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

That night Zhao Xi decided to put the little snake on the table in the middle of the room, and it behaved very well when it was put in, without making any noise.

"Leave him alone, just take it with you when you leave tomorrow." Seeing him lying on the table and watching, Zhao Xueyang was dissatisfied that he was focusing on a snake.

"Hey, how did you know I was going to take it with you?" Zhao Xi didn't think too much, and showed off to him enthusiastically: "I heard from the servants of the animal garden today that this little black snake is non-toxic and docile, but it can be swallowed." Other snakes are very powerful."

Zhao Xueyang hummed, patted his head and didn't speak.

"But it's not surprising," Zhao Xi continued, "I heard that Miaojiang people are best at practicing Gu, and the poison they practice is stronger than ordinary poisons—do you think Xiao Hei is also a Gu king snake? "

"Maybe." He grabbed Zhao Xi, who was still curious, and dragged him onto the bed with his arms around his waist.

"I have to leave very early tomorrow. I haven't had a good rest in the first few days, and I may not sleep well in the next few days. Go to bed early tonight."

Zhao Xi let out a cry of surprise, but didn't struggle, and let him drag him away.

However, he slept a lot during the day, but couldn't fall asleep at night. It was still early, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He lay on the outside of the bed, turned over to face the room, and looked at the decorations in the room.

"Xueyang, the lights are still on."

"Just put the bed net down."

With a soft snort, he sat up and put down the curtain.

The light on the bed dimmed, and the scene outside was vague.

"Are you tired?" Without looking outside, he turned over and spoke to Zhao Xueyang's profile.

Zhao Xueyang was lying on his back in a straight sleeping position with his pillow on the porcelain pillow.The perfect profile face was facing him, with slender eyelashes, a straight nose, and pale lips.

The eyelashes trembled, and the lips parted slightly: "I'm not tired."

Zhao Xi looked at it for a while, and remembered that he was different from himself. He went to the barracks to set up manpower almost without rest when he arrived at the palace.

There was only one porcelain pillow, and he wasn't used to it, so he didn't put anything on it.Wei Wei leaned forward and kissed Zhao Xueyang's nose: "Go to sleep."

When it was over, he retreated back, preparing to secretly lift the curtain and continue looking outside.Zhao Xueyang stretched out his right hand, locked him by his side, and kissed him on the forehead with a light smile.

"Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

After a while, the sound of even breathing sounded in his ears, and Zhao Xi stared at the top of the bed in a daze.

He is really not sleepy...

The room was very quiet, with Zhao Xueyang's steady breathing in his ears, and the breath was still a little comfortable in his ears, and then there was the sound of Xiao Hei making noises in the box.

He listened to the movement, wondering if the little black snake was hitting the box.

"Kukou—" There was a moderate knock on the door.

It sounds very cautious.

Zhao Xi was hugged, and his bright black eyes rolled around.

There was another knock on the door.

He really wanted to agree and told him not to knock, but he was afraid of disturbing Zhao Xueyang, so he gently took his hand away.

This process took a long time, and the person who knocked on the door seemed impatient, pushed the door open and walked in.

Just as Zhao Xi opened the curtain, he saw a red figure approaching from outside, and stopped with his outstretched hand.

"Have you rested, son?" The voice was delicate, and the deliberately low voice was hoarse and charming.

Zhao Xi: "..."

what's the situation? !

"Since you went to Anjing, Ah Ling has been thinking about you all the time." She seemed a little nervous, her voice was trembling, Zhao Xi saw behind the unclear gauze curtain, she moved, as if something was off— —Some intriguing colors can be vaguely seen.

"Master... Ah Ling misses you very much."

Zhao Xi was really embarrassed now.

It is said that this Ah Ling was Zhao Xueyang's former maid.In ancient times, the boys of everyone were sensible early, and the room maid was actually very normal, but no matter whether Zhao Xueyang touched her or not, it was always before him.

This relationship has not been broken yet, the person is still kept in the house, and the pillow mat is here in the middle of the night!

