I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

The young man in front of his knees is so obedient, as long as Chu Zhen nods his head, he can easily take this rose that has been hidden in the depths of the Western Regions and has never been broken by anyone.

Chu Zhenqian has made many decisions in his life that can affect the situation in the world.

Now a simple sentence of acceptance or rejection should be the most insignificant choice.

Whether Jiang Xing is in the Western Regions or in the Central Plains, his life is thinner than duckweed, and he doesn't need to be blown by rain and wind, just a slight ripple on the lake surface can drown him. It is difficult to find such a wonderful person in the world since then.

However, Chu Zhenqian looked at him with lowered eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

Jiang Xing pursed his lips tightly, his voice was like gold and jade, transparent and clear, "Uncle Emperor."

"My lord." He changed his words, "I know that in your eyes, I'm just a clown..."

Chu Zhenqian moved his fingers slightly, and gently stroked his side face, Jiang Xing stopped immediately.

Obviously there is only a thin line between life and death, Chu Zhen can send him to see the King of Hades with a single word, but his eyes are still so clear.

There is no fear, no flattery, nothing that Chu Zhenqian hates.

Chu Zhenqian said in a low voice, "I thought Princess Xiyi was a first-class fool."

"But I was wrong."

With his fingertips, he slowly brushed Jiang Xing's sideburns behind his ears, revealing his entire gorgeous face, which looked like a ghost in the shadow of the desk and the candlelight.

Jiang Xing: "Why did the emperor say that?"

Chu Zhen said: "If she comes by herself, I'm afraid she won't be able to walk out of the hall alive."

"But it's you." He leaned over and lifted Jiang Xing's chin, and the other party was as soft and obedient as a newborn lamb, "but he has already left the palace, kneeling in front of this king."

A few words in the hall, and a glance of affection coaxed his dull nephew into a daze.

Relying on this appearance, hypocrisy is also like sincerity.

In his palace, he met again frankly, confessed his heart, and told him half-truths and half-truths, Chu Zhenqian stopped using him to seek the throne.

Is Jiang Xing stupid?

His words and deeds are full of stupidity that is rare in the palace.But he was the only one who could use such clumsy and immature means to achieve a feat that the whole palace combined could not accomplish.

Jiang Xing said: "I don't want to die, and I don't want to disobey the princess' order."

Chu Zhen said, "The last time."

"What?" Jiang Xing was taken aback.

"You forgot." The regent tightened his fingers, drawing Jiang Xing closer to him, "You are the princess of Xiyi."

Jiang Xing stretched his eyebrows and said, "I see."

He pressed his cheek against the regent's waist, "I won't call you wrong again, Uncle Emperor."

Chu Zhenqian withdrew his hand, and the clam turned, "Who taught you this."

Jiang Xing's eye sockets were hot, his eyelashes drooped, hiding the wet eyes below, and murmured: "The story book."

The folk customs of Xiyi are bold and unrestrained, but there is no need for scripts.Anyone can learn it as long as they go to the market and wine shop for two days.

"One more thing." Chu Zhen said in a deep voice, his black eyes were sharp and cold, "The master of the Central Plains is the emperor."

This didn't scare Jiang Xing, maybe he was born with the talent to use this kind of frankness to coax others.

He laughed, rubbing his red lips against the gold thread of the cloth underneath, "That's right."

"I still prefer Uncle Huang."

Chu Zhenqian suddenly pulled him up. Jiang Xing knelt for too long, his knees were sore and weak, and he sat down in Chu Zhengan's arms with his strength.

"Frivolous and profligate." The regent said casually, without distinguishing between emotions and anger.

[?Uncle Huang really nourishes his stomach]

[I've been staring at the live broadcast room, thinking that the screen will be turned off again...]

[Please type Chu Zhen's five big characters on the public screen]

Jiang Xing's cheeks were flushed, "No way."

Chu Zhenqian gently stroked the end of his hair, "This king has never seen a Xiyi person with curly hair."

"But I'm not from Xiyi." Jiang Xing blinked and said innocently, "Don't the emperor like it?"

do not like?

The hair is smooth, without even a branch, and when one hooks it with a finger, it wraps around softly and gently, as if it is alive.

If you want to leave, it won't keep it, and it will soon return to its original state, as if it has never been touched by anyone.

Chu Zhen sneered dryly: "It's the same as you."

Jiang Xing didn't understand what he meant, but the regent had no intention of talking to him.

"This king has a winery."

"Although there are fine wines that are rare from all over Kyushu, this king has never tasted the spirits of the Western Regions."

Jiang Xing shook his head and said: "Spirited wine hurts the stomach, it is not as good as wine. It is sweet and delicious, warm but not drunk."

【Anyway, he's nourishing his stomach, it's just right to drink strong wine】

[Laughing to death, the homophonic stalk deducts money]

Chu Zhenqian: "You said you can make wine."

Jiang Xing nodded, with a faintly smug tone, "In the past... I brewed all the wine she presented to Wang Ting."

