Heartthrob Substitute Counterattack Manual [Transmigration Book]

He Jinxi thought that Mo Tianran was jealous of him, and the joy in his heart rose uncontrollably along the corners of his mouth.

The Baxian King and Tiankui looked at each other, holding back their laughter, lest the Holy One think they were laughing at him and feel ashamed.

He Jinxi's slender eyelashes drooped low, and his eyes were long. After a while, he said, "Uncle Huang, can you do me a favor."

Upon hearing this, the Eighth Wise King hurriedly said respectfully, "Please tell me, my lord?"

He Jinxi beckoned to him, and the Eighth Wise King hurriedly lowered his head and leaned closer to listen to his orders.

Tiankui didn't dare to eavesdrop, stood aside respectfully, and peeked, only to see Shengzun whispered a few words, the Eight Wise King's face immediately changed, white and white for a while, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times , seemed to hear something that left him speechless and incomprehensible.

It was rare for He Jinxi to be in a good mood, the smile on his face remained undiminished, and his eyes were full of interest, "Uncle Huang, I will trouble you with this matter."

Eighth Wise King twitched his brows, his face contorted, "Okay...Okay, Holy One."

He Jinxi savored the joy in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, the guqin on the shelf flew to his hand. He stroked the guqin with his fingers, and raised his eyes slightly.

The Baxian King and Tiankui agreed, and immediately took their leave.

When there was no one in the room, He Jinxi laid the Guqin flat, plucked a tune with his fingers lightly, and the melodious sound was like a mountain spring in the empty valley, coming windingly, flowing slowly, with wonderful joy.

The four of the six divisions who were guarding in the dark were stunned in the wind.

Tianyue: "Master is actually playing the piano, am I hallucinating?"

Tiankui: "No, he is really playing the piano, and he is playing the most cherished Jiuxiao Fuxiqin. It seems that the master is not only in a good mood, but also in an unusually good mood."

Zuo Fu: "When was the last time master played this piano? It must have been ten years."

You Bi: "I remember correctly that I practiced the Nine Forms of Tianyu. When I was praised by the previous venerable, the master has not been so happy for a long time."

The four of them, together with Wenchang Wenqu, had been by He Jinxi's side since he was a child, how he came over these years, they knew clearly and empathized with him.

His extremely rare joy surprised them and made them very happy.

Tianyue: "I hope master will always be this happy."

Tiankui: "With Mr. Mu here, the master will."

Zuo Fu: "I bet 3000 taels, master can't help but get young master Mu to stay by his side after a month."

You Bi: "I think the master will have to play for a while, and besides, you bet with the master, is that right?"

Tiankui: "I'll bet for three months, 5000 taels."

Tianyue: "I'll bet for a year, 5000 taels with you."

You Bi: "..." I want to make a small report to my master.

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When Mu Liang heard that Mo Tianran was taken away for hurting the son of the Minister of the Household Department, he was very proud. He was eagerly hoping that Mo Tianran, who had been aloof all day long, would be taught a severe lesson, suffer a little, and let him vent his anger.

As a result, Mo Tianran not only returned home safely, but also brought box after box of jewelry, all of which were rewards from the Minister of the Household Department.

Think about who is the Minister of the Household Department, a well-known money fan in the capital, even the emperor knows that he is penniless, and he is willing to give Mo Tianran so many rewards, which shows his appreciation for him.

A person with such a stubborn temper can be conquered by him. Even Bai Daozi, a genius doctor who has been reclusive for many years and the emperor can't afford to hire him, is also interested in him. He would rather come to the capital that he least wants to set foot in. This is not natural. So much that he couldn't even get jealous.

Resentment in my heart, why the whole world likes Mo Tianran, not him.

"Second Young Master, drink more."

In a hutong two streets away from Mu Mansion, in a newly decorated house.

Mu Liang was drinking mulled wine glass by glass, and the woman beside him was tactful and tender, filling his empty wine glass considerately.

The numbing voice pierced through Mu Liang's eardrums, seductively narrowing his eyes slightly, his body and mind felt itchy.

He raised his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, she was the maid who poured tea for him that day at the Duke's Mansion of Qi State, her winking eyes were as misty as silk, and Mu Liang was deeply fascinated by it.

