my voice is poisonous

As soon as Wen Yu said a word, Wen Qinru put on a ghostly look as if he had been slapped in the head by thunder.

Wen Qinru: "Huh?"

Wen Yu's words had already been spoken, there was no reason to take them back, she nodded seriously, and said back to her: "Brother has taken a fancy to Yan Qing, what do you say?"

Wen Qin was in a daze, and couldn't calm down for a long time. Seeing Wen Yu's attentive appearance waiting for her to reply, she forced a sigh of relief and settled down, for fear that if she reacted too much, Wen Yu would think that She objected, hurting his virgin heart that had sprouted just now.

"I'm thinking..." Wen Qinru said with difficulty, "In folk tales, even demons and ghosts can stay with people, and there was almost a male queen in the previous dynasty. It's not necessarily a big deal for a man to be with a man. What's more, Yan Qing's personality and appearance match his brother's. If he also falls in love with his brother, the two of you are happy, and you two are happy, then... Just in one place... There are no elders around our family who force my elder brother to carry on the family line, my elder brother is...how happy...how come..."

Wen Yu waited for her to finish without saying a word, his heart suddenly became hot, he never expected Wen Qinru to say such words.

"You are much more open-minded than I imagined." Wen Yu smiled gratefully, "Then brother, thank you first."

"My brothers and sisters don't talk about this." Wen Qinru finished speaking, frowned, and asked worriedly: "But brother, you have a crush on Yan Qing, but how can Yan Qing avoid you like a snake?"

Wen Yu laughed silently when he heard the words, thinking that it was not easy to explain the reason to the girl in detail. He lowered his eyes and thought, and suddenly had an idea, hooked his fingers to let Wen Qinru approach, and changed the subject to pretend to be mysterious Said: "Sister, how about you perform a play with your brother at night, and try to test Yan Qing's tone?"

Wen Qinru nodded without thinking, "Okay."

******

After matching the words with Wen Qinru, Wen Yu went back to his courtyard.

The door of Yan Qingjiang's room was closed tightly, and his washed obscene pants were hanging on the clothes hanger in front of the door.

Wen Yu couldn't hold back and wanted to laugh, he went back to his room lightly, lying on the bed more and more happy.

He has lived for half of his life, only thinking that his marriage was a cypress tree with no flowers to bloom, but now the situation has suddenly changed, and he has become the son-in-law of a half-celestial clan.

Tianlei should have explained it like this that day, and when he thought about it, the smile on his face became brighter.

When it was time for dinner, he and Wen Qinru made an appointment to sit at the dinner table first.

When Yan Qingjiang came, he lowered his head again. He stood at the door and said "wait for a long time", then stopped talking, and sat down straight after entering the door.

"Let's eat when everyone is here." Wen Yu walked away from the table as if nothing had happened, Wen Qinru frowned while picking up vegetables, thinking about it, imitating those long-mouthed eighth wives I saw at the market a few days ago, winking She put on a blunt and obscene look, stretched her neck, and lowered her tone of voice, and suddenly said: "Brother, just a few days ago, I heard my lord say that His Majesty is going to marry the sixth princess? After some time, is there anyone to choose for the son-in-law?"

It is not uncommon to refer to marriages, the sixth princess has also reached the age of trial marriage, and His Majesty has indeed been choosing a husband for her these days.It's just that "letting the adults say" is false, and it is true that Wen Yu privately instructed her to start like this.

Wen Yu replied calmly, "It will be clear in three to five days."

"Need to wait another three or five days?" Wen Qinru pursed her lips, half in regret and half in anticipation, pretending to be more gossip, raised her eyebrows, and coquettishly coquettishly with a long voice, and laughed in a low voice, "How about... don't make me wait any longer, brother pinch your fingers and tell me the result? I'm just curious, girls always like to hear these things."

"Nonsense." Wen Yu scolded her indifferently, and stuffed a chopstick of vegetables into his mouth, "You shouldn't be curious about Tian's family affairs, so don't be curious, it's not good anyway."

The two of them played happily, but Yan Qingjiang didn't even lift his head, he ate his food with his head buried, look at that, after another three or five mouthfuls, he would throw the bowl and leave again.

Wen Yu raised her eyebrows and gave Wen Qinru a look, she nodded knowingly, raised her sleeve to cover half of her face, sneered and laughed, then changed her voice and joked Wen Yu: "Brother, are you hiding it or not?" Let me know, but are you shy? Could it be...the chosen one is you?"

As soon as she said a word, Yan Qingjiang immediately stopped his hands. He raised his head abruptly, and his shocked eyes met Wen Yu who was calmly facing the table.

On, without thinking, he quickly lowered his head.

Wen Yu half-curled his hands between his lips, covering up his smile, his tone inexplicably became much lighter, and reprimanded Wen Qinru in an uncomfortable way: "You're talking nonsense again."

These three words made him say that he didn't mean it, it was no different from an indirect admission.

Yan Qingjiang lowered his head and lowered his eyes, his fingers unconsciously tightened the bamboo chopsticks, his arms trembled slightly, Wen Qinru added fire to him when he saw this, and continued: "I heard that the princess was born with a beautiful face, a considerate and docile temperament, and she is still kind. Poems and songs, there are talented women in the palace

She said that it would be great if she could really be my sister-in-law.Brother, oh? "

Wen Yu's eyes locked on Yan Qingjiang, seeing him suddenly slump his shoulders, he intentionally smiled ambiguously and said: "It's a lot."

