Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

After another half a month, Jiang Mi's estrus period can be regarded as passed safely.

However, there are more and more official affairs accumulated in Bianjing Chaotang, many of which have to be handled by Cheng Zhan himself, not to mention that the left minister is in prison, and the trend of the court changes day by day. Cheng Zhan has been away from Beijing for several months, and it cannot be delayed any longer .

Some important ministers from the court even drove over by ferry in person, persuading Cheng Zhan to go back.

Now that Cheng Zhan wanted to secure his seat as emperor, he naturally couldn't deal with Jiangshan Sheji at will. He also knew in his heart that if he delayed for one more day, the knife in his hand would become duller.

A king with a blunt sword is never easy to convince.

Cheng Zhan sat in the study room, with cold eyes, lowered brows, pale fingertips resting on his forehead, a strand of black hair fell down on his porcelain-white face, his expression was cold, and he didn't make a statement.

The courtier who came across the night had black eyes, stood in the lower position, bowed to salute, and said with a sad face: "The old minister knows that His Majesty has important matters to deal with, but His Majesty has not yet settled down in this country, so don't do it lightly now." Ah, His Majesty has to do all the matters above the court personally, Your Majesty, I beg you to think twice before you act, the life of an old minister is not important, but Your Majesty has been hiding his strength for many years, so it cannot be ruined now."

That courtier is an old man who has followed Cheng Zhan for many years. At first, he only thought that His Majesty had no intention of governing, and he could do nothing but sigh in his heart. However, His Majesty seems to have woken up in recent years, and he also knows that he wants to be a wise king. Prime Minister Zuo had ulterior motives, and he diligently helped Cheng Chan secure his seat.

But now that the arrow is on the string, and it is the time when it has to be launched, His Majesty has left instead to come to such a remote place.

It was also because the facts of the court could not be suppressed, so the courtiers came to look for Cheng Zhan.

The courtiers were silent, and there was silence in the study.

After a long while, Cheng Zhan spoke in a low voice, with his right arm resting on the dark wooden table, his cuff moved up to reveal his slender and pale wrist bones, and his eyes drooped, "I have plans to go back, the left is only one or two Day, you don't have to say any more."

The courtier's chest was sunken downward, and he let out a breath of foul air quietly, his shoulders slumped and his spine arched, "Your Majesty is holy."

After Cheng Chen left, Cheng Chan was left alone in the study.

Sparse sunlight casts from the window sills, and fine dust floats in the air.

Cheng Zhan's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, reflecting a small dim silhouette, his left arm propping his forehead half covered the sunlight, and his right face was covered in gloom, blurred, making it difficult to see clearly.

Cheng Zhan sat alone in the study for a long time.

-

Jiang Mi's estrus period was completely over, so he was going to tell Cheng Zhan and wait to go back.

When Jiang Mi went to look for him, Cheng Zhan seemed to have expected it, and he didn't feel displeased or unwilling at all, and he didn't try to keep Jiang Mi any longer.

The dense mist on the teacup surrounded Cheng Zhan's slightly drooping eyebrows and eyes.

"Your Majesty, the time has passed, and now I am going back."

Jiang Mi said with a chuckle, and he thought about it for a while, what should he do if Cheng Zhan stops him or doesn't let him leave for the time being.

But Cheng Chan tapped lightly on the wall of the cup with his fingertips, his eyes only fell on the tea, he didn't even look at Jiang Mi, his posture was calm, as if he was indifferent to Jiang Mi's departure, "Well, I will send someone You went back."

Things went much smoother than expected, Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan with a pair of amorous eyes through the mist, and suddenly he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a little strangeness in his heart.

Although I don't know whether Cheng Zhan still likes me, but it seems that that obsession has disappeared, which should be a... good thing for the two of them.

After thinking for a while, the corners of Jiang Mi's mouth curled up, his eyes narrowed, he stopped thinking, and said calmly, "Okay, thank you Your Majesty."

Jiang Mi was dressed in indigo blue clothes, his black hair was tied up, and he turned around and raised his feet to leave.

