Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

The moment Wen Yan got up the next day and stepped out the door, before he fully woke up, he saw a figure reflected in the corridor.

The long and deep corridor is not bright, only the morning light that is better than nothing penetrates through the half-opened window at the end, Wen Yan didn't turn his head, he knew it was Cohen, he didn't know how long this man had been waiting here, but But I don't know why he is waiting here.

"Morning." Wen Yan said in a relaxed tone.

"Morning." The voice was tired, hoarse and obscure, and it didn't look like it should say good morning at all.

Wen Yan suppressed the emotions in his heart, and walked downstairs, "Did you see the things I asked the housekeeper to give you yesterday?"

Cohen was just a few steps behind Wen Yan. It wasn't considered intimacy, but it meant a bit of intrusion. After a long silence, he finally sighed and said, "You should leave it to me yourself."

"If I hand it to you personally, will you agree?" Wen Yan paused and turned to look at Cohen.

The man stood on the steps, the buttons on his collar were unbuttoned, his body was loose and cold, and he looked a little embarrassed.Wen Yan glanced hastily, and there were exactly four steps between them. For him, these four steps were the distance of four planes. From Shen Ze to the current Cohen, as long as he stretched out his hand a little, he could touch bump.

But An Luo is not...

Wen Yan sighed inwardly.

Cohen didn't say yes or no, but Wen Yan heard his answer.

"You won't." Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, "So it doesn't matter whether I handed this letter to you or someone else handed it to you."

"The chapter on the letter was made by Queen Catherine." Cohen walked slowly towards Wen Yan, one step at a time, "An Luo, is that why you want to divorce me?"

"So you let go of accompanying me to the banquet just for this letter?" Cohen stood in front of Wen Yan.

The two were too close, and An Luo was more than a head shorter than Cohen. Wen Yan raised his head slightly to barely be at eye level with Cohen. Wen Yan felt that this would not work, as his height had already been suppressed by a head, and his momentum could not prevail , so he took a step back, trying to break through the height disadvantage from a strange angle.

But Wen Yan's seemingly subconscious step back shattered Cohen's already dying hope. Does this person hate himself so much?Hate it so much that you can't even take a step closer?

The hand beside Cohen clenched and then loosened, loosened and then clenched unwillingly, but in the end he couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart. When he took a step closer, Wen Yan took a step back, and when he took another step closer, Wen Yan took another step back One step, until Wen Yan couldn't retreat, Cohen put one hand on the cold armrest behind him, avoided Wen Yan's movements, and wrapped him into his arms.

This is all right, originally I only looked up at him slightly, but now even if I stretched my neck desperately, I could only see his chin.

"Someone is watching from below." Wen Yan said helplessly.

"Tell me that you went to see Queen Catherine just for this letter, didn't you?" Cohen's deep voice lingered in Wen Yan's ears, mixed with the sound of a violent heartbeat, and Wen Yan vaguely noticed something , It seems to have made this popular?

But obviously you didn't do anything?

"No." Wen Yan replied bluntly, he did not expect Catherine's appearance.

Cohen's gloomy breath was dissipated by this sentence, but Wen Yan threw him off the cliff again with the next sentence, "But even if there is no Queen Catherine, this letter will appear in your hands."

For the first time, Cohen felt tired, and it was the kind of tiredness that fit his breathing. He said in a hoarse voice, "Why?"

Why?Wen Yan put his hand on Cohen's chest, and pushed away his restraint without much effort, "Cohen, do you know why An Luo wants to divorce you?"

Wen Yan did not use "I", but "An Luo".

Because these words were spoken by An Luo to the real Cohen.

Wen Yan thought it was a bit funny. When he was Fang Bai and Su Yao, he couldn't respond to "him" because he was Wen Yan. Now when he wanted to be Wen Yan, this person took Cohen's identity.

"I'll tell you." Wen Yan said as he turned and walked upstairs.

When he came back, he had something in his hand.

Wen Yan put it in Cohen's hands, An Luo survived every day and all the expectations, and returned it to Cohen along with the answer, and he said solemnly: "The reason you want."

"That divorce letter is very reasonable, I don't want anything else, just leave this house to me."

Wen Yan's voice was not loud, but it was like a bomb that had been ignited. The servants who were embarrassed to leave or stay were affected, and instantly froze in place.

Didn't it mean that the two had an intimate interaction at the banquet last night?How come you're about to get divorced?

If this matter was put in the past, they would hardly doubt the authenticity of it, and it can even be said that they are happy to hear it. It is only natural to end a ridiculous mistake, but now it seems...

Where is Anlo Oggyatt who fell headfirst, it was obviously Cohen Normand.

And these days, perhaps because of the appearance of Terry and Cohen, they can obviously feel that the "Madame" is in a much better mood, will smile at them, and occasionally chat with them, which is not at all like the previous rejection The appearance outside, as if something broke a hole, and then dripped under the sparks, clustered into another cluster of sparks.

They like their current wife, but if the breakdown of this marriage will burn this brand new An Luo, they feel it's a pity.

Wen Yan walked down the stairs step by step, looked at the people standing with their heads bowed, and said softly: "If you are willing to stay, then stay, if you don't want to stay, go to the butler to settle the star." Coins are fine."

"Trouble housekeeper."

"Master, you're welcome." The butler replied, looking up at Cohen who was standing on the stairs without saying a word. After a long time, he turned his gaze back to Wen Yan and said, "I've been here for most of my life. If you don't mind, Master." , I hope I can stay here."

"Naturally." Wen Yan walked towards the dining table, "That couldn't be better, thank you housekeeper."

