When the cannon fodder gets the golden finger [Transmigration Book]

Sitting opposite Lu Mingyuan, Zhao Xueyang fell into a brief silence after the unpleasant topic ended.Lu Mingyuan turned his back to lift the hot water from the stove, hiding the hostility on his face.

Zhao Xueyang silently watched the night outside the curtain.All the lights in the entire garden were not on, and the distant scenery could not be seen. Only the small pavilion in the garden was lit, and it was dark outside, and there was a sense of nothingness in a trance.

"So," Lu Mingyuan continued the tea for him. "Are you planning to join me in politics?"

Zhao Xueyang took a sip of tea, and answered irrelevant questions, "When I came here, the sky was the same cloud, it was getting late, and I'm afraid it will snow soon."

He shook his head and said with a chuckle, "I won't send you far."

Zhao Xueyang nodded, put down the half-drinked tea and got up, "I will leave." After speaking, he turned and lifted the veil and left.

Walking along the vermilion bridge corridor, not far away, I saw a few black shadows standing in the place where I came, and when I got closer, Zhao Xi, who was taller than the maidservant beside me, appeared.

Zhao Xi walked all the way here from the main hall of Xiangluan Palace, and just after waiting for a while, Zhao Xueyang came out.

"Your Highness." He hurried up to him to say hello.

"Well," he nodded, looked at Zhao Xi in the dark, and said in a low voice, "Going back."

"Okay." Zhao Xi sniffed, and followed behind him step by step, still able to avoid the cold.

When they walked out of the palace and passed through the imperial garden, thin snowflakes floated up, which first fell on their shoulders and quickly melted away, and then gradually stayed on top.

As a southerner, Zhao Xi seldom sees snow, so he blew on his shoulder excitedly and curiously, and the hoarfrost on it quickly turned into water mist and disappeared.

"Hurry up, it will snow heavily in a while." Zhao Xueyang reminded.

"okay."

After a while, it turned into heavy snow.When they returned to Qiming Palace, both of them were covered with hoarfrost, Zhao Xueyang had it all over his hair, and Zhao Xi took off the fur to remove the snow from it.He was in a hurry just now, and he couldn't help breathing faster.

"Servant, go get some hot water." Liu Fu said, and hurried outside.

Over there, Xiaoyue waited on Zhao Xueyang to take off her cloak, and warmed herself by the stove with her hands.Zhao Xi was not in a hurry to keep warm, so he went to the window and opened it for a while, lying there watching the snow.He had never personally seen such a large amount of snow. Accompanied by the cold wind hovering in the air, it fluttered and fell down, messing up the night sky into balls of white cotton wool.

The lights in the house reflected in his eyes, with a yearning expression on his face, he murmured softly: "It's snowing..."

Seeing him fascinated, Liu Fu kindly wanted to remind him to change his wet clothes quickly.He was about to speak with a smile, but Zhao Xueyang stopped him with a look.

"Hey——" She looked at Zhao Xueyang suspiciously, not knowing why, so she lowered her head and continued to roast with the cloak in her arms.

Zhao Xueyang glanced over there, rubbed his hands together and continued to warm the fire.

Zhao Xi looked at it for a while, and after blowing the wind for a while, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and the freshness was not enough to shiver from the cold.

"Your Highness, let this servant go to change clothes." He closed the window, turned around and said to Zhao Xueyang.

Zhao Xueyang didn't raise his head, and said "Mmm".Instead, Liu Fu glanced at him and smiled at him.

When I went out, I happened to meet Xiaoyue who came in with water. She opened her eyes wide and exclaimed, "Oh! Why haven't you changed your clothes yet, sir, be careful of catching a cold."

The atmosphere in the room was always quiet, and Zhao Xi was startled by her call.

"I'm not going here, it's all right."

Zhao Xi went back to the house and changed his clothes. Before going out, he thought of something, and went back to the closet to put the copybook in his bosom. Zhao Xueyang had the pen and paper, and he could practice calligraphy during the vigil tonight.