He reached out and stroked her cheek, her skin was soft and smooth, exuding a slightly seductive fragrance, and he raised his eyes obsessively, "Yan Ran, you smell so good."

Yanran was wearing rose-red rouge, as charming as a flower, and whispered softly, "Second Young Master, what are you thinking? Your eyebrows are so tightly wrinkled, Yanran is so worried."

Even though the haze in Mu Liang's heart was mentioned by her, she snorted coldly, opened her eyes, and the eyes were full of hatred, "You don't know, my son-in-law is very capable."

The corners of Yan Ran's mouth were slightly hooked, and her soft body leaned against his arms, like a pool of spring water, soft and boneless, "The second young master is amazingly beautiful, but the third young master is only valued because he is a legitimate son. Talent and learning, definitely not as good as you, Second Young Master."

When these words reached Mu Liang's heart, he kissed Yan Ran's lips happily, squeezed her chin, and sighed, "Unfortunately, in this world, people only know to value status, but they don't know how to value talents. My status is doomed." I can't hold my head up because of him."

Yan Ran snorted coquettishly, and frowned delicately, "Yan Ran is not worthy of the Second Young Master, Second Young Master, do you want to get back what you lost?"

The wine glass in Mu Liang's hand shook, feeling lost, "If it's possible, of course I'd like to, it's just..."

He picked up the jug and poured himself a glass, "Now he has the eldest prince as his backer, and he is also acquainted with Qi Guojun, Hubu Shangshu, Libu Shangshu and others. I have no one to rely on, how can I bring him down!"

The smile in Yanran's eyes was full of evil: "Yanran loves the second son deeply, and Yanran can't bear it. If the second son is willing, Yanran can help the second son."

Mu Liang put his arms around her, smiled, didn't take her words to heart, and stroked her hair. "I accept your wish, you just stay by my side, it's good for me to be with me."

Yan Ran's eyes turned red, and she leaned into Mu Liang's arms, "Yan Ran can't bear the suffering of the Second Young Master, but the Second Young Master doesn't believe that Yan Ran has a solution?"

Mu Liang smiled to coax her, "What can you do?"

Yanran took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom and handed it to Mu Liang, "This is Duoshun powder. After drinking it, there is no reaction. It looks very normal, but."

She paused, her tone was extremely mysterious, "After a long time, he will slowly lose consciousness, lie on the bed, unable to live or die, just like a plant, even if he has the status of a legitimate son, Lord Mu will not Don't give up on him, and promote you to be the heir of the family."

Mu Liang was overjoyed, and just about to speak, his lips were blocked by Yanran's index finger.

"The most important thing is that this episode lasted for a long, long time, and no one will suspect you."

After she finished speaking, she brought the small bottle to Mu Liang's eyes and shook it.

Mu Liang took it, and couldn't help looking at the bottle, "Does this medicine really have such a miraculous effect?"

Yan Ran chuckled softly, "Of course, Yan Ran will rely entirely on the Second Young Master in her next life. Only Yan Ran can be good if the Second Young Master is good."

Mu Liang was lured by the fragrance of her body and became numb for a moment, convinced of her words, he put his arms around Yanran's waist, "You are right, I am good, and I will definitely let you do the same."

He took the bottle and put it away, hugged Yan Ran, and impatiently carried her into the back room, and after a while, there was an abnormal moaning and panting sound.

Ambiguous voices continued to come from the house, the door curtain was lifted, and Yan Ran walked out of the house.

The coquettishness on her face was completely gone, looking at Mu Liang who looked like a wild dog in heat on the bed in the house, who was shaking his lower body against the pillow, there was only cold contempt and ridicule.

She walked out of the house and came under an apricot blossom tree in the courtyard, her face was cold, she was completely different from the previous tenderness.

"Young master, the bottle has been handed over to Mu Liang. I believe that with his hatred for Mu Xiurong, he will find a way to make him swallow it."

A tall figure in a black cloak stood under the tree, looking up at the tree full of apricot blossoms.

Yan Ran didn't dare to take the liberty to step forward, half kneeling behind him and waiting for orders.

