False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

Today is the third day for Shen Xuanhe to ascend the throne.

He stood in the empty Xuanzheng Hall with a dragon chair in front of him.

It has been more than half an hour now, and all the ministers have left, but he doesn't know where to go.

In other words, he didn't know where he could go back.

Three days ago, Shen Qingrang issued an edict for the throne of Zen, announcing that he was seriously ill and would have no children, thus allowing Prince Rui Shen Xuanhe to inherit the throne.

At that time, Shen Xuanhe's first reaction was not to be happy, but to think that there must be fraud in it.But the imperial decree has been issued, so this matter is already a certainty, and the only person who may have an accident is Han Yun.

But when he rushed to Yulan Palace, he found that the building was already empty.

At that moment, Shen Xuanhe couldn't tell what he felt.

He closed his eyes, stepped forward and sat on the dragon chair.

In fact, it's not so comfortable, it's hard and cold, and it's painful.

Shen Xuanhe was a little irritable, he took a deep breath and shouted: "Wuyi."

"Subordinates are here."

A black figure appeared in the temple.

"Have you found out where they are?"

"There is already a general area, but no specific detection has been carried out."

Shen Xuanhe said concisely: "As soon as possible."

"Subordinates obey."

Although the dark guard said it lightly, in fact, it was already five days later when Shen Xuanhe saw Han Yun.

It was a small frontier town, very cold, and it became even colder after it snowed. The cold wind pierced into the bones like an awl.

Shen Xuanhe stood at the corner of the alley, staring intently at a medicine hall diagonally opposite.

Han Yun was sitting inside, with three or four patients lined up in front of him, and he was talking to them patiently.Shen Qingrang was sitting next to him, holding a pen in his hand, as if he was writing a prescription, turning his head to look at Han Yun from time to time.

After a while they left, Shen Qingrang got up and poured a cup of hot tea to Han Yun's hand, then hugged him from behind, leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, and said something with a smile.

Han Yun was also amused and laughed, reaching out to put his arm around his neck.Shen Qingrang glanced at the door, it was snowing today, and it was approaching noon, and there were few pedestrians, so he squinted his eyes, helped Han Yun's face to kiss him.

Shen Xuanhe unconsciously clenched his fists.

The snowy day was gloomy, and the sky was getting dark quickly. It didn't take long for Han Yun to pack up and close the door. Shen Qingrang brought him a warm roasted sweet potato, then took the rag from him, and hurriedly wiped it. Tables and chairs, clean up paper and pens.

Han Yun was sitting on the sidelines as a supervisor, with sweet potatoes in one hand and scented tea in the other, very comfortable.

After tidying up, Shen Qingrang took the cloak and put it on for him, then squatted down in front of him to tie the belt for him.Han Yun held a huge roasted sweet potato in both hands, and ate it until his mouth was full of crumbs. Shen Qingrang hugged his knees and squatted on the ground laughing after tying the belt, looking up at him while laughing.

Han Yun glared at him.

Finally, the two walked out of the medicine hall holding hands.

Shen Xuanhe couldn't bear it anymore, strode out from the dark alley, and stopped in front of the two of them.

He smiled slightly, pretending to be calm: "Brother Huang."

Han Yun was still holding the sweet potato in his hand, H turned his head and glanced at him, he was actually not quite sure what Han Yun was thinking - or rather, he hadn't actually seen it through.

Han Yun held the sweet potato and said nothing, Shen Xuanhe looked at him, H couldn't help frowning with that gaze.

"I can't afford it." H sneered.

There were still a few pedestrians around them, but now the road was empty, and the bluestone road was covered with a thick layer of snow, which was pale in color.

Shen Xuanhe smiled, since he took that seat, he laughed more and more.

He said softly, "It's good to know."

Suddenly a few men in black came out from behind him, and grabbed Shen Qingrang from left to right. Han Yun threw the cold baked sweet potato on the ground, looked at Shen Xuanhe expressionlessly, and said, "Shen Qingrang!" And, what the hell are you going to do?"

Shen Xuanhe stared at him with burning eyes.

"I want you."

