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

In fact, Yan Qingyun didn't want to ask these questions at all.

He was shocked by Jiang Mian's ability.

As a born ruler, Yan Qingyun has never seen a more uncontrollable existence than Jiang Mian.

Occasionally, he even felt that it was like meeting Jiang Mian for the first time.

There are always secrets, and there are always new things waiting for him to discover, and there are always things that he couldn't understand at all, which surpassed his imagination little by little.

There is also the obvious contempt and contempt for authority, the unscrupulous and careless on the surface...Jiang Mian is free, but he is willing to stay in this deep palace and be by his side.

It made him uneasy.

After all, at the beginning, Yan Qingyun also thought that Jiang Mian was just a monster who became interested in him for a while.He cooperates with himself to play a scene of the princess, and after enjoying himself, he can turn his head and leave at any time.

But after getting along with each other over time, Yan Qingyun felt that this was not the case.

He could feel that Jiang Mian cared about him and treated him better and better.Everything looks fine.

But what kind of life Jiang Mian has experienced is still difficult for Yan Qingyun to imagine.

Occasionally, Jiang Mian would seem very far away from him, so far away that it seemed that he did not belong to the same world, and so far away that no matter how noble he was, he couldn't assert that he could keep Jiang Mian.

Those inexplicable thoughts often filled his mind, and they were disturbing and mixed.

This had never happened before, and it made him wonder how to deal with it properly.Yan Qingyun has long been used to hiding her thoughts in front of everyone.

He tried to touch Taoist He Fang's so-called magic weapon, but found that it was much harder than he imagined to destroy it as easily as Jiang Mian.

It was as if an invisible hand was pushing him away suddenly, and something that was difficult to explain with common sense was preventing him from continuing to exert force.

But for Jiang Mian, it was something he could do without any effort.

Such a strong contrast awakened Yan Qingyun's gradually calming mind—there was an insurmountable gap between him and Jiang Mian.

He didn't even dare to ask.

Until Jiang Mian saw through everything.

"To seize a body is to borrow a corpse to bring back the soul. If your consciousness is strong enough, you can even forcibly seize the body of a living person and crush the soul of the other person."

Jiang Mian explained with a natural expression, leaning softly on his shoulder, intertwined with his fingers.

"……I see."

"But I didn't do that." Jiang Mian whispered.

Yan Qingyun nodded slightly, and kissed Jiang Mian's hair: "I believe you alone."

"Eh, you trust me that much?" Jiang Mian tilted her head.

"Gu always believes in you."

Hearing this, Jiang Mian raised his chin meaningfully, and said, "Then if I am a bad fairy, if I really took away the innocent little vixen, what should you do?"

He bent his eyes and smiled, the mole at the corner of his eye was bright red.

But Yan Qingyun was silent for a moment, and said honestly: "It won't be a problem. As long as you are still the lonely princess, it will be fine, and the lonely only needs you."

The rest of the vixens have nothing to do with him, Yan Qingyun, it is better to kill them as soon as possible.

Even if Jiang Mian really came here, he didn't care much.

What Yan Qingyun really cares about is that seizing the house is not impossible for Jiang Mian.

Then Jiang Mian can live forever.

When he follows the laws of heaven and earth to live, grow old, get sick and die, and Jiang Mian can continue to live in this world...then what?

Will Jiang Mian get along with others like he did to him now?

Yan Qingyun didn't dare to think deeply.

When Jiang Mian heard what Yan Qingyun said, her smile became brighter, she turned over and sat on his lap, and put her arms around his neck.

"But my husband, what if I'm actually an old monster, with only a layer of skeleton left in my body, and now I just used magic... so what should I do?" Jiang Mian said softly.

The warm breath interrupted Yan Qingyun's thoughts.

He never expected that Jiang Mian would speak so frankly.

Pressed tightly by that light and insubstantial body, Yan Qingyun couldn't help pinching Jiang Mian's face.

Smooth and tender as a newborn.

This is not black magic, but reality within reach.

And, the pearl powder and white jade cream he sent to Ruyifang to buy were really effective.

