Beloved by the Universe [Quick Transmigration]

For a boy who has changed his mind, anything is possible, not to mention just throwing away a box of paintings, the only thing he needs to hesitate is whether he will be found out if he sets fire to the forbidden palace.

Naturally, this matter cannot be hidden from Emperor Jing Zhao. After Xingye learned that Ji Linxi had arrived at Chang'an Pavilion, he told the little eunuch without hesitation that Ji Linxi would not be allowed to enter Chang'an Pavilion in the future.

This is already a very strict order, and Xingye seldom utters such clearly prohibited words.

"Father?" When Xingye went to the imperial study, Emperor Jing Zhao was frowning and reading the memorial, as if he had encountered something that made him very impatient.

Even Xingye felt that there was some distress in it, which rarely appeared. Emperor Jing Zhao always made whoever troubled him, he made him more troubled. He forcefully asked Emperor Jing Zhao to marry his concubine, but after all, there were still some courtiers who thought they were very insightful, and persisted in making a deal for this matter.

The attitude is indeed not very strong, but it will still make Emperor Jing Zhao very impatient in the long run.

So Emperor Jing Zhao quickly thought of a way. The courtiers who submitted the papers were of different ages. Those whose old fathers were alive would give their fathers no one; The courtiers were a little overwhelmed when they came down a few times.

In recent years, almost no one in the court dared to mention this matter.

Hearing Xingye's voice, Emperor Jing Zhao's hand paused in the air for a moment, and then raised his head. He wanted to face Xingye with dignity, but he couldn't keep his posture after seeing Xingye's intimate smile. The harsh lessons that have passed have also disappeared in an instant.

"Do you know why I asked you here?"

Emperor Jing Zhao beckoned, and Xingye immediately went up to him, and even took the initiative to hold Emperor Jing Zhao's hand. Emperor Jing Zhao was sitting, Xingye was standing, and Xingye lowered his head subconsciously. After seeing the corner of Emperor Jing Zhao's eyes, Xingye was suddenly in a trance for a moment.

He found that Emperor Jing Zhao, who had always been majestic and tall in his impression, seemed to have quietly left his mark on him at this time.

Xingye is very smart, he almost immediately thought of one thing: "Is the father looking for me because of Ji Linxi's matter?"

Emperor Jing Zhao groaned, his expression unclear: "Why should I seek you because of Ji Linxi's matter?"

The fair and delicate young man's face obviously became a little embarrassed at this moment. He frowned, glanced at Emperor Jing Zhao with some hesitation, and said with some hesitation: "I thought Father already knew..."

Emperor Jing Zhao put aside the imperial brush in his hand as if carelessly, and said indifferently: "Know that you change your mind so quickly?"

Speaking of which, this king who is not only ruthless in front of outsiders, but also has nothing to do with his only prince, has a rare cold expression on his face: "A few days ago, you were the one who wanted to make an oath to each other with Ji Linxi in front of me, In the end, it was you who threw the ball to him without hesitation."

Xingye seemed to be taken aback by Emperor Jing Zhao, he opened his eyes wide with disbelief in his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Is Father angry?"

How could Emperor Jing Zhao be angry because of such a thing?He didn't like Ji Linxi very much in the first place, and his devotion to Xingye before seeing Xingye felt very harsh. Besides, Emperor Jing Zhao felt that there was no little prince worthy of him in the world, but only Ji Linxi, if Xingye liked it, he would keep it. Throw it away if you like it, he is the most honorable little prince in the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is nothing he can't do.

Emperor Jing Zhao was just worried.

Like Fu Yu, Emperor Jing Zhao saw something unusual in this incident.

Of course, Xingye couldn't immediately understand Emperor Jing Zhao's deep psychology, just like he wouldn't think that Fuyu's sudden problems before were due to some clues.

Because Xingye doesn't think he is sick.

Xingye may know that many of his behaviors and thoughts are quite different from those of many people, but this is like some people love to eat bananas, and some people feel sick when they smell bananas, but everyone's choices are different.

Starry Night is not interested in understanding why anyone doesn't like bananas.

After a long while, the emperor's voice with mixed emotions came from the imperial study room: "Angry?"

Xingye answered: "Because I don't want to see Ji Linxi again."

"I said long ago that you are free to like whoever you like." The implication was that Emperor Jing Zhao would not be angry because of such things.

Xingye showed rare curiosity and patience when he wondered why Emperor Jing Zhao was angry. He thought for a while and asked, "Because I lived outside the palace for too long?"

At this moment, Emperor Jing Zhao finally took a look at Xingye, Xingye quickly covered his mouth with his hand, his beautiful almond eyes flickered and curved, a little flattering and subconsciously coquettish.

So Emperor Jing Zhao quickly looked away, and he told himself in his heart that he couldn't be soft-hearted, and for the sake of Xingye's future, he should be tough to the end now.

The next moment, the wide sleeve of Emperor Jing Zhao's right hand resting on the imperial case was pulled with a very light force, and the blackness that Emperor Jing Zhao had just pretended to move slightly moved somewhere.

