Marry the ex-boyfriend's father [Transmigration Book]

After staying in the tea room for less than 10 minutes, when Ji Lanchuan returned to his room, Qin Zheng was still arranging his tie.

Suddenly hugged by the young man from behind, Qin Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then patted the back of the other's hand around his waist in a clear understanding: "You know everything?"

"Well," nodded sullenly, Bai Hairong who was seriously ill in bed flashed through Ji Lanchuan's mind, "Is it because of Qin Ziheng?"

If not, how could there be no sign of illness in Qin Zheng's eyebrows?

Turning around and hugging the young man into his arms, the man ran his big hands along the other's soft black hair: "That's right."

He is in his prime, except for the old problem of insomnia and dreaminess, Qin Zheng rarely feels unwell, especially after establishing a relationship with the young man, knowing that he is 15 years older than the other party, Qin Sanye cares very much own health status.

So that unexplained "cold and cough" quickly aroused Qin Zheng's vigilance. After a complete set of examinations without telling Ji Lanchuan, the cough became more and more serious, but he failed to get a clear answer from the doctor. .

If you were someone else, you would definitely be helpless against this weird situation, but Qin Zheng, who learned the truth of the world from the young man, suddenly thought of another person——

Bai Hairong.

The Patriarch of the Bai family, who had been hospitalized for several months, also became weaker and weaker for no reason.

With this seemingly nonsensical breakthrough, Qin Zheng quickly found the cause of his cough. The day before he went to Xiangrui Building to pick up Little Rabbit from get off work, Qin Ziheng had just received the demotion letter approved by him personally. notify.

In order to prove whether his conjecture is correct, Qin Zheng has been moving his cheap son's position in the head office up and down recently. Qin Ziheng, who doesn't know the other party's intentions, is almost tormented by the man's moodiness to the point of collapse.

"So... you use your body to test the bottom line of the way of heaven and the plot?"

Looking up with red eyes, Ji Lanchuan's face was tense, and he didn't know whether he should be angry or distressed. If the other party became like Bai Hairong if he didn't pay attention, then he really didn't even have a place to cry.

"It's my fault." Acknowledging his mistake in a low voice, Qin Zheng used his fingertips to wipe off the moisture at the end of the young man's eyes. His own rabbit has a special status, and he didn't want the other party to draw Tiandao's attention again.

The youngest son of the Bai family and the heir of the Qin family will fall in love and get married for a hundred years. This is the "perfect ending" that is firmly established in the original book. All "villains" who deviate from the track and will hinder the ending will be automatically attributed to the need to be eliminated by the way of heaven bug.

This is the world in the book, a deformed world with unfair rules derived from the protagonist.

"I have a way."

It is not Ji Lanchuan's style to bow his head and admit defeat. Although he is serious in Taoist practice, he runs through his own style to the extreme, and sometimes produces many unexpected miraculous effects.

"I have a way," the young man repeated word by word when he looked up into the man's eyes, "You have to trust me."

Even if he knew that the other party was hiding it because he was afraid of implicating him, he didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark.

Even though his wealth and power are not comparable to Qin Zheng's, Ji Lanchuan is still an upright man after all. He wants to share weal and woe with the other party, instead of staying obediently in a cage and being a stupid bird.

"I……"

"Listen to me." Breaking free from the other party's embrace, Ji Lanchuan tugged down on the collar of the sweater, and picked out a slender red thread with his fingers as if conjuring. A small light silver ring.

——Originally, he just wanted to keep the man's heart with him all the time, but after learning that Qin Zheng might leave him, Ji Lanchuan suddenly wanted to tie him up with a worldly agreement.

"I promise you."

Dexterously unfastening the loose buckle on the red thread, the young man put the silver ring of the right size on his ring finger: "From now on, you can no longer lie to others under the banner of being nice to me."

"Whether life or death, honor or disgrace, you have to ask me to bear it together."

Never expecting that the other party would agree to his jesting marriage proposal under such circumstances, Qin Zheng stared at the ring on the young man's left hand, and rarely froze in astonishment, unable to speak.

In his vision, the other party should have a marriage proposal of the century that everyone would envy and bless.

"Do you regret it?" Folding the red thread in half, the young man quickly tied it around the opponent's right wrist, "Unfortunately, it's too late."

"From now on, Qin Zheng is a member of Ji Lanchuan."

The red rope is fixed, the perfect combination, the long life together, the fragrance of Gui Fu and Lan Xin.

Despite the limited conditions, Ji Lanchuan still clumsily expresses his thoughts in his own way, reading the hidden meaning behind the young man's actions, Qin Zheng's heart moved, and he tightly held the other's left hand with the ring .

"Lanchuan."

"I'm here." Sensing that the temperature of the man's palm was much lower than usual, Ji Lanchuan shook his hand back forcefully, "Qin Zheng, I will never let anything happen to you."

This time, it's up to him to guard the country that the president's father has worked so hard for.

