The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Wen Jue unconsciously lost his mind, but his eyes still stayed on Jiang Qingrou's body, and he didn't move away for a long time.

Jiang Qingrou was so looked at that he almost thought that the other party had taken a fancy to her.

Even for a moment, Yin Wujiu thought too much.

So he couldn't help but took a few steps forward, stood in front of Jiang Qingrou, and cut off Wen Jue's sight.

The purpose of his actions was obvious - he didn't want the master's gaze to stay on this inexplicable woman, but when it fell into the eyes of Miss Jiang who was interested in him, it changed the meaning again.

He defends himself like this, could it be... Could it be that he has intentions for himself?

Jiang Qingrou looked at Yin Wujiu's straight back, her heart was beating fast, and her face turned red.

In that state, she looked like a nympho girl in love.

"Does Master think she is pretty?" Yin Wujiu asked.

Although Jiang Qingrou's looks are indeed outstanding, Wen Jue is not straight enough to praise others for their good looks in front of the person he likes. After a pause, he asked back: "What do you think?"

The reason why Wen Jue typed back the question to him was because he didn't want to comment on the little girl he just met, and secondly, there was also his selfishness in it.

He just wanted to see: Yin Wujiu's impression of Jiang Qingrou, and wanted to know if the plot of the original novel would affect Yin Wujiu's feelings.

"In my heart, no one is as good-looking as Master." Yin Wujiu almost didn't think about it, so he replied like this.

"Yin Wujiu!" When he said this, he didn't deliberately suppress his voice. Jiang Qingrou was so close, so she naturally heard it. She had a bad temper and stood up angrily.

Yin Wujiu turned around slowly, the tenderness and sweetness when he faced Wen Jue just now were swept away, and he said two words coldly: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Qingrou said angrily: "I admit, your master looks really... really good, but this girl is not bad, okay?"

"Miss Jiang is not bad, what's the matter with Yin?" In fact, according to Yin Wujiu's inner thoughts, this woman is not comparable to his master at all, so in comparison, what he said is more polite up.

In the last second, I was trapped in the pink bubble where the person I like probably also likes me, but in this second, the pink bubble was pierced by the other party's own hands. This feeling is quite... indescribable!

Miss Jiang, who grew up spoiled and loved by thousands of people, never received such cold treatment and blows, stomped her feet angrily, and ran away.

Yin Wujiu knew that what he said was a little rude, but he didn't expect Jiang Qingrou to react so strongly. Seeing the back of the person leaving angrily, he was a little confused for a while.

But this didn't bother him for a long time, Yin Wujiu quickly withdrew his thoughts, when he turned his head, he saw Wen Jue looking at him intently.

"I just met Miss Jiang yesterday, and we are not familiar." He subconsciously explained, as if he was afraid that Wen Jue would think too much.

"Yes, I know." Wen Jue responded lightly, looking at the serious face of the young man, he suddenly laughed.

His face was already pretty, so such a gentle and gentle smile was simply a foul.

Yin Wujiu was almost bewildered, he regained some reason after a while, and asked in a dull voice, "Master...what are you laughing at?"

Wen Jue said, "I'm happy."

"Happy?" Yin Wujiu blinked, obviously a little confused.

Wen Jue put his hands on Yin Wujiu's shoulders, then slowly slid down his arms, holding the hand that was hanging by his side, and then pressed a tender kiss between his brows.

Yin Wujiu has not yet adapted to the changes in his relationship with his master, he was first stunned by his intimate actions, then blushed and heartbeat, his brain was so dizzy that he couldn't even think.

When he was in a daze, he heard Wen Jue whisper in his ear: "No fault to praise me."

It took Yin Wujiu a long while before he realized that what he said was an answer to his previous question.

——Master, he meant, did he say that he praised him...that's why he was happy?

The young man raised his head in astonishment, and bumped into the man's slightly bent eyes. For a moment, he felt love surging in his heart, and it almost softened. How could he remember who Miss Jiang was? Thoughts—it turns out that Master himself has such a childish side!

Speaking of which, he also regretted his reckless confession at the beginning, but now, Yin Wujiu can only feel rejoicing in his heart, rejoicing that he was ignorant and fearless at that time, if not for that time, there would be no result of joining hands with Master today , and he will never know, his master, there are so many appearances that he does not know.

In Prince Ning's mansion, Yin Hongyu drank two glasses of wine, picked up a long whip and fought with his personal guards.

After hundreds of moves, the two of them still couldn't decide the winner. Yin Hongyu gradually became impatient, and when the guard stabbed at him with a sword again, he simply went up to meet him without dodging.

The guard's complexion changed, and it was too late to stop, so he turned his sword to one side in a hurry, just as he was relieved with a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and at the same time he couldn't stand still. Taking a few steps back, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Jin Wei clutched his aching chest from being kicked by Yin Hongyu, and raised his head in astonishment.

