I would rather die than OOC[Quick Transmigration]

Sang Yi's eyes brightened slightly, but Xie Yuan just looked down at him, his dark eyes were sparkling, and after seeing his shadow, he finally just turned away, gave a lukewarm "um", and backed away Half a step away from his hand holding his sleeve.

Sang Yi hit the snake with the stick, and didn't let go at all, pretending to be knocked down by this light blow, and quickly threw himself into his arms.Xie Ran obviously didn't expect this, and before he could dodge in time, he subconsciously took him into his arms.

Xie Yuan frowned.

Sang Yi hurriedly let go of him, and looked at him a little helplessly, her eyes were clear: "Did I touch your wound?"

Seeing his innocent and harmless appearance, Xie Yuan compared the person in front of him with the person who simply left him and ran away that day, feeling a little dazed, and then confirmed that Sang Yi was trying to punish him.

He said, "It's okay."

Sang Yi lowered her head, stretched out her hand tentatively, took off his cloak, tidied it up and put it in her arms, and said in a soft voice: "You are exhausted, rest first, and I will send someone to deliver the food later, okay? "

Xie Ran didn't even look at him, and after walking a few steps, he said: "No, I've already eaten outside."

The adjutant next to him said: "Young general, let me come down and get the clothes."

Sang Yi hugged Xie Ran's cloak, shook her head, as if she was greedy for something cheap, and smiled shyly: "It's okay, you should take a good rest, and leave these things to me."

After watching the group leave, Sang Yi handed over the cloak to the people around her, returned to the table by herself, and slowly peeled the lobster shells.He ate happily, but the people present did not dare to show their anger, and looked at him cautiously.

Sang Yi looked at the few lobsters left in the food bowl, and asked, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

Others felt sorry for his cold reception, and thought that he turned his grief into food, so they didn't want to grab him, so Sang Yi wiped out the things on the table.

After drinking and eating, he wiped his hands and rinsed his mouth, and heard the attendant beside him ask: "Young master, what should we do now?"

"What should I do?" Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Sang Yi suddenly asked, "Where does Xie Yuan live?"

The attendant replied: "The west wing, from the top of the rockery, the side near the water."

Sang Yi asked again: "Then where do I live?"

The attendant thought he was sad and confused, so he hurriedly replied: "This is on the way, you are in the main wing."

Sang Yi scratched her head: "It's not very far." Then she sent the attendant away and went back to her room to rest.

His room is not big. When Sang Yi first came here a few days ago, he had someone move out the furnishings and other old things, and rearranged them according to his own preferences.The plain clothes were burned, and they were uniformly replaced with dark and bright colors. The sour poems of those windy, flowery and snowy nights were also lost, and replaced with martial arts biographies and picture books.

Of the original things in this room, he only kept a drawer of letters, which were written to him by the late general's wife. Each letter has not been opened, it has been placed for a long time, and it is as clean as new.

Sang Yi hadn't seen her mother since she was a child, and in this life, the general's wife died early, so she didn't feel much.He opened those letters one by one, and after reading them one by one, he found that the old lady always mentioned Xie Yuan in every letter, praised Xie Yuan to the sky, and asked him to live a good life with him.To be blunt is to tie this person to death so that he can take care of him for the rest of his life.

His mother wrote: "You look like this, and the officialdom is dangerous. How would you live without Xie Lang?"

Sang Yi traced the handwriting and knew that she had not passed the imperial examination in this life, was incompetent in literature and martial arts, arrogant at home and timid outside.These are things he already knows, and he skips them when he reads them.

The only thing that made him pay more attention was that the old lady probably broke the pot and wrote in detail the men's sexual intercourse in the letter, hoping that if her son could not keep Xie Yuan emotionally, at least he would be able to keep Xie Yuan emotionally. He was pleased, probably because he only had one good face, and Xie Yuan happened to be a person with a strong sense of responsibility, as long as he asked for it, he would not refuse to give it.

The previous self was probably extremely bored, and ignored all the letters when they came, not to mention intercourse, what he heard was that the two had been sleeping in separate rooms for the past five years, and they hadn't even spent their wedding night together.

