Chapter 8: Luo Yunjian’s damn little imperial text setting!!!
When Zhao Yan felt his "reaction" for a moment, he wished he could immediately move to another planet to live!
"I didn't... I wasn't... I, I, I..."
The boy struggled to pull his legs back, and regardless of anything, he crawled under the quilt, burying his face in the darkness: "Anyway, there is no...!"
So embarrassing!
This is a damn erotic setting!
Crystal clear water droplets splashed all over Yong Shaolan's face, flowing down from his thick long eyelashes, across his tall nose bridge, and finally hanging on the upturned corners of his lips. He pinched the water droplets at the corners of his lips, looked at the bulge in the bedding, then moved the wooden basin away with his feet and knelt on one knee in front of the bamboo bed.
“Brother Shen.”
"I know it's because you took the medicine."
Yong Shaolan pursed his lips, followed the gap in the quilt, gently grasped the warm ankle, and trembled his voice: "If you don't mind, I can help you."
Hmm? Hmm?
Zhao Yan thought he had heard wrongly???
But soon, the man's grip on his ankle tightened, and that seductive voice sounded again: "Brother Shen Yan, can I call you Yan Yan?"
Zhao Yan's psychological defenses were collapsing, his head felt like it was struck by lightning and he couldn't think, so Brother Lan meant to be his sex buddy?
Could it be that the setting of the original work has such a great influence?
That's right, in the original novel, Zhao Yan is not only born with a charming body and an estrus period, but also all the men who have seen him, whether they are high-ranking civil officials, military generals who have fought on the battlefield, mature men over thirty, or youthful teenagers of seventeen or eighteen, and even the villain Yong Shaolan who hated Qilin'er in the early days, seem to be addicted to having something happen with Zhao Yan!
Especially Yong Shaolan, who was imprisoned and tortured alone in the end.
So, even though he is no longer the prince and has been separated from the original plot line, all men will still fall in love with him because of the setting of Qilin'er?
After all, Brother Lan kept saying that he smelled good a few days ago.
Zhao Yan closed his eyes in despair. What was the difference between this and entering the Mo-buwen?
The young man didn't respond for a long time. Yong Shaolan's joyful eyes slowly calmed down, and the hand holding the slender ankle slowly withdrew: "If it embarrasses you, I won't mention it."
“…………”
Zhao Yan suddenly threw back the quilt on himself, took a few deep breaths, and then looked at the distressed man very seriously, "Brother Lan, um, actually, I'm not a homosexual."
"Huh?" Yong Shaolan looked at the boy in surprise. Although he couldn't see the boy's facial expression, it was not difficult to tell from his tone and body movements that he was not lying.
Zhao Yan hesitated for a moment, thinking that Brother Lan was kind, so perhaps it wouldn't be a big deal to tell him his identity: "The fragrance on me is actually..."
"Brother Shen, stop talking." Before Zhao Yan finished speaking, Yong Shaolan interrupted him, then silently stood up to pick up the wooden basin on the ground: "I understand what you mean. I won't go beyond the rules again in the future. Take the medicine and go to bed early."
After saying that, Yong Shaolan walked out of the inner room.
Zhao Yan sat alone on the bamboo bed, groaning, "...Ah, Brother Lan, what did you understand?"
"You don't like me." A male voice sounded again through the beaded curtain: "I have been annoying since I was a child. It's normal that you don't like me."
Zhao Yan: “…………”
He's not, he doesn't!
He just doesn't want to be stabbed by a man!
But having said that, let's just leave it as it is.
Zhao Yan comforted himself that as long as he woke up, everything would be fine tomorrow.
Yong Shaolan walked away completely.
…
The next morning, Zhao Yan got up early and prepared to go to Da Niu with the herbs after dinner, asking him to help make a dressing to treat his eyes. As a result, as soon as he came out of the inner room, he saw Yong Shaolan making his bed.
Several uneven small tables were put together, with a simple quilt, a straw mat and a pillow on them. Seeing him coming, the man turned around silently and held the rolled quilt in his arms.
“Brother Shen woke up so early today, I’ll go cook after I finish cleaning up, you can wash up.”
Zhao Yan looked at the simply put-together bed and felt very unhappy. "Brother Lan, have you been resting like this these days?"
He is such a bad guy. He occupied someone else's bed for several days without noticing that there was only one bed in the house!
Yong Shaolan: "It doesn't matter, I sleep the same way."
After saying that, the man walked past him, went into the inner room to put the bedding away, then went out and headed straight into the kitchen. Soon, wisps of smoke rose up.
After washing up, Zhao Yan went to the yard to fiddle with the herbs on the winnowing basket. In addition to the three valuable herbs, there were also some cheap ones. Daniu told him that if he went to the town and sold them directly to the pharmacy, he could also sell them for three or five taels of silver.
I don’t know if I can buy a big bed with three or five taels of silver.
Zhao Yan followed the method that Daniu taught him and carefully selected the herbs before packing them in a sack. At this time, Yong Shaolan had finished cooking and called him, "Brother Chen, the meal is ready."
Shen Yan is not Zhao Yan's name, so it always feels weird to be called that. Why not just let him be called Yan Yan... Anyway, that's what the Queen Mother has always called him.