Yin Hongyu had obvious displeasure and indifference in his eyes: "Even you look down on me?"

The guard clutched his chest, which was hurting from being kicked, and knelt down on one knee: "This subordinate dare not."

He was clearly apologizing, but this sentence suddenly irritated Yin Hongyu, and he raised his foot and put his foot on Jinwei's clenched hands: "Who made you kneel, get up!" He said no Dare, I don't take this king seriously in my heart at all, I'm just as annoying as that person... just as annoying!

Konoe stood up obediently.

Yin Hongyu picked up the long whip in his hand again, and made a move towards the guard: "This king repeats, show your true strength, if not, you don't have to follow me from now on!"

Jin Wei's face froze slightly, he lowered his head and pursed his lips, and only after a while did he softly answer yes.

In the following time, he finally didn't evade any more, and finally, within a few moves, Yin Hongyu was captured without a fight.

On the slender and fair neck, a bloodstain was wiped out by the sword in the hand of the guard. It seemed that as long as the opponent exerted a little force, he could be killed on the spot.

The guard withdrew his sword almost immediately, and was about to salute and apologize when he saw the person opposite raised his hand and gently touched his neck, then looked at his blood-stained fingertips and laughed.

Konoe looked at the smile, his expressionless face suddenly appeared a little dazed.

"Mo Feixing, so this is your true strength!" Yin Hongyu said.

Konoe lowered his eyes slightly, but did not answer his words.

"No more beatings." Yin Hongyu threw the long whip on Mo Feixing's body, then picked up the jug on the stone table and left the garden slowly.

Mo Feixing looked at his back, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and followed him step by step.

In previous years, except for special days, there was a curfew in the city, but since the government implemented reforms, the curfew has been lifted.

At the top of the moon at this time, the street was full of excitement, Yin Hongyu shuttled through the crowd with a wine jar, walking aimlessly forward.

A few young princes came to meet them, talking about something in their mouths. Yin Hongyu saw that they looked familiar, so he took another look, but found that these people were officials who participated in the imperial examination a year ago, and Changsheng Xinfa actively supported it. Those who - Su Ziqi, Xue Zhao and Meng Chengru.

"Hey, have you heard about it? What happened yesterday?" Xue Zhaoshen asked.

Meng Chengru asked, "What are you referring to?"

"You mean that someone took down the leader of Yunxiu's painting boat last night, but refused to meet the master of Pavilion Yunmiao, right?" Su Zi said, "That's what happened." Xue Zhao nodded, "But do you know the identity of that person? ?”

Su Ziqi: "You know?"

Xue Zhaodao: "I heard that that man is Lord Yin's master. I have heard that Lord Yin's master is an unborn master, but I didn't expect that he has such a good-looking appearance that is astonishing as a heavenly being."

"What do you mean?" Meng Chengru asked.

Xue Zhao told the two gossips about the starter brought back from the market by the family servant, what he said was so exciting and exciting, it made Su Ziqi and the two of them wish they could also go to visit the other man's house right away up.

"Who were you talking about?" Yin Hongyu suddenly grabbed Xue Zhao's arm and asked.

Xue Zhao was startled, and looked back, and was shocked when he saw the person coming: "Ning, King Ning!"

Yin Hongyu completely ignored the three people's surprise when they saw him, and repeated the question just now.

Xue Zhaodao: "My lord, what I'm talking about is Lord Yin, the privy envoy."

Yin Hongyu said: "You said his master, what's wrong?"

His tone was even a little aggressive, Xue Zhao couldn't figure out what he meant, and felt a little confused for a while, but thinking about these things, even if he didn't tell them, the other party would be able to find out, so he chose his words carefully and confessed.

Yin Hongyu paused for a while, then gradually let go of his hand, and then walked forward without saying a word.

"What's wrong with King Ning?" After he left, Meng Chengru asked with some doubts.

Xue Zhaodao: "I didn't know what to say just now, did I?"

Su Ziqi shook his head: "You didn't say anything that would be detrimental to Lord Yin, so it should be fine. I think Prince Ning seems to have drunk a lot, maybe he's just drunk."

Yin Hongyu kept telling himself that the matter of that person had nothing to do with him, but the doubts in his heart still drove him to that house.

In fact, as early as two years ago, he knew that Wen Chongzhou was Wen Jue. On the night of Wen Jue's wedding, he actually woke up midway. After the young man committed suicide, Wen Jue looked helpless and in pain.

He knew that Wen Chongzhou was Yin Wujiu's master, but that man's face was ruined more than ten years ago, so how could he look good.

Filled with curiosity, Yin Hongyu jumped onto the wall and sneaked into Wen Jue's house quietly.

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