"You did very well."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, there was a gust of wind, and Yan Ran stretched out her hand to take over a wooden box exuding a strange fragrance. She was delighted and kowtowed, "Thank you, young master! Thank you, young master!"

"You deserve it." The man in black said in a low voice, "Other things will be given to you when things are done, and then you will be able to practice what you want...hehehe"

He didn't finish the last word, he chuckled a few times, his figure flashed, a gust of wind blew past Yan Ran's eyes, and disappeared.

Yan Ran held the box in her hand, her eyes were full of madness that her desire was about to come true.

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Mu Liang had a good time in the outer house, and was served by Yan Ran after taking a shower before returning to Mu Mansion.

Holding the bottle in his hand, he was thinking about how to get Mo Tianran to swallow it, but Li Butler brought an invitation card, inviting Mo Tianran to have a banquet at the mansion of the Eight Sage Kings at night.

Eight wise kings?Eight wise kings!

That is the emperor's own brother!The celebrity around the emperor!

Mu Liang's mouthful of blood was constricted in his chest, and he was about to vomit blood. The most powerful person in the capital, Mo Tianran, could be involved.

Why is he?Why!

Mu Liang squeezed his fingers angrily, almost crushing the bottle, his heart sank, he quickly let go of his hand, and touched the bottle.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous, this is his only magic weapon against Mo Tianran.

He must use it well, and wait for the day when Mo Tianran falls asleep completely, so that he can no longer obstruct his eyes.

When Mu Chengqi heard that the Eight Sage Kings had invited Mo Tianran to the dinner party, he was very excited and said to Mo Tianran, "Xiu Rong, when did the Eight Sage Kings meet you? He is the emperor's younger brother, and he is of great status. Since you are invited to participate, you must be valued very much, you have to behave well, if you get his favor, and he speaks kindly in front of the emperor, it will be much easier for you to be promoted after you enter the imperial hospital."

Sitting on Mu Chengqi's lower chair, Mo Tianran frowned slightly as he looked at the invitation card in his hand.Wen Yan nodded, "Yes, father."

Mu Chengqi patted his knees with his hands contentedly, and sighed, "Hey, I heard that only people with high status can attend the banquet of the Eight Sage Kings. I have never had such an honor in my life. I can't compare to you now, but even though my father envies you, he is very happy, our family has declined for two generations since our great-grandfather, it is useless to be a father, and we rely on you to raise this family."

Although Mo Tianran disliked Mu Chengqi's capriciousness and selfishness, he sincerely affirmed his enthusiasm for the revitalization of the family.

"Yes, father."

Mu Chengqi nodded, with a pretty face of joy, and told him what to pay attention to when attending the banquet, and he must not offend other princes and ministers.

Mo Tianran ignored his ramblings and lowered his eyebrows in thought.

Why did the Eight Sage Kings invite him to the dinner party so well?Does he have something to tell himself?Is it related to Gu poison?

But other ministers will definitely be invited to the dinner. He is the son of an imperial physician and does not have any official position. How can he be at the dinner like all the ministers.

At that time, it will inevitably be subject to speculation from all parties, especially the Ninth Prince and the First Prince, the two favorite candidates for the heir apparent.

Although the Eight Sage Kings have no real power, they have a noble status and have won the trust of the emperor. It was written in the book that they wanted to win over, but they couldn't find a way.

If it is known that he was rescued by the Eight Sage Kings and had contacts with him, I don't know what he will do.

He had a feeling of uneasiness that he really couldn't avoid this battle for succession.

When it was almost dusk, the luxurious sedan chair from Baxian Wang's Mansion came to Mu's Mansion early to pick up Mo Tianran.

After getting off the sedan chair, Mo Tianran was respectfully welcomed into the mansion by the housekeeper.

The Palace of the Eight Sages was so big that he almost thought he had entered the palace.

Passing through one after another porch, walked for nearly a stick of incense, and finally came to a beautiful flower tree in the depths of the garden.

At this time, the night has come, only a faint ray of white is still glowing in the sky.

The terrace specially set up for the banquet in the flower forest is full of lanterns, and the candlelight is bright and colorful.

