deltrittennovels Chapter 44 044
Chapter 44 044
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Yan Lang turned his eyes away in a bit of embarrassment, not daring to look at Cheng Xiezhi, and not daring to answer his words, only hearing his own breathing that suddenly increased.
However, Cheng Xiezhi is a person who is used to making progress, he wrapped his fingers around Yan Lang's hair, and said in an intimate gesture: "Your Majesty?"
He elongated his lazy tone, full of playful smiles, and he was about to touch Yan Lang's skin an inch closer.
Yan Lang couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards him, Cheng Xiezhi was caught off guard and pulled into his arms.This is a dangerous and intimate posture, and at the same time, Cheng Xiezhi was skillfully imprisoned in place and unable to break free.Cheng Xiezhi also seemed to have sensed the danger, he slowly softened his expression a little, and blinked obediently at Yan Lang, which was an innocent gesture of showing weakness.
Yan Lang sneered slightly, he could guarantee that as long as he softened his heart, Cheng Xiezhi would immediately slip away.He put his palm on Cheng Xiezhi's unnoticeably bent down waist, and smiled innocently at the young man in his arms: "Didn't Xiezhi want to know how I am going to make an apology?"
Perhaps because the body is a cat, Cheng Xiezhi's bones are softer than ordinary people.Seeing that the thought of wanting to take advantage of the gap and escape was pierced by Yan Lang, Cheng Xiezhi sat upright and said as if nothing had happened: "I don't want to know. Let's talk about it when you are ready to apologize to me."
If it wasn't for the fact that more than half of the vitality had been replaced by Yan Lang, now that the transformation between human form and cat form could no longer be maintained, Cheng Xiezhi would have changed back to the form of a cat and fled away, why would he be a fish to be slaughtered here.
Yan Lang smiled: "But I can tell Xiezhi now."
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The system covered its eyes in despair, and couldn't bear to watch the host dig a hole for itself and bury itself with soil.At the same time, it gloats a little, and when the host dares to make fun of it in the future, it must use this incident to mock the host!
Yan Lang's gift of apology hadn't arrived yet, and the matter with the Marquis of Changyang came to fruition first.Yu Linwei did not find Tang Zijin's whereabouts in the Changyang Hou Mansion, but accidentally searched out the close correspondence between the young master of Changyang Hou Mansion and several royal family members, and the words used were quite disrespectful.This is enough for the Marquis of Changyang to drink a pot.
Yan Lang demoted his title, temporarily dismissed him from his position in the court, and made him contemplate his mistakes behind closed doors at the mansion.This news frightened the old lady of Hou's mansion into fainting. She almost didn't wake up that day. When she finally regained her energy after a few days of rest, the young master suddenly called Tang Zijin, who was raised in the house outside, in the name of joy. Married into the mansion.
The young master changed Tang Zijin's name and surname, only saying that she is a woman from a good family, but the old lady has seen Tang Zijin many times, so why not recognize her?He rolled his eyes and fainted again.When the old lady woke up, she immediately took the white silk to wipe her neck, forcing the young master to give up Tang Zijin.Tang Zijin felt aggrieved, felt shameless, and cried and said that he would lose his hair and become a nun.
Now the little Hou Ye was devastated and in a dilemma, and the whole Hou Mansion was in dire straits.
Ye Heyue couldn't help but be thankful that she was not married.She shook her head, but didn't pay much attention to it, and just devoted herself to the embroidery workshop she ran.
Cheng Xiezhi listened to this incident as a joke, and felt that Tang Zijin was such a wonderful person, and everywhere she went, she was completely innocent and pitiful.
The system is also paying attention to the development of the situation, and it said to Cheng Xiezhi with some doubts: "The luck on Tang Zijin's body has disappeared, and I captured part of it before returning to heaven and earth."
"It turns out that luck will also disappear."
The system is a little emotional.
"Tang Zijin's luck comes from the Duke Tang's mansion who can protect her. Now that the tree has fallen and the monkeys are scattered, she has no noble status, and she can't stand up by herself. What kind of luck does she have?" Cheng Xiezhi didn't find it strange at all. "Things in the world are not static. Of course, people's fate and luck will change accordingly."
The system nodded half-understanding, and said: "The space-time coordinates of the next world to jump are a bit far away. Fortunately, we have collected a lot of energy. I feel that the next world may be a bit special, host, you have to prepare as soon as possible ——Although I know you are busy dating now, I still want to remind you."
"If you can't fix the problem as soon as possible and give me a slightly more normal identity, then it's useless for me to prepare more." Cheng Xiezhi smiled with indescribable sarcasm.
The system rolled to the corner aggrieved, and began to investigate the cause again.
Cheng Xiezhi lowered his eyes, and the bright red beads on the wrist bones were as bright as blood, dazzling.He exhaled soundlessly, but still didn't touch the beads on his wrist.
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When Cheng Xiezhi almost forgot that he had tricked Yanlang into offering an apology gift, the young emperor finished processing the memorial and suddenly said, "I'm going to live with the Qintian supervisor. The eighth day of next month is a rare event in ten years." See you on an auspicious day. Shall we get married that day?"
He asked Cheng Xiezhi for his opinion.
Cheng Xiezhi had witnessed many grand wedding scenes, but this was the first time it was his turn.The young man froze almost imperceptibly, and then responded briskly as if nothing had happened: "Okay, I can do it."
He seemed to be talking nonchalantly, slowly clenched a piece of slipped sleeve, and quietly wiped the sweat from his palm, with a calm surface, as if he didn't care about it.
