[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

"Scholar Huo's son? Why have I never heard of it, could it be..."

"Don't talk nonsense, the emperor said it was because he was weak and sick since he was a child, so he has been recuperating outside, and now he was taken back to Beijing. But the background is big enough, so that the emperor can open the golden mouth for him."

"Bachelor Huo is also a second rank anyway, and is an important minister in the court. It's nothing unusual."

Occasionally, someone in the palace discusses the latest news, so they have to bypass 'Mr. Huo'.It is not unusual for a son of an important court official to suddenly recognize him, but it is strange that the emperor actually ordered him to take him into the palace. He must have a unique talent to be appreciated by the emperor. Young master Huo was curious and talked a lot.

The protagonist of the story is now lying comfortably on a soft couch, being fed fruit by the handmaid's arms, living like a fairy.

"It would be great if the original body was still there," Huo Zhi sighed softly in his mind, "He should have gotten more, instead of leaving hastily like that."

"Host, you have to be careful," the system said, "I always feel that this world will not be too peaceful."

"rest assured."

After Lu Rongjue gave him an identity, he moved from that secret residence into Ningjin Palace, and he also had more maidservants and eunuchs under his command.Perhaps because of what he said last time, Lu Rongjue also sent people to deliver a lot of rare gadgets and necessities, all of which were exquisitely crafted and expensive.If other people see these rewards, they will definitely sigh that Lu Rongjue is magnanimous, but Huo Zhi understands that for Lu Rongjue, a king of a country, these things are like toys for children, and he will take them away from him in the future, but Far more than these treasures.

He could play a show in front of Lu Rongjue to please him for a while, but in the end he still couldn't gain Lu Rongjue's true trust.

Wanting to gain the trust of a king is like taking food from a tiger's mouth. You never know if he will bite you.And Huo Zhi also clearly understood that he didn't need Lu Rongjue's trust, he only wanted his love.

Some people may think that love and trust coexist, but in many cases, trust is far stronger than love, and losing love can kill people more than losing trust.

After court, Lu Rongjue returned to Qianqing Palace, and Feng Yuerong was already waiting at the table with a sumptuous breakfast. When she saw Lu Rongjue walking in, she also stood up and saluted.

"See Your Majesty."

"Why is the queen here?" Lu Rongjue helped her up, and said in a gentle voice, "The queen prepared these earlier? You have a heart."

Feng Yuerong said with a smile, "The concubine sees that the emperor is busy with court affairs recently, and he probably doesn't have time to eat well, so I came here specially to supervise."

The servant beside him came over to take food for Lu Rongjue, Lu Rongjue nodded, "I'm busy, I almost ignored the queen, I will pay attention next time."

"The emperor's concern for the previous dynasty is the blessing of the common people's country, how could he ignore the harem." Feng Yuerong poured tea, "The ministers and concubines are not lonely when the prince is with them."

Talking about his son, Lu Rongjue's appearance did not change much from usual, "Indeed, what has the prince been doing recently?"

Feng Yuerong hesitated for a while, "Yuan'er doesn't have any other hobbies, isn't it the ones the emperor knows about. Sprinkle pen and ink to make some paintings, and occasionally compose poems and music with the little prince."

Lu Rongjue smiled, "How many birds does he still have?"

"Yuan'er is still a child at heart, and loves to play."

"I have been in charge of the throne for two years, and he has passed on my appearance, so why don't you pass on some brains?" Lu Rongjue put down his chopsticks, "I sent him to practice abroad for two years, it seems that it has no effect at all. "

Feng Yuerong sighed, "The emperor is the emperor, how can Yuan'er compare with you? He didn't learn anything during the two years he was away, and there is always a process to grow up."

Lu Rongjue glanced at Feng Yuerong, then turned the emerald finger in his hand, "You just spoil him."

"He is a piece of meat that fell from my concubine's body in October. Who else can I spoil if I am not used to him?" Feng Yuerong said, "Yuan'er's 19th birthday is in June, and my concubine is looking for a suitable family. His wife will be his concubine, there is no need to worry about the wedding date, but at least it will be settled first, what does the emperor think?"

