It says that opening a harem is prohibited [Quick Transmigration]

Three years later

The night outside the window was dark, and the candle shadows flickered in the window. Luo Ying was dressed in black, with a silver mask on his face, and sat sideways on a chair with his head propped on his hands, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

On the other side of the room, Chu Jinduan was sitting behind the desk, under the candlelight, revealing half of his resolute face.A piece of letter paper was spread out in front of Chu Jin. At this time, the pen in his hand was moving quickly on the letter paper, leaving lines of vigorous text. If you look carefully at the content, you will find that it is all opinions related to political affairs.

For the past three years, Luo Ying would come to Lenggong to teach Chu Jin every night, teaching him how to govern the country. In order to make Chu Jin have the power to protect himself, he even sent someone to teach him martial arts.

Under Luo Ying's painstaking training, Chu Jin not only grew taller rapidly, but grew from a shriveled bean sprout to a seven-foot man. He also made great progress in literary and military skills, and he already had the bearing of a superior. You can soar into the sky.

……

After writing for a while, Chu Jin found that Luo Ying hadn't moved, so he put down his pen and stood up and walked to Luo Ying's side.Luo Ying still maintained the posture of supporting his head, and he could hear his even breathing when he bent down.

"film?"

Chu Jin called softly, but Luo Ying didn't respond, did he really fall asleep?

In Chu Jin's memory, most of the time, Ying was indifferent and repelling others thousands of miles away. His silver mask cut off all his emotions, and even his voice was devoid of emotion.Only when he fell asleep, the air conditioner around him would be put away, and only then would Chu Jin have a chance to take a good look at him.

Chu Jin slowly squatted down, his eyes fell on the mask on Luo Ying's face, his eyes were full of complex and deep emotions, and there was still a trace of...hesitation.

Over the years, whenever he stared at Ying like this, the curiosity in his heart began to torment him time and time again. He really wanted to see Ying's appearance too much. When he really didn't want to miss Ying, he always remembered A cold mask.

Maybe... today is an opportunity?

Chu Jin's Adam's apple rolled, and finally followed his heart, held his breath, and slowly stretched out his hand...

As he got closer to Luo Ying's cheek, Chu Jin's heart beat faster and faster. Just when he was about to touch the mask, someone grabbed his wrist, and Chu Jin suddenly raised his head, just facing Luo Ying. Should be indifferent eyes.

"What do you want to do?"

The stern voice came from Luo Ying's mouth, which made Chu Jin's heart skip a beat, and his palms were suddenly soaked in sweat.

"I... sorry... I just..."

Knowing that Luo Ying was angry, Chu Jin lowered his head and did not dare to look Luo Ying in the eye.

Luo Ying looked at him for a moment, then let go of Chu Jin's hand.

"It's not an example."

"Yes……"

Chu Jin agreed in frustration, and then raised his head again.

"Is Shadow not feeling well?"

Even if Chu Jin didn't ask, Luo Ying knew that his body was getting tired more and more easily, even when he was teaching Chu Jin, he was a little powerless, but fortunately, he was almost at the end of his life.

"It's okay, just a little tired."

Luo Ying stood up and walked towards the desk, picked up the paper that Chu Jin had written, and looked at it. It was the result of him selecting one of yesterday's memorials and handing it to Chu Jin for processing.It has to be said that although Chu Jin was not well-behaved in front of him, he dealt with political affairs vigorously and resolutely, even a little too ruthlessly, but just a little disturbance made him kill them all.

Simple, brutal, and hit the nail on the head.

This character is related to Chu Jin's childhood experience. Luo Ying knew that Chu Jin was probably not a benevolent monarch, but now that Lin Kingdom is in such a state of turmoil, he is the best reformer, so he has no intention of changing Chu Jin.

"very good."

Luo Ying put down the letter paper, put her hands behind her back and walked to the window.

"I've finished teaching you what I should teach you, and it's your turn to do it next."

"Yes"

"The day after tomorrow will be the autumn hunt every four years. Chu Yi will go to Fushan Mountain to shoot and hunt. All the officials and the prince will accompany him. I will arrange an accident at that time. You know what to do."

"Yes"

"This is a good opportunity for you to leave the cold palace and enter the court. You must not miss it."

"I see."

"Well, I'll wait for your good news."

Luo Ying turned around and wanted to get his cloak, but found that Chu Jin was already waiting for him with the cloak in his arms.

"Let me do it……"

Chu Jin put the cloak on Luo Ying's shoulders, and then went around to the front to tie Luo Ying's belt. When he lowered his head, the shadow formed by his body hit Luo Ying's face. Only then did Luo Ying realize that, unconsciously Chu Jin has grown to be as tall as him, and even stronger than him because of his martial arts practice.

A 15-year-old boy already has the ability to stand alone, Luo Ying suddenly felt a little emotional.

"Ying, when I sit in that seat, can you promise me a request?"

Chu Jin put his palm on Luo Ying's shoulder, and looked at Luo Ying expectantly with his eyes.

Seeing this, Luo Ying put away his thoughts, coldly removed Chu Jin's palm, and walked towards the door, his voice came from afar.

"I will consider."

