Brother as husband - 10 Jiang Fuyuan

Three days before Yan Jing returned to his residence, Yan Luan finally met Jiang Fuyuan, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Heng. It is said that the two families had a deep friendship in the past. The Marquis of Huaiyin's ancestral home was in Heng, which was the fiefdom of the Jiang family, so Yan Luan and Jiang Fuyuan often visited each other.
"You may all leave."
"Yes, Princess."
Jiang Fuyuan was the eldest daughter of the Duke of Heng. Although her appearance was not as beautiful as Yan Luan's, she was still radiant and charming. However, no matter how Yan Luan looked at her, she could not see any resemblance to Jiang Shasha. Seeing Jiang Fuyuan hesitate several times before speaking, Yan Luan waved her hand and dismissed the servants who were kneeling all around the guest room.
As soon as the person left, Jiang Fuyuan couldn't hold back any longer. She gritted her teeth and hesitantly called out, "Xu Xiaowan?"
Yan Luan stood up abruptly. In her haste, her left foot, clad only in a silk stocking, stepped on the flowing hem of her skirt, nearly causing her to stumble. Once she regained her balance, tears streamed down her face.
"Sasha!"
"Holy crap! You were acting like a real princess just now, making me afraid to say anything!" Jiang Shasha was also overjoyed and cried tears of joy. She ran over and the two hugged each other for a long time, reluctant to let go.
"It really is you! I've been wanting to find you for so long, but I was afraid it wasn't you, boohoo!"
Having been resurrected and arrived in this unfamiliar dynasty, they harbored a faint hope, but no one dared to easily confirm it, lest the result be disappointment. Fortunately, their result was one of good fortune.
"I'm sorry, if I hadn't insisted on going back to get my phone that day, none of this would have happened. But... you're so lucky! Look at you now, back in our day, you'd be a global sensation. I can't take it, I'm drooling!"
After crying her fill, Jiang Shasha started behaving inappropriately again, groping Yan Luan.
"Alright, stop touching me. We don't even know if we'll be able to go back." This was still the matter that Yan Luan couldn't let go of. She knew that nothing good would happen to her in the future.
Incestuous relationship with her brother, a beautiful woman with a tragic fate—just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.
"Why go back? We would definitely be dead in that car accident. Besides, it's not bad here. We don't have to get up early and work late every day, having to watch the boss's face. There are people serving us in front of and behind our backs. It's so comfortable." Jiang Shasha, who always went with the flow, strongly disagreed with Yan Luan's words.
Pinch Jiang Shasha's smiling cheek, Yan Luan said irritably, "You're really living the high life. You can just marry any handsome man you want, and who would dare to disrespect the daughter of a duke? I'd be in big trouble! Have you forgotten what Old Zhao told you about Emperor Wu of Qi in history class?"
"Emperor Qi Wu? That name sounds familiar. Is he the domineering emperor who committed incest with his own sister?"
They were classmates since middle school, and even sat together in their university history class. Back then, their teacher, Mr. Zhao, who was already bald and had a receding hairline, talked about Emperor Wu with a pained expression for a whole class period.
Yan Luan shrugged, relieved that Jiang Shasha hadn't forgotten all the remaining knowledge.
"Hiss, Emperor Wu of Qi? We're in Northern Qi now, and the emperor is Emperor Ling of Qi... Oh, you, you wouldn't happen to be that one, would you? My God, I think we can try to find another way back." Jiang Shasha facepalmed. She was historically illiterate, but she still knew a little about the historical events involving Yan Jing and Yan Luan.
"Yan Jing is coming back soon. I really have no interest in incest. I've been so anxious these past two days that I've almost pulled out a handful of hair."
Jiang Shasha smiled and said, "Back in school, everyone said that the domineering emperor was a handsome man. Why don't you just go for it? Why worry so much? In ancient Egypt, they were all brothers and sisters, mothers and children, and nothing bad happened. Sigh! Why am I not as lucky as you?"
Yan Luan snorted coldly. She hadn't forgotten the lewd scenes that Jiang Shasha had imagined for her during history class. She was a big fan of the sibling trope.
"Alright, don't rush. We all know history, and that's your biggest trump card. Just minimize your contact with Yan Jing, and once you come of age, quickly find a handsome man to marry. Yan Jing will only be able to sigh in vain."
Indeed, she shared the same thoughts as Yan Luan, and this was currently the only way out.
"That's all we can do. By the way, are you doing well at the Jiang family's?" Yan Luan raised an eyebrow at Jiang Fuyuan, who was leaning against the back of the cool couch with her head resting on it and had her legs crossed. She realized that she might have asked a bit too much.
"It couldn't be better. Your parents are loving, your siblings are harmonious, and no one would disagree. I think you're not bad either. I heard that Princess Yongkang dotes on her youngest daughter the most. When are you going to sweet-talk her and ask her to let you go to the mountain villa so we can have some fun?"
When Princess Yongkang got married, Emperor Ming wrote a decree in vermilion ink, giving her most of the imperial estates in the suburbs of Beijing as part of her dowry. Each one was a royal garden, so it's no wonder Jiang Shasha was envious.
Yan Luan thought for a moment, turned to look at the person beside her, and said, "Let's go after Yan Jing returns in three days, after the state banquet. That way we can avoid him."
"good!"
...
Unfortunately, Jiang Fuyuan had come with Madam Jiang and did not stay long before returning home. Yan Luan reluctantly saw her off at the gate of the mansion and did not return to Fanghua Pavilion for quite some time.
Unfortunately, on the way, they ran into Yan Tao, who had just returned from the training ground. In the sweltering heat, he was carrying a long sword in one hand and a brocade robe in the other, wearing only a thin brown undergarment. The half-tied belt was loose, revealing a large area of his muscular chest. Sweat on his forehead dampened his hanging black hair, which then dripped down his imposing and cold face onto his undergarment.
Yan Luan instinctively covered her nose. This kind of muscular man used to be her favorite!
A gentle breeze stirred the thin undergarment, the fabric clinging tightly to the strong waist and abdomen, vaguely revealing the six-pack abs that would make any woman scream.
"Second, second brother." For some reason, Yan Luan's speech became somewhat incoherent, her soft voice tinged with a slight panting.
Yan Tao raised an eyebrow, looking at Yan Luan's fair face flushed with a hint of pink, somewhat puzzled. He glanced down at his exposed chest muscles and instantly understood. He took a few large steps and walked up to Yan Luan, casually adjusting his sweat-dampened shirt.
As expected, Yan Luan was stunned again by his alluring movements, her beautiful eyes lost in the chest muscles that trembled slightly with her heartbeat.
A smile appeared on Yan Tao's usually cold lips. The girl's porcelain-white skin was flawless, but now it was as beautiful and charming as peach blossoms in March, and the alluring blush had even spread to her ears.
"What's wrong with Ah Luan?"
The man's deep voice exploded in Yan Luan's ears, like a thunderclap, pulling the lost girl back to reality. After regaining her senses, she looked away somewhat helplessly.
"Second brother, I have to go!"
Watching the girl's slender figure flee in panic, Yan Tao's eyes instantly turned sinister. Fortunately, Yan Luan ran fast. As soon as he took off the brocade robe he was holding, his erect penis, visible through the thin underpants, had already grown to a frightening degree, bulging high above his crotch.
Yan Luan, who had run back to Fanghua Pavilion, was already devastated and rolled around on the cool couch, covering her face.
"Ah!" This is terrifying! She almost got a nosebleed from looking at her own brother's pectoral muscles!

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