Han Yan didn't know what Gain was studying. If he knew, he would probably feel a little suspicious. He was narrow-minded and selfish and didn't want his property to be touched by others. Even if he needed to be trained, he should do it personally.
The night before the wedding, the clerk finally delivered the ring on time.
The black velvet box is low-key yet luxurious. A silver ring is quietly placed in it, inlaid with two sparkling diamonds. Even under dim lighting, it still emits a dazzling glow.
The clerk stood aside and asked cautiously, "Sir, are you satisfied?"
Han Yan didn't say anything, but took the ring out and split it in two with a little force. He pinched the ring with his slender fingertips and examined it for a moment under the light to make sure there was no flaw. After a moment, he said, "The diamond is very beautiful."
The clerk was relieved: "As long as you like it."
Han Yan sat behind the desk, opened the drawer and took out a star card to pay the balance. His straightforward attitude made the clerk very happy: "I heard that you are about to marry the Eighth Prince. I wish you a happy wedding in advance."
This was the first blessing Han Yan had received in the strict sense. After all, to the outside world, marrying a cripple was not something worth celebrating. In Salilan law, it was only something to be sympathized with.
Han Yan probably thought it was interesting and smiled, his eyes behind the lenses making it hard to see clearly: "Thank you."
He was extremely polite. He pulled out a chair and stood up after he finished speaking, and personally sent the clerk downstairs. This move made the latter flattered and secretly shocked. Lord Ashya was so gentle and considerate, which was really incompatible with the sinister Eighth Prince!
Han Yan likes obedient bugs...
It was dusk outside, with only a cold moon hanging in the sky. This planet was so polluted that even the flowers were artificial, and there were few stars to be seen.
Han Yan has been an orphan since childhood.
After watching the clerk leave, Han Yan turned around and went upstairs. He glanced down inadvertently and saw Admon and Johnny sitting downstairs talking on the phone. They looked excited and excited. Han Yan could only learn from their intermittent conversation that the two female kings and female servants who were carrying out the mission on the distant battlefield would be back soon.
Han Yan also smoked in his previous life, but he was not addicted to it. He was used to controlling his desires rather than being controlled by them. If he had no family, then giving him endless money would be fine. From a certain perspective, this greedy businessman is actually quite easy to "satisfy."
Although he was adopted by the villagers since he was a child, he still didn't fit in with that simple and kind place. The honest villagers didn't value money, and they were happy with the simple food every day. Enduring hardships was engraved into their instincts. The cold and shrewd Han Yan would only be regarded as an alien by them, and they would also despise him for pursuing fame and fortune.
Sit quietly all night until dawn.
He has no parents, so naturally he has no such emotional needs.
Maybe it was because the wedding was approaching, but Han Yan was not sleepy at all. He sat on the terrace, expressionless as he lit a cigarette. A thin wisp of smoke escaped from his lips, making his gentle and indifferent face look a little blurry. A little orange spark flickered on his fingertips, leaving a long and spicy aftertaste.
It turns out that this is the reason...
Tomorrow is the wedding...
Han Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, retracted his gaze, and turned back to the room. He looked a little uninterested. This news that represented reunion and warmth did not stir up any waves in his heart. The heart beating in his chest was always a little less warm than that of others.
Han Yan glanced at the terminal and found that it would take half an hour for the royal etiquette team to arrive. He finally stood up from the chair, turned around and walked into the bathroom to wash up.
Everything in the world is conserved. Whatever you choose, you must exchange it with something of equal value. The people of this land chose weapons and war, so as a punishment, the insect god took back their flowers and stars.
Han Yan flicked the ash off his cigarette, and then looked at the ring in his hand again, stroking the incomplete mountain and sea patterns on it with his fingertips, looking thoughtful. This was the most special business he had ever done in his two lives. After all, it was just a simple money dispute before, but this time it involved marriage. He realized it belatedly and felt something was wrong.
The time of the wedding was chosen by the clergy, and Han Yan and Gain's wedding was scheduled at the moment when the sun was rising, bright and warm.
However, Han Yan did not reject it.
The Zerg also have cigarettes, but the material inside is not tobacco, but a kind of Dolemon leaf with a similar taste. The area of Salilanfa cultivation is scarce, and this item is quite expensive, as if it is one of the gifts sent by the palace after the banquet.
As orphans adopted by the village, Asui is kind-hearted and can live a carefree life, but Han Yan cannot. The clean and simple mountains cannot accommodate his heart full of the smell of money.