The day when Ji Lanchuan opened the altar was a rare sunny day in the depths of winter. The old house of the Qin family closed its doors to thank guests after the snow was swept away, leaving only Zhang Ma and Uncle Zheng to take care of the trivial matters in life, and Qin San who was forced to wrap up in a down jacket Grandpa was standing in the back garden of his home, his already pale lips were even more pale.

Believe that the youth will not let him down, Qin Zheng has not compromised on Qin Ziheng's status as the heir, and the position in the group has dropped again and again, anyone can see that the young master of the Qin family has stepped on the "out of favor and replaced "The danger edge.

Because of this, Qin Zheng's health deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although it was not serious enough to require hospitalization, many people still noticed the sickness that the Qin family's ruler could not hide.

At the beginning of the new year, the Qin family, which is in full swing, faintly reveals that the building is about to collapse. There has never been an absolute enemy or friend in Vanity Fair.

However, these chores have nothing to do with Ji Lanchuan. What he has to do now is to cut off the father-son relationship between Qin Zheng and Qin Ziheng with his sword.

Too forgetful.

This is a Taoist secret technique that his master expressly forbids him to use at will. It forcibly cuts off the cause and effect of other people's already formed Qi mechanism. Regardless of whether the starting point is good or evil, the practitioner must pay the price of acting rashly.

He has never really used this trick before, and Ji Lanchuan is calm on the surface, but he is really a little uneasy in his heart, but if he wants to completely get rid of the shackles of the plot and avoid future troubles, this is the best solution he can think of in a short time.

Holding a peach-wood long sword with no sharp edge in his hand, the young man took the trouble to repeatedly check the magical artifacts and seals on the altar table. He only had one chance, and he had to solve all the troubles Qin Ziheng caused before Tiandao sensed something was wrong.

"Don't be nervous," Qin Zheng coughed twice, stepped forward and held the young man's slightly trembling left hand, "It's not just a Qin family, at worst I'll just give it to him."

The unique touch of the ring was in the palm of his hand, and a faint smile slowly appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. Compared with the cold numbers on the account, he still cared more about this lively and lovely domesticated rabbit in front of him.

"You will grow others' aspirations and destroy your own prestige."

Being bad-mouthed by his lover before it even started, Ji Lanchuan turned his head away and glared at the other party involuntarily, but it was also strange that after being interrupted by Qin Zheng, the tension and worries that had been hidden in his heart suddenly dissipated clean up.

Is this the power of love in the legend?

Shaking away the unreliable and chaotic thoughts in his mind, Ji Lanchuan looked up at the sky, and then took the man to the gate of the formation and stood there: "Have you heard the story of Journey to the West? No matter what happens, you will You must obediently stand within this circle."

Amused by the young man's coaxing tone, Qin Zheng suppressed the itch in his throat, and laughed twice in a melodious voice.

Showing the delicate knotted red thread on his wrist, he replied gently with his brows and eyes: "It's all up to you."

"Don't always tease me at such a time." Rubbing his numb ears, Ji Lanchuan opened the sky eyes for the man, and then returned to the altar in three steps at a time, "I will start gone."

As soon as the words fell, the aura of the black-haired young man suddenly changed. He was no longer relaxed and lazy. Ji Lanchuan's left eye flickered, and the knee-length clothes also followed the windless hem.

"The sky is most private, and it is used most publicly... The control of fate is in the air, show it!"

Following the young man's sword slamming, countless thin golden threads representing cause and effect spread out from Qin Zheng's heart, and they wrapped the man tightly like a spider web, densely forming the entire life of the other party.

Every action is due to fate, and as a human being, no one can really get rid of this big net called "cause and effect". He had already expected the scene in front of him, and Ji Lanchuan narrowed his left eye, trying to find the reason for his trip in it Target.

As if sensing the danger approaching, strands of causal golden threads are entangled in one place, forming a giant "ball of yarn" that is a headache to look at. Surprised by his boldness and carefulness.

Seeing it through but not revealing it, in order to preserve Yangshou, most celestial masters believe in the idea of ​​"Tao follows nature and obeys the destiny", and it is simply not within their scope to identify all causes and effects one by one——

The risk is too great and the reward is too little. Only a fool would engage in this kind of business that loses money and saves money.

But for Ji Lanchuan, nothing is more important than Qin Zheng's health and freedom. If Tiandao insists on forcing the plot forward and making him seriously ill, he doesn't mind turning the world upside down.

Anyway, it would not be difficult for him to kill Bai Shinian and Qin Ziheng's marriage with one sword.

"call out--"

Swiping with two fingers together, the talisman paper on the table flew into the air and formed a shield-like talisman array around the young man. Steadily controlling the spiritual energy, he pulled out the slender golden thread printed with Qin Ziheng's aura. Ji Lanchuan raised his right hand He raised his sword and swung his sword towards Qin Zheng without hesitation.

The author has something to say:

Ji Lanchuan: Take a look at the scene of domestic violence [x]

Qin Zheng: Cut whatever you want, I won't hide.

I got a bad cold from the freezing night in the Northeast, and struggled to finish this chapter, sorry for the late arrival.

By the way, the little angels who guessed that the third master was false last night, aren't they afraid of being dragged out of the river by the third master? 233333