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

Jiang Mian just wanted to seduce Yan Qingyun and lose control.

He just likes to see people with strong self-control drooping their eyes and pursing their lips, unable to control themselves.

Even if his tail is rubbed, he himself will...feel it very much.

It was as if a cluster of small flames were shaking gently, with a slight itching, and gradually expanding bit by bit, burning his heart wantonly.

But Yan Qingyun would still be tightly bound by him, would silently compromise, and would bend down and kiss him impatiently.

"It will be gentle this time."

"……Um."

The happiness of being a vixen is unimaginable to others.

What Yan Qingyun didn't expect was that Jiang Mian actually let him go.

At least he can still go up normally.

Last night... It seemed that Jiang Mian deliberately helped him relieve the lingering anxiety in his heart.

In that secret letter, the malice against Jiang Mian was almost revealed on paper, which really made Yan Qingyun feel unprecedented self-blame and uneasiness.

This is also an emotion that Yan Qingyun has never experienced before, and he doesn't even know how to deal with it.I wanted to suppress it, but it disappeared when I kissed Jiang Mian's slightly curved eyes.

What he should do now is actually very clear.

When officially going to court, Yan Qingyun deliberately kept an eye out.

He only disclosed the evidence of the correspondence between Shen Heyun and the servants of the Eastern Palace, and the fact that Nanny Xu came from the family branch of Xu Zhiyuan, the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple, and bloody fingerprints were pressed on the confession.

As for the letters sent by other officials to Qingyage Pavilion, Yan Qingyun directly pretended not to know, and privately handed them over to the emperor for decision.

After all, in the position of the crown prince, it is impossible for him to jump out and sell out less than half of the ministers in the court in a foolish way.

It's better to direct the pressure to the east and let the father help him take the blame.Yes, Yan Qingyun didn't think there was any problem with this.

Although he was able to make outstanding political achievements when he was the prince, but this political achievement cannot be so outstanding...so that all his future courtiers feel sympathetic.

As Yan Qingyun expected, his good-tempered father, Longyan, was furious. It was rare for him to smash something in the court hall. With a dark face, he ordered General Shen to return to Beijing quickly. Even Xu Zhiyuan was thrown into the Dali Temple for custody after being scolded with.

The East Palace is one of the cores of the Forbidden City, but it has even been infiltrated by the courtiers... not to mention that this year's festival is approaching, and the palace is busier than usual, with more people.This made the emperor unbearable, and he turned around and asked Liugong to continue strict self-examination, but he really caught a lot of mice.

And General Shen's mansion in the capital has been strictly controlled.Including the former residence of the protagonist Shou, it was completely searched, not even a fly could fly out.

As for what was supposed to happen at this time, the "Jiang family branch bullying men and women, killing people and making trouble in the capital" did not happen at all.

Jiang Mian vaguely guessed that this was also related to his current situation.

Because it is different from the original text, after he came to this world, it can be said that the wind is going smoothly and he is quite favored.

Knowing that Shen Heyun had wanted to poison him, Prime Minister Jiang's family not only took the initiative to visit him in the palace, but also brought him many interesting items outside the palace, such as kites and brand new chessboards, as well as the ancient version of the board game - promotion picture.

They were probably worried that Jiang Mian would be frightened, and they wanted to find some way to distract him.

However, when Jiang's mother saw how His Royal Highness pampered the sleepy Jiang Mian...she couldn't help but say a few more words to Jiang Mian, telling him not to be presumptuous.

Jiang Mian quickly responded obediently.

He also played a few games of chess with Prime Minister Jiang, and tried his best to release the water, coaxing the old man into a rosy face and a lively atmosphere.Yan Qingyun, who only saw through Jiang Mian's release of water, fell silent.

After sending his parents away, Jiang Mian was called to Yanfu Palace by the queen, and she held her hand and spoke softly to comfort her for a long time.Before leaving, Jiang Mian also harvested several strings of consecrated Buddhist cards and beads, as well as another half box of books.

And maybe that's what the people behind the scenes want to see.

Jiang Mian in the original text didn't do it, so the man decided to change his strategy on the way, making Jiang Mian a useless outcast, and bringing down the Jiang family along the way.