After the man prepared the meal, Zhao Yan went to the main room to get a small table and a bench. After everything was ready, the two began to eat. It was still a simple meal of stir-fried pork belly with vegetables, two pot cakes, and two bowls of rice porridge. But Zhao Yan noticed that Brother Lan didn't eat meat, and even quietly put some meat into his bowl.
"Well," Zhao Yan chewed the fragrant meat and vegetables, kept poking the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, and said shyly: "My mother always calls me Yanyan at home. If Brother Lan likes it, you can call me that too."
Oh, how embarrassing! Who would take the initiative to let someone call them by their nickname?
Zhao Yan took a big sip of soup, then ran off like a spinning top: "Brother Lan, I'm full. I'm going to find Da Niu to sell me some herbs!"
Yong Shaolan looked at the young man's fleeing back and couldn't help but chuckle. Then he took the pot cake that the young man had not finished eating, put it to his lips and took a light bite, then held it in his mouth and chewed it slowly after a while.
So sweet.
I like it very much.
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Zhao Yan, carrying a small backpack, knocked on the door of Da Niu's house, but in fact, the doors in the village were all made of fences. Without opening the door, he could see Da Niu, his wife and Xiao Niu eating breakfast.
In the yard, three-year-old Xiao Niu was the first to notice Zhao Yan. He had never seen Zhao Yan before, but he had seen his portrait in the teacher's class. The little boy jumped off the stool and walked towards the gate, panting. "Brother Yanyan! It was the teacher who drew Brother Yanyan. He's alive!"
When Daniu and his wife, who were eating, saw that it was Zhao Yan coming, they quickly opened the gate: "Brother Shen, why are you here so early? Have you eaten? Your sister-in-law still has some food cooked, let's eat together."
Xiao Niu hugged Zhao Yan's thighs and rubbed his chubby little face against the boy: "Hehehe, Brother Yanyan."
Da Niu picked up Xiao Niu, and Zhao Yan was able to move. He scratched his head and said, "I've eaten. I didn't know that Brother Da Niu hadn't eaten yet. Sorry to bother you."
Big Cow carried Little Cow back to eat: "Well, I'm about to finish eating anyway. Brother Shen is going to make the dressing that Mr. Xiao will use, right?"
Zhao Yan nodded: "Yes, by the way, there are some herbs. I have picked them according to Brother Daniu's instructions. I want to go to the town to sell them for some silver, and then pick out a bed."
"Okay." After finishing his meal, Big Cow put Little Cow back down and quickly cleared his own bowl. "Then wait for me to clear the bowl and chopsticks, and then we'll set off."
Xiao Niu looked at Zhao Yan with a giggle: "Brother Yanyan!"
Zhao Yan thought, "I don't even know the kid in front of me, why is he so enthusiastic?" "Hello, kid?"
Hearing this, Xiao Niu chuckled again.
"Hello, Brother Yanyan!"
…
Da Niu drove the ox cart and took Zhao Yan to the town, and delivered the selected herbs and the three herbs to be used to make dressings to the pharmacy.
The young doctor first packed up the medicine they were going to sell, and then gathered the three herbs. "Oh, such a rare medicine, you really won't consider selling it to us?"
"How about this, I'll give you an extra thirty taels of silver, a total of one hundred and eighty taels. How about I take these three plants from you?" After the young doctor said this, he looked at Zhao Yan, the owner of the herbs, expectantly.
Daniu was also a little tempted. This medicine usually sells for fifty taels at most, why has it increased so much recently? "Brother Shen, how about..."
"No," Zhao Yan shook his head firmly. "Please make it into a dressing for me. I have family members who need it urgently."
The young doctor shook his head. "Alright, but you can only make this medicine for a month at most. You won't need more than three plants. If you make more, it will lose its effect. How about this? I'll make you a month's supply. If you sell me the remaining plant, I'll give you an extra ten taels of silver."
Zhao Yan didn't expect there would be a pleasant surprise: "Okay, okay, as long as it doesn't affect the dressing I'm going to use."
"Don't worry, it won't affect you."
The dressing needed to be boiled for two hours. After the young doctor paid the money to Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan took the bulging purse and took Da Niu to the furniture shop in the town.
The two of them picked and chose, but neither of them liked it, especially Zhao Yan. The ebony step-out bed he had in Jinling was quite good. It had a calming effect and came with a bathroom. It was big and spacious.
As a result, the beds in the town were at most pearwood step-out beds. Although they had a washbasin and were not small, they looked very cheap, and the bed curtains were also made of cheap gauze.
"Young man, this is a bed made in our town. We won't sell it for less than eighty taels of silver. After looking around, do you think you can afford it?"
"The best..." The quality is too poor, but this is not Jinling City or Yujing, so it's good to have a bed like this.
Zhao Yan had no choice but to say, "Then please take this bed. Please send it to Qingshui Village before noon. It's in the temple at the east end of the village. There's a teacher named Xiao Lan who will take it."
This way, Brother Lan can sleep in his new bed during his lunch break at noon!
After saying that, Zhao Yan spent most of the big bag of silver he had just earned in a casual manner!
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