Beloved by the Universe [Quick Transmigration]

Xingye didn't know that there was a conspiracy against him, and approached with the increasingly obvious favor of Emperor Jing Zhao.

The most distressing thing for him now is that he has an overly smart companion Ji Linxi who treats him with some malice.

And he was counting on his fingers, and the day of leaving the palace came day by day.

What will be outside the palace?Starry Night, who has been in the Forbidden Palace since he was conscious, can only think of sweet and all kinds of sweets and pastries.

So he began to search for various books about gossip outside the palace, but he was young and knew only a limited number of characters, so he could only find someone who could read to him. However, Emperor Jing Zhao was busy with government affairs, so it was impossible to read to him every day. Qin Liangye It's not that free either.

Ji Linxi saw a stack of books in Xingye's hands, he approached curiously, and quickly pulled out the books in Xingye's hands: "Going to the Beijing Scenery Examination? What are you looking at?"

Knowing that he couldn't snatch it back, Xingye silently hugged the rest of the book tightly, with a serious expression on his face: "What does it have to do with you? If you say you like it, His Highness will reward you with this book."

Although Emperor Jing Zhao didn't like to restrain Xingye with etiquette, Xingye had learned everything he should learn, but he was reluctant to use it before: "It's nothing, just step back."

Ji Linxi didn't seem to hear what Xingye said, he flipped through the book he snatched twice: "Can you understand this book?"

Although Ji Linxi is precocious, he also holds grudges. He was so embarrassed by Xingye when they first met, and he was more malicious towards Xingye who had originally harbored ill intentions towards Xingye.

Xingye didn't answer. He walked to the door of the study with the book in his arms. In fact, most of the time, Ji Linxi acted like a normal and excellent companion. Ji Linxi is indeed smart about the playfulness and ignorance among children, he has a good grasp of his emotions, even the hidden guards sent by Emperor Jing Zhao can't see anything.

But Xingye is already extremely sensitive, not to mention that Ji Linxi did show his bad side to Xingye intentionally or unintentionally, perhaps because Ji Linxi must maintain his precocious and polite image whether in the Hou Mansion or in front of others, so when facing In front of the little prince who was the same age as his concubine brother and looked soft and easy to bully, Ji Linxi couldn't hide the darkness in his heart that had nowhere to vent.

"If you don't like me, I will tell my father and send you back." Xing Ye, who was standing at the door, said.

Ji Linxi was taken aback for a moment, but he was not frightened at all. He stood still and looked at Xingye who wanted to leave: "I know a secret, do you want to know?"

Xingye didn't turn her head back: "I don't want to."

Ji Linxi was a little surprised. He knew how attractive things like secrets are to children of this age, but why does this little prince seem to have no interest at all?

Xingye didn't know Ji Linxi's mood at this time, and he didn't care. He held Xiao Huang and held the book, and met Fu Yu at the gate of Chang'an Pavilion.

Xingye's arms were already a little sore at this time, he walked up to Fuyu with small steps: "Cousin..."

No matter how many times he heard it, Fuyu always felt uncomfortable with Xingye's title. He naturally reached out to take the stack of books in Xingye's hand: "Don't call me cousin in the future, just call me brother."

Xingye hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "I already have an older brother."

The soft color in Fuyu's eyes darkened instantly, and he gently pushed back the broken hair on Xingye's forehead: "It's okay, then you can call me Brother Fuyu."

Having rejected Fu Yu just now, Xing Ye felt embarrassed to deny it now, he paused for a moment, and obediently called out under Fu Yu's smiling gaze: "Brother Fu Yu."

"Xingye is very interested in things outside the palace?" Fu Yu flipped through the book on his lap.

Xingye nodded: "Father said that he would take me out of the palace on my birthday."

birthday?Fu Yu's hand paused: "Is there anything Xingye wants?"

He was already very happy to leave the palace, Xingye shook his head: "No."

Thinking of Xingye's life in the cold palace before being brought back by Emperor Jing Zhao, Fu Yu didn't ask any more questions, but only felt a deeper dislike for Qin Yu in his heart, but Qin Yu couldn't die now.

