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

Jiang Mian finally understands, no wonder the chasing wife crematorium in the original text can burn so vigorously.

In the original world, this reverse Wenchang Talisman probably played a big role in advancing the plot.

But the protagonist Gong does not have the eyesight to detect the difference, or in other words, it is impossible for normal people except his wife to detect the difference.

He guessed that the original owner put this talisman under the pillow, maybe he wanted to use it to achieve some purpose, but he couldn't get away with it.

After all, although the protagonist Gong was indeed attacked by Jiang Zhi, Jiang Zhi's direction was...frantically chasing Bai Yueguang.He was not attracted and deceived by the original owner.

Jiang Mian thought it was funny.

Fortunately, Yan Qingyun was vigilant and put the talisman under the consecrated Jade Guanyin long ago, otherwise nothing might happen.

"To put it simply, this is a rune that can make you stupid." Jiang Mian pressed the rune back under Jade Guanyin, letting himself remember this breath, and said with a bent lips, "Fortunately, my husband is cautious, there is no in his way."

Anyway, as long as he was there, no matter where the person behind the scene came from, there would be no chance to hurt Yan Qingyun again.

And Yan Qingyun's face was a little dignified at first, but his brows and eyes stretched out when he was called by the husband.

"I don't know who did it, and whether it has anything to do with that Shen Heyun," Yan Qingyun pondered for a moment, and then said, "For the time being, I will take the two people you mentioned into the dungeon and let them hang out for a few nights before interrogation."

"Wait a minute, dungeon?" Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows slightly.

Yan Qingyun paused for a moment: "...um."

Jiang Mian nodded thoughtfully, took Yan Qingyun's arm and walked out of the hall, seemingly carelessly: "When was it built?"

"Five years ago." Yan Qingyun pursed her lips, her eyes lowered, as if she was nervous.

"Do you use it a lot on weekdays?"

He took a careful look at Jiang Mian, and said, "It doesn't count, but it's always useful."

But Jiang Mian suddenly smiled softly at this moment.

"Yan Qingyun, you are so good."

Jiang Mian gradually discovered that Yan Qingyun was always reluctant to reveal his cruel and ruthless side in front of him, but he wanted to try hard to show his sincerity, so he easily became self-contradictory.

Every time he mentioned a little bit of corners and corners, Yan Qingyun would faintly appear a little guilty, as if he had been caught for doing something wrong, so he could only bite the bullet and be honest.

Really.

It's not that Jiang Mian can't understand what it means to be established as a prince early.

Yan Qingyun was like a target that could attract all those with sinister intentions, standing brightly in the Forbidden City every day.If he had been too soft-hearted in dealing with others, he would have been eaten to the bone.

But Yan Qingyun didn't want him to see himself like this, so stupid... Jiang Mian raised the corners of her lips.

Since they have never been attacked by intelligence, every bit of their relationship, including every silly reaction of Yan Qingyun, is more real and sincere.

Jiang Mian smiled and pulled Yan Qingyun back to the bedroom, and closed the door.

There were still a few pieces of pastry left on the table, and the glazed lamp was still mostly extinguished, and the candlelight was reflected on the wall and swayed.

"Mianmian?"

Yan Qingyun was pulled to the side of the bed and sat down.His nervousness hadn't passed, and he didn't understand what happened for a while.

"The concubine wants to serve His Highness." Jiang Mian said softly, raised her hand to take the jade hairpin, and her long black hair fell down like a waterfall.

"……it is good."

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, his eyes closely followed Jiang Mian's every move, and he clutched the bed sheet.

"After all, His Highness is so honest today, how can there be no rewards?" Jiang Mian unhurriedly bent his eyes, stroking the side of Yan Qingyun's face with his cold fingertips, "The concubine will be gentle, Your Highness, just feel at ease. .”

Yan Qingyun couldn't help but raised his head following his movements, feeling the coolness gradually descending, and suddenly he was gently pressed down on the bed again.

He knew what Jiang Mian meant, so he didn't use any strength to resist, and completely handed himself over to Jiang Mian, letting him be at his mercy.

He learned to relax his vigilance little by little, and gradually indulged in the gentle kiss and the beautiful eyes with a smile.

But Jiang Mian began to blow softly on his ear.

He also asked some shameless words deliberately and slowly, forcing him to respond.

Sentence by sentence, respond carefully.

The tips of the ears were hotter than ever before... Yan Qingyun couldn't help but clenched his lips, and could hardly make a decent sound.

He turned his face to adjust his breathing with difficulty, and when he was about to speak, his mouth was covered again.

Jiang Mian was indeed the same Jiang Mian.

Afterwards, Yan Qingyun was absent-minded for a long time.

His head was buzzing, his breathing was not calm, and he was about to close his eyes to rest, but he suddenly caught a flash of red light from the corner of his eye.

Clearly, his fingertips were still trembling slightly, but Yan Qingyun sat up with his body upright, and looked at Jiang Mian.