Yan Lang handed him the wedding procedure drafted by the Ministry of Rites: "I have removed some cumbersome procedures, if you still don't like it, just cross it out." He knew that Cheng Xiezhi didn't like these cumbersome etiquette rules very much, The wedding ceremony will also be streamlined again and again.
The Ministry of Rites had never encountered an emperor marrying a man and announced it to the world. After three days of hard work, he finally finalized a general procedure, especially when the emperor emphasized to the Minister of Rites that he was not a queen, but a marriage.Let Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites wipe a cold sweat on his forehead.
Although it sounds like two similar statements, but if it is said from the mouth of the emperor, there is a lot to say.Let the whole Ministry of Rites tremble with fear.Fortunately, Cheng Xiezhi had nothing dissatisfied, so the Minister of Rites reluctantly let go of a hanging heart.
The Minister of Rites naturally knew how much Yan Lang attached importance to this marriage. It was rare for a decisive emperor not to directly execute the courtiers who opposed marrying a man.Maybe Yan Lang didn't want any imperfection in his big marriage.
Because of this, many ministers felt that it was actually a good thing for Yan Lang to marry Cheng Xiezhi.At least in front of Cheng Xiezhi, Yan Lang's temper was unheard of.By accident, this marriage turned out to be a rare good thing.
Cheng Xiezhi took it and glanced at the general process. He was completely unfamiliar with the ancient emperor's wedding ceremony, and he didn't know what process Yan Lang had simplified.He nodded calmly as a response.
Yan Lang smiled lightly: "My gift of apology for you is ready."
Hearing this, Cheng Xiezhi raised his long eyebrows, and the slightly tense long string in his heart was slightly loosened, and he regained his usual composure: "Then when can I see you again?"
"tonight."
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At nightfall, the lights come on.
Cheng Xiezhi waved a jade bone fan, and Yan Lang walked through the bustling crowd.
There is no curfew in the imperial capital for a month, and the east and west squares are decorated with lanterns and festoons, fire trees and silver flowers, fish and dragons swimming around, ribbons and silk sash fluttering under the moonlight.
This is the excitement of the prosperous age.
Cheng Xiezhi's wrist was tightly grasped by the people behind him. He acquiesced to this intimate gesture, and lifted a lantern from the stall to look at it: "Where is my gift?"
A branch of peach blossoms in full bloom slanted from the side, the flower branches swayed, and clusters bloomed like piles of snow.Cheng Xiezhi reached out to pick it up: "It's not spring anymore, where did the peach blossoms come from?"
In an era that emphasizes the natural growth of all things, it stands to reason that such a peach blossom that violates the laws of the seasons should not appear.
Yan Lang deliberately pretended not to understand what he said: "I picked it from a tree."
"Where's the tree?" Within two sentences, the two had already walked out of the lively crowd and came to a stone bridge.Yan Lang smiled in a low voice, the bright lights made his eyebrows and eyes gentle, he motioned Cheng Xiezhi to look towards the other side of the river, a tree was glowing with peach blossoms shining in the water, like smoke like a dream, and there were fireworks in the dark night not far away. It exploded, and the colorful lights slid down in an instant, falling onto the peach blossom petals of the tree.
Cheng Xiezhi was stunned.
The system happily interjected: "I know how this peach blossom tree blooms in this season!"
Cheng Xiezhi laughed, "Idiot, shut up."
Yan Lang took him by the hand and walked to the peach blossom tree. Young men and women surrounded the tree in twos and threes, and tied the red silk to the peach blossom tree.Cheng Xiezhi knew that this was a way of praying for a happy marriage.
"It's an apology gift." Yan Lang stared at his side face and said softly.
"You like peach blossoms very much, and you also like excitement. So I allow them to seek marriage here."
"How do you know?" Cheng Xiezhi didn't admit it, and asked quietly.
"It's a gut feeling."
Cheng Xiezhi was noncommittal to Yan Lang's answer, and he curled the corner of his mouth.He is not someone who shows his likes and dislikes on his face, even the system may not be able to tell what he likes immediately.
"I do like excitement, but the person who really likes this kind of flower is my mother." Cheng Xiezhi revealed the distant and vague past to others for the first time, "To celebrate my birth, she will be in the place where I live. The extinct peach blossoms were cultivated and given to me as a gift."
Cheng Xiezhi smiled as he spoke, and suddenly added an irrelevant sentence: "If our positions are at odds, you will be a very interesting opponent."
"Yan Lang, you really know how to spy on people's hearts." Cheng Xiezhi sighed slightly, with a feeling of helplessness in his words.
It was as if even if he didn't want to, at this moment, Cheng Xiezhi had to admit that he had lost a step to Yanlang.
Can only be willing to admit defeat.
Yan Lang brushed off a piece of pink and white petals that fell on his hair, and solemnly promised in a low voice: "I will not be your enemy. Xie Zhi."
When he pronounced Cheng Xie's name, there was always a gentle and tender taste, like peach blossoms falling on a spring night, soft and beautiful like a dream.
The red silk on the peach blossom tree swayed gently in the evening wind, and the silver-bell-like laughter of the young woman melted into the arms of her lover.Cheng Xiezhi looked up at the peach blossom tree, the pink and white petals spread all over the ground, and were blown up by the wind. The peach blossom branches in his hands bloomed quietly and lively, as if he wanted to give all his enthusiasm and sincerity.
"It's a pity that I don't have red silk."
He said.
Yan Lang's wrist moved slightly, and the red ribbon under his sleeve flashed. Just as he was about to speak, Cheng Xiezhi turned his face, pulled back the string of red glazed beads on his wrist, and put it on Yan Lang's right wrist.
"Since there is no red silk, I will use this to supply you."
The author has something to say: [Yan Lang: Fortunately, I didn't speak. 】