han, woo woo, no way, will he really die? ]

In fact, the barrage shows that death is far away. They are used to watching TV dramas, or the death of the program effect in the live broadcast, so it is difficult to accept this result for a while.

The system is playing dead and has not responded.

[I will really thank you, I'm new here, I got a critical hit in the first live broadcast world, and I won't feel any better. ]

[I grass (a kind of plant), if I be, I will complain about your live broadcast room! ]

"I plan to tell him when he wakes up." Jiu Yan replied, originally he had been looking for an opportunity to say so.

But in fact, I don't want to tell him in my heart, and I can't bear to see him sad. It's good to let him and him live the rest of the day happily.

But today, he felt that he should not hide it from him, but should accompany him to get used to it. He was afraid that Han Chengyu would not be able to bear the days without him in the future.

[Help, sos, tears are falling. ]

[Xiao Jiu, don't cry! ! ! ! ]

When Jiu Yan saw the bullet screen, he realized that his eyes were wet. He raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, couldn't help laughing, lay down, hugged the sleeping man in his arms, and closed his eyes with him. How to fall asleep.

[Good afternoon, friends. ]

After saying this sentence, Jiu Yan seemed to have fallen asleep, and even blocked the live broadcast room. He couldn't see some sad words in the barrage, and he would be affected.

He suddenly understood that sometimes Internet celebrities would be moved by their fans. It turned out that it was not all for show, they also really liked him and treated him well, so he was really touched.

He always curled his lips when he fell asleep, and he was in a good mood.

It wasn't until the sun went down and the night fell that Han Chengyu woke up. After a little movement, Jiu Yan woke up, hugged his head and rubbed it vigorously, and didn't stop until it was as fluffy as a chicken coop, hoarse Said: "Are you awake?"

Han Chengyu still had a slight discomfort in his head, but he soon recovered. The familiar light sandalwood smell was very reassuring and he liked it very much.

"Yeah." Han Chengyu buried his face in his chest, recalling what happened to the two before, thinking of Jiuyan going to the palace, he refused to visit friends, he was drunk, he cried, he bit someone...

Thinking of this, he suddenly woke up, and pulled off his loose collar——

Sure enough, all the red marks were gone, replaced by marks that looked like a beast bitten, with serious bruising, some places were swollen, and blood oozing.

Looking at his swollen eyes, Jiu Yan couldn't help laughing, teasing softly: "Look, look at the good things you did, they are all swollen. It hurts me to death."

"Ah..." Han Chengyu wanted to sit up, and was about to give him medicine, but just as he sat up, he pushed him down.

"I'm drunk, I didn't do it on purpose." Han Chengyu looked into his eyes, his brows were tightly furrowed, the pair of eyes that were swollen into walnuts were paired with sharp eyes, it was indescribably awkward.

"Then what should we do? Can we act recklessly when we're drunk?" Jiu Yan is a very bad person, obviously the result of his connivance, but now he wants to take benefits.

Han Chengyu pursed his lips. He really shouldn't be so 'hurtful' when he was drunk, and he didn't hold back a word of flirting or admitting his mistakes after holding back for a long time.

"Is this good?" Jiu Yan had no choice but to give a solution, "You will not be allowed to cry after I punish you, you look too ugly, I don't like it."

Han Chengyu saw that his brows became darker, and he was dissatisfied with the fact that he shed tears at will, and secretly swore that he would never act like this again next time.

"Yes." Han Chengyu agreed without any pressure, he is not a cowardly man.

Then he pulled his clothes back up, and the two looked at each other for a long time, one was smiling, the other was looking at him quietly with pursed lips, as if they couldn't get enough of it.

"Then what you said before is true, right? It's all... counted." Han Chengyu couldn't help asking, his long loose hair was being played with in his hands, and his voice was very soft.

"Which sentence? Make it clear, I don't remember." Jiu Yan was laziness after waking up, her eyes half-opened, and she gently brushed his brow bone with the end of her hair.

Han Chengyu felt a little itchy, so he grabbed his troublesome hand, looked at him and said, "Adore me, that sentence."

Han Chengyu was so straightforward, speaking without any shyness, staring straight at him, trying to capture every emotion in his eyes.

