Three days after Puyang Zheng returned to the court, he spent a large sum of money to redeem a young prostitute from Hehuan Tower. This matter was widely known in the capital and caused an uproar.

The culprit of the incident, Qi Yan, officially moved into the general's mansion.

Leisurely drinking hot tea, Qi Yan read books indifferently. In his opinion, Puyang Zheng prepared a chamber closest to Qi Yan's study to show how favored he was.

Outsiders did not know Qi Yan's true identity, and would only insult and scold the young prostitute in Hehuan Tower for fawning on the master, which would deceive the upright general.

Qi Yan did not care about those rumors. The one who should be worried now was not the emperor, the prime minister, or the people, but Puyang Zheng who was pacing back and forth in his room.

"What exactly do you mean?"

Continuing to read the book, Qi Yan said silently: "To accuse the general of being incompetent."

"What?" Puyang Zheng was furious: "How dare you! How can I destroy the Puyang family's generations of wisdom in one fell swoop?"

[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan -10, current favorability: -5]

Qi Yan was not in a hurry, but sneered: "If you really lose another wife, that will ruin the reputation of the Puyang family."

Hearing this, Puyang Zheng was speechless.

"When we go to the palace tomorrow, the general must do what I say, so that the emperor will be able to give in and let go of the arranged marriage."

"No matter how the emperor asks tomorrow, you must say that we are old acquaintances and have long been in love with each other, but we are unable to admit it because of worldly and official matters."

"If the emperor asks more, you can blame me for the trivial matters and say that I heard that you married again and felt unwilling and resentful..."

"Also, the general will have to perform a play with me later..."

A real play.

Puyang Zheng hadn't noticed yet, so he just said: "What play?"

Putting down the scroll in his hand, Qi Yan stood up and walked towards Puyang Zheng with light steps. As he walked, his robe slipped off, revealing his slender and slender figure, and he really didn't wear a single piece of underwear.

"What are you doing!" Puyang Zheng's face froze, with a slight blush.

Qi Yan smiled but said nothing, quietly approached, and before Puyang Zheng slowed down, he put his hands on his broad shoulders.

"You--!" Puyang Zheng wanted to wave his hand to push him away, but he touched the smooth skin, which made him a little distracted.

Without leaving Puyang Zheng any chance, Qi Yan leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

Although it was not the first time they kissed, Puyang Zheng seemed even more confused. He stared at Qi Yan and bumped into the other's smiling eyes.

"Well..."

Qi Yan groaned.

The tongue that wanted to drive straight in hit the white teeth, and Qi Yan took a deep breath in pain.

"You really don't understand romance..."

"You don't understand romance?" Puyang Zheng pulled away his cold body and repeated, "What do you want to do?"

"A general has no wife and is very chaste. Does he really have no needs..." The hoarse voice coupled with Qi Yan's seductive look really made people swallow their saliva.

Qi Yan's explicit words made Puyang Zheng's resolute face flush. He stepped back two steps, trying to distance himself from Qi Yan, but Qi Yan took two steps forward. Puyang Zheng had no choice but to step back again, and Qi Yan followed him again... Qi

Yan just thought it was funny. Puyang Zheng didn't look like a general fighting on the battlefield at all. He was clearly a shy white-faced scholar. Seeing him like this, Qi Yan began to wonder if he was being too hasty...

Puyang Zheng was backing away, his foot tripped, and he fell onto the hard couch. Seeing that Qi Yan did not stop but walked towards him even faster, he could not help but yelled, "Stop! Don't come any closer!"

"How can the show stop when the audience hasn't arrived yet?"