The state of Chu was victorious and was expected to take this opportunity to win the state of Shang in one fell swoop. In terms of merit, Xiao Yan was the first. She doesn't seek fame or gain, she just wants a name for the man she likes, and the saint must agree to this.

The sage said that the Xiao family is not easy, and now there is only Xiao Yan left in the whole family, let alone marrying a slave, she even said that she wants to marry the prince of the enemy country, and I have to give her the entire ghost marriage.

Don't even think about the cunning rabbit dying and cooking the dog, otherwise it will be too chilling. Now that the Shang state is over, I can't guarantee that any other country will come out in the future. I have to leave a way out for myself, lest no one is willing to go out when the time comes.

As for why he agreed to Xiao Yan marrying a slave? Mainly because she's been single for too long.

After the war, Xiao Yan had to think about marriage matters for her when she returned to the Jingsheng. The noble princes in Beijing represented various factions, and whoever married one had to carefully weigh the pros and cons.

In fact, there is the easiest way, that is to let her marry the prince and pull her into the royal camp completely.

The emperor glanced at the harem. The eldest of her sons was only ten years old, and the youngest was born last month. She was still in the swaddling clothes. The emperor was reluctant to bear it.

If Xiao Yan was to marry an ordinary man, it would appear that she was too mean.

It seems that not only the emperor is not good at doing it, but also the matchmaker is not good at it.

Well now, Xiao Yan has someone he likes, the identity of the other party is simple and lowly, and there are no complicated forces behind him.

She was in a good mood, and immediately ordered to send it to the frontier immediately, saying that she had promised this marriage, and her attitude was eager, but she was afraid that Xiao Yan would go back on it first.

Along with the marriage decree, there are many other rewards, most of which are for Ah Li. The sage thought that he was a strange man, and it was really inspirational to be able to capture the general's heart as a slave.

Boxes of things were lifted from the carriage, A Li's eyes widened in shock, and he asked in disbelief, "All for me?"

"No, it's all yours." The palace envoy who came to deliver the decree was flattering, and his voice was soft enough to pinch out the water, so he was afraid to scare Ah Li, "These are only a small part, because many things are inconvenient to send because of the long distance. There are many others in the General's Mansion in Beijing."

Many more? ! !

Ah Li has never seen so many good things in his life, and he felt unbelievable for a while. What made him feel that he was in a dream the most was the imperial edict of marriage.

Holy God, she actually promised it?

The high-ranking General Xiao married a lowly and lowly slave?

According to the story in the book, Xiao Yan should marry the prince after returning to Beijing, and at worst, it must be the noble prince.

A Li dazedly looked down at the imperial decree in his hand.

But now, this man really belongs to him.

After A Li received the decree, he kept holding the imperial decree in his arms, and he was unwilling to put it away no matter what.

He didn't know the words, but he could read the seal.

A Li poked at the red seal on the top of his head, raised his head with bright eyes and said to Xiao Yan, "This is true."

His tone was extraordinarily serious, "The Holy One has stamped it."

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows and asked him, meaning, "Then do you want to stamp it too?"

"Me?" A Li looked down at the imperial decree, there was a large blank space above it, not to mention stamping, just stamping a handprint. He murmured, "But this is the imperial edict."

How could he scribble on it?

Xiao Yan smiled, stretched out his hand and took the imperial decree out of Ah Li's hand and threw it on the table at will, then bent over and picked him up, "What's the point of stamping a dead object, if you want to stamp it, put it on me."

Xiao Yan pressed the man on his back on the bed, his lips pressed against his auricle, his tone was ambiguous, and he exhaled faintly, "I have more space here than it is, so I will cover it for you."

"..."

Compared with "stamping", Xiao Yan is an expert in this area. In just one night, A Li had red marks all over his body, like red plums blooming in the snow, flirtatious and ambiguous.

But Ah Li was reserved, he didn't dare to bite Xiao Yan hard, he just lightly bit his teeth marks on her shoulder, and kissed her carefully afterwards.

Compared to Xiao Yan, who slept on the bed after being satisfied, Ah Li was much more energetic, otherwise, it would not have been possible for her to always lure her to sleep half-awake every day.

A Li looked at the hickey on his forearm, frowning tangled.

He saw Qingji a few days ago.

After all, it was the prince of the enemy country. Xiao Yan asked someone to collect the corpse for him. He said that he would go back to the Shang country, and there would be no need to thank him. She came over and took it personally.

...I don't know how His Majesty Shang Guo felt when he heard this.

At that time, A Li dared to say that he wanted to see this enemy prince.

Xiao Yan frowned and looked at A Li suspiciously, "What do you see him doing? Don't be scared when you turn around."

How could Xiao Yan know that in Ah Li, he has always been Qing Si's stand-in. If he doesn't see him this time, he will remember him for a lifetime.

"I just want to see what the person who deceived the general looks like." A Li blinked his eyes and didn't tell the truth, stammered with a guilty conscience, "I-I scold him!"

Don't let it go even if you die! Let him be a ghost can't live in peace.

A Li swears that he will only lie to Xiao Yan this time, and he will be honest in the future.

Xiao Yan smiled, just as A Li was curious and didn't think too much, he lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "I'll accompany you."