Chu Jin watched Luo Ying's back being engulfed by the night, and rubbed his fingertips over his palm, where Luo Ying's body temperature seemed to remain...

……

September [-]th is the traditional autumn hunting day of the royal family of Lin Kingdom. The purpose is to cultivate the riding and shooting skills and competitive spirit of future generations.

Although Chu Yi is a bit absurd, the rules set by the ancestors did not dare to abolish. He asked Luo Ying to prepare documents early on, requiring all officials, princes and princesses to accompany them. Fushan advances.

Chu Yi walked in the center of the team on horseback. Chu Yi's riding skills were excellent when he was young. Even though it has been abandoned for so many years, there is still a foundation there. The crown prince and other princes followed behind on horseback. Most officials also went into battle lightly. All of them look like they can't wait to show their talents immediately.

Luo Ying was not in good health, so of course he wouldn't argue with them, he leaned sleepily in the carriage, and fell at the back of the line together with the carriage of the queen princess and a group of officials' wives.

Just when he was about to throw up from the bumps of the carriage, the carriage finally stopped.

"Reached?"

Xiaojun walked to the side of the car and lifted the curtain.

"My lord, the emperor wants to see you."

"I see."

Luo Ying rubbed the center of her brows, got out of the car with Xiao Jun's support, and walked towards the center of the convoy.

The palace servant who came to deliver the message saw Luo Ying's leisurely look, and felt anxious for something.

"My lord, hurry up, the emperor is still waiting."

Before Luo Ying could speak, Xiaojun became angry.

"Didn't you see that my lord is unwell? Why hurry up? You should go back and do business by yourself."

After being reprimanded by Xiao Jun, the palace servants didn't dare to speak anymore, so they had to follow Luo Ying anxiously.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Luo Ying finally walked in front of Chu Yi, and Chu Yi was getting impatient with the wait.

"Aiqing, what are you doing? Is it so difficult for me to see you?"

As soon as Chu Yi's words came out, many people showed gloating expressions. Luo Yingquan was in power, and he didn't stand on any side. He made too many enemies.

Luo Ying didn't seem to hear Chu Yi's dissatisfaction, and saluted without haste.

"Back to the emperor, I never dare to neglect the emperor. It's just that I'm not feeling well, so I came late. Please don't blame the emperor."

After speaking, Luo Ying coughed, Chu Yi saw that the handkerchief he was holding was stained with blood, and quickly jumped off the horse to help Luo Ying get up.

"Didn't I send the imperial doctor to see you? Why is it getting worse?"

"Your Majesty, this subject is congenitally deficient and cannot be cured."

"Then there is nothing that can't be cured. After returning to the palace, I will ask the immortal master to show you."

"..."

Luo Ying is expressionless·jpg.

"I'm fine, please trouble the emperor to worry about it. I don't know why the emperor asked me to come here?"

"Forget it, I'll let Zhou Chong do it, you can take a rest if you look like this, go, sit on my emperor's chariot."

With a wave of Chu Yi's hand, some palace servants drove over in a six-horse chariot.

"It's unreasonable, Your Majesty—"

"So much nonsense, go quickly."

"...thank you Lord Ron"

Luo Ying stood up and walked towards the chariot. When he was about to get in the car, he looked back and saw the expressions of many people as if they had eaten flies, so he smiled slowly, showing the elegance of a celebrity.

These people never knew what Chu Yi was thinking, and how could they be favored.

Among the crowd, there was one person who attracted special attention, because he was the only one who remained expressionless from beginning to end. Luo Ying's eyes paused on him, and he got into the carriage with satisfaction.

After the farce, the guard of honor began to move again. The emperor's chariot was indeed much more comfortable than his own carriage. Luo Ying could barely feel the jolt, and was still in the mood to make tea.

Xiaojun rode to Luo Ying's car and talked to Luo Ying in a low voice.

"My lord, from my subordinates' point of view, the current emperor is very fond of your lord, why should your lord..." The little gentleman knows very well what Luo Ying has done these years, and it is not what a well-loved courtier should do.

"Faith? He just knows that my time is numbered, so he is more assured of me."

Suspiciousness is a common problem of emperors. Chu Yi himself is usurping the throne and seizing power, especially in this respect. Those courtiers are eager to sharpen their heads and climb up. They don't know that what Chu Yi fears most is their ambition, how dare they use them?

On the other hand, he only got Chu Yi's pity with a blood-stained handkerchief.

No matter how much love is given to a dying courtier, he will not be able to threaten him, and I don't know whether Chu Yi is too smart or too stupid for thinking like this.

Luo Ying smiled, lifted the curtain of the car, and threw out the handkerchief in his hand.

……

Chu Jin was thinking about the meaning of Luo Ying's last look at him. When he looked up, he saw a white handkerchief flying out from the emperor's chariot. He reached out to catch the handkerchief and saw the blood on it. He thought it should be It was the one that Luo Ying was holding when he coughed just now.

It's just that the distribution of blood on the veil doesn't look like it was coughed up, but rather like someone spilled it in advance. Was Luo Ying just pretending?

Chu Jin squeezed the handkerchief, his eyes flickered with thought.