And Jiang Mian smiled lightly, and slowly lifted the quilt covering her body.

The fluffy and shiny red tail came into view, and Yan Qingyun couldn't help getting closer, and carefully reached out to touch it.

But it wobbled, avoiding Yan Qingyun's touch, and took the initiative to sweep across the back of his hand, bringing a soft itch.

Yan Qingyun took a breath, and couldn't help using more strength to stroke the fluffy tail from the root to the end, and then returned to stroke it again several times.

The fluff was thicker than he had imagined, and it was almost impossible to hold it with one hand, but it had a very lingering touch.

Yan Qingyun was a little addicted to touching it, but Jiang Mian turned over and pushed him back on the pillow within a short time.

Jiang Mian's face was flushed, her breathing was not stable, she stared at him without speaking.

"Sorry..." Yan Qingyun suddenly had a bad feeling.

After a long silence, Jiang Mian whispered, "Well, shall we do it again?"

He looked like he was on the verge of losing control.

For a while, Yan Qingyun felt a little regretful.

But resistance was futile.

The blushing Jiang Mian also used more strength than before.

On the second day, Yan Qingyun couldn't even go to court.

The fox's tail can't be touched.

After Doctor Wang was summoned to the East Palace several times tremblingly, Yan Qingyun's physical strength finally recovered.

Although Jiang Mian had turned back into his limp princess as if nothing had happened, but recently he dared not bring up any topic related to foxes.

Because for a few days, Yan Qingyun couldn't even hold his chopsticks steadily...

And in the blink of an eye, it was time to prepare to leave the palace.

Jiang Mian happily changed into "simple" clothes, and put on a veil that covered half of his face, leaving only the tear mole exposed outside, looking like a beautiful rich man who was pampered.

The same is true for Yan Qingyun. He deliberately chose a uniform with a color similar to that of Jiang Mian, and hung a low-key Hetian jade pendant that can prove his identity.

"We are a good match, but it's a pity that the bronze mirror can't see clearly." Jiang Mian said regretfully, and quietly asked the system to take a photo for him as a souvenir.

The little maid was helping Jiang Mian tidy her hair, she raised her head and said with a smile, "You and Your Highness are really a match made in heaven~"

Hearing this, Jiang Mian took Yan Qingyun's arm, pretending to stick to him shyly: "Spoof."

Yan Qingyun seemed calm, but before he left, he doubled the monthly allowance for the little maid.

The meaning is clear: more boasting.

The carriage was unimpeded all the way, and slowly drove out of the gate of the Forbidden City.

Eunuch Xu was in charge of acting as the butler, wearing a brown robe and sitting in the carriage, while the two guards who pretended to be grooms on the outside of the carriage, deliberately acted arrogantly, they were like living servants of a rich family.

Apparently, Yan Qingyun didn't disguise his identity and leave the palace once or twice, everyone was very experienced.

The country of Xia is prosperous and rich, and now the capital is even more lively, with a constant flow of traffic.

The roads are all paved with solid stone slabs, spacious and flat, free of weeds, and there are even public toilets on the roadside.

It seems to be preparing for the spring next year, and the bookstores, large and small, are already crowded with people.

I heard from the well-informed Eunuch Xu that today there is a gentleman who is proficient in psychology to give a lecture, and there is no need for training, and the place is surrounded by crowds of people.

Most of the scholars who have lived in the capital for a long time were born in famous families, and without a job in poverty, their desire to learn is also not far behind.

Perhaps their biggest shortcoming is that they especially like to hang out in various elegant restaurants, and they even fantasize about winning the favor of Qing Guan with their talents in one fell swoop.

Especially Qingyage, which is well-known and known to everyone in the capital.

While listening with great interest, Jiang Mian lifted the curtain and kept looking out the window until the carriage turned a corner steadily, and he began to gradually smell the aroma of food.

Warm tofu nao, freshly made sauce cake stalls, fragrant braised meat shops, and bun shops full of steamers...it is simply a street of gourmet food!

Jiang Mian couldn't help but feel greedy.

But when he kept looking out the window, Yan Qingyun kept looking at him.After making a slight look, Eunuch Xu turned around and opened the front window of the carriage, and asked the guards to buy some baskets of famous Li Ji soup dumplings.

For the safety of the prince, poison testing is also an essential part.

The guard himself ate a soup dumpling first, and although his face looked calm on the surface, his eyes still shone imperceptibly.

Jiang Mian couldn't wait to take the steamed stuffed bun, and after blowing on it, he bit down lightly. The skin was thin and the stuffing was thick, and the fragrant and slightly hot soup spread quickly in his mouth.

"Delicious! It's cold, and everything tastes delicious." Jiang Mian narrowed her eyes contentedly.

Yan Qingyun's appetite has never been strong, but seeing Jiang Mian's expression of enjoyment, he actually wanted to try it... Then, he was severely burned to the tip of his tongue.

