【Jiang Yan×You】What to do if you sleep with your brother-in-law 1
You were raised by Aunt Han and Uncle Chu.
When you were a kid, you watched your friends calling their parents “Daddy” and you wanted to call them “Mom and Daddy” too, so you would go home and sweetly call “Daddy” to Uncle Chu.
"Hey, my daughter is so good!" Uncle Chu responded with a smile, and then Aunt Han slapped him on the head: "Why are you making such a promise? She has a father, not you! Can you just be her father?"
You and Uncle Chu both looked over with tears in their eyes, feeling aggrieved. Aunt Han sighed helplessly, elbowed Uncle Chu, and then pulled you aside.
"Are you envious of other families calling their parents mom and dad?" She leaned over and wiped the tears from your eyes, her tone much gentler. "You have a father, and he cares about you too, but for many reasons, he can't acknowledge you right now, and he can't reveal your identity. This is to protect you, understand?"
Seeing that you still looked confused, Aunt Han quietly told you a story.
The army that fought against the Khitan, the brave disciples of Tianquan, the life-threatening Zhongdu Bridge, your heroic father, and your sworn brother who was a martial arts genius and created the "Ye Long Xiang Shou" at the age of nineteen.
"They are still stationed at the border and will not return until the situation in the court stabilizes." Aunt Han patted your head. "You just need to wait patiently, and they will come back."
But it took longer than expected for the government to stabilize. It wasn't until you were sixteen that you received a letter from your father.
The letter wasn't long, briefly asking about your health, academic performance, and martial arts. It then said he would return to Kaifeng as soon as possible to hand over his military command and would be back in time for your seventeenth birthday. Finally, it added: "Your sworn brothers have already left, bearing gifts to see you. This time, they'll likely settle down in Qinghe and won't leave."
It's hard to describe how you feel, like a dandelion that's been blown by the wind for a long time and finally found the soil to take root. Although Aunt Han and Uncle Chu are like their own children, this strange feeling seems to be something only a father can give you.
You were so excited that you almost fell asleep that night. The next day, you got up before dawn and practiced the Snow-Cutting Sword Technique taught by Uncle Chu several times, then ran out excitedly to play.
You thought that when you came back after playing for half a month, the sworn brother you had never met before would probably be there.
——But you never expected that your father’s letter and your sworn brother’s letter set out from Gubei at the same time, so they were almost there.
At the ferry crossing to the shore of the afterlife, you stumble upon a rather handsome man. He's tall and slender, wearing a fur-collared cloak worn by Tianquan disciples. His black hair is tied into a standard bun, and he carries a sword at his waist, along with a Tang Dao hanging from his waist. He appears exceptionally imposing.
As if sensing your gaze, the man turned around sharply. You hadn't expected that his face was fair and beautiful, with a pair of dark eyes that were even more dazzling. Even the tiny scars on his forehead and nose tip couldn't affect his handsomeness.
Tianquan's friends are usually cold and arrogant on the outside but have a generous personality. The people like Fang Xu you met before are all like this. So, you were not scared off by his cold gaze. Instead, you approached him with a smile: "Hi, my friend!"
The young man was stunned and nodded towards you.
You are sure that he is not that cold and arrogant, he just doesn't like to talk.
So you became more confident and smiled at him: "Want a drink? I'll treat you!"
The man's eyes lit up, and he finally bowed to you: "My name is Jiang Yan, what's your name, young lady?"
...He's truly a true Tianquan, his love for wine impossible to conceal. You gasp in amazement, then follow his lead, bowing and giving your name.
When you go out to play, you always carry a jar of tears of separation with you. For the sake of his face, you are happy to take it out and share it with him.
He took a sip and praised: "Good wine."
You gave a thumbs-up: "My dear friend, you know the goods! This is authentic aged Tears of Separation. I wouldn't give it to ordinary people!"
Jiang Yan was silent for a moment: "...Just call me Jiang Yan, no need to call me... buddy." He took a deep breath before saying the last two words.
You've noticed that Jiang Yan is indeed more reserved than the other Tianquan friends. Strange, he must be in his twenties and have been a member of the sect for years, so why is he still not bold enough?
Jiang Yan looked at you, seemingly confused. “Why did you buy me a drink?”