Fortunately, there are too many ways in this world to make people live or die. Before doing this, let Qin Yu live and experience it.

"Brother Fu Yu... are you here to find Emperor Father?" Xing Ye suddenly asked,

How could Fuyu come to find Emperor Jing Zhao?In fact, Fu Yu seldom met with Emperor Jing Zhao unless it was necessary. He was naturally indifferent, and Fu Yu didn't have much affection even for the former crown prince. Many people thought that his temperament changed drastically because of the departure of the crown prince and his wife. Actually not, Fu Yu has always been very clear that he doesn't care much about everything in this world, including his life.

Until he met his little cousin, Fuyu experienced all kinds of emotions for the first time. Worry, concern, joy, anger, sorrow and joy were all bred because of his little cousin. This feeling was novel and interesting. It is also addictive.

Fu Yu once saw a subordinate doting on the youngest brother in the family, he didn't understand at that time, but now he understands, he is also willing to put Xingye in his palm and dote on him, and hold everything in his hands.

Fuyu even considered that when Xingye grows up and wants to be emperor, he will use his power to fulfill Xingye's wish.

"Long time no see Starry Night, let's come and see Starry Night."

Xingye's apricot eyes were bright, he clasped his palms together, and begged in a somewhat angry tone: "Then brother Fuyu, can you do me a favor?"

Seeing Fu Yu nod his head, Xing Ye continued: "I want to read some books, but I don't know many characters in these books, can Brother Fu Yu teach me?"

"How about I read it to Xingye?"

"After Xingye's birthday, I will slowly teach Xingye how to read." Fuyu's tone was like a hunter who kidnapped a little white rabbit: "When Xingye comes to Changxin Palace, I will teach you whatever you want to learn."

Fuyu knew that Xingye was reading with Emperor Jing Zhao before, but Emperor Jing Zhao was very busy, so he found a companion to read for Xingye: "Your Majesty hasn't found a satisfactory teacher yet, how about Xingye learn from me first?"

Xingye agreed without hesitation for a long time, and then took Fuyu to the study to listen to him study.

Ji Linxi still did not leave the study room. After entering the Forbidden Palace with his companion, he returned to the mansion twice a month. He now lives in a side hall of a palace that is relatively close to Xingqing Palace. Although it is relatively close, it is not convenient to come and go. So Ji Linxi usually comes to Chang'an Pavilion in the early morning and only leaves Chang'an Pavilion for dinner.

Ji Linxi turned around when she heard the movement, she thought it was the little prince who had returned, but she didn't expect that there was someone behind him.

There are only so many masters in the Forbidden Palace, not to mention sitting in a wheelchair. Ji Linxi knew who the visitor was almost instantly. He was a little surprised. After all, in his opinion, the prince and the little prince should be very difficult to deal with. of.

After all, there is the most fundamental conflict of interests between them, the little prince is young and naive, doesn't the prince know about it?Ji Linxi doesn't believe that there will be people who have the opportunity but don't want the supreme seat.

Ji Linxi put away the slight casualness when facing the little prince, but before he could speak, Xingye waved his hand, quite majestic: "Brother Fuyu read to me, you go back first."

Ji Linxi paused, he wanted to say something, but out of a certain keen intuition, he could feel that this prince is a very dangerous person: "I obey the order."

After speaking, Ji Linxi glanced at Fu Yu out of the corner of her eye, and then left.

After Ji Linxi left, Fu Yu let go of the beads in his right hand: "Xingye, do you like your companion?"

Xingye had already taken the initiative to drag a small stool over. Hearing this, he thought for a while: "I'm going to tell my father to let Ji Linxi go back."

Fu Yu narrowed her eyes: "Is it not to your liking?"

Xingye sat on the small stool, dangling his legs, and said honestly: "I don't think he likes me very much."

Fu Yu's habitual gentleness on the surface has completely disappeared, and his voice is slightly cold: "He is a minister, you are a king, how dare he not like you?"

