What am I thinking when I'm cheating on the male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

When Han Jiao turned around and saw the big boss walking towards him, it felt like his body was gradually being filled with joy and steadfastness.

He hadn't met with Xie Duo in private for two days. At some point, the time apart from Xie Duo became boring and difficult. Han Jiao gradually enjoyed Xie Duo's attention anytime, anywhere from being nervous before.

But Xie Duo no longer paid attention to him like he did when he just finished the war.

Xie Duo now often shows indifference to the people and things around him, and always lowers his eyes expressionlessly, as if he is thinking about something very important.

Did becoming a prince force him to grow up?

Han Jiao regretted his evasion in the past. If Xie Duo still approached him because of his eyes, Han Jiao would try to respond, at least not to avoid him anymore.

At this moment, Xie Duo just greeted him, and then started to talk with his two elder brothers about the Second Prince.

The third prince was very excited about Xie Duo's perfect "surprise battle". He didn't want to resume his superficial brotherhood with the second prince after tearing his face apart, because the second prince often played tricks on him and King Yan in the past. As soon as my brother made a shot, he completely defeated the bastard.

He has been praising the ability of the ninth younger brother, boasting that he inherited this talent from his father.

Xie Duo snorted, but Han Jiao found that he licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue. Xie Duo only made such a small gesture when he felt dissatisfied. Maybe he didn't want to be an emperor like his father.

"He is our second brother after all." King Yan leaned close to Xie Duo's ear and reminded him: "This is enough, treat him with respect on weekdays, and don't let outsiders see the jokes of the royal family."

Xie Duo didn't look at him, but lowered his eyes and replied, "Okay."

Han Jiao frowned.

Xie Duo's reaction was a bit strange, he was not a person who would compromise and show weakness at will, and King Yan told him so, logically speaking, Xie Duo should say a few words of prestige first.Will be impatient to agree.

Han Jiao also wanted to add to the topic and ask Xie Duo what he thought, but Xie Jing and Xie An who had just arrived had been chatting with him all the time, so it was very satisfying for him to be able to devote his attention to eavesdropping on the conversation between King Yan and Xie Duo. easy.

Everyone sat down separately, unlike the eldest prince's birthday banquet, Han Jiao was the guest of King Yan, and sat in the same seat with all the princes to listen to the music and enjoy the opera.

Han Jiao was arranged to sit next to King Yan, while Xie Duo sat on the other side of King Yan.

This reminded Han Jiao of the first time he attended such an outdoor gathering, Xie Duo wanted to sit with him, and even put the two short tables together with his own hands, but ended up sitting with King Yan.

"What are you laughing at, sir?" King Yan noticed that Han Jiao was smiling happily with his head down.

Han Jiao raised his head and lied: "I remembered what His Royal Highness Prince Duan said just now, it's very cute."

King Yan also smiled: "My seventh brother can't understand jokes, so don't play tricks on him in the future."

Han Jiao nodded with a smile.

Not long after the banquet began, Han Jiao saw a "huge dish" served by his servants, which was roasted whole lamb. This was not new to him, but the trouble was that diners had to pick up a machete and choose the dish by themselves. pieces of meat.

Probably because the servant could not touch the knife in front of the prince, the servant would just grab the stick that went through the roasted whole lamb and stand it up so that the prince could slice the meat himself.

Because Xie Duo is the crown prince, the roasted whole lamb started from his table, passed it on to King Yan, and soon came to Han Jiao's side.

Following their example, Han Jiao picked up the machete, gouged out a small piece of mutton clumsily, and then put down the knife.

The third prince on the other side smiled and said, "Why did you dig out a piece of meat skin? The leg meat is more fragrant."

Han Jiao shook his head and said it was enough, but the third prince insisted on letting him taste a piece of leg meat.

Worried that the roasted lamb would be cold after a long delay, Han Jiao hurriedly picked up the machete and cut the leg of the lamb, but the force was too strong, and the knife got stuck on the leg bone.