Han Yun laughed and said, "Shen Xuanhe, I never knew you were such a selfish person."

"You already have what you want, but you don't allow me to have what I want?"

"What do you want?" Shen Xuanhe's smile was distorted for a moment, but he quickly adjusted, still as gentle as ever, "What do you want, him? Shen Qingrang?" Speaking of which, he He paused, his eyes were clouded, but his voice was soft, "How can he be worthy of you?"

Han Yun raised the corners of his lips mockingly: "If he doesn't deserve you, you deserve it? Shen Xuanhe, do you think I'm so stupid that I can't see your use?"

Feelings are not an excuse to make mistakes, even if mixed with feelings, using them is still using them.

Shen Xuanhe was dumb for a moment, but he was never a thin-skinned person, so he regained his composure the next second and said, "I will explain this to you later."

"unnecessary."

Han Yun said coldly.

H has been taken away without a sound, Han Yun looked around, feeling a little dazed.He can't get in touch with Jin Tuanzi now. Although H used to be his system, the two have no spiritual connection, which is... a little troublesome.

He pursed his lips, turned and walked towards home.

This is just an ordinary town, and they didn't bring much money with them when they left the palace, so the place where they lived was naturally not as prosperous and luxurious as the capital, it was just an ordinary residence.

The weather was a little cold, Han Yun rubbed his hands, went to move the firewood and charcoal fire in the yard, and planned to make a fire for cooking, but as soon as he bent down, the firewood in front of him was picked up by a man in black, and the charcoal fire beside him Someone also took it, and the two bowed to Han Yun as a salute, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Han Yun was free all of a sudden, he didn't expect Shen Xuanhe's patience to be so good, it seemed that he planned to live here for a long time, and he was not in a hurry to return to the palace.

There is only one room in the house, and the other is a utility room, where no one can sleep.

Naturally, Han Yun didn't intend to let Shen Xuanhe sleep in the room, and was about to close the door with his backhand, but Shen Xuanhe raised his arm against the door frame, Han Yun subconsciously relaxed his strength, and he squeezed in.

"you--"

Shen Xuanhe approached him with his arms around his waist, Han Yun couldn't help but retreat, after two or three steps, he felt something pressed against his waist, he turned his head and looked, it was a table.

Han Yun turned his head, but almost kissed Shen Xuanhe, who had gotten close to him at some point. He frowned, and Shen Xuanhe smiled, and kissed the tip of his nose affectionately.

"It seems... a small room has its benefits, doesn't it?"

Han Yun turned his head, "Let go."

"what happened?"

Shen Xuanhe pinched his chin to make him turn his face away, "I thought, Ah Yun, we've been separated for so long, it's time for you to recall the past and get used to it again."

He pecked Han Yun's lips, and then gently sucked the kiss as before. Although the strength was gentle, the movement that imprisoned him was unexpectedly strong. Han Yun couldn't break free, and his back was pinned The table was so painful, he closed his eyes, turned his head slightly, and asked between Shen Xuan and the chasing one: "Where did you shut Shen Qing up?"

Shen Xuanhe paused.

Han Yun asked again: "What are you going to do to him?"

Shen Xuanhe kissed his ear lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter, do you care about him?"

Shen Xuanhe's arms around his waist tightened, and he forced himself to suppress the irritated anger in his heart, but he couldn't restrain the sharp thorns in his words:

"Like him, huh?"

Han Yun looked at him coldly: "If he dies, don't think that I will still be alive."

"Martyrdom?"

Shen Xuanhe laughed angrily, and the fire in his eyes suddenly burned.

"Since you care about him so much, then I advise you to be more obedient, otherwise I will cut off his meat piece by piece and throw it to pigs and dogs."

Han Yun's face changed. Although H is a system, it is naturally no different from human beings when reincarnated in the shell of human beings. Except for the possibility of emotional defects after awakening one's own consciousness, the other five senses are the same. Xuanhe really——

He didn't know if the system would have such things as psychological shadows, but Han Yun just thought of that scene and felt chills all over his body. This time he made a mistake. The ancient emperors didn't care about human ethics at all, even in modern people It seems that the extremely cruel execution by Ling Chi was just one of thousands of punishments in ancient times.In this regard, Han Yun has no doubts about the possibility of Shen Xuanhe's words being fulfilled.

