Excuse me, I'm a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

After seeing the princess's face, the people around couldn't help being startled.

Seeing the bride's appearance, Yan Jiuqin couldn't help being happy, so he took the initiative to take her hand that was on the skirt, and when he touched it, he felt that the other's jade hand was soft and boneless, like a brocade.

For some reason, the other party moved his hands aside, Yan Jiuqin thought it was Zhaoyang's shyness.So he took her soft hand more generously, and clasped her five fingers that did not touch the spring water.

The joy in my heart turned into a soft voice with the corners of my lips raised: "Princess."

The beating of gongs and drums in the surroundings covered up the voice of the call, and the only ones who could be heard were Yan Jiuqin and Zhaoyang in the sedan chair.

at night.

It was the wedding night in the bridal chamber, when the shadows of the candles were red.

The concubine Yan, who hadn't sobered up from the wine and drank a lot at the banquet tonight, was helped back to the new house.After the lively relatives and friends dispersed, the son-in-law stretched out his hand to push the door, but the door was not pushed. The son-in-law thought he was too drunk to do anything, so he pushed it twice again, only to find that the door was locked.

It was the first time in his life that he was married, Prince Yan was thinking about where he had neglected the princess, the smell of alcohol was still strong, before he had time to think about it, he knocked on the door twice and called out: "Princess, it's me."

Called twice, no one answered.Yan Jiuqin tapped the door twice more, thinking that the other party was too tired to fall asleep.The wind blew at the door for a while before the sound of slow footsteps came from the main room inside.

Moving the voice to the door, the golden steps on the bun swayed as the body moved, the pearl tassels and the wreath swayed, making the sound of treasures colliding together.

After turning the lock for a while, he opened the door, but there was no one outside the door, but his leg was bumped, and half of his leg was pressed down. Zhaoyang took a step back. A person next to her leg fell sideways on the ground.

Taking a closer look, that person was also wearing a big red robe just like her.With a slender figure, he lowered his head slightly. After the door was opened like this, he fell back and woke up at the same time. When he fell back, half of his snow-white face flashed by. Zhaoyang saw only him His back and his neck, it took a long time for the people on the ground to get up.

Seeing him like this, Zhaoyang was stupefied, down and out of shape, and couldn't help saying contemptuously: "Who are you?"

Yan Jiuqin drank so much that Prime Minister Yan couldn't bear it just now and said something to help him out, otherwise he would have been vomiting on the outside by now.Although he is not much better, but at least he still has one or two minds.Seeing the princess, he couldn't help bowing his hands: "Princess."

The other party seemed to be so drunk that he didn't even hear her words clearly, his waist was hanging down, and he didn't get up straight for a long time, Zhaoyang became disgusted again: "What are you doing, why are you drinking so much?"

"Happy," Yan Jiuqin straightened up to look at the princess's face, "I am happy to marry the princess."

It is not an exaggeration to say the truth, because he married not only a princess, but also the most beautiful woman in the world.Really happy.

Only now did Zhaoyang see Yan Jiuqin's face clearly, and his heart was shocked. He saw his bright cheeks, just like the two rose-red petaled epiphyllums on the windowsill, and a cloud of evil spirit was born in front of him.

Pearl-red jade-colored beads fell all over her body, half of her face was lifted up, a face as snow-white as a river, embellished in pearl-and-jade-colored, extraordinarily gorgeous.

His brows and eyes were originally a little cold, but when he smiled slightly, the clouds and mist dispersed, like three thousand peach blossoms, shining brightly.

Today is the son of Yugui, suitable for his family.

Although she has a phoenix crown and a beautiful skirt, and her cheeks are like peaches and plums, she couldn't help but feel inferior in front of him.

Zhaoyang was in a daze for a moment, then cleared his voice, "Are you Yan Jiuqin?"

Yan Jiuqin nodded, "It's me, princess." He was still outside the door, the other party had already opened the door, so he walked in naturally, and Zhaoyang had already entered the new house in a daze.

Zhaoyang returned to the new room, and saw that he had collapsed on the bright red quilt, his eyes drooped, and only his face, which was so white on weekdays, remained. Like snow in February.That face is really mesmerizing.

Seeing him occupying his bed, Zhaoyang couldn't help chasing him away, "Get up, get out of here."

Shaking a few times, Yan Jiuqin closed his eyes but did not wake up.Zhaoyang was extremely annoyed, but in his annoyance, he saw the snow-colored skin on his neck, his chest was heaving due to drinking too much strong wine, his figure was very tall and beautiful, his waist was slender and his legs were long. The wrong feeling of wanting to rape.

Wearing a bright red robe, his complexion is more beautiful than snow, and his eyebrows are gorgeous.Reminiscent of a fairy bathing in fire.

Zhaoyang gritted his teeth, not allowing himself to see him again.He took a pot of cold water and poured it on the face of the person on the bed. He slightly opened his black eyelashes like phoenix feathers, and his face, temples, and clothes were soaked with a lot of cold water.

"Get up for me."

Zhaoyang's cold reprimand, Yan Jiuqin's appearance was still dazed, his face was wet, and some of the black hair around him were also wet. She is a beauty who has been raped.

The beauty was still in a daze, looking at the princess in the red dress with her eyes soaked in cold water, and said slowly, "Princess...you, you are so beautiful...I, I forgot to drink a cup of wine."

