Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Chapter 11 Married?
But the young man was a little downcast when he heard that, "It would be nice if Miss Yan was ugly."

"..." Yan Xi narrowed his eyes shallowly, took out a carrot and prepared to give it to him.

Before the carrot was lifted up, Yan Xiqian heard him say again in a deep voice: "No wonder I haven't dared to tell her until now. If she was born not so good-looking, maybe I would have the courage to confess my love to her."

Yan Xiqian's hand holding the carrot loosened a little, and her heart throbbed a little.

So he thought so!

He has never said that he likes her. Is it because he is too good-looking?
Yan Xiqian thought narcissistically, and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

It just so happened that she touched the wound.

Yan Xiqian's soft eyes immediately became angry. She has never been dared to touch her face, let alone scratch her face.

That damn devil stinky brat, just beat him up, it's too cheap for him.

Yan Xiqian hurriedly repaired her face with spells, and she didn't feel relieved until the pale fingers were smooth and soft.

She looked at Qing Yanci again, the air around that person was a bit hazy, pitiful.

He was clearly a slender boy, but he seemed to be curled up, looking weak and helpless.

Yan Xiqian couldn't bear it, so she comforted him and said, "You don't have to be so sad, anyway... no matter how many suitors there are, why don't you marry me?"

The boy raised his head blankly, "Marry me?"

Yan Xiqian couldn't help feeling guilty when he looked at him like this, so she raised her hand to block his eyes, blocking the two people's sight, "I mean, you are so handsome and powerful, you treat her very well, she has Might like you."

The young man excitedly held the hand she was blocking, "Really? Ma'am, is it really... possible for me to marry Miss Yan?"

Seeing him so happy, Yan Xiqian couldn't help but relax in her heart, she smiled slightly, "If you married her, what would you do?"

Qing Yanci seems to have imagined this possibility countless times, so when asked, he said a lot, "If I can marry Miss Yan, I will treat her well for the rest of my life. She likes it." Whatever, I'll give her whatever, even if it's the stars in the sky, or the karmic fire from the underworld, I'll give it to her."

Yan Xiqian couldn't help curling her lips, "What about the things she doesn't like?"

The boy said: "Naturally throw them all away, nothing will be kept."

She knew he would say that, so she said contemptuously: "If she doesn't like carrots, are you willing to throw them away?"

Qing Yanci obviously didn't expect that his beloved carrot would be hated, so he was stunned for a while.

Yan Xi snorted slightly, and said, "Sure enough, in your heart, carrots are the most important thing. With carrots, you don't even need your wife, right?"

The boy quickly threw the carrot in his hand to the ground, but he looked at the carrot again to make sure it wasn't broken.

"Miss Yan is the most important thing. If I can only choose one between Miss Yan and Carrot, I will definitely choose Miss Yan." He vowed.

In the whole world, there is probably only such a fool who would compare his daughter-in-law with a carrot.

Even so, Yan Xiqian was very happy to hear that.

"Tell me, what exactly do you like about her?" Yan Xiqian was really curious, she had no impression of Qing Yanci at this age at all.

Unexpectedly, there is such a person who has always liked herself.

Qing Yanci's little face was red, and she was embarrassed to speak.

Yan Xiqian assured him again and again, "I will never tell others. In exchange, I can find a way for you to catch up with Ah Qian earlier. What do you think?"

A child is a child, simple in thinking, and easy to deceive.

Hearing what Yan Xiqian said, he agreed immediately.

To hear a secret love story related to her, Yan Xiqian was inexplicably a little excited.

It was about two years ago, when Qing Yanci was six years old.

That year, Yan Xiqian was 13 years old, just like a teenager, and it was the third year that she entered the Heavenly Palace to worship.

At that time, Qing Yanci was addicted to carrots like his life, and in just three to five years, the entire prince's bedroom was stuffed to the brim with the carrots he had collected.

Even so, it still failed to satisfy Qing Yanci's hobby.

He went too far and piled carrots in his brother Qing Lanyue's room.

Qing Lanyue didn't take it seriously at first, but gradually, the carrots in the room could no longer be ignored, and he realized that it couldn't go on like this.

So, on a dark and windy night, Qing Lanyue quietly led someone into Qing Yanci's bedroom, trying to take out all the carrots in his bedroom and throw them away.