"Mianmian, what Gu cares about is definitely not something so shallow as appearance." After Yan Qingyun finished speaking, she gently kissed the end of his eyes.

"Really? I think I'm superficial." Jiang Mian obediently raised her head to kiss him, then bent her lips and said intentionally, "Your Highness, didn't you just want me to be good-looking at the beginning?"

Yan Qingyun was quiet for a moment.

He didn't know how to explain, the moment he met Jiang Mian's eyes on the wedding night, his heart was suddenly clenched.

Jiang Mian puffed up her face: "If you don't speak, you admit it. Husband, you are interested in it."

"Okay, I'm just looking for sex, I'm a beast in clothes." Yan Qingyun smiled with downcast eyes, and asked seemingly casually, "Then Mianmian, since that's the case, why are you willing to stay by Gu's side?"

"...Because, because you are good to me." Jiang Mian got stuck for a while, and became confident again, "Besides, I am very happy when I am with you."

Even though he has been married several times in Small World, this is still Jiang Mian's first love affair, and he has no experience.

He only knows that many things his wife does make him very happy.

Although there were too many obvious things that were wrong, it made him feel like he was being played by someone, and sometimes he was even half-dead with anger...but Jiang Mian still enjoyed it.

After all, he also occasionally wants to make his wife half dead.

This is an interesting life.

"Good to you..." Yan Qingyun brushed away the broken hair on Jiang Mian's forehead, looked at him deeply and said, "Mianmian, if you want to find someone who is good to you, it should be extremely easy."

"That's not true," Jiang Mian snorted, "Who else would be like you, who would just fumble around with my tail when seeing my tail, but didn't send me to the dojo to get rid of the demon?"

Traveling around the world as cannon fodder gave Jiang Mian a deep understanding.

When loathing or rejecting a person has become a customary rule in the social circle... Even if this rule is extremely naive from the outside world, not everyone can ignore the "convention", not everyone Willing to challenge the rules.

Even Jiang Mian didn't do anything bad.

Although he wasn't injured, doing too many tasks would make him very tired.

As for Jiang Mian's coquettish accusation, Yan Qingyun couldn't refute it.He just likes Jiang Mian's tail.

He reluctantly accepted the "good for me" answer, but he still had doubts.

"Mianmian, I just don't understand. You clearly have such abilities and are quite intelligent enough to accomplish great things, but why... you sleep all day long?"

"Well, because of you, it's obvious, right?" Jiang Mian pressed softly into his arms, "The majestic Crown Prince Xia is my husband, so of course I don't want to work harder."

He was always very tired, but he was not so tired when he was beside Yan Qingyun.

"... Gu has never thought about it this way, but I once guessed that it is because maintaining a human form requires a lot of mana, so you have to sleep and cultivate." Yan Qingyun was silent for a moment, and added quietly.

Jiang Mian froze for a moment, frowned and tapped his chest, and complained softly, "Yan Qingyun, you have to learn to take some credit for yourself. You've been so kind to me, why are you still thinking about nonsense all day long?"

If he didn't have a wife, he might have tried to disguise himself by now, and then mixed up with the court to intrigue.

Brother can't show his face at will, the tasks in this world won't be so easy to do.

Yan Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for...I understand, you just don't have confidence in yourself," Jiang Mian pinched his face, "Your Highness, you are very popular, and those who really love you and want to be a princess may be able to stand up all the way." Went to the northern border. Look at that Shen Heyun, isn't he already crazy enough to want to kill me and hurry up?"

Hearing the protagonist Shou's name, Yan Qingyun's eyes flashed with fleeting coldness, then he sighed lightly, raised his hand to caress Jiang Mian's wrist: "This is different. Mianmian, I only want you."

Going around, it's still the same topic.

Jiang Mian suddenly understood why his wife was clearly hiding behind the scenes and refused to come out even though she was clearly on the verge of breaking through.

The more you think, the easier it is to become timid.

Instead of continuing to talk tenderly and tenderly...