Seeing the other party staring at him absent-mindedly, Zhao Yang thought he was being confused, but only after hearing that sentence later did he realize that he was infatuated by his beauty.

He became more and more annoyed, and pushed him off the bed to the ground, "You are not worthy of this princess' bed,"

Yan Jiuqin was drunk, and when he heard this, he couldn't help being stunned, "Princess...you, don't be annoyed."

Zhaoyang's face is as proud as snow, and his temperament is as frosty. Seen in the red candlelight, he is really stunning.

"If it wasn't for my father's marriage proposal, this princess would not have looked at you. Don't think that you are my princess' son-in-law after worshiping heaven and earth. I can tell you that this princess will not admit that you are my husband-in-law, let alone you. Fancy getting into my bed."

After being reprimanded, Yan Jiuqin was a little stunned, his expression was puzzled, and his wet face was slightly astonished. After a long while, the son-in-law replied in a daze: "I was wrong, princess, I shouldn't drink so much... "

The face that had been moistened by the smell of alcohol, in the candlelight, coupled with the delicate expression, gave birth to a sense of weakness that made people want to be trampled on.

"Princess, I was wrong" in such a low voice, coupled with that worldly appearance and unrepentant expression, she looks really pitiful.

If the ordinary people around saw him, they couldn't bear to criticize him anymore.But Zhaoyang is different. Yu Qiluo grew up since she was a child, and she is doted on in every possible way. The emperor's favorite princess has a fierce temper.In addition, she was born with the beauty of being hard to give up, and the beauty of the six palaces. She is arrogant and arrogant. Except for her father and the prince and brother, she has never tolerated others in her eyes.

"Get up for me, without my permission, you are not allowed to enter this room." Zhaoyang ordered him.

The shadow of the candle flickered, and Yan Jiuqin was in a daze.

The next day.

"How are the young master and the princess last night? I heard that the young master slept in the study?" Prime Minister Yan asked the butler. A cup of morning tea had just been brewed on the table.

The housekeeper really didn't know the details of the truth, but he heard his servant chew a few words in the morning, and replied, "Princess is precious, so she will inevitably have a little temper."

Prime Minister Yan's expression sank for a moment, and the tea cup he picked up stopped again.

The butler diverted his attention and said to him, "The young master is still in the study, may I ask him to get up and say hello to you?"

"He drank so much in the past few days, let him sleep more. Besides, he will come over by himself when he wakes up." Yan Gupan said this, and saw him sweeping the yellowed floating leaves on the teacup, In the bottom of my heart, I am worried.

The butler replied "Yes", and sighed in his heart, no matter how strict his father was on the outside, how harsh his words were on weekdays, and how strict the family rules were, the sentence "let him sleep more" still loved the young master.

Yan Jiuqin came out of the study and ran into Prime Minister Yan who was about to look for him.He greeted his father first, and Yan Gupan let him into the study together.

"Go and apologize to the princess later." The first sentence was this sentence, and Yan Jiuqin who bowed his waist replied somehow.

Yan Gupan, who was sitting on the seat, glanced at Yan Jiuqin, and saw the blue color in his eyes, with his head lowered, he didn't look like someone who provoked, was frivolous, or offended the princess.

"You must have neglected the princess somewhere to make the princess treat you like this. Go pick out some gifts for the princess, and then explain the situation to her carefully. If you accidentally made a mistake, you will treat the princess like a treasure in the future." Yan Gupan taught him. , he not only taught Yan Jiuqin to become a talent in the classics of poetry and books, but also taught him how to get along with husband and wife when he got married.

Yan Jiuqin only nodded docilely, and then listened to Yan Cheng preaching to him, "If you don't have enough money, ask the butler for the bill. I heard that the princess likes Qiluo and Zhenbao, so buy more for her. Don't disobey her in other matters." wishes."

Yan Jiuqin also only bowed his head, answering "Yes".Although he is a martial artist, he is only a fifth or sixth rank.Because my father was the prime minister, although he was the best in classical poetry and prose, in order to avoid suspicion of his father's "high official privileges", he refused to pursue a civil service career and became a low-level military officer.So the salary is not much.

Yan Gupan said that to be an official, one must first learn to be a man.Low-key, modest and prudent, do not seek speed in everything, only seek stability.This is also why he is willing to temporarily serve as the right guard Zhonglang general.

In the afternoon, Yan Jiuqin, who had returned from buying Lingluo jewelry, went to see Zhaoyang.

The door of the room was not closed, Yan Jiuqin hadn't walked to the door, and saw a maid who was married to the princess in the room, "Is the princess here?"

When Yan'er saw Yan Jiuqin, his eyes really lit up, he really felt like a flash of light appeared in front of him, and immediately said: "Here, princess, the son-in-law is here." With this sound, Zhaoyang was summoned from the house.

Zhaoyang had already changed out of his scarlet wedding gown, and wore a water-green gauze skirt with a layer of goose-yellow tulle wrapped around it, and a small fox fur, which made his skin fairer than the mist on the snow-capped mountains. so-so.

She wore a crescent moon bun, her temples were like clouds, a string of pomegranate-colored red beads and gemstone earrings under her ears, her lips were as red as red, and her skin was as white as snow floating on the surface of the river, which was extremely beautiful.

Zhaoyang looked outside the door, he was holding a man with silk in his arms, and he came from a cold and arrogant way: "What are you doing here?"