[R18] Brother as husband – “Brother as Husband” Chapter 13 [English]

13 fright

“What did he just do to you?”

Jiang Fuyuan looked at Yan Luan, who had been squatting on the ground for a long time, and was still a little scared. She came at the wrong time just now, and she happened to see Yan Jing pressing Yan Luan. She was nervous and made a sound. Yan Jing glanced at her when he left. The murderous look with a gentle smile made her even weak in her legs.

Yan Luan covered her pale face, squatted on the grass covered with cherry blossom petals, and said angrily: “He, he…touched my butt! Wuwu~”

The delicate buttocks on the left, even though there were several layers of skirts and shirts, still retained the strength of the man’s kneading. This is definitely not something that a biological brother can do!

“So perverted! However, after living for so many years to see such a beautiful man, my life is not in vain, tsk tsk!” Jiang Fuyuan also squatted down and rubbed Yan Luan’s fluffy bun, feeling sorry for her.

She understands better than anyone else that a man like Yan Jing is not a creature of the pool and will dominate the world sooner or later. And the woman he likes is better off just following him. If she has a stubborn temper like Yan Luan, she will probably suffer a lot.

“Okay, don’t cry. It seems that he has been coveting his sister for more than a day or two. You should be careful.”

“I didn’t cry, I was just frightened by him. I felt he was quite scary.” When Yan Luan thought of the way Yan Jing looked at her just now, it was an undisguised hot paranoia, and her scalp went numb.

These two brothers, one is more scary than the other.

“I saw the emperor when I came here just now. Although he is not as good-looking as your elder brother, he is still a good-looking man, but he is a little younger, seems to be sick, and his face is not very good.”

Jiang Fuyuan recalled the quick glance she had just taken. Although the young man wearing the red dragon robe was frail, he was rare and handsome. Standing among many children of the aristocratic family, his royal demeanor was completely awe-inspiring.

It was the breeze that passed by, bringing with it a wisp of floral fragrance to disperse the turbid air exhaled by Yan Luan. She patted Jiang Fuyuan, who was immersed in a sweet dream, and said with pity in her beautiful black eyes: “Don’t think about it. He is a famous short-lived puppet emperor, and he will not live to be eighteen.”

“What did you say? I don’t believe it! I don’t care, I want to be the queen anyway.”

Seeing her resolute attitude, Yan Luan didn’t say much more. She knew Jiang Fuyuan’s personality. After three minutes of enthusiasm, she estimated that she would marry someone else after meeting another beautiful man.

…

The state banquet was held in front of the Fengtian Hall. Men and women were not seated separately, but were seated separately according to official rank. On the ten-step jade platform was the Queen Mother’s phoenix seat and dragon chair. Two steps down, there was a seat for the prime minister on the left, a seat for the Marquis of Huaiyin on the right, and two steps further down for the Duke and Marquis. And so on. There were more than a thousand people in the house.

Yan Luan was brought to the table by Princess Yongkang. At that time, Huaiyin Marquis Yan Rong was already there. From a distance, he could be seen kneeling in an upright posture, drinking strong wine from the cup without saying a word. Occasionally, a minister would toast, and he would smile in return.

“The princess is here.”

The lights were bright, and Yan Luan could clearly see his father’s appearance. It was no wonder that Princess Yongkang chose him as her consort. Although he was middle-aged, he was still handsome and graceful. Yan Jing followed her father’s elegance 50% of the time.

“Your Majesty, you have worked hard this time.”

Yan Rong stood up and helped Princess Yongkang to sit down at the table. He was cautious in every move and gesture, with a smile on his lips. He talked to Princess Yongkang for a while, then turned sideways and looked at Yan Luan who was next to his mother.

“I haven’t seen Luan’er for half a year. I don’t know my father anymore? Come here and let my father take a look.”

Yan Luan had just knelt down and sat down, and her mother-in-law had straightened her skirt. When Yan Rong called her, she had to get up and walk over. She had heard that Yan Rong doted on her, his legitimate daughter, as early as in the mansion.

Probably due to years of practicing martial arts, Yan Rong’s palms were particularly rough and calloused. He pulled Yan Luan, rubbed his daughter’s head lovingly, and took out a small brocade box from his arms.