You suddenly felt a little embarrassed and touched the tip of your nose: "Because Jiang Yan, you are really good-looking. The first time I saw you, I was so fascinated by you that I couldn't see anyone else. I just wanted to talk to you more. I don't know what you like, but Tianquan disciples all like to drink, so-"
Before you could finish your words, you noticed that the tips of Jiang Yan's ears had turned red.
The shy Jiang Yan, that can't be called handsome, it should be called cute. You are deeply moved by him.
You really want to pursue him, so you quickly recall Aunt Han and Uncle Chu's daily interactions.
Uh... come to think of it, why do you mostly see Aunt Han beating up Uncle Chu, with Uncle Chu yelling things like "My dear, I was so wrong, please forgive me"? No, wait, Uncle Chu also seems to give Aunt Han flowers and hairpins...
You quickly felt your whole body. You didn't bring any decent gifts, and you couldn't give him your hairpin.
What else? You pondered for a while, and finally remembered that Fang Xu, also a disciple of Tianquan, loved to compete with you in swordplay and throw money around.
You couldn’t just spend money with Jiang Yan, so you invited him: “Jiang Yan, do you want to fight me with swords?”
Sure enough, Jiang Yan seemed even more interested. He stood up and said, "Okay, that's enough."
After just a few moves, Jiang Yan stopped. He looked at you in confusion, "Are you using the Snow-Cutting Sword Technique?"
——Uncle Chu taught me. You nodded: "My elders taught me. I'm not a good learner. I'm just showing off my skills in front of an expert."
"I'm very familiar with this sword technique. Continuing the fight will be disadvantageous to you." Jiang Yan's bluntness exceeded your expectations. He sheathed his sword and said to you, "So, let's stop here."
Now you are a little anxious. You can't give him gifts, you have already drunk the wine, and you have already had a knife fight. It seems that you have no excuse to continue to contact him!
So you couldn't help but stop in front of him, looking at him with resentment: "Can't you really say a few more words to me? Today we just met by chance, won't it be difficult to see you again in the future?"
You noticed that Jiang Yan's ears had turned red again. But his eyes, dark and shiny, were still looking at you, filled with a bright smile that had nothing to do with his calm expression.
He asks you, "I'm going to the southwest to the Shenxiandu area. Would you like to come with me?"
You immediately realize that this is his response to your question and also an invitation to you - in other words, he has a crush on you too! You feel good again!
So you happily agreed.
No one knew what Jiang Yan was going to do at Shenxian Ferry, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry. He rode his horse slowly and leisurely. The horse even looked like it was enjoying itself as it trotted through the numerous red spider lilies on the shore of the afterlife.
Jiang Yan also seemed to be in a good mood, with a slight smile on his face. His skin was very fair, and against the bright red flowers, it was really beautiful. You couldn't help but stare at him.
He finally couldn't help it: "Why... keep looking at me?"
Strangely, his face seemed to be a little red, you thought it was because of the reflection of the flowers.
You blinked and tried to be a little thoughtful. “I think your horse is pretty. Can I ride with you?”
...Wait, isn't that too obvious now? You secretly regret it.
"Okay." Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan responded.
You thought you had misheard it, and turned to look at him in disbelief, only to see that he had already reached out his hand towards you.
You nervously put your hand on it.
He held your hand tightly, and with a little force, he pulled you off your horse and sat you in front of him.
Jiang Yan said, "We need to speed up."
Before you could react, he had already spanked the horse's butt, and the horse neighed and accelerated suddenly.
“Ah——” You instantly forgot what you were going to say, screamed, and instinctively shrank into his arms.
He seemed to be laughing, although he didn't laugh out loud, but since you were close to him, you could naturally feel his chest shaking.
You were a little angry and scolded him, "Jiang Yan, you didn't even tell me!"
Jiang Yan chuckled softly. This was the first time you heard him laugh out loud. “Next time, for sure.”
You finally understood. Jiang Yan had just been teasing you. After running a short distance, he slowed down and returned to his previous leisurely state.
After a brief thought, you understood his little thoughts, so you became bolder and leaned directly into his arms, even tentatively touching his left hand which was free when it was not holding the reins, and gently stroking the calluses on his fingertips.
He was incredibly obedient, letting you do what you wanted, even spreading his fingers and lifting his hands slightly to match your strength. You could feel his eyes fixed on you.
With his attitude, you naturally became bolder and turned your head to kiss his cheek.
Jiang Yan subconsciously made a short "hmm" sound, the blush on his face spread, but his eyes became brighter, almost as if flames were about to burn you down.