The way Han Jiao shook the handle of the knife with both hands and pulled it out, made the third prince laugh. Although it was not a malicious ridicule, it still made Han Jiao a little embarrassed.

"I'll do it." Xie Duo's voice suddenly came to my ears, and the slender hand stretched out from Han Jiao's side, covering Han Jiao's hand on the handle of the knife.

Han Jiao shivered slightly, and immediately let go of the handle of the knife.

Xie Duo just knelt behind him on one knee and sliced ​​off a few pieces of lamb leg with one hand. The servant picked it up on a plate and handed it to Han Jiao.

Such a distance will definitely trigger Han Jiao's two signal lights disguised as ears to attack, but Han Jiao didn't flinch, and waited patiently for Xie Duo to finish the piece of meat, then turned his head, almost the distance where the tip of his nose touched, and whispered softly at Xie Duo Said: "Thank you."

Han Jiao seemed a little disappointed, which caught Xie Duo's attention.

"Bring me my cushion." Xie Duo ordered the attendant, and then sat down directly beside Han Jiao, and ate at the same table with him.

"The Guozijian has newly established several academic schools, have you heard about them?" Xie Duo stared at him with a probing look, as if trying to figure out why Han Jiao was unhappy.

"I know." Han Jiao was even more disappointed. He didn't care about this. He hoped that Xie Duo would be like before, making fun of his mutton movements, instead of always talking about government affairs like this.

He felt that he was really a difficult servant. When the big boss was still a salted fish, he was looking forward to Xie Duo's political and military talents all day long. Now Xie Duo is much more mature than before, but it makes Han Jiao feel painful.

Yes, pain, he felt that something was wrong, as if some kind of huge and terrible pressure suddenly pressed the big boss into what it is now, and the aftermath of that huge force made Han Jiao feel transparent. Not angry.

Even he felt inexplicable pain, would Xie Duo feel pain?

Han Jiao looked up at Xie Duo in disappointment.

"Academics such as arithmetic and astronomy have to be done slowly." Xie Duo misunderstood the reason for Han Jiao's unhappiness.

"Yes, you have to take your time." Han Jiao stared at Xie Duo: "Your Highness, what have you been worrying about lately? Why is your face so pale?"

Xie Duo was taken aback, and said casually, "Government affairs are complicated."

"Political affairs can't trouble you." Han Jiao stared at the big boss: "You haven't been to the Cuju field for a long time."

"Well, after this busy period is over, I have to relax." Xie Duo picked up the untouched jug on Han Jiao's desk, poured himself a glass, and downed it in one gulp.

Han Jiao said earnestly: "Your Highness, if there are too many notes, you can ask the minister to share your worries."

Xie Duo lowered his head, smiled with sharp teeth, and said in a low voice, "It's the first time I've seen such an upright courtier like you, can you wait for me to raise this request?"

In front of him, it is always easy to lose sense of proportion when speaking, Han Jiao blushed, bowed his head and stopped talking.

"I understand what you mean." Xie Duo realized that the little prodigy became more and more moody after not seeing him for two days, so he could only express his attitude: "If I am too busy, I will ask you to help me."

Only then did Han Jiao look up at him: "I can do anything for Your Highness."

Xie Duo was taken aback, raised his hand to touch his cheek, and asked doubtfully, "My face is pale? Do I look pitiful?"

"How can you look pitiful!" Han Jiao disagreed very much. He is an omnipotent boss, and he will never have a pitiful day.

"Then why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

"Suddenly?" Han Jiao stared and said, "When will I have a bad time with you?"

Xie Duo complained earnestly: "You always want to avoid me, but you take the initiative to teach Seventh Brother to dance, and Seventh Brother will take your clothes off, and you will never refuse."

Han Jiao patiently explained to the vengeful big boss countless times: "His Royal Highness Duan was still ill at that time, if I resist, it will hurt him."