"Isn't that very simple? It's enough for me to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit. One day he will take the initiative to find him and die."

Thinking so, Jiang Mian carefully arranged the things sent by his family.

After all, as long as he was there, the Jiang family would be safe and sound.

Of course, even if Jiang Mian wants to lazily sit on the sidelines...but he still has to finish the homework assigned to him by the queen.

Since Jiang Mian came to the East Palace, Yan Qingyun's study room had an extra soft couch, and there was always an exquisitely crafted small heater on the table.

Light up the tranquilizing incense, thin smoke curls up.

Yan Qingyun was sitting at the desk reviewing the memorial, while Jiang Mian was lying on the couch, holding the book sent by the queen.

He watched as his hands softened, and the scroll hit his face with a "slap"...Jiang Mian finally regained consciousness, rubbed his face silently, and yawned softly.

And Yan Qingyun stayed by Jiang Mian's side from the corner of his eye, and immediately stopped writing after seeing this, and said, "Mianmian, if you are sleepy, rest first, don't get tired."

Yan Qingyun has high demands on himself, and can be busy with business affairs day and night, but thinks that Jiang Mian will be great if he works a little harder, so he can't help worrying that Jiang Mian is too tired.

He didn't understand where this concept came from, but he always misunderstood Jiang Mian's physical strength subconsciously, and even completely forgot that he was once tossed by this "weak person" until he couldn't sleep all night...

Hearing this, Jiang Mian turned her head and glared at him lightly: "The queen mother asked me to see this, so I can't just play it lightly."

Really.

Yan Qingyun has no family affection in his heart, but he is different.

Even if it is the mother in the book world, it is also Jiang Mian's mother.

Jiang Mian has never had real parents, so he cherishes every role of parent who does not mess around.

At least during the short mission period, Jiang Mian will not let down their tenderness and kindness at will.

Although he is still easily sleepy...

Yan Qingyun was stared at for a moment, but a little smile appeared in his eyes. He lifted his clothes and sat down next to Jiang Mian, took the book and flipped through it, and said in a warm voice, "That's just for you to read."

"Are you finished?" Jiang Mian's eyes lit up.

"Ah."

If you don't read two greetings, nothing major will happen.

So Jiang Mian lay flat on his lap happily.

Yan Qingyun's voice was very nice, but now it was deliberately slowed down, and it became more and more low and gentle, slowly echoing in his ears.

Jiang Mian wrapped the blanket, her long black hair was casually loose, and was gently caressed by Yan Qingyun's warm fingertips.

Being pampered and stroking his hair like this every day, even if he wanted to deliberately lose his temper, he really couldn't do it.

Even bullying his wife has to find another reason.

At the same time that General Shen was recalled urgently, the weather was getting colder.

At the same time, when Prince Yan returned to Beijing for the New Year, he actually brought fresh cattle and sheep as well as tributes. The Emperor Longyan was very happy, and the imperial city, which had been a bit jittery, became lively again.

Prince Yan is Yan Qingyun's uncle. Although he is a half-brother, he has a good relationship with His Majesty today.His fief is also in northern Xinjiang, not too far away from the capital, so he returns to Beijing every three years, and this year just happened to be the day.

Jiang Mian reckoned that the plague plot in the original text was coming soon, but he didn't know whether it was the Prince Yan who created it by accident, or someone else.

But it is good to be in the East Palace, Jiang Mian didn't even need to take the initiative to go to test it out, and he received a invitation from Yan Wang's side concubine.

That's right, it's not the main concubine, but the side concubine.

Jiang Mian was looking forward to it.

His social frequency in this world has increased significantly, precisely because he has almost never encountered too weird characters this time, and his life experience is very pleasant.

When Yan Qingyun was discussing matters with officials, he would go back to the bedroom to sleep, or chat with the lovely court ladies and eunuchs, and even play board games together.When Yan Qingyun was reviewing memorials in the study, he leaned on the soft couch in the study and drank tea.

If Yan Qingyun was not in the East Palace, he would sit in the courtyard with the heater in his arms to bask in the sun, listen to Xia Guo's famous Guqin and elegant music, and occasionally see Yan Zhijin quietly running over to play.

