I stabbed the villain [Quick Transmigration]

Jing Cun looked at the closed door in front of him, feeling quite helpless.

He gave the snack to Yun Yan who was guarding outside the hall, "Yun Yan, I'm sorry to trouble you, bring it to His Highness for me later."

He ran to the Jade Hairpin Hall all day long, bringing Yun Yan some novelties outside the palace from time to time, and Yun Yan's heart had long been on his side.

Yun Yan took the sandalwood box, "I'll try my best... His Highness is in a bad mood recently, so he may not want your things."

Jing Cun whispered, "Why?"

"I don't know either." Yun Yan shook his head, "It looks like he's angry, but he doesn't know why."

He guessed that it might have something to do with Mr. Jing, the last time Mr. Jing didn't come to deliver the snacks, His Highness kept looking outside the hall.It was sunset and still hadn't seen Mr. Jing come over, His Highness's usually indifferent face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and the black eyeballs were cold.

Mr. Jing had something to do that day, and came back the next day. His Highness returned to his previous appearance, but his expression faded a lot, as if he had figured out something.

But these words, he naturally will not say to Jing Cun.

He won't participate in His Highness's emotional matters, he has to wait for His Highness to figure it out.

In his opinion, His Highness was pushing Young Master Jing away on the surface, but he was actually afraid.His Highness is afraid that he will get used to having people around him... In case Mr. Jing just leaves His Highness after being bored on a whim... His Highness will definitely find it difficult to let go, not only will he be very sad... he may even do something to hurt Mr. Jing.

His master naturally understood more or less, he knew He Jinxian's temperament.

"If you want to know, Young Master, you should ask His Highness yourself."

Jing Cun thought that I wanted to ask, because your master didn't give me a chance.

He thanked Yun Yan, and wandered around the Jade Hairpin Hall for a while while thinking, thinking about how to make He Jinxian not avoid him.

There was a "ding" in my mind, and the mechanical sound of the system sounded, "Ding, it was detected that the life of the villain at the Spring Hunting Banquet is in danger, please pay attention to the host."

"If the villain dies, the world will be forced to restart this time."

Jing Cun didn't want to restart it again, he asked, "Can you remind me of the specific time and place?"

System 231, "Ding, the system is under maintenance."

"..." A system that doesn't work.

Jing Cun thought in his heart that he had been following He Jinxian at the spring hunting feast, and there shouldn't be any problems with him.

Unknowingly, he walked into the back garden of the palace.

The green branches and leaves set off the flourishing camellias and peonies, the danko-like petals are plated with crimson from the inside to the outside, and the pale yellow stamens in the buds are looming, exuding a fragrance in the bushes.

Jing Cun stopped in front of a remote pavilion.

The branches here are buried deep, close to the cold palace, the surrounding air is gloomy and oppressive, and few people move around at ordinary times.

His gaze fell on a dog corpse under a bush not far away.

The white puppy was lying in a pool of congealed blood, its eyes were turned out, its tongue was sticking out very long, and there was a deep bloody gash under its neck, which was stained red along its chest.

Next to it was a dagger with blood on it and a few white hairs on it.

This little dog... is the one that the temple used to smell the spring powder that day.

Jing Cun took a few steps forward, looking down at the puppy.

The ancient world was different from the real world where dogs were treated as pets. At this time, the status of dogs was much lower, and they could only be regarded as janitorial animals in the eyes of humans.

He squatted down, closed the dog's eyes, found a soft ground, and began to dig a hole with his hands.

He has lived in this world for more than 20 years, looking at animals, he only finds them cute and painful.Now that the dog was tortured and killed here, he couldn't leave the body alone, he couldn't bear it, and thought about helping it bury the body anyway.

Jing Cun took a handkerchief from his arms and covered the puppy's face, carried the puppy into the dug earth pit, and covered the soil next to it after putting it away.

The puppy's body was gradually buried, only a corner of the handkerchief was exposed.

After sprinkling the last handful of soil, Jing Cun stood up and clapped his hands. He caught a faint fragrance of cold plum in the air.

He frowned, and He Jinxian's face flashed in his mind.

By the time he smelled it again, the smell had dissipated.

……

The Tang family in the south of the city has released new dim sum products in the past few days, and they are still in the shape of cute animals.The yellow duckling is made of bananas mixed with sugar, with a layer of goat milk cake powder on the outside. The eyes are stuffed black dates, and the sweet and soft aroma can be smelled from a long distance.

Jing Cun poked the little yellow duck and went to Yuzan hall early in the morning. He gave the snacks to Yun Yan and waited outside the hall for He Jinxian to come out.

"Have you received the pastries from the past few days?"

Yun Yan shook his head, "Your Highness threw it away."

"..."

Jing Cun couldn't help saying in his heart that this little prodigal thing...was too wasteful...do you know how much money a box of dim sum would cost him! !

He secretly thought that when he conquered this black-hearted little thing, he must change all his bad habits.

The carved sandalwood door was pushed open from the inside with a "creak".He Jinxian came out of the hall, his eyes paused on Jing Cun and Yun Yan for a second, and he passed in front of them expressionlessly.

"Yun Yan."

Yun Yan handed the snack box to the little eunuch beside him, and quickly followed He Jinxian.

"Your Highness." Jing Cun also followed, and said in a gentle voice, "Why does Your Highness keep avoiding me recently?"

He Jinxian walked forward on his own, obviously unwilling to talk to him.

"What did I do wrong? Tell me, Your Highness, and I will definitely change it." Jing Cun followed suit.