Mo Tianran smelled the fragrance of flowers from the evening breeze through his nose, and felt refreshed, but he didn't want to be intoxicated.

Although the pavilion was brightly lit, there were no laughter and laughter, on the contrary it was very quiet.

He wondered how a banquet with so many people could be so quiet.

Could it be that he came too early, and the others have not yet arrived?

But it's time for the dinner party. If it wasn't for the emperor, no one would have the courage to be late for the eight sage kings' banquet.

He was contemplating the weirdness, when suddenly, there was a melodious sound, like the music of the fairy world, making people fall into a dream.

Mo Tianran's vigilant heart gradually eased, and he closed his eyes to feel the fairy music.

It sounds good.

A pleasant sound of "drunk without knowing the way back", and a pleasant sound of "rarely in heaven and earth".

"Master Mu, please."

Under the pavilion built with carved railings and jade, a maid dressed in exquisite Chinese clothes smiled and showed him where to go.

He nodded slightly, and followed the servant girl upstairs, the lights were bright along the way, the servant girl dressed in the same dress, and the exquisite appearance waited quietly everywhere. If they hadn't saluted, Mo Tianran would have thought it was a beautiful sculpture.

When Mo Tianran came to the third floor, Xiao Sheng got closer and closer.

The maid who showed him the way stopped outside the door, "Young Master Mu, we're here."

The exquisite makeup on her face looked extraordinarily gorgeous under the light. Mo Tianran squinted his eyes slightly, feeling an indescribable weirdness.

He pushed open the door and walked into the house. The distant Xiao sound became clearer and more pleasant, like a silk thread hooking him forward.

The moon-white gauze in the house flutters melodiously with the wind, like a dream.

Mo Tianran almost thought that he had come to a fairyland. Behind layers of gauze curtains, there seemed to be a lush and beautiful goddess waiting for him and welcoming him.

Although the beauty of the goddess can't move his heart and soul, it can seduce him when he comes to Xianle.

He lifted the last layer of gauze curtains, and as far as he could see, there was only one person in the room, the chief seat in front of the huge screen embroidered with flying dragons and phoenixes dancing for nine days, and the lower chief seat on the right was sitting sideways, holding a long flute in his hand, playing leisurely.

The man's long black hair fell on the white clothes, magnificent and elegant, as light as a fairy, as bright as the light of a bright moon.

Mo Tianran walked towards him slowly, his eyes fell on him obsessively, until the sound of the flute stopped, the man put down the white jade flute, turned his face to him and smiled slightly, allowing him to see his beautiful face clearly.

Mo Tianran's eyes widened for a moment, and he took a deep breath, no wonder he just saw the figure from a distance and felt familiar.

This is clearly the young lady who kept arguing with him and messing with him.

That's right, how many people in this world have such a beautiful figure.

Mo Tianran's first reaction was seeing him again, and he turned around and wanted to leave, but his reason quickly returned.

After all, this was a dinner party that the Eighth Sage King invited him to. The host and other guests didn't come, so how could he leave casually.

He stopped hesitantly, turned around, startled.

The man had already come behind him at some point, and as soon as he turned around, he faced him face to face, and took the opportunity to kiss his lips.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Mo Tianran recovered from the fright, and the small flames in his heart burst out in clusters.

haven't seen you for a long time?They just separated for only three days, how long has it been?

He Jinxi seemed to see what he was thinking, and gently pinned his hair behind his ears with his fingers, leaned close to him and whispered ambiguously, "Don't say three days, three hours without seeing you, I think it's too long."

Mo Tianran's ears are very sensitive. When he was gently surrounded by his fragrance and whispers, his body went numb, and he subconsciously shrank his neck.

He pushed He Jinxi away abruptly, looked around, and was relieved when he didn't see the Baxian King.

"This is the residence of the Eighth Sage King, flirting with others in his territory, you don't want to live anymore?!"

The corner of He Jinxi's mouth twitched, and he grabbed his hand and pushed him away, not letting him break free, "So what."

Mo Tianran swept around again and stared at him fiercely, "You don't want to live, but I still want to, don't drag me down."

