The whole world thought I was a victim of [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Mian's head buzzed for a moment, and she raised her hand to push Yan Qingyun away, but he kissed him boldly again.

He whispered "Sorry" before warming his lips.

Yan Qingyun's tone was quite gentle, but those deep eyes, as black as black jade, were as focused as a wolf guarding its prey, nakedly writing...he wanted to get himself.

Majestic, without a trace of reservation.

Jiang Mian had never seen such a formation before, her heart beat unconsciously.

Jiang Mian knew a long time ago that most of the time his wife would act stronger than himself.In fact, Jiang Mian was also very willing to cooperate.

But the wives in this world, although they also like to take the initiative, are not the kind that Jiang Mian is used to...

Jiang Mian took a light breath.

Being regarded as the innocent prey that the wolf is determined to win is actually a bit exciting.

He seemed to understand what Yan Qingyun meant by "fresh".

Immediately after his lips and teeth parted, Jiang Mian lifted up his robe and straddled Yan Qingyun.

Then, he suddenly felt that he had been stabbed.

It's not just a kiss, it's already...

"Dengtuzi, you have a human face and a beast's heart, and your appearance is different." Jiang Mian's eyes were slightly red, and she complained softly sentence by sentence.

And Yan Qingyun embraced Jiang Mian's waist again, staring at him without speaking.

Jiang Mian didn't realize how alluring her rouge lips were.

But when he saw that the corners of Yan Qingyun's lips were also dyed a little red... Jiang Mian gradually realized why he was behaving abnormally at the moment.

So he raised his hand to hold Yan Qingyun's neck, and slowly stroked his rolling Adam's apple: "His Royal Highness, do you always think about it and want me to treat you like this?"

Yan Qingyun suffocated for breath, seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and then let out a low "hmm".

"Why, do you like this feeling?" Jiang Mian's cold fingertips tightened a little bit.

"……like."

But before Yan Qingyun could continue savoring, Jiang Mian suddenly let go of his hand, and curled his lips: "Prince, are you thinking about going to the court all day long with the smell of makeup? You have been impeached."

"I don't care." Yan Qingyun's voice became hoarse, with a rare expression of impatience.

In fact, Yan Qingyun was quite cruel to him.

He kept reminiscing about the night of his wedding.

And he still remembered that Jiang Mian didn't even want to see his face at that time, and finally kissed him lightly on the side of the face.

Since that night, Yan Qingyun has been thinking about... what Jiang Mian's soft and cruel kiss tasted like.

But Jiang Mian didn't want to touch him anymore, so he couldn't force it.

Even though Yan Qingyun is quite good at hiding his thoughts, people are not omnipotent.

It was also his first kiss.

Although the atmosphere in the second half was a little weird, when they returned to the East Palace, Yan Qingyun had already adjusted his mood.

Before the memorial was approved, Yan Qingyun did not avoid Jiang Mian, but took his hand naturally and went to the study together.

Jiang Mian wandered around with him for a while, seeing the couch in the study that could just fit one person, she suddenly wanted to laugh.

Because Yan Qingyun was very tall, it was okay to rest on this couch, but if he wanted to spend the night, he would be so wronged that he couldn't even turn over.

It's so pitiful... Jiang Mian curled her lips, and said coquettishly: "Hold me."

Yan Qingyun paused, almost impatiently: "Okay."

He put aside his business for the time being, picked up Jiang Mian and placed him on his lap, then calmed down to grind ink himself, spread out the rice paper, and practiced calligraphy with his eyes down.

Jiang Mian was light and weightless, but it was difficult for Yan Qingyun to ignore.

In this way, the effect of practicing calligraphy and cultivating the mind is particularly significant.

The eyes of the little maid who quietly brought two cups of hot tea became brighter.

Yan Qingyun has a good memory, and he can write the Prajna Heart Sutra to his heart's content without reference.His style of writing is surly and surly, but there is just the right subtlety at the end.

The words are like a person, and the evil is not exposed.

"Wait until the winter solstice, and then give the scriptures to the queen mother." Yan Qingyun put the brush into the porcelain bowl filled with clear water, with a smile in his eyes, "that is to say, the princess told the orphans to always remember to be filial and respectful." Li, the new year is approaching, we should copy the scriptures and pray for the mother.”