"Well," Lu Rongjue lacked interest, "I listen to the queen."

Feng Yuerong smiled lightly, and said 'yes'.

As soon as the word "Princess Concubine" was said, Feng Yuerong couldn't help but think back to the past, when she was 14 years old, Lu Rongjue, who was 16 years old, married her as a princess concubine. And Lu Rongjue is the prince of the dynasty.She accompanied Lu Rongjue from the crown prince to the throne, almost 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and she and Lu Rongjue have always respected each other as guests and maintained harmony as before.Feng Yuerong has always understood what she wants, she does not compete for Lu Rongjue's favor, she takes care of the harem peacefully, she and Lu Rongjue say that they are husband and wife, but they are more like relatives who support each other, Lu Rongjue does not love her, but this family relationship is locked This may be the biggest reason why she has been able to sit firmly in the back seat.

But now she has one more wish, which is to watch Lu Yuan marry a wife and have children, get married and start a career.

Before Chen Fenglin stepped into the Chonghua Palace, a clear and crisp bird song had already entered his ears. He couldn't help but smile, put away the sandalwood and gold silk fan, and knocked it regularly in his hand. With that, he paced slowly into the hall.

"The prince's beloved pet is welcoming Xiao Wang? It's a great honor."

Lu Yuan didn't raise his head, "The little prince is here?"

Chen Fenglin's fox eyes curled up with a smile, "I'll go into the palace to see you, and I'll take a few bottles of fine wine along the way, so that we won't get drunk together at night?"

"Forget it tonight." Lu Yuan withdrew his teasing hand, and brushed away Chen Fenglin's hooked arm, "I still have things to do tonight."

"Hey, what's the big deal? It can also disturb the elegance of His Highness's wine tasting."

Lu Yuan shook his sleeves, "You don't want to participate, I want to find inspiration."

Chen Fenglin raised his eyebrows, "Which inspiration?"

"painting."

"You always paint flowers, birds, landscapes, it's boring."

Lu Yuan's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

"Then my trip was in vain," Chen Fenglin sat down and ate a grape, rolling his eyes, "Forget it, I just went to the hunting ground to have a good time, and I heard that the son of Huo Xueshi will also accompany the prince. Training, I am very curious about him."

Lu Yuan was arranging the pen and ink on the table, and heard that his brows frowned, "There are only two daughters in Xueshi Huo's family, where is the son?"

"Isn't that what I'm curious about? It's been rumored recently that Xueshi Huo had a son. Unfortunately, he was taken away from him since he was a child, and he just returned to Beijing. Went to live in the palace," Chen Fenglin said slowly while eating some fruit, "My father has dealt with Xueshi Huo for many years, and he told me at the dinner table yesterday that Xueshi Huo never had any sons. I’ve never heard of it, but maybe it’s an illegitimate child?”

Lu Yuan shook his head, "You are the only one who rushes to look up other people's housework."

"Why, I'm not allowed to read the gossip to relieve boredom," Chen Fenglin laughed, "Your Highness, do you really plan to go and see it together?"

"No." Lu Yuan replied decisively.

"Well, Xiao Wang will not bother His Highness's elegance, see you another day."

Chen Feng opened the fan again, and walked out of Chonghua Palace slowly.When Lu Yuan was the only one left in the huge palace, he spread out a brand new piece of rice paper on the table. The Langhao pen was stained with freshly ground ink, but the tip of the pen stopped in mid-air and did not fall down for a long time.

No, still no.

In Lu Yuan's mind, he did not know how many times he recalled the startling glimpse in the imperial garden that day, and that face was deeply imprinted in his brain and heart with just one glance.But now he couldn't draw the first stroke, as if no matter where he drew it from, he couldn't draw a ten thousandth of the beauty of the other party.For the first time, Lu Yuan realized that his drawing skills were so clumsy. After a long time, he took a deep breath, then picked up the brush again, and carefully outlined the first stroke of the painting.

"I don't know when I'll see you again."