Heartthrob Substitute Counterattack Manual [Transmigration Book]

Mo Tianran's calf became weak after being teased by He Jinxi, and he was worried that the Eighth Sage King would find out.

He Jinxi saw his eyeballs rolling and was amused by him, so he purposely pinched his sensitive waist again.

Satisfied to see his body go limp and fall into his arms.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the door, and Mo Tianran was so frightened that he straightened his body, pushed He Jinxi away suddenly, and quickly stepped back about ten steps, for fear of being stuck by him again.

Although He Jinxi was reluctant to give up, he didn't hug him again. There was an inexplicable smile on his brows, and his affectionate eyes were fixed on Mo Tianran's panicked expression.

The Eight Wise Kings opened layers of gauze curtains and walked slowly. He was dressed in luxurious and elegant golden clothes, and his demeanor was unrestrained and unrestrained. He was completely different from the shivering outside the house before.

Tiankui, who was standing outside the house cracking peanut shells, couldn't help applauding. Needless to say, the prince looked serious and dignified.

"Young Master Mu, you are welcome to come to my house as a guest, please take a seat."

He didn't seem to see the weird atmosphere between He Jinxi and Mo Tianran, so he walked to the main seat with a smile on his face and sat down.

At this moment, there were only the three of them in the room. When Mo Tianran saw the Eight Sages and He Jinxi appearing together, he felt unspeakably awkward and awkward, mixed with a trace of worry, and saluted him with complicated emotions, "Join the Eight Sages!" His Royal Highness."

The Eighth Sage King nodded to signal him to get up, and pointed to the lower left seat, "Young Master Mu, please sit here."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at He Jinxi, and said softly, "You sit too."

Mo Tianran sat down at the place he designated, and when he heard the eight sage kings speaking to He Jinxi, he was extremely gentle, the sour taste burst out of his heart, and his face turned cold instantly.

He Jinxi nodded, took a few steps, walked to the original position and sat down, stared at Mo Tianran's expression, and smiled slightly.

The Eighth Sage King lowered his head, wanting to wipe his forehead with his hand, why is the atmosphere in this room so tense, whoever he provokes will participate in this kind of thing.

The Eighth Sage King poured a glass of wine, and said to Mo Tianran, "Young Master Mu must be very strange, why are you the only one at today's dinner?"

After he finished speaking, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: In fact, it was all good deeds done by my sage.

This is indeed what Mo Tianran was puzzled about. He nodded, "Please ask the prince to clarify."

The Eighth Sage King smiled, and his gestures were full of maturity, "I invited Mr. Mu to discuss some important matters that cannot be known to others."

With a smile on his face, he thought to himself: This is secondary, and it is all a good thing done by the Holy One.

Mo Tianran understood, thought for a while, "Is it related to the Gu poison?"

The Baxian King nodded and smiled, "Young Master Mu is smart, that's exactly what happened."

Mo Tianran didn't show it on his face, and complained in his heart: There can be nothing else between us, unless he finds out that he is his rival in love and negotiates with himself.

Rival?

Mo Tianran was taken aback by his own thoughts, and quickly waved away his thoughts vigorously.

What rivals!He and the Eight Sage Kings are not rivals in love, it's just that person's wishful thinking, and he has evil intentions towards him!

Seeing that his face was sinking like water, the Eighth Sage King couldn't see what he was thinking, so he could only continue, "This matter may involve Miao Jiang, so it is inconvenient for the maids to be present, Mr. Mu, please don't mind."

This is also a good thing that the Holy One did. He was afraid that the maids in my house would be too beautiful and attract your attention.

The Eight Wise Kings sighed, the Holy One really took great pains.

Mo Tianran hurriedly waved his hands to say no, picked up the flagon and poured himself a glass of wine, toasting the eight sage kings.

He sneaked a glance at He Jinxi from the corner of his eye, thinking: The Eight Wise Kings are so prudent in doing things, they don't allow the maids close to him to show up, but let him sit here as a servant, which shows how much he is valued.

The relationship between the two of them is indeed extraordinary...

The Eighth Sage King immediately responded, finished his drink, and said solemnly, "This matter is very important. The people in Miaojiang are mysterious and unpredictable, and they are good at using witchcraft. If you meet Young Master Mu next time, remember to keep quiet and let us know in private." My lord, lest they find out the clues, which is not good for you."

Feeling his sincere concern, Mo Tianran nodded and said, "Thank you for your concern, I will definitely remember it."

"That's very good." Baxian Wang knew that he was a smart person, so he was a little relieved, and most importantly, He Jinxi could also be a little relieved.

He glanced at He Jinxi, received hints from his eyes, laughed, and introduced to Mo Tianran, "Master Mu must have seen him already."

Mo Tianran nodded, thinking that he had not only met, but also slept.

He pretended to meet a stranger, and said politely, "Just now, when the prince was still in the future, he met this young master."

The Eighth Sage King smiled clearly, and looked at He Jinxi, "Your flute sound is very pleasant to the ear. Young Master Mu is here today, why don't you play a song to cheer you up?"

Mo Tianran noticed that the eyes of the two met, and seeing the Baxian King let him play the long flute, his eyes drooped.

He Jinxi smiled slightly, "If only the sound of the flute is too lonely, you need to have the sound of the piano to complete it."

He stared at Mo Tianran with bewitching eyes, "Master Mu, can you play the piano?"

Mo Tianran's face was ugly, and when he glanced at him, his eyes were full of warnings.