Everyone didn't know what happened between An Luo and Cohen, and they didn't know why the admiral who had been tough and determined not to divorce had let go. They only knew that when they saw the admiral again, he came out of the study, neatly There is no wrinkle in the military uniform, and the cooler that has been loaded a long time ago and can be fired in the next second.

However, the eye sockets were red, as if he had scarred himself before hurting anyone else.

"I've signed the letter." Cohen stood still in front of Wen Yan, "Put it in that notebook."

That was the reason An Luo gave him, and it was also the answer he gave An Luo.

"Yeah." Wen Yan sat on his hair and took a sip of tea, and said indifferently.

"However," Cohen squatted down half-kneeling, barely blinking, staring at Wen Yan's eyebrows, eyelashes, and mouth one by one, looking extremely hard, and finally raised the corners of his mouth as if he was relieved, and used Said in the most gentle tone of my life: "I won't wait for you to become An Luo."

"I will accompany you to become the real you."

"Also use a brand new me." The curve of Cohen's mouth became deeper and deeper, and the smile and tenderness in his eyes fell to the ground, "I swear by my name."

Before Wen Yan had time to react, a kiss that was so light that it seemed weightless fell on Wen Yan's eyebrows.

The fragrance of tea was very strong, and the hot air wrapped in the fragrance was tumbling around, but Wen Yan seemed to smell nothing, only feeling that he was completely enveloped by Cohen's breath.

second kiss.

It all falls here.

The tips of Wen Yan's ears were instantly stained with a layer of blush, and he subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple, and a deep and pleasant chuckle sounded beside Wen Yan's ears, between his eyebrows, and on his heart.

Wen Yan really wanted to splash the tea in Cohen's face.

Really shameless!

What are you doing so close?

"If you're bored, call Terry to come over to accompany you." Cohen straightened up and paused, "you can call me too."

One day later, Empire News officially announced the news that "Admiral Cohen and An Luo are officially divorced". In just a few moments, the whole empire was erupting, and everyone shouted "Finally, finally divorced!"

【This is the only thing An Luo has done right in his life. 】

[I think it's really funny, it's obviously good news to be married, but when it comes to An Luo and the general, the divorce has become a good thing worth telling the world. 】

【So the admiral came back this time not only for a meeting, but also to resolve the divorce issue by the way? 】

[By the way... I don't know what An Luo felt when he saw it, marriage is casual, divorce is incidental, miserable...]

【But I heard that the general is very protective of An Luo. When he attended Queen Catherine's birthday banquet, a group of people's jaws dropped. Why did they get divorced so quickly? 】

The empire was full of wind and rain, and the Nordman family at the center of the vortex was even more "a cloud of guests". Compared with the scene when Cohen got married, it was even worse. When Cohen took time to return to the main house, they were attacked from all directions It's all kinds of "congratulations".

Except for Cohen, Admiral Harold, and Terry, who had obviously cried, almost everyone looked happy. At that moment, Admiral Cohen, who had just been kicked out by his sweetheart, just wanted to put the mecha down here.

"Brother, you clearly promised me." Terry broke free from his mother's arms, ran to Cohen with red eyes, grabbed Cohen with wet hands from wiping away tears, and choked up: "You are a liar .”

Cohen's serious face faded when Terry called "brother". In this place, the only one standing beside him was this little guy. He knelt down and picked up Terry, and gently rubbed it off with the back of his hand. With tears streaming down his face, he coaxed softly: "I made him angry."

"So he...he doesn't want you," Terry said, sobbing.

Cohen couldn't refute at all, so he nodded coldly.

Terry pursed his lips, knowing that it was An Luo who didn't want Cohen anymore, which meant that An Luo was no longer a member of their family, which meant that he didn't want him anymore. After finally suppressing his emotions, he surged up again, and he stretched out his arms and hugged Cohen's neck. Crying, the crying became louder and louder, until it started to hiccup and had to stop.

Admiral Harold was watching the "crying" one big and one small not far away, and in a trance, he had the illusion that An Luo "abandoned his wife and son". He shook his head and put the unrealistic After cleaning up his thoughts, he coldly glanced at the group of "congratulatory" people, without showing any extra expressions, and saw off the guests in a deep voice.

When they passed by Cohen holding their breath, they saw Cohen slowly put Terry down, and then slowly got up. The intimidating momentum forced everyone to stop and freeze in place. Cohen was alive Compared with the gods on the battlefield, who dare not even touch mechas, their blood is almost overwhelming.

Everyone shrank subconsciously, and then heard the sentence "An Luo is my man, before, and in the future."

"If I hear the word 'divorce' again, let me see you two times," Cohen raised his lips, "I will solve it in my own way."

"No one is an exception."

Although Cohen smiled, the hostility in his words obliterated everything. The sentence "No one is an exception" was like an ice blade, piercing everyone's heart without leaving any sympathy, but what did they suffer? Unable to do anything, or dare not do anything, almost fled, and didn't even have time to think about why Cohen would say "An Luo is my man".

"Cohen," Harold stood up and walked upstairs, "come with me."

Wen Yan didn't know that the empire was in turmoil because of the news of his divorce with Cohen. Cohen hadn't had a good night's sleep these days, and he didn't get any better because the guide quietly threw him four "genetic tests". Wen Yan had a faint premonition in his heart. Sure enough, after three days of research on Holt's relics and the history of the Oggyatt family, the guide generously gave him another four words—gene awakening.

This time Wen Yan didn't intend to let the guide pass the test, just when he was about to ask, the guide suddenly let out a sharp and piercing siren.

beep, beep, beep...

warn!warn!

This was the first time Wen Yan heard a warning sound in the middle of a mission, and it was more severe than ever before.