Scrolling down, I can only see a pile of love letters, seventy or eighty at least, all in his own handwriting, I don't know who to send them to, and I have never sent them.

Sang Yi stood in front of the window, calling for someone to give him a pot of wine, then weighed the paper and said slowly: "Consummate the house..."

The wine delivery man came in, just in time to hear his words, and was taken aback by these three words.Sang Yi didn't shy away, and waved to ask people: "Is there any orchid pill in the pharmacy in the house? If not, it's okay to send a few more pots of Chunyang wine, or you can buy it in Hualou kiln, the kind that wants to arouse | love .”

The servant opened his mouth wide, and the jug in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

On the other side, Xie Yuan arranged his things, and stood behind the screen to change his dressing.

Someone timidly asked outside the door: "Master, young master, he drank a lot of wine and got drunk. He just said that he misses you very much."

Xie Yuan slowly unwrapped the bandage on his body, looked at the terrible wound on his shoulder, and replied casually: "Just pretend, let him go."

"Don't you, master, the young master has not been normal for the past month. He said that he should start a new life and start over. He no longer likes all the things he liked in the past. He is now skillful and delicate in playing things that he used to kill. Didn't you suffer from a madman? How about..."

"Why not?"

The person outside the door swallowed: "Go to accompany the young master? We think about it day and night, and we feel distressed when we see it."

Xie Yuan stopped what he was doing, and for no reason, he thought of the scene of that man squatting in front of him, drooping his eyes and carefully applying medicine to him on a heavy rainy day.Quiet and stable, like a stranger who has never been married.

what does he look like

It seems that they look pretty good, but the two of them have no chance.

When Xie Yuan was 20 years old, he was appreciated by the Holy Master and promoted to a high position. A young man with high spirits and no one behind him could fall as hard as he raised. He was framed by an adulterer. The reason for the helper is nothing else, but to make him a door-to-door son-in-law.

He opened up the words and asked: "Thank you, General, for your kindness, but... how dare you ask Ling Ai? I can't protect myself now. Once I get married, I am afraid that the daughter of the family will suffer."

The old general looked distressed: "This...you follow me to the mansion, you will know when you see it."

He went there, and what he saw was nothing else, not the delicate woman he imagined hiding behind the screen, but a young man.It's not a daughter, but a jade-like male doll, about thirteen or fourteen years old, lying crookedly on the stone table in the courtyard, with drooping eyelashes, taking a nap amidst the fragrance of wind and lotus.

That was the impression he kept of him, he was still too young to talk about any feelings, only responsibility.In the past five years, people often came to tell him how the major general was, and he gradually realized that this little guy didn't like him very much. From now on, those people would not talk about it in front of him, and he didn't bother to ask.

Xie Yuan was indifferent by nature, he didn't bother to put his face on his face and put on his ass, and he tried his best to please a young man, which happened to avoid a trouble.It's just that Beizhao's five-year war ended in his hands, and his life was peaceful, but he also had to face the current problem: what should I do if there is such a big living person in my family?

The little guy who was soft and sleeping had grown into a tall young man with cold brows and eyes. When he came home, he threw himself into his arms the moment he stepped into the gate of the courtyard.A strange touch came up along the arm, as if the little guy stumbled towards him back then, and when he raised his head, he stepped over from the green age and became his "lover" in a flash.

Before he could figure it out, the door rang again.He told the people outside to retreat, but the knock on the door didn't mean to stop.Xie Yuan changed the medicine for himself, and when he got up, he heard the knock on the door replaced by a rustling sound, as if he was picking a lock.

He opened the door and saw that Sang Yi was standing in front of his door, concentrating on tinkering with the lock. The young man was quick with his hands and feet, and half of it had been removed.Taking a step closer, the loose hair has a faint tea fragrance, mixed with a good smell of wine, and taking a step closer, a pair of bright eyes look straight over: "I'll sleep here with you, okay?"

His cheeks were red and his breath was hot.