"...Prince, you are good or bad."

Jiang Mian had to admit that Yan Qingyun was becoming more and more honest in front of him.

Practicing a word in his spare time can make up so many meanings by him.

Jiang Mian even suspected that Yan Qingyun had no concept of family affection at all.This person just happens to know exactly what attitude to use to deal with his parents, and what methods to use in order to be comfortable in the royal family and maintain his preference.

"Mianmian, this is Gu's sincerity," and Yan Qingyun's attitude is frank, "So in the future, how about trusting Gu more?"

"You found out about my tail, and I didn't force you to keep silent, did I?" Jiang Mian leaned on his shoulder, raised her eyes and smiled, "So Prince, what did you find out in Jiangfu today?"

That's right, Jiang Mian had told Yan Qingyun before returning home that he didn't know much about his own life experience, so he asked him to help see if there was anything unusual in Jiangfu, or if there were books related to monsters.

Because Prime Minister Jiang strictly forbids others to enter his study at will, especially his brothers and daughters, and Jiang Mian is not in a hurry to force his way in yet.

This morning, Yan Qingyun happened to have the opportunity to find out.

"If you let Gu speak frankly, my father-in-law... doesn't seem like he would allow monsters to enter the palace," Yan Qingyun thought for a moment, and then replied, "In the study room are the ancient calligraphy and painting books given by the emperor, and several jars of old tea. Speaking of which, Gu even asked his father-in-law for an altar, and I will taste it carefully some other day."

"Sure enough." Jiang Mian sighed.

He probably guessed that the Jiang family was indeed innocent.He himself didn't feel anything wrong in Jiangfu.

Prime Minister Jiang has always been a decent person, from an ordinary second-class Jinshi to rising officials, until now he is still in power and humble.He accompanied His Majesty all the way, even though he saw all the filth in the court, he still did not change his original intention, but became more cautious.

That's why the series of incidents encountered by Jiang's mansion at the later stage of the original storyline are very strange.

With Prime Minister Jiang's usual style, he really couldn't find too many grounds for the villain to criticize.Even if he really abused his power to do evil in a low-key manner, if he did not blatantly practice witchcraft... In fact, he would not shake his own foundation at all, let alone be accused by thousands of people later.

Jiang Mian thought for a moment, and a brand new doubt popped up in his mind.

If his identity as a monster that cannot be clearly stated is discovered after marrying into the East Palace, it will definitely deal a huge blow to the Jiang family, and even threaten Yan Qingyun's reputation.

So who will benefit from it?

It's a pity that there are very few descriptions about the original owner in the article. It only said that he lived separately from the prince and always liked to go back to his mother's house for a long time.

Coupled with the fact that Jiang's mother cared and loved him so much, she didn't realize that the original owner was not her own child?Or...was something wrong with her when she was a baby?

Jiang Mian couldn't help suspecting that the answer might be related to the strange things that will happen in Xia Kingdom, and the protagonist Shou who left the capital now... He should be able to find more useful information from the main character.

When Jiang Mian was immersed in thinking, Yan Qingyun suddenly leaned over and kissed his slightly frowning brow.

"Huh?" He blinked, looking back blankly.

"I can't sleep without frowning," Yan Qingyun said and kissed again, and smiled lightly in Jiang Mian's accusing eyes, "Don't worry too much, I will pay more attention to you in the future. And those folk tales and wild history, you If you want to check it together, just let Nineteen go out of the palace to buy it, he has the pass card."

"Wait a minute, who is Nineteen?"

"On the wedding night, the one who drew the knife to you," Yan Qingyun played with the end of his hair, "He came back after being punished, and he will follow you to continue atonement in the future."

"Hey, he is also thinking about your safety, don't punish people too much," Jiang Mian turned around and pinched Yan Qingyun's face, "Also, you know that I don't need the protection of hidden guards, so why bother. Are you afraid you want someone to watch over me?"

"Crown Princess..." Yan Qingyun sighed with aggrieved eyes, "When you are alone, if you show your fox tail, you will need someone to help protect you."

The term "fox tail" sounds quite deep, but even Shijiu, who was keeping in the dark, would not know it. In fact, what Yan Qingyun said literally meant it.