Jiang Mian cleared her throat, straightened her face, took Yan Qingyun's hand, and said a little forcefully, "It's nothing different, Yan Qingyun, I only want you, you should remember it well."

"Okay." Yan Qingyun's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he replied in a low voice.

"If you can't remember, I'll do it until you remember, so that you don't have time to think about it." Jiang Mian narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"...Well, I just remember."

Yan Qingyun took a breath when he heard it.Jiang Mian's words definitely didn't contain any moisture.

"Good boy," Jiang Mian raised the corners of her lips again, "Do you want to kiss me?"

"want."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Qingyun raised his head while being strangled by the neck.

Such an aggressive, undeniably strong kiss made him unable to focus on other things.

His mind was blank, and he couldn't help but clenched the armrest of the mahogany chair, hardly finding a chance to breathe.

He had no choice but to close his eyes and let his thoughts be swept away by Jiang Mian's strength.

Jiang Mian's liking is actually very simple.

He will show his true nature and flaws without reservation, including those bad qualities that others may try to hide.

He can be very obedient and clingy, gentle and considerate, but also lazy, willful and vicious.

It's his way of expressing trust.

Jiang Mian thought he was real enough, sticking to his wife sticky all day long, even acting coquettishly and throwing temper tantrums when jealous, but his wife still tends to feel insecure.

Then the only thing left is to bully his wife.

When the lips and teeth separated, Yan Qingyun's dark jade-like pupils were rarely covered with a layer of mist, absent-minded and fragile.

Jiang Mian didn't speak, and took the jade pendant around his waist back to the bedroom, and pushed him down on the bed.

If it doesn't work this time, next time he'll just cry and show Yan Qingyun.

the next morning.

Yan Qingyun stroked the slightly tingling corner of his lips, and silently finished two bowls of hot porridge.

Fortunately, the Great Court has just passed, so he doesn't need to get up early to go to court.

And Jiang Mian brought the ointment prescribed by Doctor Wang, scooped out a little with her fingertips, applied it on the damaged part of his lips, and rubbed it gently.

The ointment was slightly cool, exuding a faint herbal aroma, which immediately relieved the looming stinging pain.

"Does it still hurt?" Jiang Mian asked softly.

Looking at Jiang Mian's soft and concerned eyes, Yan Qingyun felt warm in his heart.

"never mind."

"Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Ah."

Although Yan Qingyun liked it very much at the time, Jiang Mian did bite a bit harder.

At least today, Yan Qingyun is obviously no longer full of worries like before.

The study room was lit with pure and tranquil incense.

Jiang Mian leaned against Yan Qingyun and rubbed his waist for him.

Seeing that he was about to write a memorial about Taoist He Fang, Jiang Mian said, "By the way, sir, don't kill him for now, I still have something to ask."

Yan Qingyun paused slightly: "Okay, you can ask. I know what I can't write to my father."

"I suspect that he also secretly made plans against the Jiang family, but he didn't mention it." Jiang Mian pointed.

"Afraid of adding to the crime?" Yan Qingyun frowned slightly.

"Maybe." After finishing speaking, Jiang Mian suddenly rolled his eyes, and said abruptly, "How about it, are you still worried about some little secret I'm hiding? Do you want to ask more questions?"

Yan Qingyun suddenly recalled Jiang Mian's smile last night, and couldn't help feeling a little weak.He collected himself, and then replied with difficulty: "...I don't have this kind of thought anymore."

"That's good."

Jiang Mian kissed him with a smile, got up and left the study.

Hmm, that's about the same.

He called Nineteen to unlock the dungeon's iron lock, lifted his clothes and walked into the cell.

Taoist He Fang was lying on the haystack, it seemed that he hadn't slept all night, the blood in his eyes became more and more obvious, and he looked a little dodgy when he looked at him.

In fact, as long as any Taoist is in their hands, the turmoil caused by the so-called dragon slaying technique will be considered as an end.

Others have no rhetoric to lobby generals to rebel, the hidden danger of the upcoming plague has been completely resolved, and Yan Qingyun will no longer encounter potential safety problems.

