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

"Sixth Brother sent you here?" Xie Duo's expression changed, and he asked the hidden guard, "Does Han Jiao know?"

If Han Jiao knew about it, he would have discussed it with King Yan earlier, and parting ways was just a play.

But two days ago, Han Jiao told the Ninth Prince on the Cuju field that he was kicked out by King Yan.

He lied?Lied to Da Chu's number one Cuju master?

The dark guard knew that the Ninth Prince had a close relationship with the King of Yan, so he didn't know if it was necessary to conceal it.

Xie Duo narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice: "If Han Jiao doesn't know, no one here can prove your identity, so I will punish you on the spot. Do you have any objection?"

After speaking, he lifted the hilt of the sword.

The sound of the sword light and the sharp sound of the blade made the hidden guard hurriedly beg for mercy: "I know! Lord Han knows it all! Your Highness can wait for him to come back to testify for his subordinates!"

After revealing the truth, the chill in Ninth Prince's eyes became even worse.

Thinking that the Ninth Prince was suspicious, the secret guard hurriedly assured him: "This subordinate is telling the truth! Your Highness is a clear lesson!"

Xie Duo was even angrier.

In order to fight the injustice for the little prodigy, he got involved in the party struggle for the first time, and faced those dirty activities that couldn't be put on the stage for the first time.

Unexpectedly, all of this is a lie that the sixth brother and the little prodigy know well.

There was still evidence proving the innocence of the little prodigy in his arms, and it seemed to have turned into a certificate of Xie Duo's stupidity at this moment.

"You...you are the prince?" Mrs. Han finally understood part of it. This young man in blue is actually Da Chu's prince!

Mrs. Han didn't dare to ask him to repeat it ten times. She respectfully carried the child and walked forward to salute: "My wife sees Your Highness."

Xie Duo put the sword back into its sheath expressionlessly, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Excuse me."

Ah Mo, who was still choking up, heard this word, and suddenly triggered the conditioned reflex of playing the game of "Worshiping the Son of Heaven" with his friends on weekdays. Ah Mo opened his mouth and replied: "Thank you, Your Majesty Long En... oh!"

Mrs. Han tightly covered her younger son's mouth, and reminded her in a low voice, "This is His Royal Highness!"

Xie Duo ignored the boy's slip of the tongue, pointed to the big hole on the roof that he had smashed, and ordered the hidden guard: "Repair it as soon as possible."

The dark guard nodded and accepted the order.

Mrs. Han was nervously thinking about how to entertain the royal family, but saw that the prince had already turned around and walked out of the main courtyard silently.

Is this going?

Thinking of her offensive attitude just now, Mrs. Han was afraid for a while, worried that the little prince would ask questions after returning, so she hurriedly stepped forward to persuade her to stay: "Since your highness is here, please come in and rest your feet!"

The deceived Ninth Prince turned around lazily.

Before he could politely refuse, Ah Mo timidly asked: "Are you His Royal Highness a thousand years old? Can you really live a thousand years old?"

Mrs. Han hurriedly covered her youngest son's mouth!

Xie Duo's eyes slowly turned to the child's face, and he replied coldly, "Originally, it's possible, but it's a pity that you lost nine hundred years of age due to your brother's anger."

"Really!" Han Mo excitedly grabbed the chubby hand, calculated carefully, after a while, raised the chubby face and said in surprise, "Then you can only live to be [-] years old!"

Xie Duo nodded with emotion: "As expected of Han Jiao's younger brother."

"Pfft..." Mrs. Han didn't know why she couldn't help laughing out loud.

The prince was obviously not in a good mood. She definitely didn't want to liven up the atmosphere by saying such words. She hurriedly suppressed her smile and begged: "Since your highness has something important to say, please come in and have a sip of tea. Ajiao will soon It's time to come back."

There must be a reason for this trip, Xie Duo slightly hesitated, and followed Mrs. Han into the hall.

Fortunately, a while ago, Han Jiao received a large amount of reward money. Although she told her not to reveal the money for the time being, Mrs. Han still bought a lot of expensive pastries in private, hoping to give her husband and son a taste of them.