Unfortunately, few people could see Jiu Yan's true emotions, and what he showed was what he wanted Han Chengyu to see.

"Yeah." Jiu Yan answered casually, he has expressed his liking and admiration to many people, only this time he is nervous and serious, although the expression does not seem so obvious.

"I don't believe it." Han Chengyu breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time spoke his mind. He was indeed skeptical.

"Then how do I prove it so that you will believe it?" Jiu Yan raised her eyebrows and asked back.

Han Chengyu frowned in thought, then took the initiative to hug him, and said in a low voice, "No proof is needed."

Just know that I like you.

Han Chengyu didn't say the last half of the sentence.

But Jiu Yan understood, his hand still bears the marks from his bite in the morning, and the circle is still red.

Jiu Yan smiled and raised her hand to pinch his face, and left his cheek before he couldn't bear to pull him away, and slowly teased him, the two of them seemed to be chatting: "Look, there is also your morning smile on your wrist." The 'criminal evidence'. Is this how many hatreds and grievances there are on weekdays, and they will be vented through drunkenness?"

Han Chengyu had a serious face, not at all as cute as before when his cheeks were slightly flushed, he gently rubbed his wrist, where the injury was, his voice was hoarse, and his expression was helpless: "Stop making fun of me."

Jiu Yan smiled and bent his eyes, showing a completely gentle and considerate appearance.

"Did you ask me something today?" Han Chengyu couldn't help but asked.

Otherwise, how could you be so gentle?

"No, but I have something to tell Han Lang." Jiu Yan and the two were lying on their sides facing each other, he raised his hand to caress his face, his slender and white hand nodded his eyes, nose, and then stopped Chin, gently squeezed.

"Tell me, I'll listen." In his gentle expression, Han Chengyu didn't realize any danger, but instead had an expression of willingness to hear about it.

"I may be dying soon, Han Lang." The corners of Jiu Yan's lips curled up, as if joking, but Han Chengyu couldn't laugh, and there was a shocked expression on his face.

He knew that Jiu Yan would not joke about such things.

"Actually, I'm a very bad person. I know that I don't have much time, so I shouldn't harm others. So in the past two years, I haven't had any contact with other people, except for some people who have no choice."

"But when you are so lonely and want to ask to marry me, I can't bear to push you away, let you fall in love with me, and abandon you at this time, will you hate because of love, Han Lang? " Jiu Yan looked at his gradually reddened eyes, because he was gritting his teeth to restrain himself, so his cheeks seemed a little bulging, and he was trying to open his eyes wide and stare at him.

"Don't cry, you promised me before." Jiu Yan showed neither fear nor sadness, he seemed to have completely accepted the result, leaned down and kissed his forehead.

It was as if Han Chengyu had been cursed by someone. He didn't shed tears, but he clenched his fists tightly. He couldn't accept it at all. The pain in the depths of his heart seemed to be torn apart, and he was gouged out by life.

He thought, if Jiu Yan died, could he, who should have died early, follow him.

"After I die, you can't intentionally seek death, otherwise I won't see you again in the Underworld and the Palace of Yama." Jiu Yan cruelly blocked his only way out. Cracked, he looked a little distressed.

My originally calm heart felt a little uncomfortable.

"If you are willing to be obedient, live well, and continue to love me well, I will wait for you in the reincarnation road, okay?" Jiu Yan smiled stiffly, kissed the tip of his nose, and her lips trembled a little: "I will Let’s just say, I’m a bad person, and after I’m dead, I still want you to remember me forever, occupying the most important position in your heart, it’s simply selfish and selfish, and I won’t understand you at all.”

Han Chengyu's face was blushing, because he forgot to breathe just now, and while breathing shallowly, he only felt that the air entering his lungs was bitter. going to lose...

"Is this good? I'll give you another chance to choose whether to marry me or not?" Jiu Yan forbade him to turn his head away from him, and kissed the corners of his wet eyes.

"If you choose not to, I can find you the 'Forgetting Water'. Forget about our previous relationship. You are still the glorious Mr. Han. You can marry a wife and have children. It shouldn't be so uncomfortable." Jiu Yan Holding him, my heart was not at peace, the feeling of wanting to cry was suppressed by him.