This little friend has learned to hold the hand of the palace maid sister at all times, but he is still very afraid of Yan Qingyun.

It's so comfortable, those who take the initiative to pick things up can't even splash half a drop of water.

A few days later, when Jiang Mian happened to be listening to the qin master playing the piano in the courtyard again, falling asleep, the side concubine of King Yan came to visit as scheduled.

At that time, Jiang Mian was still dressed quite casually, without any makeup, her black hair was hanging softly behind her, she raised her eyes and smiled with her chin propped up.

"Prince Concubine Wan'an, Concubine Mingyu... take the liberty to disturb me." He bowed cautiously and clumsily, unconsciously clutching the corner of his clothes, as if he was not used to doing these things, and was a little afraid of Jiang Mian.

And Jiang Mian was not used to seeing a gorgeously dressed man appear in the East Palace.

Few people in the royal family will marry elder brothers as concubines, and His Majesty is not interested in elder brothers, so Jiang Mian is almost the only elder brother in name in the palace.

No wonder this side concubine came to visit specially, brother is really rare now.

Jiang Mian smiled and beckoned him to sit down, and asked the little maid to serve an extra cup of tea.

The sound of the piano was still the same, Jiang Mian chatted with him in a gentle manner, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious. A few words made the other party miss the bottom line.

So it turned out that he seemed to have been favored by Prince Yan not long after he first entered the palace, and was bestowed the title of Concubine Yu.This time when he went to Beijing, King Yan even brought him alone, not even the concubine Zheng appeared.

And the various rules and etiquette in the capital also made Concubine Yu panic.He is the kind of idiot who only knows how to fall in love and doesn't know the situation clearly about other things, but when the winter solstice comes, he has to accompany the prince into the palace to attend the banquet... This is a great challenge for Concubine Yu.

He was thinking that Jiang Mian was also new to the palace, as brothers, he could understand each other's hardships, so he boldly sent the greeting card.

Jiang Mian suddenly felt that he was a way to inquire about news, so he said calmly, "I heard that King Yan's fief is not far from northern Xinjiang. Do you know how the battle is going?"

"It's very stable. Hu Lu is no match for our Xia Kingdom. He has been beaten up by General Shen long ago!" After Concubine Yu was calmed down by Jiang Mian's friendly attitude, the chatterbox also opened up, "However, All kinds of offerings they presented are top-grade, and this time my prince came to Beijing, he also brought a lot of northern Xinjiang specialties! If you are interested, be sure to taste it yourself."

"Oh? I heard that the mutton on the grassland tastes really good. There are treasures all over the body, as well as the famous cheese..." Jiang Mian's eyes lighted up slightly.

Although Jiang Mian was really greedy, this unassuming appearance made Concubine Yu heave a sigh of relief.

They chatted for half an hour on the topic of food in the capital and the frontier, and Concubine Yu was still a little bit reluctant before leaving: "My prince likes that cheese too, and he kept it hidden all day to prevent me from eating more... Tomorrow The concubine will quietly send someone to bring you some."

Very good, established a stable contact.

Jiang Mian knew that Prince Yan also had some soldiers, and it would be beneficial and harmless to make friends with him.

And from the looks of it, it shouldn't be the plague they spread.

According to Concubine Yu, except for a few guards who suffered frostbite on their feet, everyone else in the palace is quite healthy.

If there was a problem, it should have happened on the road.

In the early morning of the next day, Concubine Yu not only brought cheese to Jiang Mian, but also a few lively gazelles.

Jiang Mian woke up in an instant, opened the system to find the complete recipes, and asked the small kitchen to prepare the ingredients for the mutton hot pot.

When it was time for dinner, the eunuchs worked together to lift the iron pot and put it firmly on the temporary firewood pile in the courtyard.

Jiang Mian also personally helped Yan Qingyun mix several bowls of sauce, and asked him to choose the one he liked the most.

Winter hot pot, accompanied by small wine, is so beautiful.

Even in ancient times, some enjoyment was essential.

Later, Jiang Mian discovered that Yan Qingyun didn't like eating cheese very much, and even frowned slightly, showing a vague dislike.

so cute.

"Picky eaters." Jiang Mian bent her eyes on purpose and smiled lightly.