Gain seemed very quiet and obedient, and would not block his way.
But it is understandable.
The wedding ceremony of the Zerg is a little different from that on Earth. The male Zerg only needs to change into a formal dress and take a flying vehicle to the wedding venue, and the female Zerg will wait there in advance. Ordinary civilian families may have more entertainment activities, but the royal family has strict rules and regulations, and every link must be strictly followed.
When the royal etiquette team arrived, Han Yan had already changed his clothes. He liked clean colors, so he wore a white suit as usual. His light blue hair was combed neatly, and the thin gold-rimmed glasses made him look gentle and elegant, perfect and impeccable.
The etiquette officer originally wanted to help him put on makeup, but after looking at him for a long time, he found that there was nothing to change, so he had to withdraw his hand, holding a thick book and whispering to Han Yan about the things to pay attention to in the upcoming wedding.
There is not much that the male insects need to follow, and it can be explained in a few minutes.
The etiquette officer finally asked respectfully: "Sir, do you have any questions?"
Han Yan shook his head: "No, thank you."
After he finished speaking, he stood up from his seat, put the silver ring into his shirt pocket without leaving a trace, adjusted the jewel cufflinks on his wrist, and then left the room and walked downstairs.
The aircraft was already waiting outside. The pattern on the side was a scepter and a sword crossed with each other, with a sun totem held up above. It was the emblem of the Gunhedra family and could only be used by the royal family.
The etiquette officer opened the cabin door for Han Yan, and after he sat in, he arranged Admon and Johnny on another aircraft, and then signaled the team to set off.
I don't know if it was to show the importance of Gain, but with the tacit consent of the Insect Emperor, the wedding was held at the Wenjueton Palace. The scene was crowded with guests, and 99% of the famous nobles in the imperial capital were present. It is not difficult to predict that in the next half month, the headlines of the Star Network will be firmly occupied by this wedding.
Gain, wearing a military-style dress, stood at the palace gate waiting quietly. He still looked gloomy and depressed as usual, but the rising sun also dispelled some of the haze, making his pale and sickly face look a little more rosy.
It had been a long time since Gain had stood in the sun, and it had also been a long time since he had appeared in such an occasion filled with guests. He frowned unconsciously, obviously a little uncomfortable. Finally, he remembered something and calmed down again.
Today is his wedding.
But the eyes of the guests around her were neither sympathetic nor disgusted, but envy and jealousy. They were probably puzzled, wondering why a female insect who was repeatedly rejected by nobles would have the bad luck to marry the eldest son of the Admon family - ever since the male insect made a brief appearance at the banquet, he has attracted the hearts of countless female insects.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the sun gradually became hotter. Just as Gain felt a sharp pain in his right leg from standing for a long time, the ceremonial team that went to welcome the wedding finally arrived at the palace gate. He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked over -
The hatch of the aircraft slowly opened, and a man in a suit and tie came down from it. There were many good-looking male insects among the guests, but none of them could compare to him.
The sun was a bit glaring today. Han Yan narrowed his gray-blue eyes behind his glasses and saw Gain standing at the palace gate in the flickering light and shadow. The female insect was dressed elegantly today. Her well-cut military uniform made her figure look tall and slender. If she didn't move, you could still vaguely see her former grace.
According to the rules, Jiain should come over to greet the Lord.
However, before he could move, Han Yan had already taken a step and walked slowly in front of him. Han Yan stretched out a slender and distinct hand to Jia Yin, just like that night in the back garden, indicating that he could lend a hand and support him: "The steps here are not easy to walk on."
The man spoke in a low, confident voice, as if he was certain that the other party would do what he said.
Upon hearing this, Jia Yin lowered his eyes to look at Han Yan's hand. His eyelashes cast a thick shadow under his eyes. The red mole at the end of his eye was as red as blood under the sun, making him look even more evil and weak.
He seemed to be thinking about something, his fingertips moved, and finally, bit by bit, he extended his cold hand, like some animal that had lived in a dark cave for many years, tentatively sticking its head out of the cave and carefully touching the sunlight.
Han Yan took advantage of the situation and then slowly tightened it. The attendants on both sides opened the palace gate, and a long red carpet appeared inside, extending all the way to the ceremony platform in the front.
"May the insect god bless you."
