Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

In the evening, Shang Qiyu made a bed for her son and grandson in Nangong huaiyue's room. She couldn't help saying:

"your uncles and nephews have been in good relationship since childhood. I know that, Yan'er, you are not a child any more. How can you sleep with your uncle as a child? Your uncle and you are not married now. Otherwise, what would you do... "

Maybe people like to nag when they are old. Even if you are the wife of Nangong mansion, you can't avoid it.

"Granny, I have a good relationship with my uncle. You should be happy when you see that our two uncles and nephews are in such a good relationship."

Chen Yan licked his old face to deceive the old man.

One side silent Nangong huaiyue: uncle and nephew are of course good feelings, good to bed.

"When will you have a princess?"

After making the bed, Shang Qiyu sat by the bed and patted Chen Yan on the back of his hand with a melancholy look on his face.

The child is sixteen this year, but he doesn't even have a concubine. What's more, he is a princess. It's really worrying.

Speaking of the crown prince and princess, Chen Yan was a little guilty, and said some strange words on his mouth:

"you don't have to worry about me. My uncle hasn't got a wife. How can I get a wife? No matter how anxious I am, I can't worry about it

Chen Yantian did not know the shame of throwing this burden to his daughter-in-law.

Nangong huaiyue lifts her eyelids lazily and looks at Chen Yan. In an instant, Chen Yan only feels murderous.

Looking down again, Nangong huaiyue arranged her white sleeves in a leisurely manner and said, "well, tomorrow, my uncle will find the best matchmaker in Kyoto to make a marriage with him and find an aunt for Yan'er. In this way, can Yan'er find a beautiful woman and get married?"

The joke of feeling was made a lot of fun. Chen Yan quickly accompanied him with a smile:

"Hey, it's not urgent, it's not urgent."

Nangong huaiyue just slightly hooked his lips and squinted at Chen Yan, which made Chen Yan feel a bit hooked.

Shang Qiyu didn't think much about the intimacy between her uncle and nephew. She was very happy when she thought that the relationship between them was really good.

"Come on, it's getting late. You can rest after bathing."

Shang Qiyu said, and went to the door.

As soon as Chen Yan's eyes lit up, he happily sent the old lady out of the door and looked filial to his grandson:

"grandma, please go slowly."

"Bang."

Then, he could not wait to close the door, turned around, rubbed his hands, and looked at the person from top to bottom in a wretched way:

"beauty, come to be happy..."

Nangong huaiyue is still, only when someone is about to rush over, she turns over, and suddenly falls into a soft bed, without even touching a single hair of meiren'er.

"Apprentice."

Nangong huaiyue pokes Chen Yan's skull.

Chen Yan was lying on his back in bed with one arm around Nangong huaiyue's waist, and his voice was filled with emotion:

"it's too comfortable to live such a life. What a struggle for power and profit is just floating clouds."

Chen Yan is very free and easy. Although he is constantly shuttling around in so many worlds and attacking so many male masters, he only regards all this as a dream. In addition to the person around him and the soul, he will have a deep fetter. In his opinion, the rest is not too good.

What conspiracy and intrigue, what glory and wealth, in his view, has not a bite to eat.

Chen Yan is very happy. Let alone, he has become a gentle man who regards money and power as dirt.