He couldn't help gritting his teeth. In the past, Jin Tuanzi took him away from every world, but now he was the only one left. Apart from dying, Han Yun didn't know how to take the initiative to leave.

But even if it's death—there were gold balls to block the pain before, but now let him wipe his neck or commit suicide by taking poison?Han Yun is not sure that he has the courage.

"Ayun," Shen Xuanhe held his hand, "You know I love you."

Han Yun smiled sarcastically: "But you love the throne more."

Shen Xuanhe denied: "I won't give up on you for the throne, Ayun, I just want both. Since I have this ability, why can't I?"

The degree of shamelessness of this guy made Han Yun speechless.

Considering Shen Xuanhe's temperament and the current situation, it is meaningless to assume questions such as "Who do you save when the emperor and I fall into the water?" want to see him."

"Yes." Shen Xuanhe said, "I will let you see him when we get married."

He smiled and straightened Han Yun's long hair, as if he knew everything well.The feeling of completely controlling things in his hands made him a lot more stable, and even his voice calmed down.

"It's late, go to sleep."

Han Yun lay down with his clothes on, and suddenly there was another person beside him. He didn't sleep well, and passed the night in a daze. When he woke up in the morning, he found that his belt had been undone, his underwear was half-faded, and someone The indescribable is in a warm and tight place.

It was actually quite comfortable to be woken up like this. Han Yun snorted, but didn't bother to move, and was slapped halfway and halfway.

He was used to sleeping late in the morning, and he didn't have a good rest last night, so he fell asleep again after a long time.

Shen Xuanhe slept well, and the sense of fullness he hadn't had for a long time made him sleep well all night.

After rinsing his mouth, he lay back on the bed. He turned over and lay on his side, quietly looking at Han Yun's sleeping face.

There were plenty of charcoal fires in the room, and it was very warm. Han Yun's cheeks were bright red and his pale lips were shiny and moist. He couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed him, showing a smile.

In the afternoon, they set off to return to the palace. When they were about to leave, Han Yun took a special look at it, but Shen Qingrang did not accompany them.

"Stop thinking about him."

When sitting in the carriage, Shen Xuanhe said.

"You are my queen, Ayun."

The veins on Han Yun's forehead twitched: "Shen Xuanhe, I don't like that title."

With a chuckle, Shen Xuanhe got up slightly, and sat on Han Yun's lap with his long legs.

"It doesn't matter," he hugged Han Yun's neck, his hoarse voice was filled with a smile, "It's also fine to change the name, such as... Xianggong?"

Shen Xuanhe was tall, and after sitting on Han Yun's lap, he could reach the roof of the carriage just by standing up a little bit. He lowered his head and kissed Han Yun, rubbing back and forth between his crotch ambiguously.

Han Yun pushed him away angrily, Shen Xuanhe didn't notice for a moment, hit his head on the roof of the car, and the whole car shook accordingly.

The dark guard who was driving stopped and asked, "Master?"

"nothing."

Shen Xuanhe sat up, the dark guard answered yes, pulled the reins and continued driving.

Han Yun lowered his head and straightened the ripped skirt with a cold expression.

Shen Xuanhe's face was a little ugly, he leaned against the carriage to calm down for a while, then smiled, and said softly: "Don't get angry with me, Ayun."

"Having a temper?" Han Yun smiled, "Shen Xuanhe, you want me to be obedient, but you use Shen Qingrang to force me, and then I am obedient, and I marry you, are you happy?"

Shen Xuan was silent.

He seemed calm and extremely satisfied with everything now, but deep down somewhere in his heart, he knew very clearly that everything now was just an illusion of self-deception.Han Yun no longer loves him, his tenderness and obedience are no longer because of him, if Shen Qingrang dies, Shen Xuanhe has no doubt that Han Yun will turn around and leave immediately.

In this confrontation, it seemed that he had the upper hand, but in fact, Shen Xuanhe was the weakest side.

Without Shen Qingrang, he would have nothing.