Xingye waved his hand indifferently, he doesn't care too much about this aspect, Ji Linxi doesn't like him, and he doesn't have a good impression of Ji Linxi either, if that's the case, then why don't use this companion at all, it just so happens that he doesn't really want a companion read.

Seeing that Xingye didn't want to say more, Fuyu didn't continue, his eyes were cold without any warmth, he opened the book in his hand, and slowly read to Xingye.

After Xingye had dinner with Fuyu, Fuyu left and left the Chang'an Pavilion. The last trace of gentleness on Fuyu's body disappeared. He said to the guard in black clothes who appeared at an unknown time: "Ji Linxi..."

Speaking of this, Fu Yu suddenly stopped, and after a long time he sighed: "That's all."

In the early morning, the autumn dew condensed on the petals, and the coldness of the night had not completely dissipated before seeing Qin Liangye's starry night away, and seeing his companion Ji Linxi who came to Chang'an Pavilion on time.

Qingfeng was still standing in the house and did not retreat. Ji Linxi was neatly dressed, smiled at Yan Yan, and saluted Xingye very respectfully. After Xingye called out, he asked Xingye: "Your Highness, are you going to study in the study today?"

This is an activity that Xingye will have every day after Ji Linxi arrives in the Forbidden Palace, because Emperor Jing Zhao assigned Xingye a writing task, Xingye himself is also very interested in writing and painting, so even if he stays in the study all day, Xingye will not It will feel boring, but very happy.

Xingye took a look at Ji Linxi, but before he could say anything, Fu Yu arrived, he seemed to be in a hurry, his hair was still stained with morning dew, Xingye quickly jumped off the chair: "Brother Fu Yu."

Seeing Xingye's completely different behavior when facing the two of them, Ji Linxi inexplicably felt a subtle uneasiness in his heart, and he attributed it to the interruption of the plan: "See you, my lord."

Approaching Fuyu, Xingye realized that Fuyu's body was a little cold, as if there was a cold air attached to it, he curiously stretched out his hand to wrap Fuyu's palm, then Xingye shivered, but he didn't let go, instead he held it tighter. Hold Fu Yu's hand: "Brother Fu Yu's hands are so cold, is it because he wears too little clothes?"

Xingye tried to use his own temperature to warm Fuyu's hand, but he didn't raise his head, and didn't notice that Fuyu's eyes, which were almost frozen, were slightly warmer, and it was this slight change that allowed the other two people in the room to breathe a little bit. Come on, Fu Yu didn't move, let Xing Ye hold his hand, feeling that Fu Yu's hand became warmer, Xing Ye asked: "Brother Fu Yu, are you here to help me study so early?"

Didn't hear Fu Yu speak, Xing Ye raised his head curiously, but Fu Yu pulled out his right hand and pressed his head down, then Xing Ye heard Fu Yu say in a tone that he felt a little strange: "Ji Linxi, you go and clean up, I will send you out later palace."

No matter how smart Ji Linxi was, he was only seven years old. Facing Fu Yu's sudden move, he was still caught off guard. He subconsciously asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

Fu Yu didn't speak any more, he pinched Xingye's little chirp, and used ingenuity to prevent him from raising his head. When Xingye could raise his head, Ji Linxi had already been taken away.

"Brother Fuyu?" Xingye was puzzled.

Fu Yu didn't explain much, he let go of his hand, and the little prince's head immediately lifted up, all the darkness and coldness of Fu Yu had been absorbed, as if he was still the gentle and good brother: "Where did I read yesterday?"

Xingye immediately put aside doubts, and took Fuyu to the study with great interest.

Until the setting sun slanted on the vermilion pillars, Xingye, who had not eaten dinner and fell asleep unknowingly amidst the sound of reading, was carried back to the bedroom, Fu Yu was summoned by Emperor Jing Zhao as expected.

"I heard that you drove Xingye's companion away?"

Fu Yu responded lightly: "Yes."

Emperor Jing Zhao's phoenix eyes were deep, and he sat behind the desk in Xingqing Palace's study with a gloomy expression: "Are you getting too close to Xingye?"

