Gain is a perfect marriage partner. He has status and position, and represents the entire imperial family. Marrying him can bring endless benefits. Han Yan has been chasing fame and fortune for half his life, so how could he let the opportunity slip away from his fingers.
The female insect in front of him was beautiful but not stupid, quiet but not dull, and beneath her lifeless appearance was a beast with sharp claws... Although she had a lame leg, it was no big deal to Han Yan—
After all, he was once a disabled person.
There was no one around in the back garden, and the night was dim. Han Yan's fingertips slowly moved on Gain's back, his movements recklessly, as if the female insect in front of him had already become his prey. His eyes behind the lenses were clear, but his tone was low and slow, giving people an illusion of gentleness: "What do you think?"
He became more and more satisfied with Gain...
Han Yan was very pleased with the other party's beautiful face and the benefits behind it. After all, if the Insect Emperor gave him a stupid and ugly female insect, Han Yan would consider terminating the deal, which would be a big loss for him.
Jia Yin did not speak, and the warm touch remained under the corner of his eye. He was still immersed in the kiss that Han Yan had just given him. He heard the male insect in front of him say that he wanted to marry him. He slowly raised his eyes to look at the other party, and twitched the corners of his mouth sarcastically in the dark night, and asked without any emotion: "Does it feel fun for you to tease a cripple?"
He didn't think Han Yan would marry him.
not at all.
As a prince, Gain has lost the qualification to compete for the throne. As a military girl, he can no longer go to the battlefield due to his disability. Such a situation is tantamount to a useless chess piece.
Jia Yin always felt that Han Yan's calm gaze seemed to penetrate his body, stripping off his clothes one by one. His hands on his side unconsciously tightened, and finally slowly loosened, his tone flat: "You're welcome."
Han Yan is a businessman who cares about tangible benefits. Instead of talking big, it is better to prove it with actual actions.
The man was gentle and elegant, with an indifferent expression. There was no sign of him having just pressed Gain against the stone pillar of the pavilion and caressing him wantonly, which made the latter suspect that he had just had a short and empty dream.
To the male insect, his attitude just now was too offensive.
Han Yan asked back: "Your Highness doesn't like it?"
As Han Yan finished speaking, Jia Yin felt a chill on his wrist, as if he were wearing a string of ancient sandalwood beads. He subconsciously looked at Han Yan, only to see a faint smile hidden in the other's eyes behind the lenses, which was bewitching.
Jia Yin stared at Han Yan motionlessly. His sickly and pale face looked spooky under the light. Even his voice was low and dark. "Are you sure you want to give it to me?"
"Gain—"
The Insect Emperor seemed to be afraid that Gain would say something he shouldn't, so he interrupted him in a deep voice: "Since Lord Ashya gave it to you, then accept it and don't ask any more rude questions."
Han Yan: "Let's go find His Majesty together."
He didn't know whether he was asking about the scenery or a female insect.
Han Yan looked calm, with a faint smile on his lips, making it hard to figure out what he meant. Only Jia Yin glanced at him inconspicuously, then pursed his lips and looked away, saying nothing.
They both knew the marriage very well, so some things didn't need to be said too clearly. The Insect Emperor looked at Gain, who was silent and bowed his head, and then looked at Han Yan, who looked normal. He seemed to understand something and asked meaningfully, "How is it, are you satisfied with the scenery of Moonlight Lake?"
Han Yan calmly held onto Jia Yin's cold fingertips, and calmly led him upstairs. He seemed to be unaware of how fatally attractive his intimate and protective behavior was to a female insect. He simply lowered his eyes and adjusted his glasses that had slipped off his nose, hiding all his emotions deep in his eyes.
They just went out for a stroll in the garden, why did they come back holding hands
If Han Yan was smart, he should stay away from him, just like those noble male insects dancing inside.
Gain could never fit in into such a lively circle. He stood aside silently with his eyes downcast, as if nothing could arouse his interest. Only when Han Yan spoke would he occasionally look up.
Han Yan didn't mind. He didn't like people who were too noisy. Gain's personality was just what he wanted. He shook his head slightly and said, "No, I'm the one who's being rude."
When they left, they walked side by side at most, but when they came back, they were so intimate that they immediately attracted the attention of countless guests. Seeing this, Jia Yin subconsciously wanted to pull away from Han Yan's hand, but he held it tighter instead. After struggling in vain for a few seconds, he finally calmed down.
Han Yan did not show any anger. He looked at Jia Yin seriously from beginning to end and said in a gentle voice: "Of course I will not regret it. So do you like this gift?"
Or maybe... he knew.