"I didn't." This was the agreed conclusion between the two of them. Wen Qinru deliberately turned his voice and leaned over to Yan Qingjiang, "Yan Qing, what do you think?"

Hearing the words, Yan Qingjiang got up with a "shua", causing the dishes on half the table to jump together. He said "I'm done eating" with trembling lips, turned around and ran away without raising his head.

Seeing this, the two brothers and sisters felt all the big stones in their hearts fall to the ground, and the corners of their mouths and brows could not help but smile.

"Why are you laughing? If my brother doesn't chase after me, my real sister-in-law will be gone!" Wen Qinru urged him reproachfully.

Wen Yu carefully wiped the corners of Kai's lips with a handkerchief, got up with a happy face, and chased after him.

Although the trick is an old trick, and the routine is also a cliché, it cannot resist its usefulness.

*****

Wen Yu chased all the way to the courtyard, and as expected, he saw that the door of Yan Qingjiang's room was closed tightly.

He stood in front of the door and hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and pushed the door open without even saying hello.

Yan Qingjiang lit the pear flower lamp again. He was lying on his stomach under the lamp. Hearing the sound, he turned around in astonishment and saw Wen Yu standing behind him with a gentle smile. Ignoring him, he turned his head and lay down on the table again.

His eyes were slightly red, and his expression was depressed. He was exactly like those people in the world of mortals who had lost their hearts. He didn't have the appearance of a fairy who was as tall and distant as a moonlight on the sacred tree that year.

Wen Yudeng's heart ached, he walked behind him, took off his outer shirt and put it on his shoulders, and said softly: "You don't have much clothes on, be careful of catching cold."

Yan Qingjiang replied to him in a hoarse voice without moving: "You take the clothes away, I'm not cold."

Wen Yu ignored him, sat down beside him, twisted an empty teacup in his hand, looked at his side face, turned his eyes, and said: "Qinru asked you a question just now, and you haven't answered yet, you also feel that Should I marry that princess?"

Yan Qingjiang's breathing stagnated, and his folded hands suddenly clenched into fists, his chest felt tight and stuffy, and there was still a slight throbbing pain.

He got up in the morning and made a fuss about it, and spent the day alone in the room thinking about it a little bit, only thinking that he might have the same thoughts about Wen Yu as that demon about Shichuan.

It's nothing to do with it, the Wu people of his descendants don't shy away from love, it would be a good thing if they can be happy with each other, although Wen Yu treats him very well, but I don't know if there are other meanings in this "good".

If he followed his past temperament, he would probably have asked Wen Yu directly to ask for clarification, but he let Wen Yu break through two embarrassing things in a row, for fear that Wen Yu would think that he was a serious person and see him clearly, and was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to face him. To him, but he suddenly cut off his unrequited love.

Yan Qingjiang took a quick breath, suppressing his grief, and didn't want to be looked down upon by others.

The aloofness that had been cultivated in his bones in the past came out, he gritted his teeth and looked at Wen Yu stubbornly, saying: "Marry, of course you should marry, just like what Qinru said, you two are a perfect match. "

After he finished speaking, he buried his head in the crook of his arms, leaving only the back of his head for Wen Yu, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm tired and going to sleep, you—"

After all, Yan Qingjiang remembered that this was Wen Yu's mansion, and he swallowed the "you go out" that came out of his mouth. He only hoped that Wen Yu would know more about love and interest.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yu was not the one who was sensible, he continued to sit beside him and talk to himself, chattering so annoyingly: "But I think that the princess will definitely not be as the rumors say, she must be another unruly and capricious person." Yes, not at all."

Yan Qingjiang just thought that Wen Yu was deliberately showing off and talking irony, so he plunged into his arms and made up his mind to stay still.

Wen Yu was not in a hurry, and lightly touched the back of Yan Qingjiang's head with the teacup in his hand, changed his voice, and said with a meaningful smile: "I think you are much better than her."

Yan Qingjiang was simple-minded, and was hiding his admiration. Hearing this, he tilted his head slightly, revealing one eye that looked at him unconvincingly. Just as he was about to speak, Wen Yu suddenly stopped laughing, and asked him in a deep voice: " How many of those books did you read yesterday?"

Yan Qingjiang wondered in astonishment, why did he have this question again, and was about to speak when Wen Yu said again: "To tell you the truth, I have taught you—'Sincereness is the end of things, there is nothing without sincerity, that's why a gentleman is sincere." expensive'." (Note 1)

Yan Qingjiang's heart turned cold immediately, and he thought that Wen Yu really didn't believe him, so he sat up straight to argue, and became more and more aggrieved: "I only read four pages!"

"Having a dream after only reading four pages in the morning?" Wen Yu frowned, and said, "What were you thinking about at the time of the dream?"

Yan Qingjiang couldn't lie, and he couldn't panic. When he met Wen Yu's probing eyes, he felt like crying.

His lips were pursed and his shoulders were trembling, but Wen Yu didn't let him go, and when his upper lip touched his lower lip, he said again, "Sincerity, everything lasts forever, and sincerity is nothing, that's why a gentleman acts sincerely—" —”

Before the word "expensive" could be uttered, Wen Yu saw that Yan Qingjiang was like a strong man with his wrist cut off, wrapped in an aura of death-defying attitude, he fit him and rushed towards him, pressed him on the table, and bit his lips fiercely down.

Wen Yu: "!!!"

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The second time he was kissed by the same person.

Note 1: Sincerity is the end of things, and there is nothing without sincerity, so sincerity is the most important thing for a gentleman——"The Doctrine of the Mean"