But Qing Lanyue was so impatient that she didn't know that her younger brother was also sleeping among the pile of carrots.

Just like that, a frantic attendant packed the little highness together with carrots in a box, ready to deal with it.

Qing Yanci, who was fast asleep, had no idea that he was going to bury his beloved Carrot with him.

When he woke up, he found that his surroundings were pitch black.

Qing Yanci, who was still young, tapped and got out of the box, only then realized that for some reason, he was lying with dozens of boxes of carrots in the garbage dump where Xiaoxian was cleaned.

Qing Yanci burst into tears, and the crying attracted Qingsao Xiaoxian.

Everyone was surprised to see Qing Yanci sitting in a box of carrots.

That's how it came to light.

In a fit of anger, Qing Yanci reported her elder brother Qing Lanyue to God.

After listening to the description of the two sons, God thought for a long time, and finally made a decision.

"From now on, the second prince is not allowed to collect carrots in Jiuchongtian, and if found, they will be confiscated." Old Tianjun said seriously.

Originally, I asked my father to uphold justice for me, but I didn't expect my father to be so cruel.

Qing Lanyue is also very strange, after all, his father has always loved Yan Ci, and he did not expect to be so decisive today.

When God ordered someone to send away the crying Qing Yanci, Qing Lanyue asked, "Father, isn't this too cruel to Yan Ci?"

God snorted coldly, "Cruel? Let me show you what cruelty is!"

As soon as these words came out, Qing Lanyue looked at her father with some trepidation.

I thought my father wanted to settle accounts after Qiuhou, but I didn't think he just turned around, showing the back of his head with thinning hair.

Qing Lanyue was taken aback, "Father, what... what's going on?"

God slapped the table fiercely, and said: "This brat has piled up carrots in my bedroom now, your mother is looking at those carrots every day, even in her dreams, she is pulling carrots, if this continues, my hair will be shattered." She is about to be swallowed up by her!"

Seeing his father's mournful and pitiful face, Qing Lanyue sighed helplessly.

From that day on, the Second Prince and Carrot were not allowed to appear at the same time.

This is also the reason why Qing Yan Cihui and Yan Xiqian got acquainted.

Qing Yanci, who had lost the carrot, was thinking about hiding the carrot every day.

Every time someone finds out, there will be a big scene of life and death separation between people and carrots.

This year's pilgrimage day happened to be staged like this.

Yan Xiqian, who was following the pilgrimage team, didn't know the reason for this, but saw a child crying pitifully after being snatched a carrot by several tall attendants.

The young and frivolous Yan Xiqian came to his aid and helped the kid get back the carrot.

When Yan Xiqian caught up with the pilgrimage team, he smiled at the child.

It was such an unintentional smile that planted the seeds of love in the heart of little Qing Yanci.

After Yan Xiqian finished his pilgrimage, he saw the child waiting outside the Tianjun Hall with a carrot in his arms.

"Little poor, why are you still here?"

Qing Yanci said softly, "I'm waiting... for the girl to come out."

Yan Xi chuckled lightly, and said, "How old are you? If you call me a girl, you should call me sister."

As she spoke, she rubbed Qing Yanci's hair.

But the young man blushed and said, "No, my brother said that brothers and sisters cannot get married."

These words made Yan Xi smile even harder, "Little boy, do you want to marry a wife at such a young age? Well, sister, I have plenty of suitors. When you grow up, come and line up again!"

After all, she wanted to leave.

The little boy behind her yelled and asked her, "Girl, what's your name?"

The girl looked back and smiled sweetly, "Yan Xiqian!"

After listening to Qing Yanci's narration, Yan Xiqian didn't have the slightest impression.

"Just because of this?" Yan Xiqian asked suspiciously.

The young man nodded shyly.

Yan Xiqian originally thought it would be some shocking love story, but she didn't expect it to be like this!

Because of a carrot?

Yan Xiqian's heart was depressed, as if she had been exposed to carrots.

After all, no matter what, Carrot is Yan Xiqian's number one love rival.

She even secretly thought in her heart: If Qing Yanci at that time knew that the girl she liked because of carrots would not be allowed to store carrots in the future, would she immediately dislike her?

Yan Xiqian was a little disappointed and ready to go to bed.