He Jinxi deliberately teased him, hugging him even tighter, smiling charmingly, staring at him with deep eyes, "You don't think so in your heart."

Mo Tianran struggled to break free, and heard him say again, "You clearly miss me too."

The two had a good time several times, Mo Tianran's body was numb from his fingers, and he almost couldn't stand still and fell into his arms, but he was thinking about when the Eight Sage Kings would appear, if he saw his lover with someone else Flirt, cuckold him, and be sure to throw a fit.

At that time, it will not only be him who will be miserable, but a young man who has no power or influence will definitely end up even worse.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that He Jinxi's self-willedness could not be tolerated, and he struggled eagerly, "You must know what the identity of the Eight Sage Kings is, how can you allow you to betray, you must remember your identity!"

The outside of the house was connected to a huge terrace, and the Eighth Sage King shrank his neck in the night wind, his face darkened, thinking: You are welcome, Mr. Mu, I am not so bold as to dare to reveal my identity in front of the Holy One.

Tiankui next to him had internal strength to protect his body and could not feel the cold at all. He leaned against the wall holding peanuts and pounded vigorously, "My lord, your peanut shells are so fragrant, how did you fry them?"

The Eighth Sage King shot him an angry look, "I am such a beautiful building, you knocked it all over the ground with peanut shells, you sweep it."

Tiankui smiled and said fawningly, "I will clean it for you when I leave."

The Eighth Sage King glared at him, and heard the movement inside, "Hey, Master and Young Master Mu are living a fine life together, so why did you involve me, pity I didn't eat dinner, and I have to blow the cold wind here while I'm hungry. "

Tian Kui saw that he was a prince, rubbing his arms in the cold night wind, his usual chic and elegant was completely gone, he couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering.

The Baxian King shifted his gaze to him, narrowed his eyes, and pointed to the peanut shells on the ground, Tiankui immediately apologized, "Baxian King, don't tell me, your garden is really beautiful, look at the flowers, look at this building, Tut tut."

The Eighth Sage King gave him a blank look, and continued to pay attention to the movement in the house, waiting for He Jinxi's instructions.

Tiankui took a bite of the peanut, crunchy, "My master is really good, I like young master Mu, and I can see him every day when I get it back to the palace, so I have to use tricks to tease him like this."

The Eighth Sage King glanced at him and smiled, "You don't understand, it's just for fun. I never thought that it would be such an interesting reaction for him to fall in love with someone."

He said with long eyes, "I haven't seen him so happy for a long time."

Tiankui smiled sadly when he heard the words, "Yeah, the burden on him is too heavy. When I was a child, the master didn't smile much. After meeting young master Mu, the smiles are more than his 20 years combined."

The Eighth Sage King looked kindly, "Yes, it's not easy for the Holy One."

Compared with the harmonious atmosphere of the two outside the house, the rivalry inside the house is still going on.

Although Mo Tianran's saber-rattling was on his own, it didn't affect He Jinxi's unknowingly teasing and eating tofu in the slightest.

"For you, don't be afraid."

"I'm afraid!" Mo Tianran shouted anxiously, "Let me go! The Eight Sage Kings are coming soon! Let me go!"

He Jinxi's eyes sparkled, "What are you afraid of? You are worried about me."

Mo Tianran saw through his mind, his ears turned red with embarrassment, and he kicked him hard, but it didn't have the slightest deterrent effect.

He Jinxi put his arms around his waist, and pressed their lower bodies tightly together, "You worry about me, but you like me."

"You fart!" Mo Tianran felt that there was a reaction below him, and he became even more anxious. He kept looking around for fear of being discovered. This feeling was as exciting as having an affair.

He Jinxi smiled dotingly, lowered his head to cover his lips, kissed him deeply, and bit his lower lip as punishment, "Don't speak foul language."

"You!" Mo Tianran was anxious and angry, his face was flushed, his eyes were red, "You are playing a hooligan!"

He Jinxi stared at him, licked his lips, held his wrist to prevent him from breaking free, and seduced him with a charming smile.

"I only rogue you."

Mo Tianran took a deep breath, and He Jinxi grabbed his lips again. He wanted to cry but had no tears, the hooliganism was too tough.