Yan Qingyun paused, and was about to pick up the thinly sliced ​​cheese again, when Jiang Mian raised his hand to stop it.

Jiang Mian propped up his chin and picked up a chopstick of mutton for him: "It happens to be mine, don't snatch it."

"Okay, I won't compete with you," Yan Qingyun couldn't help but smiled slightly, "Gu sometimes envies you, your appetite is so good."

"Of course, I'm easy to take care of." Jiang Mian looked proud.

Not only is he not picky eater, but he likes all human-made food.

It's a pity that Jiang Mian is a kitchen killer through and through. When he was learning to cut vegetables, he accidentally cut through the cutting board, and the head of the kitchen knife flew out directly, which almost caused an accident.

If the last world hadn't been helped by robots, Jiang Mian would never have dared to do it himself.

They chatted one after another like this, until the night was getting dark, and the fading firewood was still warm.

It was rare for Jiang Mian to feel warm all over his body, his face was slightly reddish by the heat, and his fingertips were warmed up again without touching the stove.

His cold body is his natural flaw, but the combination of wine and mutton hot pot really has a miraculous effect.

"Husband..." Jiang Mian said softly, blinking.

Yan Qingyun was already quite experienced, and he understood the hint in his tone almost instantly, leaned over and hugged Jiang Mian horizontally.

"Hey." Jiang Mian suddenly hugged Yan Qingyun's neck, turned her head and bit his ear, and then licked it gently with the alcohol.

"..."

Yan Qingyun's whole body froze, his pace quickened, and the tips of his ears even turned red that was visible to the naked eye.

"Are you shy? Husband, it turns out that you are also shy." Jiang Mian said with a smile.

Taking advantage of the situation, he acted more intimately and proactively, hanging limply on Yan Qingyun's body, and his sharp canine teeth viciously bit Yan Qingyun's rolling Adam's apple.

"Mianmian... Gu's robe is almost gone." Yan Qingyun closed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Candlelight flickered.

He had to admit it was a good night, too.

Recently, Yan Qingyun can often feel Jiang Mian's irresistible charm after drinking.

Sticking to him stickily, her voice softly whispered in her ear, smiling constantly in her slightly curved beautiful eyes.

Even the tail wobbled across the back of the hand, making Yan Qingyun wish to touch it a few more times, and afraid that Jiang Mian would suddenly lose control completely.

contradiction.

Ever since Jiang Mian appeared, Yan Qingyun always felt conflicted.

In the past, he always knew what he should do, how to do it, and how to choose.

But now he made many decisions, but even he couldn't predict the consequences.

But Yan Qingyun didn't regret it.

Maybe this is what it feels like to be truly alive.

Shen Heyun did not expect that he would run into his father's army returning to Beijing on the official road to northern Xinjiang.

He never dreamed of it.

The carrier pigeon disappeared without a trace, and he never heard any news from the palace along the way, which made Shen Heyun quite flustered.

And the moment his father saw him, he ordered someone to arrest him and tie him into the carriage.

But it is clear that in the previous life, my father should have been guarding the Hulu in northern Xinjiang!

Has his affairs been brought to light?So fast? !

Shen Heyun didn't want to believe it, and shouted, "Father, where is that Taoist? Where did that Taoist go?"

"Taoist? You are quite well-informed." General Shen was bearded and gruffly snorted while holding a whip. "A few days ago, a mysterious Taoist indeed came and gave me a few cards. Xing Talisman. I pasted the talisman paper on the horse to test the effect, no, five or six horses have run away to death now!"

Shen Heyun's eyes lit up: "And then? Did he..."

General Shen was so angry that he was half dead.

He raised his horsewhip and pointed at Shen Heyun's face, roaring loudly: "Then he disappeared, only you, a bastard, jumped out and disturbed my cleanliness! If I didn't stay in the capital, I even went to assassinate the princess ? What are you? Huh?"

"How is it possible? He, he shouldn't have left at this time! Impossible..." Shen Heyun's face was pale, and when he was about to speak again, the soldier stopped him.

The carriage door slammed shut, leaving only darkness in the field of vision.

"His grandma's, one or two are no different from lunatics!"