Now that the prince is here, it happens to be needed, Mrs. Han put the tea and desserts on the table, asking the prince to use it slowly, the appearance is pretty good.

However, Mrs. Han watched from the sidelines for a long time, and His Royal Highness didn't eat a bite, and he was not very happy all the time.

Mrs. Han was so anxious that she went into the inner hall again and searched for things that could make the little prince happy.

After a moment.

From the corner of his eyes, Xie Duo saw Mrs. Han approaching on tiptoe, reaching out and gently placing an object on the coffee table beside him, placing it with the dessert.

Looking down, it was a little tiger puppet.

Your Highness looks like he is old enough to play with puppets?

Xie Duo rolled his eyes in displeasure, and saw Mrs. Han lowering her head at a loss.

"..." In order to prevent Mrs. Han from being scared, Xie Duo bit the bullet, picked up the little puppet, and played with it indifferently.

Han Jiao just came back at this time.

The bricks and tiles in the courtyard had been cleaned up by the dark guards, so Han Jiao didn't notice anything unusual, and before entering the door, he shouted loudly, "Ah Mo, there is a temple fair on Changning Street, brother will take you there..."

The moment Han Jiao stepped into the threshold and saw the people sitting in the main hall, Han Jiao almost bit his own tongue.

Why did the big boss appear in his house!

Why does the big boss look murderous!

Why is the big boss pinching the neck of the little tiger puppet!

Is this some kind of threat hint!

"See His Royal Highness King Ling!" Han Jiao quickly stepped forward to salute, bewilderedly pleading guilty: "My humble servant is far away!"

Xie Duo stood up and said the reason for the visit that he had just thought of: "I can already control the new ball, and it's not a problem to kick into the romantic eye."

After finishing speaking, there was no text for a long time.

Han Jiao looked astonished: "... His Highness came to the humble house just to tell this... this great news?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, Mr. Han doesn't care about this crap about me." Xie Duo said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for bothering you", then bypassed Han Jiao, and walked out the door.

Mrs. Han hurried forward to ask to stay: "Your Highness, sit down for a while!"

Xie Duo paused, and was about to turn around to say goodbye formally, when someone grabbed his right index finger.

Looking down - Han Jiao's younger brother was looking at him with his fat head up.

"Your Highness, have you seen the temple fair?" Ah Mo firmly grasped His Highness's finger.

Xie Duo shook his hands twice, but he couldn't shake off the chubby hand holding his index finger, so he could only reply lightly: "I haven't seen it."

Ah Mo's eyes lit up: "Then the concubine should take His Highness to see it?"

Han Jiao picked up the stupid younger brother who suddenly became the wife of the big boss, hugged him into his arms, and said with a smile: "Since it is difficult for your highness to leave the palace, why not go to the temple fair to see the excitement! I will guide you."

I always feel that the big boss's mood is not normal, how could he come to his house to talk about Cuju?Han Jiao didn't dare to be negligent, and wanted to find an opportunity to say something more.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" Ah Mo, whose mouth was covered, also extended a warm invitation to His Royal Highness with his eyes.

Mrs. Han saw that the little prince came to the door specially to talk about Cuju with her son. She thought that he was not very different from ordinary children, so she also stepped forward to say hello: "Yes, Your Highness, the temple fair in the capital But it's lively, since we happened to catch up, let's go to see the excitement, our whole family will go and escort you."

"Come on, come on!" Ah Mo excitedly broke free from his brother's hand and issued an invitation.

Through the unremitting efforts of the whole family, the Ninth Prince was finally brought to the market to visit the temple fair.

Mrs. Han carried Ah Mo and walked ahead to watch the lion dance.

As a tour guide, Han Jiao dutifully introduced the surrounding stalls to His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince.

"Why are all the girls lining up at that booth?" Xie Duo was infected by the hilarious atmosphere and began to become interested in the surroundings.

"That's the booth for marriage lottery." Mr. Han, the tour guide, finally waited for the big boss's inquiry, and immediately explained enthusiastically: "They have to go to the fortune teller to get the marriage lottery first. If they are signed, then..."