"You belong to the third brother." He Jinxian glanced at him, "It's not appropriate to come to my palace every day."

"Then if I'm not a member of His Highness the Third Highness, His Highness won't hide from me anymore?"

"Meow--"

A black wild cat suddenly jumped out from the side, half a step away from Jing Cun and He Jinxian, He Jinxian stopped for a moment because of the movement, he didn't have time to stop, and ran into He Jinxian without checking.

He Jinxian's back was pressed against his chest, and he was shaken by such a bump. He quickly reached out and wrapped his arms around He Jinxian's waist, and pulled him into his arms.

The mellow cedar aroma rushed towards He Jinxian's body in all directions, and he felt his heart beat faster, and his breathing became chaotic for a moment.

Jing Cun was half a head taller than He Jinxian. At this time, his hands were on the waist of the man in his arms, and he was a little surprised that they were so soft.

The fragrance of cold plum came from the tip of his nose, and Jing Cun couldn't hold back a breath, feeling his heart boiling along his limbs.

His eyes fell on He Jinxian's neck. This man's hair is tied up today, and his exposed neck is white and slender, like a small piece of delicate white porcelain.The rich cold plum fragrance condensed on the nape of the neck, and the white skin on Lindi became more and more alluring, attracting him to bite on it.

He Jinxian felt his inexplicable heart beating faster and faster, and a sense of numbness spread from his tailbone. His ears turned red, but his eyes were fixed, and he stretched out his hand and pushed Jing Cun away.

Before Jing Cun could react, there was no one in his arms, and he felt a little pity in his heart. He watched He Jinxian leave quickly, and his back was a little flustered.

"It's so awkward." He sighed in his heart, just now he saw He Jinxian's ears turned red.

Ever since he discovered that He Jinxian would react when he was in close contact with He Jinxian, he began to tease He Jinxian from time to time.

He Jinxian tried his best to avoid him every day, but couldn't avoid him every time.This person is like a tail that grows behind him. He follows him wherever he goes, and he can't get rid of it even if he shakes it.

He still had a cold look on his face, and was very impatient with Jing Cun, but occasionally he would look back and catch Jing Cun's figure in the crowd.

Jing Cun didn't know these things, and he always believed that He Jinxian's attitude hadn't softened at all.

As usual, Jing Cun sent a box of snacks to Yuzan hall.Yun Yan went in with the sandalwood box, and explained to He Jinxian that he was going to take it down and throw it away as usual, but He Jinxian made a sound.

"Put things down, you go down."

A flash of surprise flashed in Yun Yan's eyes, he put the sandalwood box on the pear wood table, and his voice faded away.

The lacquered golden cover covered the dense aroma, and the smoke floated in mid-air, and soon dispersed.

A tangle flashed in He Jinxian's eyes, and he opened the sandalwood box.

There are a row of little tigers in the box. After peeling the orange petals, the flesh is mixed with the dough and kneaded into the shape of a little tiger. A layer of syrup is poured on it. The grape dough grows into strips to form patterns. The stomachs of the little tigers are filled with grape pulp, which smells sour. The sweet and sour taste appeals to the appetite.

He took out a little tiger and poked it in the palm of his hand. With a rather awkward expression on his cold face, he held the little tiger and bit off the whole head of the little tiger...

After Jing Cun returned to the mansion, he followed General Jing to the barracks.

He put on a black cloud-patterned light helmet, and his black hair was tied into a ponytail and hung behind him.His eyes are like stars, his face is bright and handsome, he holds a silver halberd in his hand, and the corners of his mouth are raised casually, quite like a young general.

"Meet the eldest son!"

A group of soldiers in the barracks bowed their hands to Jing Cun.

Jing Cun stretched out his hand to help the lieutenant in front of him, "You don't have to be polite."

He said to Vice General Chu, "I came to the army today to ask you for advice."

"The spring hunting feast will be in a few days. My archery skills are not good yet. I hope Vice General Chu can give me some pointers."

Vice General Chu said, "I only have a little bit of skill in archery in a humble job. I hope you don't dislike him later."

Jing Cun smiled slightly, "Vice General Chu is too modest."

There was a whistling wind on the campsite, and yellow sand was blowing head-on. Jing Cun squinted his eyes and followed Vice General Chu to the shooting range.

Deputy General Chu took a bow for Jing Cun. The silver-lacquered clouds were carved with eagles spreading their wings.

"The bow is one foot away, the arrow tail is two inches away from the left ear, draw the bowstring fully, and aim at a place one foot below the right of the bull's-eye."

Deputy General Chu will demonstrate to him next to him.This place was more than a hundred meters away from the target. After he finished speaking, he let go of the string in his hand, and the long arrow pierced through the air, drawing a silvery white light, and stably inserted into the bull's-eye a hundred meters away.

The arrow blade didn't miss a single bit, and hit the center of the bull's-eye.

"Good!!" Jing Cun couldn't help boasting, "The lieutenant is so accurate."

Deputy General Chu cupped his hands and said, "Young master is too famous."

Jing Cun said again, "You are too modest."

He imitated the posture the lieutenant general had just taught him, squinting at the target a hundred meters away, with the whistling wind in his ears, he moved the arrow blade, loosened his fingertips, and the long arrow flew out.

The tip of the silver blade gleamed slightly, and pierced the bull's-eye across the air.

A look of amazement flashed in Chu's eyes, "My lord...it's a pity not to enter the barracks."

Jing Cun caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eyes, he tilted his head to look at that person, bent his eyes, dropped his bow and walked towards him.

"His Royal Highness—"

The eyes are shining, like a little wolf dog waiting to be praised.