After he finished speaking, he gently took off a string of sandalwood beads from his wrist. This was one of Admon’s many luxury collections. Han Yan thought it was very pleasing to the eye, so he kept it. He gently fiddled with the simple beads with his fair and slender fingertips, which were so beautiful that people could not take their eyes away. “It’s our first meeting. I don’t know what Your Highness likes. I haven’t had time to prepare a gift yet. I hope you like it.”
Han Yan had been in the society for a long time, and he could see through the mind of the female insect in front of him at a glance. He stared at her with his gray-blue eyes, and finally said nothing. Instead, he slowly let go of Gain's waist, stretched out his right hand with distinct joints to him, and whispered, "Let's go."
After hearing this, Gain paused for a moment and finally said nothing more.
Gain said nothing, but slowly covered the beads on his right wrist with his left hand, then tightened his grip little by little, holding it very tightly, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch them away. After a long time, he finally hummed in an inaudible voice.
"No," Gain shook his head slowly: "I just want to remind you that you can't regret giving something away, otherwise..."
Gain was led into the hall by Han Yan.
Gain was puzzled: "Where are you going?"
He knew very well what kind of misunderstanding his actions would cause to Gain, the unpopular and disabled prince, but he deliberately confused the other party's mind, and then watched indifferently, staying out of the fire and water, watching the female insect fall into his hands little by little and become his prey.
Han Yan noticed Gain's gaze, but did not turn back. Instead, he slowly finished the current topic with the Insect Emperor, and then said, "I really troubled His Highness the Eighth Prince just now. If it weren't for him leading the way, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the back garden."
Han Yan could sense that the Insect Emperor actually loved his nephew very much, and he was not as unpopular as the outside world had rumored. In other words, Gain's attitude also determined the success or failure of this marriage.
The Insect Emperor likes male insects who know how to adapt to the times. Han Yan is obviously much smarter than the idiot from the Durant family. That's right. One should happily accept the royal marriage instead of racking one's brains to cancel it.
Even if Gain is disabled, he still has royal blood flowing in his body. How could it be the turn of the ministers to despise him
He finally turned his head and looked at Gain, his eyes focused and serious, his voice deep, like a cello: "Isn't that right?"
The Insect Emperor frowned and said in a faint voice, as if blaming: "Gain, you are so rude."
His eccentric personality is extremely unpleasant. One can imagine that he is like a dead fish in bed, dull and boring. If she marries a male insect in the future, she will only be destined to be alone in an empty room.
The Insect Emperor was originally talking in a low voice with a group of generals from the north. When he saw Han Yan and Gain coming back, his eyes fell on their holding hands and he paused slightly. Even Lord Yechi beside him could not hide his surprise.
The Insect Emperor was very satisfied with his nephew-in-law, and couldn't help but think a few more words during the conversation. Han Yan was polite and answered fluently. Even when the topic touched upon areas he had never understood, he remained humble and respectful. Even several military generals standing by were secretly impressed when they saw this.
Han Yan led Jia Yin to the front of the Insect Emperor, then slowly let him go. He nodded and bowed slightly, never forgetting etiquette at all times: "Your Majesty."
A man should be looked at with new eyes after three days of absence. Han Yan's tactful way of acting doesn't look like a fool at all. With such a character and means, he will definitely be a man of great potential in the future.
Han Yan nodded slightly and whispered only two words: "Very beautiful."
"Um… "
It's the default.
Han Yan smiled. He knew that the marriage was already settled. "It was a pleasure to spend time with you today. I hope we will have a chance to meet again next time."
After he finished speaking, he bowed to the Insect Emperor and said, "I will not disturb you and the other generals from discussing matters. I will take my leave first."
Han Yan had stayed upstairs long enough. It would be inconvenient to stay any longer, so he tactfully said goodbye and went downstairs.
The Insect Emperor glared at his back as he turned away, then glanced at Gain and suddenly asked out of nowhere, "Do you like it?"
Gain said nothing, but just lowered his eyes to stare at the beads on his wrist. All his attention was on them, his eyes were paranoid and focused, like a child who has got his favorite toy.
"… "
Then the Insect Emperor knew his answer, closed his eyes and slowly exhaled, feeling relieved, but also deeply worried.
Downstairs, guests were toasting and dancing on the dance floor to the sound of elegant and gentle music. Han Yan picked up a glass of wine when passing by the wine tower. He glanced casually and saw the Seventh Prince Justu leaving the banquet hall with a black-haired and black-eyed male insect.
The late emperor had eight princes, four of whom died in battle. The remaining four princes looked similar but had completely different personalities. The seventh prince, Justu, was a rebellious contender for the crown prince and was known as the most dazzling pearl of Salilanfa. As a brother, Gain lived like a lonely ghost and became a grain of sand forgotten by history.
