The daughter of the firstborn is rebellious and is reborn to bury her whole family

Upon hearing this, Shen Qiyin paused while pouring tea.

In the dead of night, he came to me to "demand punishment" just for this sentence?

"Hmm..." She held the tea in front of Xiao Yan with both hands and said thoughtfully, "Perhaps your understanding of 'well-cooked' is different from mine?"

Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked at the snacks on the table and asked, "Who ate the snacks?"

"Honeysuckle."

"Who cooked the charcoal?"

"Honeysuckle."

"Who did you give the flute to?"

"Honeysuckle."

Honeysuckle, who heard their conversation in the inner room, said: "..." She did eat, roast and collect it, but was there something wrong?

Xiao Yan's deep gaze fell on Shen Qiyin's fair and clear face. When he spoke again, his tone seemed helpless and indulgent: "Do you have a conscience?"

Miss Shen: “No.”

Her conscience has been fed to the turtle.

Xiao Yan burst out laughing.

The light-colored lips curled up slightly, and the faint smile was fleeting, but when he looked at her, there was still a smile in his eyes, like a tiny light flickering faintly.

"Master Xiao..."

"Han Yu." A cold and low voice interrupted her gently.

"What?" Shen Qiyin didn't react for a moment.

"A solitary boat floats on the lake, the moonlight is like cold jade." Xiao Yan looked at her with a focused and serious look, and seemed to reveal an indescribable gentleness: "Han Yu, that's my courtesy name."

Shen Qiyin was stunned.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes slightly and continued to speak to himself: "I am twenty-two this year."

"My birthday is August 15th."

"I like black."

"I love grapes."

"Good at..." At this point, he obviously hesitated.

After thinking for a moment, he continued with a serious face: "Good at killing people."

"Usually use the sword."

"At certain times, he is also good at using conspiracy and trickery to kill people with borrowed knives."

"Not married yet, and..." He paused again.

This time, he was not thinking, but seemed a little embarrassed, and his voice was a little lower: "...There is no concubine either."

The more Shen Qiyin listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

She understood what he said before. She said she was not familiar with him, so he told her about his situation one by one to let her know. But what were the last two sentences?

It’s okay that they haven’t married yet, but they don’t have a concubine... Is this something she can know?

This was the first time Xiao Yan had introduced himself to someone like this since he was a child. Since he had little experience, he added uncertainly, "If you want to know anything else, you can ask me."

"Really?" Shen Qiyin's eyes lit up slightly.

"Ah."

"Then no matter what I ask, you can't be angry."

"I'm not angry." There was even a hint of smile in his voice.

Shen Qiyin was not a person without sense of propriety. She did not dare to ask about any serious matters concerning the court or the Qiying Pavilion. However, the messy gossip aroused her curiosity.

"You are still unmarried, so you must want to achieve something in your career first. When you become a high-ranking official, will you think of marrying a wife that suits your taste?"

Xiao Yan pursed his lips and did not answer.

Shen Qiyin thought it was his problem that made him feel offended, and just as he was about to explain, he heard him say, "There is something wrong with your problem."

Shen Qiyin was puzzled: "What's the problem?"

"Why do you have to assume that it will be after I reach the highest position in the government, instead of now?"

"Hmm?" Shen Qiyin felt that there was something behind his words, so she asked hurriedly, "Does the master want to get married now?!"

"……Um."

Xiao Yan actually admitted it directly!

Their eyes met, and that pair of inky black eyes was filled with infinite tenderness.

Shen Qi watched as his cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually spreading to the tips of his ears, and even his neck was faintly red, disappearing under his collar.

But he still stared at her, never looking away.

In a flash, a very outrageous idea flashed through Shen Qiyin's mind.

Xiao Yan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he opened his lips again and said, "You... don't you want to ask who I want to marry?"