Zhao Xueyang has always been a light sleeper, and now he woke up, but looked at him with a little confusion.Obviously didn't understand what was going on.

"Huh?" The candles outside were still on, and the bed curtains covered some of the light, but it wasn't dark, but the light was a little dim.He clearly saw some strange expressions on Zhao Xi's face, as well as awkward eyes.

After a long time no response, Ah Ling bit her lip and said.

"Your Highness, please let Ah Ling serve you!"

"..."

Zhao Xueyang: "Who let you in? Get out."

"Your Highness atones." Ah Ling's voice sounded terrified and shy. "A Ling has been waiting for you for so many years, not asking for a name, just, just asking for you..."

She spoke with a crying voice, and said aggrievedly: "The servant girl was originally sent by the princess to serve you."

Zhao Xueyang almost forgot about Ah Ling, this is his 13-year-old girl sent by the princess, she was already two years older than him, and he didn't touch her at that time.After going to Anjing for three years, I didn't expect this girl to be still raised in his yard.

I guess I'm not too young, so if I go on, it will be delayed, so let the housekeeper arrange for a family.

He rubbed his forehead with a headache, and was about to scold her to go out when Zhao Xi coughed.

"Ahem, interrupting His Majesty's good business."

Ah Ling hadn't heard Zhao Xueyang's voice for a long time, but she remembered the man's voice at noon today, and her face turned pale when she heard that.

Coupled with Zhao Xueyang's scolding just now - there are clearly two people behind this tent!

It was originally just a private matter in the room, but I didn't expect there to be more

The third person was present, and it was still a man. Ah Ling blinked and looked, picked up the coat on the ground and put it on quickly, unable to react.

"Tonight, I will pretend that nothing happened. You can go back." Zhao Xueyang's voice was a little unhappy.This situation is very embarrassing, Ah Ling bit her lip, ran out sobbing.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhao Xi lay back and turned over to sleep.

The room was quiet again, neither of them spoke.Zhao Xueyang seemed really exhausted, he fell asleep after lightly scratching his hair.

Xiao Hei in the room didn't make trouble any more, and quietly cooperated with the atmosphere.

Zhao Xi tossed and turned for a long time, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

The weather was fine the next day.

The next day, Zhao Xueyang could do it before dawn. He never sleeps too much.Zhao Xi at the side was sleeping with a blanket in his arms, blushing.

It was very hot at night, and it was a little cool in the morning.

"Xiao Xizi, wake up." Zhao Xueyang shook him and grabbed the quilt from his arms.

Zhao Xi opened his eyes in a daze, saw him hang up the bed curtain and went down.

"Get up, we don't need to go to the barracks, the hundred people I ordered yesterday go first, we can go after breakfast."

Zhao Xi quickly got up, and a servant sent him riding clothes and a big bag.He counted things one by one:

"Water sac, short knife, dagger, map, gold sore medicine, a bag of strong wine, and various antidotes."

The luggage was bulging and not light, so he folded it carefully and put it back.I thought it should be made in the style of a backpack, after all, it is more convenient.

But it's too late now.

"Hey, come here!" Zhao Xi had an idea, and called the person who was waiting on the side to stop. "You go and give me some women's needles and threads, and some fabrics. Out of the needles and threads, there are scissors. Two pieces of three feet of fabric will do."

That person is a servant of the palace and a relatively important confidant, and he is also accompanying him this time.

So he has a bit of Zhao Xi's identity.

It was heard that Zhao Xueyang had a male favorite in the palace, who even made the prince and concubine recognize him as a godson.It is not difficult to guess the identity of the man who came out of the palace.

He didn't care much about Zhao Xi in his heart, but he also complained about Zhao Xueyang leading him. He was almost dumbfounded to hear that he wanted some things for female celebrities.

"This, this subordinate doesn't understand, what do you want these for?" He couldn't help being puzzled, he looked at Zhao Xi with dissatisfaction, and his words were a little presumptuous. "This trip is full of dangers. The mountains are full of poisonous beasts. I'm afraid there will be no time for you to do needlework leisurely."