He didn't come to cry with him.

"You...you bastard!" Han Chengyu gritted his teeth and said this, the muscles on his face trembled uncontrollably, looking into his eyes as if looking at an enemy.

"I'm still being forced to make a choice at a time like this, I..." Han Chengyu couldn't bear it any longer, turned over to hold him down, and punched...the bed next to his ear.Looking at his expression, it feels like a fist is about to hit him in the next second.

Jiu Yan smiled lightly and was not afraid, sat up directly, his posture reversed, Jiu Yan pushed him against the head of the bed, Han Chengyu was about to make a move when he saw this, but when he heard his words, he stopped abruptly.

"If you want me to die faster, then fight with me."

These words seemed to have pinched Han Chengyu's life, and turned off the fire at once.

"You fucking will bully me, Jiu Yan! You're really an asshole, fuck! I'm blind to fall in love with you!" Han Chengyu seldom swears on weekdays, unless he really can't help it.

"Okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't force you." Jiu Yan admitted his mistake with a good attitude.

"Is this the time? Let's go to the Northland to find a doctor. I heard that there are many great witches over there. Their methods of healing are very different. Maybe there is still a way." After Han Chengyu stabilized his emotions, he just Want to keep him.

"I've tried everything, don't waste this time on this, okay, I just want to get along with you and pave the way for you in the days to come." Jiu Yan hugged his waist, sat up straight, pressed Rubbing his neck, kiss him once.

Han Chengyu avoided his kiss for the first time, and stubbornly refused to look at him. He was very dissatisfied with his passive treatment, and said in a bad tone: "Who needs you to pave the way? Just take care of your body."

Jiu Yan looked at his sad eyes, patted his waist, smiled helplessly, and took a step back: "Okay, you go to find a famous doctor, I will receive treatment, but I can't leave the imperial capital."

Only then did Han Chengyu compromise and let go of some of his rejecting hands, allowing him to get close to him, and Jiu Yan was quietly talking about his own things, some of which he had heard of, and some of which he felt that he might commit a crime sick.

While getting close to him, Jiu Yan said, on the one hand, he wanted to tell him everything about himself, not wanting to make him drunk and sad like yesterday, and on the other hand, not wanting him to care too much about guilt, so while getting close to him, share some At the same time, talking about these past events that Jiu Yan thought would never be mentioned again.

Han Chengyu was placed on the quilt by Jiu Yan, and he untied his shirt. Jiu Yan's voice was calm and indifferent: "The family I was born in is a merchant, and my mother is a concubine. Needless to say, she looks beautiful, but she is weak and deceitful. Father is a helper." You're an unworthy slut, not to mention a womanizer, but also addicted to gambling, and finally lost all her family fortune."

Han Chengyu's face couldn't stop turning red again, his fingers clenched the quilt tightly, his knuckles curled up, he focused on Jiu Yan's words, and tried to ignore his hands.

Jiu Yan looked at him condescendingly, fiddled with his fingers lightly, said in a nonchalant tone, with an indifferent expression: "Because I was good-looking since I was a child, the ones I sold were the most expensive. I entered the men's hall to focus on training, Mr. Yu is a fine artist, a native of the Northland. , to cultivate our martial arts, medical skills, musical instruments... and how to please men or women. I am the best one who learned from them, and also the best chess piece in his hands."

"His means of controlling people are very despicable, whipping, poisoning, insulting... As you can see, my body is white and flawless. It is all soaked in poison, so it is such a beautiful and delicate ketone body. Otherwise, my body would be so beautiful and delicate. Maybe there are more scars than Han Lang's." Jiu Yan brushed his fingers over the scars on his body, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

"Later, I killed him and took over the Nanfeng Pavilion in his hands. Since then, I have continued to assassinate until I completely eliminated his subordinates and replaced them with mine. There is no antidote to the poison he gave me. , can only be relieved by the monthly medicine. I only love drinking, because Fairy Yao Guling gave me a medicine, which can temporarily suppress the poison in my body, so that I will not die suddenly. This medicine and wine It complements each other, usually when I feel that my body can't hold on, I will drink. But over the years, unfortunately, my drinking capacity has not improved."

