It's all the fault of being too handsome [Quick Transmigration]

"Jinyu, why are you in a daze?"

Jinyu looked away from the snow outside the window, and smiled at the prince, "I'm looking at the snow."

"What's so nice about snow," said the room, which was lit with silver charcoal. It was very warm, but the frighteningly cold little prince was still wrapped in thick fur. It’s so cold, the little green I raised is gone and doesn’t talk to me anymore, it’s so cold, and I don’t know how the poor people live.”

Xiaolu is a parrot raised by the crown prince. He usually chatters a lot, but in winter, he also becomes unhappy.

"Your Highness is considerate of the common people, that is the trust of the common people." Jin Yu looked at the shivering little prince wrapped in a ball, and slightly covered the wide open windows to slightly block the cold wind blowing in from outside.

The prince is weak, a weakness brought on from the mother's womb. When the queen was pregnant with the prince, the concubine conspired to give birth prematurely. It was not easy for the prince to survive.

The concubine who murdered the queen was Concubine Yu, the mother concubine of the protagonist Zhao Rui in the novel "The Cruel Emperor Leng Gong Concubine", and she has been thrown into the cold palace for many years.

However, Concubine Yu also had some tricks. In the cold palace, she did not know what tricks she used to make the emperor favor her, and she became pregnant with Zhao Rui, the heir of the dragon.

Originally, he was planning to leave the Leng Palace with the opportunity of the Dragon Heir, but soon the queen died after two years due to the sequelae of his assassination, and Concubine Yu naturally had no hope of leaving the Leng Palace. Along with this imperial heir, he was rejected by the emperor.

Now, the prince is ten years old, Zhao Rui is also eight years old, and he has also stayed in the cold palace for eight years.

Jinyu is the prince's companion. His father is King Kang, whose surname is Wang. Jinyu's surname is Su, his first name is Han, and his style name is Jinyu. He is the son of King Kang and is the same age as the prince.

The emperor named him to be the prince's companion, also to find a supportive force for the prince. The emperor has always loved the prince and is planning to let the prince inherit the throne.

Prince Benevolence, although not strong enough to be the kind of emperor who expanded the territory, is a good material for a successful king.

Unfortunately, if Jinyu hadn't come, the throne would be taken away by Zhao Rui in the end, no matter whether the prince or Kang Wang's family, they would all be killed by Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui is the master of murdering his father and brother. He is cruel and violent, killing people and ransacking their homes at every turn.

The heroine is Dong Chengxiang's youngest daughter, she is only five years old now, and she is the scheduled princess, and she will get married when she is old enough.

In the novel, she naturally became Zhao Rui's concubine, telling the story of love and hatred between the two.

Jinyu's mission this time is to prevent all these tragedies from happening.

Without the variable Zhao Rui, the crown prince's ascension to the throne would not have had too many twists and turns.

Jinyu bent her eyes and smiled, do you want to get rid of it directly?

In such a cold winter, it is not very strange for an unattended prince in the cold palace to die silently.

"Jinyu, Jinyu, come and take a look at what I wrote, how about it?" The little prince put down the brush, and excitedly waved at Jinyu, with an expression of coming to praise me.

Jinyu walked over and looked at the four big words written on the white paper in front of the prince.

"Peace is the most important thing."

After all, the prince is still young, and he hasn't practiced calligraphy for a long time, and he wrote it in such a frozen state, so it's not very beautiful.

However, Jin Yu still boasted against his conscience: "The prince's handwriting has improved again."

After listening to Jinyu's words, the prince was even happier.

He said again: "Jinyu, your handwriting is the most beautiful, and you have been praised by the emperor, why don't you write it for me to see, I'll learn it."

As he said, he had already helped Jinyu lay out the white paper, and was helping to grind the ink, looking expectant.

Jinyu couldn't refuse, so she picked up the brush and swayed it casually, and also wrote the four words 'peace is the most important'.

When the prince saw it, he curled his mouth and rolled his own into a ball: "Jinyu, you know how to lie to me. In this comparison, my writing is really bad, and you have the nerve to praise it!"

However, Jin Yu took the crumpled paper from the prince, unfolded it, folded it, put it in his arms, and said seriously: "No, it's better that the prince wrote it."

The prince shook his head when he heard the words, he obviously didn't believe it, he only thought that Jinyu said that to please him.

But Jinyu knew that he was telling the truth in his heart.

Compared with the one written by the prince just now, the one he wrote is superb, but it contains overflowing killing intent, which is completely contrary to the words "peace is the most important".

However, although there are still many flaws in the writing of the prince, it comes from the heart.

Jinyu put away her murderous intentions towards Zhao Rui, and it seemed that she had to make another plan.

If he kills Zhao Rui, there is a high possibility that he can't hide it from the emperor, which will bring trouble to the prince. Although the emperor doesn't necessarily care about Zhao Rui's life or death, it will definitely affect the image of the prince in the emperor's heart.

He is now the prince's companion, representing the power of the prince's side. If he takes action against innocent brothers, it will be too cruel and heartless.

Zhao Rui is only eight years old now, so there may be room for change.

After making a decision, Jinyu practiced calligraphy with the prince for a while before returning home.

Jinyu didn't leave the palace directly, but took a detour and went to the place where Lenggong was.