Cheng Zhan, who had been lowering his eyes behind him, suddenly raised his head at this moment, the back of his hand was tense, his fingertips curled up, his face was filled with forbearance and complex affection, he gave a low laugh, half-sarcastically, half-sarcastically.

"You are really happy to come, and you are also happy to leave."

Jiang Mi paused, and turned his head in confusion.

But seeing Cheng Zhan looking at him coldly, "You really don't care at all."

Jiang Mi glanced at him, but he didn't understand what Cheng Zhan said he didn't care about.

Cheng Zhan brushed away the teacup in his hand, and the boiling hot tea dripped all over the table. He walked up to Jiang Mi in a few steps, staring at Jiang Mi with his eyes, as if he wanted to eat Jiang Mi. .

Cheng Zhan gritted his teeth tightly, and there was a bit of seductive flush at the end of his eyes, which seemed to be resentment and grievance.

"Jiang Mi, what do you think of me?"

He pressed Jiang Mi, eager to get an answer, Cheng Zhan saw that Jiang Mi frowned slightly, and remained silent.

But Cheng Zhan seemed to have softened his feet, he showed his affection nakedly, held it in front of Jiang Mi, and begged Jiang Mi to give him a look, he had never done this before.

Jiang Mi's hesitation embarrassed him, made him sore, Cheng Zhan red-eyed, and grabbed Jiang Mi's collar fiercely, making a gesture of kissing, but more like biting.

Jiang Mi lightly pinched Cheng Chan's slender nape of the neck. He didn't use any strength, and it wouldn't hurt him, but it made Cheng Chan unable to move.

Jiang Mi looked down at the angry Cheng Zhan, feeling a little tricky. After thinking for a while, Jiang Mi lowered his head halfway and approached Cheng Zhan. stare straight at each other.

"Is your majesty going back to Beijing in the near future..." Jiang Mi heard this news casually from his subordinates, and he continued, "If the situation in the court stabilizes, your majesty will be at ease. If your mind remains unchanged, you can Go back to this town, maybe at that time, I can give His Majesty an answer."

Seeing that Cheng Zhan didn't speak, Jiang Mi moved closer, and asked "Huh?" in a low voice.

Cheng Zhan was silent for a while, as if evaluating the truth of Jiang Mi's words, his eyes sharpened like an eagle's beak, and they were full of aggression. He locked Jiang Mi tightly, and the once invincible tyrant seemed to reappear in In front of Jiang Mi.

"If you still dare to lie to me, I won't let you go."

Cheng Chan spoke harsh words, but his hands held onto Jiang Mi's cuff tightly without letting go.

Jiang Mi chuckled, feeling a little helpless, "Your Majesty, I will not lie to you again."

When Cheng Zhan left today, Jiang Mi gave a piece of it to him, and then went back the same way, and came to Jiang Man's small courtyard.

Jiang Man opened the door and came over to take a look, she was stunned, her almond eyes widened.

"……Ami?"

She called out tentatively.

"It's me." The corners of Jiang Mi's mouth curled up.

"Why did you come back so soon, are you alone?" Jiang Man asked in a murmur.

Jiang Mi made a gesture and looked back a few times, pretending to be puzzled, "Is there anyone else but me?"

Jiang Man hurriedly shook her head, shaking off the wild thoughts in her mind, "No, no, hey, come back, come back, I'll tell Senior."

Then Jiang Man trotted back into the house and called Yue Liang a few times.

Yue Liang fiddled with the pearl hairpin on his head, and walked out gracefully, talking to Jiang Man as he walked, "The child came back so soon..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Jiang Mi standing at the gate of the courtyard. She glanced at Jiang Mi, and then glanced behind Jiang Mi, "Why are you alone?"

Jiang Man secretly tugged Yue Liang's skirt, and reminded in a low voice: "Senior, Ami came back alone, so don't ask."

"Alone?" Yue Liangliu frowned slightly.

She was not as reserved as Jiang Man, and she said bluntly: "You child, what about your majesty, what about others, could it be that your child came back intact like this?"

Jiang Mi didn't answer right away, but closed the courtyard door with his backhand. What Yue Liang said was intact, including what should be damaged, Jiang Mi didn't bother to study it carefully, "Well, I came back alone, he returned to Beijing."