The outside world only remembers that Gain had a lame leg, but has forgotten why he had this lame leg. The battlefield where he once fought bloody battles has long since cleared, and no traces of his former life can be found.
Perhaps marrying the Seventh Prince would bring the greatest benefit, but Han Yan just didn't like things that were too eye-catching, just like the string of wooden beads on his wrist, which were simple and low-key.
He shook the liquid in the glass, his eyes fell on the male insect that was said to be picked up by the Seventh Prince from the Soridian Forest. He felt vaguely that the other person's profile looked familiar, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and soon got the answer -
It was the passenger sitting in the back seat of the tour bus.
It seems that the other party is very lucky. Not only did he successfully escape from the car accident, but he also won the favor of a prince. I don’t know if Han Yan’s gaze was too obvious, the black-haired and black-eyed male insect seemed to have sensed something and turned his head. His sight passed through the crowd and fell accurately on Han Yan.
Han Yan's face was completely different from before. He was not worried that this "companion" would recognize him. He raised his wine glass and saluted the other party from a distance, smiled slightly, and finally turned around and disappeared among the guests.
We don't know each other, so there's no need to recognize each other.
That's all.
The banquet finally ended in the late night, and the palace sent a driver to take Han Yan back to his residence. From the details, it can be seen that the Insect Emperor has already tacitly agreed to this marriage in his heart.
At that time, Ademon was anxiously waiting at home, worried that something might go wrong with Han Yan at the banquet. If the marriage fell through, they would have to pay off the 40 million debt themselves!
Johnny sat on the sofa, looking equally nervous: "Father Xiong, if Ashya really marries the Eighth Prince, can we order takeout openly?"
He didn't want to buy a new aircraft or a limited edition game card right now, he just wanted to have a normal meal.
Ademon paced back and forth in the living room to relieve his anxiety. "Of course, after the female insect gets married, all the property will belong to the male insect. It was the same with your female father. Your Highness the Eighth Prince is the crown prince and has a huge fortune. You can eat whatever you want. Maybe we can even move to the first-class district."
They were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't even notice when the door opened a crack.
Han Yan was standing at the door and heard their conversation. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, thinking that they haven't even gotten married yet, but his dear "male father" and "brother" are already eyeing the property of the future female monarch
It's a pity that I was so poor and had such short-sighted ambition that I just wanted to order takeout.
Han Yan pushed the door open and walked in. He changed his shoes at the entrance, closed the door, and asked calmly, "What were you talking about just now? What do you mean by a huge fortune? What do you mean by ordering takeout?"
Upon hearing this, A'demon and Johnny both froze and subconsciously looked towards the door, only to see Han Yan had entered the room at some point and was standing at the entrance, glancing at them with a half-smile.
Johnny reacted very quickly, subconsciously stood up from the sofa, and stammered to explain: "Nothing... Nothing, I just said that if I become rich in the future, I must order takeout every day."
"Yeah?"
Han Yan didn't know whether he believed it or not. He took off his suit jacket and put it on the hanger, then walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. He raised his hand to unbutton his shirt collar and loosen his silver-gray tie, and asked casually, "So what did you have for dinner today?"
Johnny: "Meat... Meat fried rice."
Ademon nodded vigorously beside him: "Yes, fried rice!"
Han Yan: "Who did it?"
Johnny subconsciously pointed at Ademon, but when he turned around, he saw that he was pointing at himself. He quickly retracted his hand and almost changed his words: "I did it."
Han Yan habitually rubbed the beads on his wrist when he heard this, but found nothing. Then he remembered that he had already given the item away. He paused and withdrew his hand calmly: "Are you sure?"
Johnny nodded gritted his teeth: "Sure."
Han Yan looked at Ademon and asked, "Is the food he cooked delicious?"
Ademon said without thinking: "It's delicious, of course it's delicious, we've eaten it all."
Han Yan was very satisfied with their answers and said to Johnny, "Really? Then please go make another serving of fried rice. I remember there is a bag of rice in the locker and four cans of meat left in the refrigerator. It should be enough for you."
Johnny's pupils trembled when he heard this, and he pointed at himself and asked incredulously: "I...you want me to cook?"
Han Yan hummed and said, "Make a copy exactly as you made it tonight."
Johnny choked when he heard this, and seemed to want to say something, but before he could open his mouth, Admon was quickly pushed into the kitchen, and the other party scolded him with a fierce face: "What are you standing there for? I told you to make fried rice, so go ahead!"