But this witchcraft trouble, although it has not yet happened...but where did it start?

Jiang Mian asked Nineteen to avoid him temporarily, then took a chair and sat down, stepped on Taoist He Fang's ankle and asked carefully about the origin of the original owner.

And Taoist He Fang already regarded Jiang Mian as a playful thousand-year-old monster, so frightened that he shouted for mercy several times before telling the truth tremblingly.

As Jiang Mian expected, Taoist He Fang set up the pawn of the original owner in the Jiang family many years ago.

The real brother of the Jiang family was pampered and willful since he was a child, and because he was playful when he was young, he sneaked out of Jiang's mansion with two or three servants on the night of the Lantern Festival in a certain year, wanting to... Watching lanterns on a cruise ship, but accidentally fell into the water.

And Taoist He Fang had long thought of murdering him. Seeing him drowning, not only did he not reach out to rescue him, but he immediately destroyed his body and wiped out his memory.

Then he cast a spell to turn the little fox into the appearance of the brother, jumped into the water, and was rescued by the anxious servant.In order to ensure that no flaws were revealed, he also asked the original owner to pretend to be frightened and had a high fever. Even if his temperament changed slightly, he could reasonably deceive everyone in the Jiang family.

In addition, it is quite delicate for my brother to fall into the water. In the ancient society that valued chastity, it should not be easily revealed... This matter was slowly concealed like this, and no one mentioned it again.

After many years of planning to exchange the real for the fake, curse the royal family, and bring down the Jiang family, even if one party doesn't go according to plan, he can choose another route.

This guy just made all the preparations, and maybe he could kill two birds with one stone by combining them together.It's really bad.

Jiang Mian's eyes became colder, and the force she stepped on him became heavier: "Did you let him hide something he shouldn't have in Jiangfu?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes...!" Taoist He Fang was so painful that he could hardly speak.

Then he was knocked unconscious by Jiang Mian's chair.

Jiang Mian confessed to Yan Qingyun the possibility of witchcraft props in the Jiang Mansion.

Even though this was the biggest taboo in the feudal era, and it might even lead to the death of thousands of people, he would not hesitate at all.

Yan Qingyun could feel Jiang Mian's trust, but rarely became serious: "Mianmian, how do you want to deal with it?"

"My parents are getting old, I don't want them to be surprised for nothing," Jiang Mian hooked his warm fingertips, thought for a moment and said, "When I have time, I will steal those things and destroy them. Be fair and aboveboard, just treat it as you accompanying me back to my mother's house, and don't say anything else."

"Okay, I'll leave the palace tomorrow." Yan Qingyun said without hesitation.

Jiang Mian blinked, raised her hand to touch the corner of his lips: "Husband, you are not in good shape yet, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Yan Qingyun: "..."

His previously tense face suddenly became stiff.

Jiang Mian bent her eyes, held back a smile and said, "So, when you're done with your work, you can lie on the bed, and I'll rub your waist for you, then apply a warm compress, and then take a bath?"

As for how the corner of the mouth of the golden, noble and precious prince was injured... that is of course the evidence of their harmony, and there is no need to cover it up.

"...Yes." Yan Qingyun replied in a low voice.

The more Jiang Mian wanted to take care of him with empathy, the more Yan Qingyun's ears blushed involuntarily.

He also felt a little uncomfortable.

But Jiang Mian would not let him go.

After lunch, Yan Qingyun took off his shirt according to Jiang Mian's instructions, and lay down on the couch.

Jiang Mian lent him her own soft pillow.

The cold fingertips caressed his firm back and the smooth and beautiful lower back with muscles.

Yan Qingyun couldn't help tensing his body, buried his face in the pillow, and could still smell the faint fragrance of hibiscus leaves.That's the smell Jiang Mian likes when washing her hair, he thought.

In an instant, the unique and slightly astringent medicinal fragrance of Diedajiu diffused, making Jiang Mian's fingertips faintly warm.

"Husband, why are you nervous?" He chuckled lightly.

Yan Qingyun didn't speak, he remained silent and buried his face deeper.