The more we walked, the more we walked, the snow accumulated on the road was not cleared, and when we walked over, our feet would sink into the snow.

In the empty and silent cold palace came the singing, sad and resentful, which lasted for a long time.

However, Jinyu found a small figure in the white snow, doing nothing under a tree.

He walked over step by step, caught in the crunching of the snow, which made the child who was engrossed in him notice Jinyu's approach.

He looked at Jinyu vigilantly, his eyes were full of vigilance, at such a young age, he already had the vicious aura of a wild wolf.

"What are you doing?" Jinyu asked first, with a soft voice and a slight smile.

"Aren't you cold?" Jinyu said as he approached him. He kept staring at Jinyu without blinking. It seemed that if Jinyu made any strange movements, he would pounce on him and bite Jinyu to pieces. neck.

Jinyu walked up to the child and squatted down. He was still holding a handful of snow in his hand, and there were some tree branches beside him. His hand holding the snow was already red with cold, covered with chilblains, and some sores were open , oozing pus.

There was only a thin layer of cotton robe on his body, and there was a big cut near the armpit. It could be seen that there was no cotton in it at all, and it was mixed with unknown yellow weeds.

Seeing that the child just looked at him warily and kept silent, Jinyu was not angry. Instead, he took off the fur cloak he was wearing and wrapped it around the child. The fluffy collar directly wrapped the fragile Her small face was completely covered, only revealing a pair of dark eyes.

Jin Yu's gentle smile was reflected in those eyes, and he finally blinked.

"Don't worry, my brother has practiced martial arts. He has internal strength and is not afraid of the cold." Jinyu was afraid that the child would not accept his kindness, so he explained with a smile, "You are building a snowman, brother, I didn't mean to disturb you, brother You wanted to leave the palace, but got lost, do you know which way to go to leave the palace?"

Jinyu said embarrassedly: "I can't see anyone here, and I can't even ask the way."

The child took a few careful glances at Jinyu, and the smile on Jinyu's face almost froze, so he blinked and pointed in one direction.

"Where are you going? Thank you, little brother." Jinyu exhaled and asked the way, finally heaving a sigh of relief, he patted the child's head happily.

"Hurry up and go back after making the snowman, it's not good if you catch the wind and cold, you know?"

The little boy folded his cloak and nodded.

After confirming that the little boy had listened to his words, Jinyu left. After walking away, she turned her head to look at the child under the big tree, and actually looked straight at his back without moving away at all.

Jinyu smiled at him from a distance, and then left.

Seeing that the figure disappeared, the little boy stared at the corner for a while, then looked away, and started to do what he was doing.

Little by little, with a pilgrimage-like mood.

But at this time, there was a thick cloak on his body, which warmed him a lot, just like that person's smile, warm, like the sun that can't shine into this cold palace, dazzling and illusory.

Blink, blink again, it didn't disappear, it was real.

Jinyu walked in the direction Zhao Rui pointed out for a long time, but couldn't find the way to leave the palace. Fortunately, she met a maid in the palace and asked the right way, so she left the palace.

The road Zhao Rui pointed to was not the way to leave the palace at all. As a prince who was born in the cold palace, how could he know what was going on outside?It's just pointing out the way casually, anyway, after leaving the cold palace, you can meet the servants in the palace, ask anyone at will, and you can find the way out of the palace.

With a smile on her face, Jinyu left the palace and returned to Prince Kang's Mansion.

"My lord, why did you come back so late today?" Jinyu was greeted by the old butler as soon as he came back, "The prince and princess are waiting anxiously."

"The palace is too big, I accidentally lost my way." Jinyu patted the snowflakes falling on his shoulder as he walked.

"Oh, my son, why didn't you put on the cloak that the princess made for you? In such a cold day, what should you do if you catch a cold?" The old butler kept caring while helping to pat off the snowflakes on Jinyu's body.

"I saw a poor child in the palace, his body was covered with frostbite, so I gave him the cloak." Jinyu explained with a smile.

"You are so kind, but you are just a slave. You have rough skin and thick flesh. There is nothing wrong with it. The princess made it for you!" The old housekeeper felt sorry for Jinyu.

Jinyu didn't care much, he said in a deep voice, "I have so many cloaks that I can't pile them up in the room, so what if I give them to those who need them? Maybe this one is useful to me." The cloak, which is useless, can save his life, and saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, which is not comparable to mere common things."

The old housekeeper didn't know what to think, but he kept saying: "My lord, you are right, this old servant is too short-sighted."

"Father and Queen Mother are still waiting for me." Jinyu changed the subject.

"The prince and concubine are in the main hall, waiting for the prince to have dinner together."

Jinyu tidied up her clothes a little, went to the main hall, had a pleasant dinner with her father and queen mother, and talked with her father and king about studying with the prince in the palace. After a while, they dispersed.

Jinyu returned to her room, thinking of the appearance of Zhao Rui she saw in the cold palace, spread out a piece of rice paper, flipped her wrist, and a big word 'kill' appeared on the paper, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

Putting down the brush, Jinyu took out from his bosom the piece of paper that he had folded and written by the prince. On the wrinkled paper, there were four imperfect words.

Jinyu looked at it for a while, and then spread out a piece of rice paper again, and wrote a word '和' on it, calmly and calmly.

Putting down the pen, squinting at the flames dancing on the candlestick, he made a decision.