At some point, he loosened the reins. The hand holding your waist exerted a little force, turning you sideways, and his left hand fell on the back of your neck, pressing you further into his arms.
You murmured to him: "Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan..."
He responded to you gently with "hmm", and kissed you slowly and patiently. The strands of hair on his temples rubbed against your cheeks, making you feel itchy, and making your heart feel itchy too.
A cool breeze ruffled the sea of flowers, creating a rustling sound. You quietly opened your eyes, only to be greeted by Jiang Yan's slightly fluttering eyelashes and the blood-red blossoms everywhere you looked.
Resisting Jiang Yan was the hardest thing in the world. He made you fall head over heels in love with him with practically no effort at all.
It would take half a day to walk from the shore of the afterlife to the ferry of the gods even on a fast horse, not to mention that you are not trying to hurry.
At dusk, Jiang Yan took you to a random cave to rest. He expertly found some dry wood to light a fire and even hunted a deer to roast.
You recalled Uncle Chu's usual tricks and praised him with sparkling eyes, "Jiang Yan, you're awesome! Even the roasted deer looks good!"
Jiang Yan laughed and carefully cut the roasted venison leg for you: "Try it and see if it suits your taste."
There were no seasonings, so Jiang Yan used some fruits picked from the mountains to make a simple seasoning, and the taste was better than you imagined - you had sneaked out to play a lot and had grilled meat yourself, but it was nowhere near as good as Jiang Yan's.
...It's not ruled out that you have some kind of filter for Jiang Yan.
You praised him cheerfully, "It's delicious! Jiang Yan, how did you make it? Mine isn't even close to as delicious as yours! How are you so amazing? You can make everything so well, and it looks so good! Jiang Yan, are you an immortal from heaven..."
Jiang Yan seemed to have lost himself in your praise. His face flushed slightly, and he looked at you with a smile: "After wandering around for a long time, you will get the hang of it. It's not that difficult."
"It's obviously difficult!" You quickly continued to praise. "It's easy to grill meat, but it's hard to grill it deliciously! Jiang Yan, you must be a genius, you are the ideal husband sent by God to me—"
…Oops, I let it slip, I revealed your true purpose! You covered your mouth and looked at him in panic.
The smile in his eyes became more obvious, and he leaned closer to you and asked, "Why don't you continue?"
You stammered awkwardly, "Um...did I talk too much..."
"No," Jiang Yan denied immediately, holding your hand that was currently rubbing the edge of your clothes. "I like your enthusiasm and cheerfulness."
You looked at him, his eyes were sincere, and when he looked at you, his eyes were completely filled with your shadow.
He continued, "If you don't mind, I'd also... be your... husband." When he said the last two words, he looked very embarrassed, his eyes darting around, and from time to time he would drift back to you for a sneak peek, waiting for your reaction.
You quickly said, "How could I dislike you? Jiang Yan, you're so nice!"
Jiang Yan hesitated, frowning slightly. "I come from a military background, so I don't really understand women's minds. You're dressed in embroidered clothes, and you look like a girl from a wealthy family..."
You just can't stand Jiang Yan saying bad things about himself, so you interrupted him bluntly: "That doesn't matter. In my eyes, Jiang Yan, you are the best. I like Jiang Yan the most!"
Jiang Yan was shocked. This was the first time you said something so bluntly. He looked at you in shock.
Seeing that he was in a daze, a surge of blood rushed into your heart, and you took a step forward and kissed him regardless of anything.
In the silence, he quietly put his arms around your waist and kissed you back passionately.
The cave wasn't very big, and with the fire burning inside, the temperature inevitably climbed. Jiang Yan's fur-collared cloak fell to the ground with his scorching breath. He held your shoulder and whispered, "The ground is cold."
You took advantage of the situation and lay down on his clothes. The uniform of Tianquan disciples was just as you imagined, thick and soft, and seemed to carry the scent of Jiang Yan, which made you dizzy.
You forgot everything and slowly called him: "Jiang Yan..." The first time you called him out, you felt something was wrong and quickly changed the name to "Lang Jun..."
Jiang Yan paused, and his fingers around you tightened even more, “Yeah.”
You vaguely thought that Jiang Yan looked calm, but unexpectedly he was actually quite wild; he looked indifferent, but unexpectedly he was also quite gentle... It really is true that you can't judge a person by his appearance.
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