"Father...Xingye really can't think of it." His Royal Highness, the only prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, subconsciously had a very soft voice when he was acting like a baby, like the gentle breeze in spring, like the softest catkins. Emperor Jing Zhao broke down almost immediately. It worked.

He even thought in his heart, if he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it. It doesn't matter if his little prince is self-willed in this respect. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, there are only people who are hated by his little prince. little prince.

So the matter was left alone, and Xingye returned to Chang'an Pavilion in a daze with a bunch of treasures bestowed by Emperor Jing Zhao.

It was rare for Emperor Jing Zhao to be cold-hearted towards his little prince, and his heart ached so much afterwards that he wished he could just move the entire private treasury into the Chang'an Pavilion, which was not enough.

After that day, Xingye seldom saw Ji Linxi, but Fuyu often came to him, and I don't know if it was Xingye's illusion, Fuyu seemed to be closer to him than before.

For example, at this moment, Xingye took a step back subconsciously, and pulled out the hand that was firmly held by Fu Yu.

Fu Yu lowered her head, her eyes seemed to be looking at Xingye's shadow pulled by the sun: "Don't Xingye like it?"

In Fuyu's hand is a very beautiful white porcelain vase, which is translucent and moist. What is more attractive than the vase is the few flowers inserted obliquely inside. The flowers are not the common pure color flowers in imperial gardens, but light yellow, white, pink and blue. A variety of colors, overlapping together is very eye-catching.

Xingye took a quick look at Fuyu, the young man wearing an apricot-colored Confucian shirt had very pale eyes, but when he looked closely, it seemed like spring water mixed with light ink, cold but not thorough.

"It's beautiful." Xingye said very honestly.

Even so, Xingye still did not reach out to take the vase in Fuyu's hand. The atmosphere between the two of them was obviously calm for a moment, and then Fuyu put the vase into Xingye's hand very naturally: "I specially found it for you. of."

At this moment, the strange feeling that seemed to be absent before seemed to disappear quickly, Xingye's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he thanked him slowly.

Fu Yu's hand moved lightly, and he quickly put it behind his back. He heaved a sigh of relief and waved away the dryness in his heart.

"I seldom see Xie Yihuan following you recently." Seeing the young man walking towards Chang'an Pavilion without any concealment, he obviously didn't want to stay in the Imperial Garden anymore. Fu Yu didn't care, instead he could be called a Docilely following behind Xingye, his tone was casual as if chatting.

If you don't look at the prayer beads that keep turning in his hand.

Xingye saw it, but quickly followed Fuyu's words and thought of Xie Yihuan. After all, what Fuyu said before had a certain impact on Xingye. Xingye is not a person who keeps everything in his heart. He can even be said to be asking Ask whether Xie Yihuan is interested in him.

Xie Yihuan was unprepared at the time, and the emotions in a pair of twinkling peach eyes were unprepared in front of Xingye.

Xingye is smart, he doesn't know some things because he is too lazy to understand, how can Xingye not understand such naked emotions in front of him, these days he has avoided Xie Yihuan a bit.

Xingye doesn't mind being surrounded by malicious people, but she is at a loss for pure and passionate love.

"Not satisfied with him?" Fu Yu continued to ask.

After seeing Xingye nodding, he said without hesitation: "Then let him leave the palace."

Even in the previous world, Xingye could do this without hesitation, but now Xingye is inexplicably hesitant in his heart.

Xingye always does things according to his own will, so he said honestly: "I don't really want to..."

Fu Yu smiled and proposed a very compromise solution: "It's better to let him come to Changxin Palace, and when you are willing to see him, then transfer him back."

Xingye immediately agreed to this proposal in a blink of an eye.

So far, the closest person to Xingye is no longer Ji Linxi, let alone Xie Yihuan, Emperor Jing Zhao is even more powerless because of the increasingly busy court affairs, Xingye can't help but become inseparable from Fuyu.

This is different from studying with Fu Yu when he was young.

What is different, Xingye can't describe it for the time being.

Many things seem to be fine on the surface, but the smell of something wrong that occasionally leaks out from the gap will fall on the eyelids like fluttering cotton wool, invisible but uncomfortable.

"Xingye used to love to sleep with me, and talk with me at night, why don't you want to now?" Fuyu's hand slowly stroked Xingye's black long and smooth black hair.

Xingye embraced the quilt with both hands, and buried half of her face in it: "It's a bit strange."

Fu Yu became more and more gentle: "It's just that I'm not used to it."

He'll get the teenagers used to it.

This sentence also reveals a strange meaning, but Xingye's fine tradition of not delving into it made him quickly forget this feeling, and instead picked up the prayer beads beside the pillow, because they have been played with by people for many years. With Fuyu's unique fragrance.

"Brother Fuyu." Xingye called out.

The night is cool and the stars are sparse, and the sweetheart is beside him, hooking his Buddhist beads and calling his name softly, which makes Fuyu tremble a little even though he tried his best to bear it, and even in order not to let the boy notice the strangeness, he took the initiative to move to the other side :"Um?"

Fu Yu asked a lot of questions from his nasal cavity.

However, no one answered him, and the boy quickly curled up and fell into a deep sleep.

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