It is better to let my friend die than to let myself die. Apparently Admon understood this truth very well. After he finished speaking, he ignored Johnny's pleading look and simply closed the kitchen door, locking his youngest son inside with a click.
After all this was done, Ademon sat down next to Han Yan and eagerly asked the question he was most concerned about: "Ashiya, how was the banquet today? Did His Majesty agree to marry the Eighth Prince to you?"
He obviously didn't understand the royal style of doing things. Even if the Insect Emperor wanted to grant the marriage, he would never announce it at the banquet without informing the public.
Han Yan took off his glasses, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. He did not answer the question, but asked an irrelevant question out of the blue: "Did Lord Yechi call tonight?"
"Master Yechi?"
Ademon was stunned when he heard this, wondering why the old man called him. However, before he could ask, the terminal on his wrist suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed that it was the internal affairs officer, Lord Yechi.
Han Yan was not surprised at all: "Go ahead and listen to what he has to say."
Admon had no choice but to press the answer button. He didn't know what Lord Yechi said on the other end of the phone. His expression was surprised at first, then turned to shock, and then ecstasy. He nodded and bowed and thanked him repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes... Thank you for your trust, your Majesty. We will definitely live up to his expectations... Ashya will certainly not refuse. This is an honor for our family... Don't rush, don't rush, we will definitely be ready in the shortest time..."
Ademon exchanged pleasantries with Lord Yechi for a long time across the terminal before hanging up the phone. He looked very happy, as if he had won the lottery.
Han Yan had been resting with his eyes closed until Ademon ended the call. He then slowly opened his eyes and asked, "How is it going? Is the marriage settled?"
"It's settled! It's settled!" Ademon's tone was unable to conceal his excitement. "Ashiya, Lord Yechi said that His Majesty is very satisfied with you. Not only has he decided to marry the Eighth Prince to you, he has also granted you a high-end residence. It's just that the wedding date is a bit tight, so we have to prepare as soon as possible!"
Han Yan was not surprised. Jia Yin's due date was approaching, and the wedding could not be delayed any longer. He asked casually, "What do I need to prepare for the wedding?"
It seemed that he had not yet had time to learn about this aspect.
Ademon said, "You just need to prepare yourself. The male insects only need to be responsible for beauty, haircut and choosing clothes. The wedding decoration and rings will be prepared by the female insects. We don't have to spend a penny."
The last sentence is the key point.
However, Han Yan had already opened the terminal, looking down at something on it, and made clear arrangements: "I'm going to the mall to buy a wedding ring tomorrow. You'll be responsible for the invitations. I've lost my memory and don't know which guests to invite."
Ademon thought Han Yan had missed his words, so he reminded her, “Ashiya, we don’t have to pay for this wedding, the Eighth Prince will buy the ring.”
"I know."
Han Yan only said this one sentence.
He was a businessman and hated to suffer a loss, but since he had already fought for this marriage, he had to make it perfect. It was not only Gain's wedding, but also his own wedding. Moreover, there was no such rule on Earth. Even the wedding ring had to be paid for by the female insect. Han Yan thought he still had some bottom line as a man.
Just as Ademon was about to say something, he heard a loud bang from the kitchen, which startled him. He looked back and saw Johnny coming out of the kitchen with a plate of black, unclear shapes. He put the plate heavily in front of Han Yan and said angrily, "You asked for pork fried rice!"
The "rice" was still smoking and looked like a pile of burnt charcoal. Needless to say, he must have thrown the rice directly into the heating box and accidentally fried the plate.
Han Yan held a magazine in his hand. He waved away the burnt smell in the air, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this what you had for lunch?"
Johnny didn't say anything. Hearing this, he avoided Han Yan's sight out of guilt and secretly kicked Ademon's foot, signaling him not to pretend to be dead.
Ademon said with a stiff face, "This is what we had for lunch."
Han Yan asked back: "Is it delicious?"
Ademon nodded with a guilty conscience and uttered two words with difficulty: "Delicious."
Han Yan smiled with an ambiguous tone: "Okay, eat it all in front of me."
Ademon: “?!!!!”
Han Yanyu ignored them and continued to look down at the magazine in her hand, searching for information about wedding rings. Before the terminal screen on her wrist had time to dim, a record of takeout consumption was displayed.
[Dear~ The Double Bug Deluxe Midnight Snack Set Meal you ordered has been delivered. If you are satisfied, please remember to give a five-star praise~]
[Consumption time: 9 o'clock tonight.]
[Consumption amount: 5866 star coins. ]
"vomit!"
It was the sound of Ademon feeling sick from Johnny's dark cooking.
(End of this chapter)