"Mianmian, you eat so fast, don't you feel it's hot?" Yan Qingyun took a sip from the teacup handed by Eunuch Xu, and couldn't help asking.

Hearing this, Jiang Mian seemed to pause for a moment, then quickly bent his eyes again, and said with a smile, "Why? You are too impatient. Come, let me blow it up for you."

Before Yan Qingyun had time to think, they arrived at the foot of Qing Ya Pavilion.

Jiang Mian was helped out of the carriage, and couldn't help sighing that Qing Ya Ge is indeed one of the most famous restaurants in the capital.

At a glance, you can feel the grandeur. It is three stories high, and it is divided into one whole building and two side buildings, occupying a huge area.Such a building is indeed quite arrogant in ancient times.

In the lobby on the first floor, there is a rockery and flowing water landscape, and the incense is wafting, and the guests are separated by gorgeous carved screens.In the middle of the high platform sits a handsome violinist. He plays the piano gently with his eyes downcast. His tone is so elegant and beautiful that passers-by can't help but breathe quietly when they pass by.

The table under the stage is full of delicacies, and the cups are staggered.

No one could have imagined that in the middle of the night, this place would completely become a place of romance.

Walking into the Qingya Pavilion, Yan Qingyun looked at the waiter who hurried up to greet him, with reckless brows and casually said: "Is the high mountain and flowing water still available? I want the one with the best view."

The waiter in this shop is quite sharp-eyed, and found that Yan Qingyun's clothes are extraordinary, and his attitude became more and more attentive, and he bowed slightly: "Hey, it's empty, it's empty! Your honored guest, please!"

And Jiang Mian dropped half of her body to follow behind Yan Qingyun.He lowered his head seemingly reserved, but he was actually trying to hold back a smile.

It's really weird for Yan Qingyun to call himself "my son"...

The decoration of the private rooms on the third floor was indeed more luxurious than those on the first and second floors, which clearly highlighted the privileges of the guests.

This box named Gaoshan Liushui also has its unique features.The view outside the window is excellent, the waves of the moat can be faintly seen, and even the sharp corners of the pavilions in the palace can be aimed for half a minute.

Yan Qingyun lifted his clothes and sat down, looking as proficient as a regular customer, knocked on the table and said: "First, let's have a drunken duck, and bamboo leaf greens. You can decide what to do with the wine."

"Okay, dear guest, please take a rest first," the waiter did not forget to ask after finishing speaking, "By the way, do you want to sing and dance..."

"Get out." Yan Qingyun didn't even let him finish his sentence, and frowned fiercely.

The waiter in the shop shivered for a moment, and quickly responded, "Hey, little one, get lost!"

Jiang Mian didn't speak all the time, maintaining his setting as a dignified and good brother, and only smiled lightly when the door was closed again.

"Husband, you scare people."

Yan Qingyun cleared his throat helplessly: "My son has always kept himself clean, and doesn't bother to get involved in those dirty things."

He didn't expect that Jiang Mian couldn't help laughing even more when he said this, and deliberately picked up the handkerchief and pressed the corners of his eyes.

When Yan Qingyun was at a loss, the server finally arrived.

The waiter from the previous store had disappeared, and he might have been scared to change shifts with others.

All kinds of delicately shaped cold dishes are spread all over the table, the drunken duck in a gold-plated porcelain bowl is placed in the center, and the wine glasses are also filled one by one.

Jiang Mian sniffed, untied the veil, and picked up the chopsticks with sparkling eyes.

Drunken duck meat is tender and soft, and you can faintly smell the rich aroma of wine, which has an endless aftertaste.

After savoring it carefully, he almost wanted to sigh aloud, the main food of Qingyage is already famous all over the world, why bother with those superfluous things.

While admiring the beautiful scenery by the window, Jiang Mian picked up the wine glass several times and drank casually, the end of his eyes gradually turned red.

This made Yan Qingyun a little worried: "Zhuyeqing's degree is quite high, drink less..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Mian picked up a small piece of duck meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Jiang Mian asked with a smile.

Yan Qingyun nodded silently.

They enjoyed a sumptuous lunch naturally, just like normal young couples.

After leaving an ingot of gold on the table, Jiang Mian walked out of the private room holding Yan Qingyun's arm, still sighing: "Drunk duck is so delicious, let's come again next time!"

But at this moment, a sneer suddenly came from their ears.

"My brother is just my brother. I only know about my appetite. I really dirty this elegant place."

Jiang Mian turned her head to look, and it turned out that the door of the private room next door was half open... A group of people who looked like scholars were sitting in it, and the one who made the sound was even more disdainful.

Even under the drunkenness, Jiang Mian felt speechless for a while.

How can there be such outdated cannon fodder?It's almost as if it was delivered to the door on purpose.

The timing is right.Yan Qingyun glanced at the waiter who was following them, seeing his nervous expression, instead he sneered domineeringly.

"Qing Yage dares to entertain any cat or dog now? Let your shopkeeper get over here, I want to have a good talk with him."