Fu Yu didn't raise his head: "Xingye is my cousin, is there anything wrong as an older brother to get close to younger brother?"

Emperor Jing Zhao couldn't tell from Fu Yu's unwavering tone whether what Fu Yu said was true or not, and he didn't bother to probe into it: "Don't worry, I didn't mean Xing Ye to be the emperor. He is simple and not suitable for this. , I just hope he lives a healthy and happy life.”

"How do you know that Xingye doesn't want to be emperor?" Fu Yu asked back.

Emperor Jing Zhao frowned when he heard the words, and before he could speak, he heard Fu Yu continue: "As I said, I have no interest in this seat at all, Your Majesty, don't think about the future for Xingye too early."

Speaking of this, Fu Yu's tone finally brought a hint of sharpness: "What kind of person Xingye wants to be, only he can decide."

Emperor Jing Zhao supported his forehead and smiled lowly: "I thought you knew Xingye was not my child."

Fu Yu suddenly clenched the Buddhist beads in his hand: "What?"

"You drove Ji Linxi out of the palace, isn't it because you know what the Ji family wants to do?"

Fu Yu said lightly, "I know a thing or two."

Emperor Jing Zhao stood up from his seat, and he walked slowly to Fuyu, facing the only legitimate son of his most respected brother, with a rare tone of warning: "The existence of Xingye will not pose any threat to you, but , no matter what his status is, here, he is my only son, the only little prince in the Forbidden Palace."

Fu Yu curled his lips silently: "I know."

Emperor Jing Zhao frowned deeply. This nephew has not yet reached the crown, and his mind is more than a hornet's nest. He has no idea what Fuyu is thinking in his heart: "You better know, Xingye Chunche, I won't let you People with good intentions approached him."

Fu Yu said again: "I know."

After saying that, he pushed the wheelchair and turned to leave.

Emperor Jing Zhao didn't understand what Fu Yu knew, he looked at Fu Yu's back and suddenly said, "When will your legs be 'good'?"

Fu Yu didn't answer, just waved his hand to signal that he heard it, and his back quickly disappeared around the corner.

After Fu Yu left, Emperor Jing Zhao suddenly frowned in embarrassment. He suddenly remembered that when he told Xingye's birthday, he didn't know that Xingye was not the child born by Qin Yu, so the birth date was probably wrong, and he still doesn't know Xingye's birth date. What day is your birthday?

Soon Emperor Jing Zhao thought about it again, at worst, he would take Xingye out of the palace for a day of fun.

Xingye counted the days and finally waited until the day when he left the palace. The day before, he was a little excited and couldn't sleep. He kept his eyes open at night and talked to Xiao Huang tirelessly.

Xiao Huang was clearly dozed off, but he still opened his eyes and glanced at Xing Ye from time to time, expressing that he was listening to his master, Xing Ye muttered half the night, and was finally carried back to bed by Qin Liangye: "If you don't sleep, you won't be able to get up tomorrow. .”

Following Qin Liangye's words, Xingye thought that if he overslept, he might miss out on the palace activities, so frightened, he obediently covered the quilt and closed his eyes tightly and stopped talking, expressing that he was asleep.

The second day was a rare and excellent weather. There was no wind, no rain, and no clouds in the sky. In autumn, the cool wind swirled and blew up the curtains of the carriage. Looking at the world outside the palace.

Even though I have heard about the scenery of Beijing from books, there is still a long distance between hearing and seeing. Xingye's eyes are blurred at this time. The little prince who has never seen the world in palace life is very novel.

"Father... Daddy!" Xingye couldn't watch it enough by himself, so he turned around and tugged on Emperor Jing Zhao's sleeve, wanting to pull him to watch it together.

Following the strength of the starry night, Emperor Jing Zhao looked out as if equally curious. Seeing the scene of yelling and shouting in the street, a faint nostalgia appeared in the eyes of Emperor Jing Zhao. Since he became emperor, he has not been out of the palace to see these scenes for a long time, as if The unscrupulous little prince who once rode through the streets never existed.