Qingsi's dead face is not ugly, at least that delicate face looks just a little less alive than before, not scary.

A Li stared at his face, and felt that he looked completely different from him, and couldn't find any resemblance between his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth.

His excited fingers trembled slightly in disbelief.

Does this mean that he is not a substitute for Qingsi?

Ah Li was panting and panting, and her heart flew upwards lightly. In addition to being happy, she began to wonder what Xiao Yan saw in him?

Thinking back to the scene when the two met, Ah Li was black like a charcoal ball after not taking a bath for a few days. No matter how you look at it, there is nothing to like.

Could it be that the general has special taste and likes him who is dirty and black?

A Li's thoughts drifted back, frowning and looking at his fair forearm, why don't he go out for more sunbathing from tomorrow?

But his skin has just become more delicate, and A Li sometimes likes it when he touches it. Thinking of Xiao Yan's fingers stroking from above, it is as silky as silk, and he will definitely love it.

But now that he found that his efforts were very different from Xiao Yan's preferences, A Li was inevitably a little embarrassed.

Just as he was thinking, the big hand on his waist suddenly unconsciously rubbed against his waistline.

Xiao Yan stroked the warm fragrant nephrite jade under the palm of his hand, hugged him happily, lowered his head and kissed his hair, hugging tighter.

This is her baby, her pear, and he is his juicer, squeezing him for a lifetime.

A Li blinked his eyes in a daze, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop moving to the sides.

she likes.

A Li hugged Xiao Yan and dawdled, bit her chin lightly, and once again tempted her to wake up...

It lasted a year, the state of Chu toppled the state of Shang, and the army pulled out its camp and returned to Beijing.

The General's Mansion was renovated by the Ministry of Works of the Holy High a few months ago, and it was just waiting for Xiao Yan to bring A Li back to marry and live in.

There are no elders in the Xiao family, so the sage was gracious and deliberately took over her marriage to handle it personally. The selection and use were all the best in the palace, which was enough to show her reuse and love for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan took A Li into the palace to thank him, and on the way he held his hand and asked him if he was afraid?

Afraid, how could not be afraid.

Even after killing Ah Li, he didn't dare to think that he would one day marry a general and follow her into the palace as the righteous prince to thank him.

The palace was magnificent, tall and majestic, and those who were overwhelmed by the overwhelming aura did not dare to look up.

A Li took a deep breath, couldn't help swallowing saliva, his throat tightened, and said softly, "I'm afraid, I'm going too."

He clenched Xiao Yan's hand and said seriously, "I know I'm not worthy of you, but I just like it, so much that even if I know I'm not worthy, I can't help but hope."

A Li turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, with a light smile on his face, satisfied and happy, "For the sake of the general, I will try my best to straighten my back and my chest, and make sure I don't embarrass you."

True self-confidence is not something that can be achieved overnight, and the confidence that you pretend to be is like a paper wall.

A Li said that he would raise his chest and raise his head. In fact, he had already become a group when he walked into the palace. Fortunately, Xiao Yan blocked half of his body in front of him, holding his hand tightly, no matter what everyone's eyes were. never loosened.

A Li looked at the hands that the two held together, her eyes were red and her nose was sour, her heart ached as if someone was gently clenching her hands.

After coming out of the palace, A Li stretched out his arms to hug Xiao Yan's neck, buried his face in her neck, didn't say anything, just took a deep breath.

At this time, he completely believed that Xiao Yan really liked him. He had no purpose not to be a substitute, but simply to like him, even if he was inferior and cowardly, even if he was as low as dust.

At that moment, the bottom of my heart was like a flower, called self-confidence.

A Li suddenly took the initiative to be enthusiastic, and Xiao Yan only thought he wanted it, and once got on the carriage, he held the person in his arms and did it once. Anyway, no matter what A Li did, it fell into Xiao Yan's eyes as seduction.

From the day of Shane, Ah Li seems to be slowly changing. Decades later, he has changed from a humble and cowardly slave who did not dare to raise his head to a general and husband who is generous and free-spirited. His overall temperament is completely different from before.

Xiao Yan saw A Li's changes in his eyes, and once asked what made him truly confident?

A Li smiled at her and said, "You."

In Ah Li, Xiao Yan is the mansion of the gods, the cleanest existence in the world. He is as humble as an ant but is unconditionally loved by Xiao Yan. What reason does he have for not being confident?

He even owns Xiao Yan, what else is he unworthy of?

Xiao Yan's unique preference is A Li's greatest confidence in this world. No matter what, he knows that Xiao Yan will stand in front of him and will hold his hand firmly.

In this life, the two of them died without any regrets.

When Xiao Yan woke up again, he saw that the progress bar of his body function had recovered to 73%.

The mechanical electronic voice of the system asked the question again and again without emotion:

——Do you continue to choose to save the tragic male protagonist A Li?

whether?

Xiao Yan thought about his departure and clicked "Yes" without hesitation.

After a short buffer, Xiao Yan heard an impatient voice calling her, "Don't sleep, get up and apprentice."

Xiao Yan, "???"

I don't know any postures by myself. With such a talent, I still need to be a teacher???

The author has something to say: A Li: ...carry it away, I want the next one

Come, come, A Li came with his scoundrel who was greedy for his own body