When the palace door opened, melodious music sounded in the luxurious hall. The guests applauded loudly. The waiters smiled and blessed them and led the way in front.
A faint smile appeared on Han Yan's lips at the right time. He nodded slightly to the guests around him, then took Gain's hand and walked step by step towards the front of the red carpet. However, perhaps because he had been standing for too long, Gain's steps were obviously much slower than before. He staggered for a moment without being noticed, and then returned to his normal speed.
Han Yan glanced at him as if he realized something, then calmly slowed down his pace.
Han Yan was once a cripple, so he knew what speed was the most comfortable for walking. The instinct of walking at a leisurely pace had been engraved in his mind and could not be erased even if he changed his body.
He watched Gain trying his best to straighten his back and walk at a normal speed, and he had an illusion that he saw himself in the human world.
Han Yan supported the female insect beside him without saying a word, just like he was supporting his former self. No one knew what he was thinking.
After noticing Han Yan's deliberate slowing down of his pace, Jia Yin paused for a moment. However, before he could do anything, he heard a man's slow voice: "Walk slower."
Han Yan looked indifferent, not minding letting those guests who were laughing at Jia Yin wait a little longer, and his posture was relaxed, as if he was born to walk in the world of fame and fortune: "No hurry."
However, no matter how long this red carpet is, it will have an end. Under the gaze of the guests, the two of them slowly walked to the ceremony platform, and behind them stood an old female insect, a clergy official of the empire. He held a thick code in his hand, and recited the unknown oath in the obscure ancient language of the insect race, and finally blessed the couple who were about to get married.
Han Yan didn't care much about this kind of oath. There was a similar process on Earth, but only a few people could abide by it. People's hearts were complicated, so how could they be bound by a few light oaths? He heard the priest signal that they could exchange rings, and then he took out the ring from his jacket pocket and split it in two in front of Gain.
Gain stared at his movements, his eyelashes trembling.
Han Yan didn't know that the other party had already seen the ring in advance. He took Gain's right hand and slowly put the still warm ring on his ring finger. He glanced casually and found that Gain was still wearing the string of sandalwood beads on his wrist.
Han Yan smiled unconsciously: "Do you like it?"
I don't know if he was asking about the ring or the bracelet.
Jia Yin hummed without any emotion, then took the other ring and gently put it on Han Yan. He held the man's bony hand, lowered his eyes and looked at it carefully for a long time, like a child who found his favorite toy. In a place where others could not see, his red eyes flashed with obsession and paranoia.
The Insect Emperor was sitting in the audience, with several princes beside him. They noticed Han Yan's attentive and considerate actions, and their expressions relaxed a little.
The Insect Emperor closed his eyes calmly and said to the Seventh Prince beside him: "Justu, you can go to the dense forest to carry out the mission without worry. This male insect is very smart and will not do anything rude to Gain."
Justu frowned unconsciously, then slowly relaxed his brows and said meaningfully, "I hope you are right."
Most male insects are fickle, and their restless hearts will never stay for anyone. Although the eldest son of the Ademon family seems to be considerate to Gain, no one knows whether it is driven by interests or sincerity. Justu only hopes that even if the other party is pretending, he can pretend for a long time.
The wedding ceremony on the stage has reached the final step. The priest gestured to Han Yan and Jia Yin to put their fingerprints on the marriage certificate, and finally said: "You can kiss your partner."
Upon hearing this, Gain looked at Han Yan quietly. He didn't seem to be shy, nor did he resist. He just wanted to see with his own eyes how this male insect would kiss him.
Han Yan said: "Close your eyes."
This female insect seems to have no sense of shyness at all.
Gain lowered his eyes and closed them obediently.
Han Yan smiled, thinking that he had made the right choice to marry this female insect. He slowly approached Gain, his breath slightly cold, mixed with some residual tobacco smell, and first he tilted his head to place a warm kiss on the red mole at the corner of the other's eye, and finally slowly moved to the lips.
Same coolness, same softness.
Gain couldn't help but open his eyes, and then met Han Yan's gray-blue eyes.
He saw his own reflection clearly inside, and also felt a subtle sense of desire that seemed to be aroused by the kiss.
Jia Yin pursed his lips unconsciously, and the tip of his crimson tongue poked out slightly, soft and flexible, and finally retracted quietly when Han Yan's eyes darkened.
It seemed that Gain had not completely failed to understand the sexual knowledge taught by the teacher.
(End of this chapter)