His burning naked eyes seemed to want to strip him naked, how could the Eighth Wise King fail to see, how could he be so desperate for life and death!

The Baxian King smiled and said, "You mean, can Young Master Mu know how to play the piano?"

Mo Tianran remembered that Mur Xiurong's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were all involved. It is very easy for the Eight Sage Kings to investigate his background, and this fashion will not necessarily be exposed.

Fortunately, his mother and grandmother liked guqin in the previous life and taught him, but now it is very useful.

"Back to the prince, Xiaomin is slightly involved."

The Eighth Sage King glanced at He Jinxi and laughed, "That's very good."

Mo Tianran just wanted to say: There is no piano at hand.

A gust of wind passed by, and an exquisite guqin was placed in front of him.

Mo Tianran looked up and saw, as expected, it was He Jinxi.

Seeing the qin, the Eighth Wise King almost couldn't sit still and fell from the main seat.

Tiankui outside the house was so startled that the peanut shells fell to the ground, so he quickly picked them up without making much noise.

The other hidden guards hiding in the dark all had big jaws.

Jiuxiao Fuxiqin? !

This is the master's most cherished qin, and it is difficult for them to see it once on weekdays. Even if the godmother wanted to touch it, the master would be upset, so he took it out to play for Young Master Mu without any hassle.

Mo Tianran didn't know the story of this piano, but he could feel that it was a good piano. He stretched out his hand and touched the sound of the piano, muttering to himself: You are well prepared.

He Jinxi can always see through his thoughts, "My lord likes listening to me play the guqin very much."

The corners of the Eight Worthy King's mouth twitched slightly. What Shengzun said was ambiguous. He really likes to listen to him playing. Who doesn't like to listen to this fairy music, but the problem is that he has to be able to hear it and know him. In more than ten years, I have only seen him play once in total.

The picture in Mo Tianran's mind is that the Eight Sage Kings like to listen to him play the piano, so he often plays the piano for him, high mountains and flowing water, bosom friends are hard to find, and then the love will be ignited.

Mo Tianran was getting more and more annoyed by his own thoughts, and said calmly, "In that case, I will play a song with you."

The Eighth Wise King raised his eyebrows, why does the young master feel murderous in his words?

He Jinxi still smiled as before, put Bai Yuxiao to his lips, fixed his eyes on Mo Tianran, and sent the Xiaosheng leisurely.

The sound of the flute calms the mind, Mo Tianran moved his fingers lightly, and started to play in line with the sound of the flute.

The Baxian King was surprised to find that although Mo Tianran's piano sound was not as beautiful as that of the Holy One, it was no less than that of a professional musician.

The two played a flute and a qin in harmony, and the two kinds of music were entangled together.

The Eighth Sage King drank fine wine, listened to the beautiful music, and thought leisurely: At this moment, I seem so superfluous.

Mo Tianran hadn't touched the piano for many years, and it was a little unfamiliar to play at this time, but under the leadership of He Jinxi's Xiaosheng, he became more and more immersed in it.

After the song was played, Mo Tianran felt comfortable physically and mentally. He had never played with others before, nor had he had such a feeling of soul fusion.

He raised his eyes and looked at He Jinxi, who was also staring at him, his heart was beating like a drum, and he felt happy sprouting and growing.

"Papa papa!" The Eight Sage Kings clapped their hands appreciatively, "You two's performance is wonderful, and it just corresponds to the sentence "This song should only exist in the sky. "I have a lucky ear today."

Mo Tianran came back to his senses, remembering that the Eight Sage Kings were here, and secretly scolded himself for losing his composure just now, he would definitely notice something.

He gave He Jinxi a hard look, secretly thinking that it was all his fault for not restraining himself.

He Jinxi looked at him, stood up and walked to the Eighth Sage King, and poured him a glass of wine.

The Eighth Wise King was startled, and quickly sat up straight, not daring to let him pour the wine, but wanted to open his mouth to see He Jinxi's eyes, so he could only restrain himself, smiled and drank the wine.

Mo Tianran has been paying attention to their movement from the corner of his eye, the wine glass in his hand is tightly squeezed, he has never felt so sour and angry.

Looking at the face of the Eighth Sage King again, for some reason, he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

The corners of He Jinxi's lips twitched triumphantly, and deliberately poured another glass of wine for the Eight Sage Kings.

The Baxian King drank the wine helplessly, felt Mo Tianran's murderous eyes, and thought: I am innocent.

Mo Tianran couldn't express a feeling of discomfort in his heart.

Seems angry, but also sad.

He clearly understands the reality of this world. The person who hugged him and said he liked him and cared about him had no choice but to fall in the arms of the powerful.

And he is just the son of an imperial physician, a commoner, how can a prince compete for a beauty.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the wine glass in his hand. The wine in this world is too pure and strong. He doesn't drink well and rarely gets contaminated, but at this moment he couldn't help but swallow the wine in one gulp.

The wine was very strong, and as it passed through his stomach and intestines, a burning sensation quickly rose in his throat.

This taste is very exciting, and Mo Tianran wants to pour another cup.

If you are in a bad mood, drinking is the most suitable choice.

He wanted to pour himself another glass, but the hand holding the flagon was held down.

He looked up, and He Jinxi was sitting beside him, looking at him with deep eyes, and filled a glass for him.

The author has something to say: Mo Tianran: You two dare to kiss me in front of me.

Eight Wise Kings: Don't overdo it, I'm innocent.

He Jinxi: Honey, you look so cute when you are jealous~

All the hidden guards: Master's bad taste is really scary.