After Zhao Xueyang took a hot bath, he sat on the edge of the bed in his underwear, half of his legs in his clothes, and half of his arm was exposed, which Zhao Xi had rubbed for him for a long time.Zhao Xi's hands were sore, and he finally spoke.

"Okay, it's alright."

"Yes, Your Highness." They trembled slightly when they closed their hands.Zhao Xi went to wash his hands, put on his clothes for him, and tied his belt.Waiting for him to go to bed.

"I want to show respect." Zhao Xueyang said indifferently, drinking too much water at Lu Mingyuan's place before.

When he finished urinating and finally returned to the bed, Zhao Xi couldn't wait to turn off the light, and when he turned around to go outside, he saw Zhao Xueyang lying on the bed and looking at him with bright eyes.

"?" Zhao Xi stared at him suspiciously.

Zhao Xueyang closed his eyes, turned over and turned his back to him.

He didn't care about it for some reason, and after he went out, he turned off all the lights in the room, leaving the two lamps beside the desk, sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat and took out a copybook to practice calligraphy.

"What are you doing, why don't you turn off the lights?" Zhao Xueyang's sleepless voice came from inside.

"..." Zhao Xi was silent, and said embarrassedly: "Your Highness, can't you sleep with the light on? The servant will turn it off now."

"Ah."

Zhao Xi had no choice but to blow out the candle, and sat in front of the desk with his chin on his hands in the dark.I decided to wait for him to fall asleep before practicing. According to experience, Zhao Xueyang fell asleep very quickly.

"Where are you?" said the inside again. "Come inside."

Zhao Xi helplessly thought how Zhao Xueyang looked like he had taken the wrong medicine today, and while groping into the dark, he said, "Here we come."

According to the rules, Zhao Xi in the inner room had to sit on the footrest to sleep, and Zhao Xueyang didn't ask him to do so, so he usually slept on the outer tavern for one night, and he didn't like to sleep on the footrest.

After touching the edge of the bed and sitting down, the sound of the fabric on the bed being rubbed, Zhao Xueyang turned over.

"Ah—" Zhao Xi yawned uncontrollably, gave up the idea of ​​practicing calligraphy, slid to the ground, and leaned his head against the edge of the bed. "It's getting late, Your Highness, go to sleep."

"Hmm." His voice was very soft. "Before in Xiangluan Palace, did someone make things difficult for you?"

"Huh? No wow, why did His Highness say that?" Zhao Xi couldn't turn his head when he fell asleep, and he didn't draw back.

"I just heard that Concubine Feng Gui is quite domineering, and the people in the palace behave like the master. I'm afraid they will make things difficult for you." He explained, his tone didn't change, but Zhao Xi just felt that something was different. inside.

scary

The sixth sense drove away the drowsiness, Zhao Xi took two seconds to consider the pros and cons, and said along with him: "Indeed, at that time, the noble concubine summoned the servants to go to the hall for questioning, and the servants' legs were so frightened that their legs went limp."

"Oh?" Zhao Xueyang's voice turned cold, "How dare you hide this from me?"

"Your Highness, forgive me." Zhao Xi had already come to his senses, but his voice seemed a little lazy on purpose. "The noble concubine asked the servant to report to her on weekdays, but the servant did not agree, because she was afraid that you would misunderstand her, so she didn't know what to say. The noble concubine is full of majesty, and the majesty makes the servant frightened."

The person on the bed chuckled twice, "Then you still dare to refuse her? She wants to deal with you, and I can't protect you."

"Your Highness," Zhao Xi panicked, "It was you who freed the servants from the hardships of being a servant. If one servant does not serve two masters, the servants will never do treasonous things!"

"You are not afraid of death?"

"......Afraid."

"..."

"But slaves still have principles, which are more important than life." Zhao Xi hurriedly expressed his attitude.

"Oh." Zhao Xueyang said.He turned over and stopped talking, his sober eyes curled up in the dark, filled with a smile.

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