For Jiu Yan, he only briefly mentioned many things, but for many years, he has been wandering between life and death, and Han Chengyu doesn't need to know about the difficulties.

At the moment he paused, Han Chengyu grabbed his wrist, pulled him down, raised his chin and kissed his lips, then let him lie on him, and clasped his waist: "Speak seriously, I listen carefully, don't touch, and cover my eyes when I feel nervous, I won't look at you."

Jiu Yan was surprised by his sensitivity, he found a place to lie on his stomach, leaned against his warm embrace, his voice became more and more calm, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more cold: "If you want to talk about Yu Wenjue...although he didn't respond to him... I have given drugs, but they threatened me with the people of Nanfeng Pavilion, forcing me to submit to him. For a while, I even restricted my actions and wanted me to become his exclusive confinement. At that time, I wished to kill him with a single knife, but No, there are many masters in the palace, I may not be able to succeed, and I don't want to drag innocent people to be buried with me. Later, he found out that I had contacts with many ministers and even the emperor's relatives, so he had other thoughts, using I use it very well."

The hand around Jiu Yan's waist was getting tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to strangle his waist and embed him in his body. He enjoyed the feeling of being tensed, and his voice was filled with a smile: "Do you still remember that flower?" Is it a sacrifice to the gods? It is a way for him to deliberately raise my social status and give me privileges. Some ministers were impeached and dismissed by the emperor because they harbored ill intentions towards me... These little tricks are the dirty water that will harm the country. I recited it for him, those ministers are not easy-going lamps, if it weren’t for the strength of my subordinates, I don’t know how many times I have died. Alas, but these are all in the past, and the past cannot be traced back.”

"So Han Lang doesn't need to be jealous of him. Since he has doubts about me, there is no need to step into the palace in the future. I can say that I am not nice to others in my life. But... Maybe God You left my compensation for the last, are you right?" Jiu Yan rubbed his nose with his, raised his eyes and asked him.

Han Chengyu was speechless. It turned out that the wonderful first encounter he thought was a swamp he couldn't help himself. He didn't feel that he had done anything vigorous for him, which was not enough to make him so partial.

"I know my Han Lang is not good at words, so I just want to ask you a word." Jiu Yan eased his confusion at the right time, knowing that he couldn't speak, and asked him softly while breathing intertwined.

"If there is a way to cure my life, but you need your heart as a medicine, will you agree?" He hypothesized with a smile.

Han Chengyu was startled, there was nothing exciting about it, and with a little hope in his eyes, he quickly asked, "Can I?"

Jiu Yan smiled, pinched his earlobe, slightly distanced himself from him, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking, even if there is, I won't let my Han Lang do it, it's just an if .”

Han Chengyu's eyes dimmed, and he felt that he could no longer cheer up.

"Why did you stretch your face? I didn't tell you before because I was afraid of your appearance. Well, in fact, accepting death is not a difficult thing. I will accompany you to adapt..." Jiu Yan held his face and kissed Going up, he didn't want to see Han Chengyu's gloomy eyes. The eyes of Han Chengyu he liked were firm and indomitable.

Han Chengyu felt very uncomfortable, and at the same time felt that he was ridiculous and cruel, so he told him the suffocating news like this, but did not allow him to be sad.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that he really didn't dare to be sad.

Jiu Yan touched Han Chengyu's hot tears, and this time he made him cry for him when he was awake.

Jiu Yan didn't open his eyes, but just comforted him flatteringly, the kiss was deeper, airtight, wrapped him up, preventing him from having other thoughts, until the tears dried up.

He only half-closed his eyes and looked over, kissed his eyes, and as his eyelashes trembled, scolded him in a hoarse and pleasant voice: "What a fool."

Han Chengyu turned his face away, unable to accept such a weak self, and replied with red eyes: "You are a bastard!"

Jiu Yan pried open his lips, and said vaguely: "Yes, you old bastard."

The little grass standing outside the door heard the sound and wanted to knock on the door, but then felt that something was wrong with the sound, took a step back and moved a little further away from the door, then ran to the kitchen and told the cook to wait and do it I probably can't eat anymore now.

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He！别怕！感谢在2022-01-1811:57:09~2022-01-1914:14:20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 mines: Chi Chi 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Chi Chi 1 bottles;

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