The tone is full of irony.

Zhao Xi thought it wouldn't be difficult to make a simple drawstring backpack, right?Sew it stronger, and sew two shoulder straps, it is much more convenient than a bag.

Although he is not good at needlework, he sewed clothes and trousers by himself when he was a child. At least he knows how to use them. It shouldn't be difficult.

"You don't care what to do, if you tell you to go, you go." He could see that this person didn't like him, and he didn't intend to break anything with him, so he just ordered.

This man is a young man with wheat-colored skin and a childish face, he seems to be about the same age as Zhao Xueyang.Hearing the words, he was quite disdainful, so he had to refute.

"Ah Kui, has the master ordered you not to move?" Zhao Xueyang said coldly.

The young man named A Kui immediately stopped talking, and bowed his hands in a polite salute: "This subordinate will go get ready."

He backed off and glanced at Zhao Xi unconvinced.

Zhao Xi pretended he hadn't seen it, and sat down to eat breakfast, thinking about how to draw a backpack with a string in his mind.

"What do you want those for?" Zhao Xueyang asked, serving him a bowl of porridge.

"I want to make a backpack, it's more convenient." He said. "It's just a drawstring, just tie the rope, and then sew a double shoulder strap, which saves effort and is more convenient to carry on the back."

"Like a basket?"

"Well, it's about the same, but the fabric is more space-saving. But the people in your palace still recognize the master." Remember Akui's hatred.

Zhao Xueyang smiled helplessly: "Ah Kui grew up with me. He has been by my side since he was a child. He is different from others. He is young and vigorous, so don't mind him."

"What do I mind?" Zhao Xi said in a slurred mouthful of porridge. "Young people have big tempers, which is understandable."

A Kui is 19 years old, the same age as Zhao Xi, I don't know where his tone of a few years older comes from.

Zhao Xueyang glanced at him speechlessly.

Half an hour later, they rode out from the west gate. A Kui straddled his bundle behind his back, Zhao Xi also carried his small bundle containing needlework, and they rode their horses towards the mountains to the west.

Hundreds of people have already sneaked over at night, and they will not set off with great fanfare in the blue sky and daylight. They have already found a place to lurk in the deep mountains, waiting for them.

After traveling for seven or eight miles, the fertile fields and land around me gradually decreased, and the slopes and hills, large and small, gradually came into view, and it became even more desolate if I walked forward.

The people in front left clues, Zhao Xueyang rode forward along the clues that were not obvious, the road became more and more difficult to walk, weeds and thorns were overgrown, and it gradually became unsuitable for horses to cross the road.

About two hours after leaving the city, Zhao Xi looked around and found that he had already entered the dense forest, surrounded by wild grass and trees, the sun shone through the trees very little on the ground, and almost all of them were moist ferns.

"It shouldn't be far away." A Kui got off his horse, pushed aside the grass to look at the scratches under a tree, and said in the left direction.

Zhao Xueyang and Zhao Xi also came down, they squatted down and wrapped a thick soft cloth on the horse's hoof, and then put the whip and the bridle to press it.

Zhao Xueyang flicked the rope, pulled the maroon horse back, and slapped the horse's buttocks. "Go."

The three horses ran in the direction they came from, and soon disappeared.The horseshoes were wrapped in soft cloth, and the sound became very small.

Zhao Xueyang turned around and walked to the left, taking a stick to explore the way. "We have to walk the rest of the way by ourselves, be careful on your feet."

A Kui tidied up his baggage and opened the way ahead.

Zhao Xi followed closely behind, and Zhao Xueyang was at the rear.

There is wet moss under their feet, and weeds are overgrown. They turned back to hide their tracks while walking, and their speed was very slow.The bag in front of Zhao Xi moved slightly, and Xiao Hei poked his head out to observe slowly.

Zhao Xi looked down at it, and continued walking forward without making a sound.

[The author has something to say: Hahahaha, the prince used to have a lot of peach blossoms

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Still a well-behaved man

Waiting for them to rescue, the bones of King Huaiyang are completely cold

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