“Dad saw this when he was marching to Pingwu. Does my son like it?”

Yan Luan was still a little unaccustomed to such strong fatherly love. Staring at Yan Rong’s expectant eyes, he slowly opened the brocade box and found a peach blossom hairpin resting inside. The fine white jade was exquisitely carved, and the peach blossoms clustered on the head of the hairpin looked like life. Upon closer inspection, expensive rubies were embedded in the stamens, which was extremely dazzling.

“So beautiful.” She praised sincerely.

When she raised her beautiful eyes with a little smile, she realized that Princess Yongkang was also looking at the father and daughter. It was probably because Yan Luan’s charming and charming look moved her with joy, and she turned her head towards Yan Rong Wanran.

“The prince-in-law is interested.”

It was rare for Princess Yongkang to be so kind and cheerful. Yan Rong was a little flattered and said, “As long as Luan’er is happy, there is no need for the princess to say this.”

Yan Luan took the gift and sat back down in his seat. Only then did he realize that Yan Tao had come over at some point. After greeting his parents, he sat down under Yan Luan. Looking at the specially vacated seat in the middle, Yan Luan suddenly felt something was wrong.

As expected, it was left to Yan Jing!

He came a little late, following the imperial chariot. After all the ministers stood up and saluted, he escorted Emperor Qi Ling to the throne, and then turned around and came to the seat of the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion. In the midst of thousands of lights, holding a jade folding fan in his hand, He, who was gracefully dressed in a garb, was so beautiful that he looked like a god from the Nine Heavens. All the people present could not help but sigh.

Yan Luan was also bewildered by He’s beauty, but he quickly realized it. Compared with the previous insipid greetings from Yan Tao, Yan Jing only called her mother, and Princess Yongkang shed tears. Fortunately, Yan Rong beside her comforted her a few times, and then asked her eldest son to sit down at the table, which showed her closeness to her two sons.

Yan Jing’s seat was between Yan Luan and Yan Tao. When heavy footsteps passed behind Yan Luan, she subconsciously stiffened her back. In order to cover up her nervousness, she hurriedly picked up the jade cup on the lacquered wood table and took a small sip of the wine.

“The eldest brother has returned triumphantly, and the younger brother will do it first as a mark of respect.”

Yan Tao drank down the strong drink in his hand with an expressionless expression. Yan Jing, who sat down elegantly, smiled gently with her sexy thin lips. She picked up the wine cup and toasted it back. She said calmly: “You’re welcome, second brother. I haven’t seen you for a long time. Is your leg injury feeling better?”

“It’s okay.”

Not a single drop of the wine cup was left on the table. The maid serving at the side was busy filling up the wine glasses. When Yan Luan’s beautiful eyes followed the maid with wide skirts and opened her skirts, she suddenly changed!

In full view of everyone, her left hand, which was placed by her legs under the table, was actually held by Yan Jing. She was unprepared, and her tight and gorgeous face instantly turned white.

Wide-sleeved robes are currently in fashion, and under the table covered with a tasseled tablecloth, their hands, which are covered by the sleeves, look the same.But only Yan Luan knew that Yan Jing’s big palm made her painful.

He’s hand that has been holding the sword all year round is much better than his father’s. The slender fingers are warm and hot, tightly wrapped around Yan Luan’s green onion, leaving no chance for her to break free. The angry Yan Luan’s beautiful eyes widened and she looked at him with hatred.

Yan Jingfeng Qingyun smiled lightly, then turned her head to talk to Yan Tao, clasping the fingertips of Yan Luan’s weak little hand in her palm, and rubbing her palm playfully from time to time.

Yan Luan’s little face was as bright as snow, and she couldn’t break free several times. Her cheeks turned red in anger, but she didn’t dare to use too much force for fear of attracting Princess Yongkang’s attention. Fortunately, there was already a dance and music in front of the palace.

The first person to notice the abnormality was Yan Tao. When he was offering Yan Jing his second glass of wine, he glanced at the sleeves of the two people’s shirts. Seeing Yan Luan’s pitiful expression of being angry and afraid to speak, he held the wine cup and snorted coldly.