Xie Duo's eyes suddenly became blank, he paused, and said softly: "Han Xiaobai, I seem to be sick too, you can't resist me in the future."

Han Jiao looked up and down the big boss nervously: "Where is your Highness sick?"

"I can't seem to feel my heartbeat anymore." Xie Duo looked at Han Jiao blankly, "Am I still alive?"

Han Jiao suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Xie Duo's face: "What are you talking about? Are you uncomfortable?"

Xie Duo suddenly laughed, as if it was just a joke, he lowered his head and picked up the jug, poured another glass of wine, and was about to take a gulp, but Han Jiao held down his wrist.

"Your Highness, when did you learn to drink?" Han Jiao's panic magnified infinitely. Although it seemed to be just a joke, Xie Duo's words just now inexplicably made him unable to restrain his fear.

"Is there still a need to learn how to drink?" Xie Duo looked sideways at him.

"Drinking can hurt your health, you'd better not learn."

Xie Duo snorted and still raised his hand to drink.

Han Jiao panicked so much that he desperately suppressed his hand, as if the wine glass contained poison instead of wine.

He inexplicably wanted to prevent anything from happening, to prevent anything that might hurt Xie Duo from happening: "Don't drink!"

Xie Duo looked at him sideways: "Why?"

Han Jiao was speechless: "This is my minister's wine!"

Xie Duo retorted: "You don't drink."

"Who said the minister stopped drinking?" Han Jiao snatched the wine glass from Xie Duo's hand, raised his head and gulped down!

Xie Duo was stunned.

The little child prodigy never drank alcohol before, and the sixth brother also said that he didn't drink at all, and no matter how much he tried to persuade him, he would not give face, but now he took the initiative to drink a glass of wine.

Han Jiao looked down at the empty wine glass, and then remembered his humble drinking capacity, and looked nervously at Xie Duo: "Your Highness, is this wine easy to get drunk?"

It's been a long time since Xie Duo laughed so unscrupulously, and the little prodigy's silly and tense appearance made him breathless with laughter.

"Stop laughing." Han Jiao was almost dying of anxiety, and muttered softly, "I might cry...I have to go..."

"What did you say?" Xie Duo didn't hear clearly.

Han Jiao asked nervously, "Can I resign early?"

Xie Duo suppressed a smile: "Is there something urgent?"

"I'm overwhelmed with alcohol." Han Jiao said eagerly, "I'm a little sleepy."

Xie Duo smiled and said, "You only drank a small cup."

Han Jiao looked up at him nervously, and suddenly fell into his arms with a "plop"...

Fell asleep!

"..." Xie Duo looked down at the unconscious little prodigy in his arms, raised his hand and poked his face lightly, but there was no response.

Anyone else would think that Han Jiao was joking, but Xie Duo didn't think so.

Judging from his experience, if Han Jiao made such a joke, with so many people present, Han Jiao would never choose to fall into his arms anyway.

The banquet was suspended under such inexplicable circumstances.

Xie Duo planned to personally send the unconscious Mr. Xiaobai home, so the brothers could only say goodbye to him in advance.

Han Jiao was carried into the carriage by Xie Duo, and fell asleep in Xie Duo's arms all the way.

On the way, the wheel tripped over something, and the carriage bounced violently.

Xie Duo raised one long leg and stepped on the opposite seat, trying to make the person in his arms sleep more securely.

Han Jiao has already been jolted awake.

But he didn't look up.

Xie Duo first heard the suppressed sobs in his arms, and lowered his head, only to find that the little prodigy in his arms was grabbing his front, making low sobs.

"What's wrong? Are you awake?" Xie Duo raised his hand to hold Han Jiao's face: "Why are you crying?"

The goal was the pair of peach blossom eyes glistening with tears, looking at him so hopelessly and helplessly, murmuring with sobs: "Your Highness, don't go...don't leave me..."