Han Jiao turned around and raised his hand, pointing to the towering tree in the temple in the distance. He was about to continue explaining, but was bumped by a passerby.

Fortunately, he stabilized his feet, and he didn't care. He continued to point to the big tree in the distance and said, "Did Your Highness see that big tree? They will go to the temple and hang the lottery on the marriage tree." , I heard that it will be within three months..."

At the same time, behind Han Jiao, Xie Duo grabbed the short man who had just bumped into Han Jiao and now bumped into himself.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The man lowered his head and apologized softly to Xie Duo, trying to break free from the restraints, but he didn't expect that the hand that was pinching his arm was even harder, and the bones were crackling!

"Ah! You..." The man looked up at the young man in horror, and was about to reprimand him, but was shocked by the young man's cold eyes.

"Take it out." Xie Duo ordered in a low voice.

"What are you taking... Ah!" The man couldn't stand the sudden increase in strength, and hurriedly handed over the beige purse he had just stolen from Han Jiao to Xie Duo obediently.

Xie Duo took the purse and let go, the thief jumped into the passing crowd in an instant and disappeared.

Xie Duo raised his eyes and looked up - Han Jiao was still looking at the big tree in the distance, telling a sad and beautiful myth of marriage.

Xie Duo didn't want Han Jiao to know that he got his wallet back for him.

He had made up his mind secretly that he would never care about Han Jiao's business again.

So, Xie Duo waved his hand and smashed the purse on the little prodigy's toes, pretending that it fell from him.

Han Jiaozheng was very active in telling the story, as if his toe was stepped on by someone, it hurt a little, so he raised his foot and rubbed it against his hind leg, and continued to tell the fairy tale.

Xie Duo: "..."

Finally finished telling a poignant fairy tale, Han Jiao had a learned and confident smile on his face, completely oblivious to the lonely beige purse at his feet.

"Fortunately, the ending was happy." Han Jiao turned around and asked the big boss, "What do you think, Your Highness?"

Xie Duo was expressionless: "I think it's better for Mr. to stop visiting temple fairs, the salary of the Imperial Academy can't bear such a toss."

Han Jiao retorted: "No, things in the market are very cheap. On weekdays, I only buy two candied haws for my brother, which is only a few pennies, which is still affordable."

Xie Duo's eyes were hopeless, he was silent for a while, and finally admitted his failure, lowered his head, bent down and picked up the purse at the little prodigy's feet himself.

"Eh? Isn't this..." Han Jiao touched his sleeve pocket, only to realize that the purse was gone, and hurriedly reached out to pick it up: "Why doesn't Your Highness let the minister pick it up by himself?"

Xie Duo stopped, not letting Han Jiao take back his wallet.

His Royal Highness will never want to occupy this small package of copper coins.

Han Jiao saw that Xie Duo was looking down at the purse in his hand intently, so he looked down too, and saw Xie Duo unplugging a few loops of tether from his purse with his bare hands, then lifted the purse, and handed it to him.

Han Jiao reached out to pick it up, and then heard Xie Duo whisper, "Don't move."

Han Jiao withdrew his hand in a daze, Xie Duo suddenly took a step closer and raised his arms around his head.

In an instant, Han Jiao was wrapped in the cold breath in Xie Duo's arms...

What... what's going on?

What does this hug mean?It didn't look like a hug, because the big boss's arms were hanging and didn't touch Han Jiao's body.

What kind of youthful and shy first hug gesture is this? !

The original is obviously not this style!

What happened ah ah ah ah ah!

The blush spread from the cheeks to the ears, Han Jiao was light-headed and dizzy, and said falteringly: "Your Highness...Your Highness, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Duo suddenly let go of his hand, straightened up, restored the "safe distance", and looked down at the masterpiece he had fastened.

Han Jiao, whose face was flushed and heart beating like thunder, felt his neck was a little heavy. He looked down and found that the white purse was hanging around his neck!

Xie Duo raised his eyes, looked at the blushing little child prodigy, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with your face?"

The author has something to say: the boss needs to hurry up and ask for a marriage lottery to hang on the tree, otherwise the wife will be gone.