However, today's play seems destined not to be that simple. After the guards had cleared the venue, Jing Zhaodi and Xingye, who were about to go to the best restaurant in Shangjing for dinner, met Ji Houye who brought his youngest son out to play.

Master Ji looked very surprised and respectful, but Emperor Jing Zhao's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he lightly glanced at the child next to Master Ji, and Xingye stayed in the cold palace for three years, even though he was nursed by Emperor Jing Zhao for several months, It's still light and fluffy, the child next to Master Ji was obviously raised by pampering, there is an unpleasant arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes, his face is fat and chubby, although it will look like a chubby child on a five-year-old child. Cute, but Emperor Jing Zhao obviously didn't think so.

Facing this child who was clearly the same age as Xing Ye but much taller than Xing Ye, Emperor Jing Zhao looked cold: "If you have nothing to do, step back."

Master Ji's face froze, he glanced at his youngest son from the corner of his eye, and quickly glanced at Xingye, then respectfully said to Emperor Jing Zhao: "I recently learned a piece of news..."

Emperor Jing Zhao interrupted Lord Ji without hesitation: "I don't want to hear it."

The development of the matter did not follow his plan at all, but it is rare to get everything ready today. Lord Ji understood Jing Zhao's moody temperament. He gritted his teeth and wanted to tell the matter directly, but was interrupted by Jing Zhao: "Since If you have something to do, don't stand outside and say it."

After saying that, Emperor Jingzhao directly hugged Xingye in the public, and entered the restaurant. Seeing this scene, Jihou Ye behind him strengthened his determination. He held the hand of his youngest son, followed by an old woman We entered the restaurant together.

After entering the restaurant, Emperor Jing Zhao first put Xingye on the ground and coaxed him softly: "Didn't you just say that you want to eat candied haws? How about I ask someone to take you to buy it?"

Xingye heard the candied haws nodded quickly, and smiled happily: "Yeah!"

However, halfway through, Xingye suddenly remembered that he hadn't brought the small treasury he had saved to buy his brother a birthday gift, so he hurriedly said to the few people who followed him, "I'm going back to get something."

Those who followed the little prince had long seen Emperor Jing Zhao's pampering and pampering to the little prince, so naturally they would not disobey the little prince's wishes. When Xingye returned and was about to open the door, they heard conversations coming from inside.

"Your Majesty, do you know this person?" Lord Ji motioned the kneeling old woman to look up.

Emperor Jing Zhao glanced at the old woman: "Why should I know him?"

Master Ji Hou said awkwardly: "She is the woman who delivered the little prince back then."

Emperor Jing Zhao's meaning was unclear: "Oh?"

The old woman kneeling on the ground received Ji Houye's wink, and quickly said: "Return to Your Majesty, I was the nurse of the side concubine back then, and watched the side concubine grow up from a young age."

Having said that, the old woman paused, but Emperor Jing Zhao didn't respond, so she could only bite the bullet and continue: "The side concubine has a lot of life, and she lost her father and mother since she was young. Fortunately, General Qin kindly took care of her. The empress concubine was also wholeheartedly grateful to General Qin's family, but she never expected that General Qin would have ulterior motives and deliberately confuse the royal family's blood, and exchanged her youngest son with the little highness born by the side concubine empress, the poor side concubine empress found her child Being replaced, but thinking of the kindness of General Qin's family, he dared not speak up."

The old woman was a little choked up and annoyed when she said this: "But this servant can't see His Majesty's only blood flowing into the world. Now this little prince in the palace... He, he is the youngest son of General Qin!"

As soon as the old woman finished speaking, the room was silent, but there was a small sound of gasping outside the door, Emperor Jing Zhao who had been calm all this time got up suddenly, his footsteps were a little hurried, he opened the door, and called Xingye who turned around: "Where are you going? "

Xingye turned around with his hands behind his back, but he didn't look down at Emperor Jing Zhao. He tried his best to keep his tone calm, but he couldn't hide the trembling voice: "I'm going to buy candied haws..."