Yue Liang's slender fingers exaggeratedly covered his red lips, "Oh my God, someone kicked your child."

Jiang Man was so shocked that she quickly grabbed Yue Liang's hand, "Senior, don't talk nonsense."

She still can't accept Yue Liang making jokes about His Majesty and Jiang Mi.

Jiang Mi didn't care about this, and didn't answer Yue Liang's words.

When eating at noon.

Yue Liang held wooden chopsticks, poked the rice in the bowl, poked it, looked at Jiang Mi, and sighed.

After just a few back and forth, Jiang Mi finally raised his eyes.

"Senior, just ask whatever you want."

Although Jiang Man didn't agree, there was faint curiosity in Xing's eyes.

Seeing Jiang Mi let go, Yue Liang smiled immediately, "Did something happen to you?"

Jiang Man picked up the soup bowl discreetly, watching quietly with her eyes.

Jiang Mi said calmly, feeling a little helpless about Yue Liang's question, "No."

Yue Liang glanced at him and knew what Jiang Mi said was true, so he asked again, "Then His Majesty really returned to Beijing just like that?"

Hearing this, Jiang Mi lowered his eyes, remembering the situation of Cheng Zhan before leaving, he paused, "Maybe he will come back."

In fact, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. Many times before, he was unwilling to follow the old plot of the original book, was overthrown by the rebel party, and died in the palace. In this mission world, he still survived. Selfish.

Jiang Mi didn't regret what he promised Cheng Zhan before he left. If he hadn't had so much thought in his heart, he wouldn't have let go so easily.

If you don't hate it, if you don't resist it and still have some expectation, then you can try it.

Try to see how far he and Cheng Zhan can go. After all, now that the hero of the original book, Li Haizhen, is in jail, the plot of the original book may not happen again.

Yue Liang saw that Jiang Mi's expression was a little complicated, so he didn't continue to ask any more questions, but secretly thought about when that His Majesty would come back.

She knew from the very beginning that His Majesty and Jiang Mi could not have ended so hastily.

Jiang Man pulled Yueliang's cuff, signaling her to eat.

Apart from chatting at the dinner table, no one mentioned anything about Cheng Chan.

In this small town, life went on like this day by day.

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half year later.

Now around July, the town is located in the lower reaches of the Huai River. Every year at this time, there will be a period of plum rains. The plum trees next door are already ripe, hanging on the branches, wrapped in red. some powder.

During these days, the sky is often cloudy, with continuous drizzle, the bluestone pavement in the alley is always wet and sticky, and the corners are covered with moss.

The clothes hung on the porch look damp even after drying.

The rain can fall as soon as it is said, causing people to carry oil-paper umbrellas when they go out.

On this day, it began to rain again.

Yue Liang couldn't stay in the small yard, so he ran out to play early.

And Jiang Man also visited the house of the aunt next door, as if she wanted to learn a new style of pastry.

On the eaves outside the house, rainwater slid down the rubble, and then fell onto the bluestone floor, tick-tock.

Jiang Mi was holding a book of words to pass the time in his hand, with his fingertips resting on the end of the page. He had just turned a page when there was a knock on the courtyard door outside.

Jiang Mi responded without hesitation. At this point, Jiang Man should be back.

The room was fairly close to the courtyard gate, so Jiang Mi didn't take an umbrella.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, the drizzle had already wet his shoulders.

Jiang Mi opened the courtyard door calmly, and said with a slight smile, "You're back?"

But when he raised his eyes, he saw an azure oiled paper umbrella.

A pale, bony hand held a bamboo umbrella handle, and the umbrella covered half of the man's face, only revealing his light-colored lips.

Following Jiang Mi's questioning, the man raised the umbrella lightly, and the rain dripped down.

Jiang Mi's hands were still on the edge of the courtyard door, he looked at the person in front of him, and was slightly taken aback.

"came back."

After the man under the umbrella answered, there was a smile on his face, the tails of his eyes were upturned, and the drizzle from the south was reflected in his clear eyes, and Jiang Mi was also reflected in them.

Jiang Mi covered her nose with her fingertips, looked away, and couldn't help laughing.

"His Majesty."