But Jiang Mian's movements froze when he heard it, and then he reacted very quickly and puffed up his face, pretending to be angry and slapped him: "It doesn't show up casually on weekdays, and it was all because of you for messing around... Deng Tuzi, sir Scoundrel, sanctimonious."

"Okay, it's all Gu's fault, it's Gu's morality." Yan Qingyun smiled.

In this matter, he has no guilt at all.

He is sanctimonious and wants to touch the soft and fluffy red tail one more time.

Unfortunately, Jiang Mian seems to have seen through him.

At the same time, the pigeon carrying the secret letter had already started flying from a remote corner of the capital to a distant place.

No matter how carefully selected the servants of the East Palace were at the beginning, no matter how tight-lipped they were, there were still some rats who slipped through the net.

There will always be people who are curious about the private life of Prince Xia.

When Yan Qingyun was happily trying to make Jiang Mian angry, Shen Heyun, who was hundreds of miles away, read the secret letter, and his lips turned pale with anxiety.

"how is this possible?!"

Shen Heyun couldn't believe it, Yan Qingyun, who was supposed to regret it at this time and drink away his sorrows, didn't send someone out to chase him, but now he really fell in love with that brother of the Jiang family?

He didn't realize at all that outside the heavily guarded carriage, there were several pairs of eyes secretly watching all his movements.

Shen Heyun was reborn.

He exhausted all his efforts in his last life, and finally designed it so that Yan Qingyun would pursue him in every possible way, and was allowed the position of queen.

But then everything changed. Ever since they got back together, Shen Heyun's stomach hadn't moved for a long time...Yan Qingyun still slowly changed back to what it was before, indecisive, unable to bear the pressure from the courtiers, and continued to accept concubines.

Shen Heyun had quarreled with him for many years, and it ended in a bitter end. In the end, he watched Xia Guo being invaded and destroyed by the Hulu with cold eyes.

Shen Heyun didn't know how ignorant he was until he was imprisoned.In fact, there has been an undercurrent in Xia Kingdom, and many important ministers have been controlled by a powerful Taoist.

Moreover, that Taoist had already approached his father, the general of the country of Xia.

General Shen was almost persuaded to cooperate with the Hulu and use the power of the demon to usurp the throne, but he decided to give up because Shen Heyun was named queen.

In this life, Shen Heyun didn't want to cater to Yan Qingyun's preferences in words and deeds like before... But for some reason, Yan Qingyun became more attractive than in the previous life, but his attitude towards him was also much colder.

It was this indifference that made it even more difficult for him to control himself.

Shen Heyun knew that he was a cheap person, so he became obsessed with love//love again unknowingly, but he was no longer the pure Shen Heyun he used to be.He has experienced the taste of holding power and favor.

So if he wants to get Yan Qingyun, he can choose a more extreme method.

Shen Heyun decided to stay away from the capital as he did in his previous life, but it was not for relaxation, but to rush to the frontier in advance to persuade his father to accept the suggestion of that demon.

By the way, he could hang Yan Qingyun and let him realize his mistake... But things changed unexpectedly.

Shen Heyun couldn't believe it, he clearly followed the original steps, but Yan Qingyun fell in love with the useless former princess in the previous life?

He felt flustered and uncontrollable, and his hands were shaking slightly.

If everything changed after rebirth, where would he have an advantage as a concubine's elder brother?

It is necessary to hurry up and advance to the frontier.

He must persuade his father to accept that demon way.

When the time comes to let my father be the emperor, wouldn't I be able to control Yan Qingyun as I like!

The East Palace a few days later.

Jiang Mian slept soundly on the soft and delicate goose feather pillow.

But Yan Qingyun came outside the sleeping hall, expressionless, bathed in the slightly cold moonlight.

Until the secret guard who came to send the secret report hid his figure in the darkness again.

He unfolded the letter paper and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"A mere Shen Heyun, dare to plot against Gu?"

No wonder, Jiang Mian was always asking about this unimportant person at first.

After a moment of silence, Yan Qingyun casually threw the letter paper into the incense burner, watching the dark yellow paper slowly being ignited by the incense, and torn apart in the bursting flames.

"Impossible."

He lowered his eyes and smiled, walking back into the room.

That casual tone seemed to be describing a dead thing.