Emperor Jing Zhao directly picked up Xingye: "Since you heard it, don't go, I'll ask someone to buy it for you."

Feeling the obviously stiff little body, in Emperor Jing Zhao's heart, Lord Ji and the old woman were already two corpses. Instead, he walked into the room calmly. After the door was closed by the guards, Emperor Jing Zhao put Xingye on his lap: "Master Ji wanted to tell me that you found Qin Yusheng's child?"

Lord Ji had already sensed the displeasure in Emperor Jing Zhao's tone, but he only thought it was aimed at the Qin family, who would not be happy if he raised a child for someone else?What's more, even if Emperor Jing Zhao didn't believe the old woman, he still had other evidences, but the next moment Emperor Jing Zhao's words made Lord Ji fall into an ice cellar.

"Let me tell you, my only prince was born to Qin Yusheng? Is she worthy?"

Lord Ji was so shocked that he raised his head disrespectfully: "Your Majesty?!"

Emperor Jing Zhao's hand patted Xingye's back softly again and again, with a sense of comfort, but the words he said pierced Ji Houye's heart like a knife: "Xingye was born of the woman I love, and I have never touched her. Qin Yu, the child she gave birth to is not mine at all, otherwise how could I put her in the cold palace after ascending the throne?"

"I'm pretty sure about Xingye's identity, the royal bloodline really shouldn't be confused, Lord Ji don't need to worry too much about my family affairs."

Emperor Jing Zhao's tone was cold, and Lord Ji could be sure that she hadn't misheard the murderous intent behind it. He raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat that came out of his forehead at some point, and said with a flattering smile: "It's the minister who listened to the rumors, because it's true. Worrying about His Majesty made a big mistake, but fortunately Your Majesty has learned from it so that the little prince's reputation will not be damaged."

"I don't need Lord Ji to worry about my family affairs, not to mention that the little prince is a king, and it is a felony to slander the king. In view of Lord Ji's hard work, he will be demoted to a first-class title."

Just as Lord Ji was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Emperor Jing Zhao continue: "And no longer hereditary."

Master Ji lost his composure and raised his head, but immediately lowered his head after meeting Emperor Jing Zhao's gaze. Emperor Jing Zhao's gaze was clearly cold, but it reminded Lord Ji of the night when blood flowed like a river.

After Lord Ji walked out of the restaurant, he realized that his back was drenched in cold sweat at some point.

However, Lord Ji will soon find out that what he has lost after being demoted is far more than that.

In the restaurant, Emperor Jing Zhao swept away his icy expression, and coaxed his little prince softly: "Xingye, look at your father."

Xingye grabbed the clothes in front of Emperor Jing Zhao's chest, but didn't look up.

Emperor Jing Zhao was helpless: "You are really not Qin Yu's child, do you think, if she was really your mother, would she treat you like that?"

Xingye nodded and shook his head, he didn't know.

Emperor Jing Zhao actually just said it casually just now, but now he thinks it is a good idea, a way to completely sever the relationship between Qin Yu and Xingye: "Xingye believes in Emperor Father, or does he believe in Qin Yu?"

Xingye said without hesitation, "Father."

Feeling that the little prince in his arms was soft and small, and the voice of fear and anxiety was hidden, Emperor Jing Zhao's tone was as gentle as if dripping water: "That's it, Qin Yu is not your mother, you have been with your father since birth. By my side. The emperor accidentally let the bad guys steal Xingye, but in fact Xingye has always been the emperor's favorite treasure."

Xingye was silent for a while, and asked Emperor Jing Zhao: "Then who is my mother?"

Emperor Jing Zhao was categorical: "Your mother died not long after giving birth to you."

Xingye was a little sad: "Then I still don't have a mother."

Emperor Jing Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Xingye had already believed in his words: "Isn't it enough for you to have your father?"

Xingye heard that Emperor Jing Zhao was a little sad, and quickly raised his head: "Enough."

Emperor Jing Zhao laughed: "Remember that Xingye, you are not someone's child, you are just my little prince."

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