But the young man asked in surprise: "Madam, I...I still want to see Miss Yan, please don't sleep yet."

Yan Xi rolled his eyes at him shallowly, and said, "I'm the girl Yan you want to see. Now, you can either come up and sleep together, or go out to sleep in the guest room or go back to Jiuchongtian, it's up to you!"

Qing Yanci stared at her in a daze, the man completely ignored his gaze, and was already wrapped in a quilt and lying down.

What did she just say?Mrs. Yan is Miss Yan?

Qing Yanci carefully pushed Yan Xiqian's shoulder, "What do you mean? You are Miss Yan, but you just said that you belong to Mrs. Yan!"

Yan Xi squinted at him, "I didn't say that, I only said my family Ah Qian, but I didn't say anything else, you misunderstood, no wonder I was."

"This..." The boy blushed anxiously, "How can you lie to me?"

Yan Xiqian suddenly sat up and sneered, "What? You said you liked me just now, and now you're angry? Don't you like me? My cousin is right, men are liars, and so are you."

Qing Yanci was speechless by this groundless accusation, and could only look at her stupidly.

Yan Xiqian ignored him, lay down with his back to him, and tucked the corner of the quilt.

The boy stood there for a while before whispering, "I'm sorry, I... I'm not angry, nor do I dislike it, it's just that you lied to me."

After all, it was because of his young age and his soft voice that always made Yan Xiqian feel uneasy.

Besides, although the secret love story was a bit nonsense, after all, Yan Xiqian was happy to know that Bai Yueguang in his heart was herself.

She turned around, lifted the quilt, "Lie in."

The young man blushed like a ripe tomato, his eyes dodged and he said, "This...isn't it good?"

Yan Xiqian said disdainfully: "You have slept with me for 300 years, what's the point?"

"Three, 300 years?" The young man tried hard to digest the number of years.

Yan Xiqian was impatient, "Can't you make it through?"

Qing Yanci hastily kicked off her shoes and lay down in a panic.

It's been a long time since I slept with him in my arms. After fighting for so long, it made her angry as soon as he came back.

Although he is not clear about his mind now, he can finally hold her in his arms.

There was a faint cool fragrance on Qing Yanci's body, which couldn't be smelled unless he smelled it carefully.

Over the years, she has long been used to sleeping with this cold fragrance.

Whenever he went out to fight, she didn't sleep so peacefully.

In the past, Yan Xiqian didn't want to think about whether there was any necessary connection between them, but now she felt that she was too careless.

Qing Yanci's voice came from above his head, "Are you really Miss Yan?"

Yan Xi buried her face in the crescent of his neck, and responded with a faint hum.

"Are we... married?" Qing Yanci asked cautiously.

Yan Xiqian hummed again.

The man stopped talking, Yan Xi raised his head and glared at him, "Unhappy?"

The young man shook his head again and again, "No, it's just...a little surprised, I...how did I marry Miss Yan?"

Yan Xiqian looked away, and said calmly, "How else can I marry? Marriage, you are so cowardly, and you still expect you to propose marriage to me?"

Qing Yanci was silent for a moment, then said: "So that's how it is."

Speaking of marriage, Yan Xiqian felt a little uncomfortable.

Since I liked her for so many years, why didn't I say it?
If Tianjun hadn't arranged this marriage, wouldn't it be someone else who is lying in his arms now?
The more Yan Xiqian thought about it, the more angry she became, and she wanted to scold him to vent her anger, but the young man suddenly asked stupidly: "What is a marriage?"

"..."

This question made all the displeasure in Yan Xiqian's heart go away.

Yes, what's the use of her scolding him?

Now Qing Yanci only has the memory and thinking of only eight years old, what can he understand?

Under Qing Yanci's clear and flawless eyes, Yan Xiqian replied: "Marriage... is for the stability and harmony of the two clans. The two sides choose a man and a woman to marry and maintain the friendship between the two clans. Do you understand?"

The young man nodded half-understood, "That is to say, Miss Yan did not marry me out of her own will, did she?"

Yan Xiqian didn't know how to answer this question, and it took him a long time before he said vaguely, "It's about the same!"

"I'm sorry." The boy apologized with lowered eyes.

Yan Xiqian said sullenly, "What do you have to be sorry for?"

(End of this chapter)