"I'll take you to the winery tomorrow." Chu Zhen said, "I also want to try your wine."

"It's too late." Jiang Xing said, "Wine takes a long time."

Chu Zhenqian said flatly: "You will have it."

This can be regarded as his words to save Jiang Xing's life.

Jiang Xing got what he wanted, and rubbed his cheek against Chu Zhengan's shoulder and neck, "Thank you, Uncle Huang."

He was picked up by Chu Zhengan and walked to the courtyard. Jiao Huan was on duty at the door. Seeing this, he immediately lowered his head.

Even so, Jiang Xing's hanging slender fingertips still flashed past his vision.

What did he... and the prince do in the study?Jiao Huan thought in confusion, his spine shivering.

In just one night, Jiang Xing found the most indestructible support in the imperial city.

Is the prince still awake?

Jiang Xing put his arms around Chu Zhengan's neck, and Jiao Huan smiled softly at an angle that the other party could not see.

Jiao Huanru was struck by lightning, so he closed his eyes hard.

Maybe Jiang Xing just saw him doing things for the prince and took the initiative to show his favor.

He was extremely vigilant in his heart, his fingers trembled slightly, and he wished he could just draw his sword and kill Jiang Xing.

However, if a victim of a small country is killed, he will be killed, and many troubles will be saved.

The killing intent was not obvious, but Jiang Xing sensed it keenly, and even smiled and gently scratched his throat with his index finger.

Jiao Huan stared wide-eyed, giggling, unable to make words.

But the other party has already raised a finger between his lips, his lips are slightly opened, and he said silently:

Lie.

How dare he, how dare he...

Jiao Huan's scalp was numb, his teeth were chattering, and he wished he could run away and escape from the palace right now.

Doesn't Jiang Xing know that as long as he talks to the prince, Jiang Xing's night's work will be in vain?

Or, is Jiang Xing really sure that he, who has been with the prince for nearly ten years, will hide the truth for an outsider whose background is unknown?

"My lord."

Chu Zhenqian stopped, and Jiang Xing retracted the expression on his face in due course, innocent and simple.

"What's the matter?"

Jiao Huan looked at Chu Zhenqian, or rather, he saw everything in the purple eyes of the ghost beside him.

Jiang Xing blinked his eyes lightly and slowly, almost begging for mercy.

Jiao Huan: "Is your house still incensed tonight?"

Chu Zhenqian walked to the side room assigned to Jiang Xing, and said casually, "No need."

"Yes."

Jiao Huan lowered his head deeply, his heart beating wildly.

What did he do.

Jiao Huan felt an unspeakable suffocation as his fingers tightly gripped the fabric around his heart.

He was bewildered.Covered a ghost.

Chu Zhenqian asked Jiang Xing to open the door, the room was warm, the incense for sleep aid had been burned out, and only a little green smoke remained in the copper stove.

He put the young man on the bed, the other party tilted his head and asked, "Is the emperor going to sleep with me without incense?"

Jiang Xing kicked off his shoes, he didn't wear a bottom shirt, his shins were straight, but not skinny, and had a soft arc when he relaxed.

Chu Zhen took off his robe slowly, "Go in."

Jiang Xing obediently sat on the inner side of the bed, and suddenly said: "I have read many scripts from the Central Plains."

Chu Zhen got into bed and glanced at him lightly.

"It is said that the emperor and the prince are sleeping, and the lights are not turned off all night, surrounded by a hundred or eighty guards. Even his wife will not stay by his side overnight." Jiang Xing gestured, "I am afraid of being murdered."

He spoke with great interest, probably because he likes those wild imaginations of the people.

"Isn't the emperor afraid that I will murder you?"

His eyes were bright, and he didn't realize how dangerous his words were.

Chu Zhenqian opened his arms, "Come here."

Jiang Xing immediately lay down obediently, her lightly scented hair scattered around her side, most of which were held in Chu Zhengan's arms.

"If the king can teach you, you will die." Chu Zhen said dryly, "These ten years have been for nothing."

Jiang Xing didn't respond. In fact, he was too tired to keep his eyes open for a long time. He was tired of traveling all day, and even fought against the opponent several times.

Feeling the familiar drowsiness, Jiang Xing retreated into Chu Zhengan's arms with peace of mind.

is "it".

During the mid-autumn rest, His Majesty was not feeling well, and he skipped three meetings in a row. Immediately, many leisure officials met in twos and threes to enjoy the red leaves, drink wine and make poems.

Jiang Xing was dazzled, looking at the bustling street: "There are a lot of people."

Chu Zhenqian had someone sew a thin cloak for him overnight, and the hood could cover his overly conspicuous curly hair.

He turned his head and said with a dry smile to Chu Zhen: "The prosperity of the Central Plains to this point is all thanks to the emperor's uncle."

Chu Zhengan was noncommittal.

Jiao Huan only hated that his hearing was so good that he could hear Jiang Xing talking while sitting in front of the horse.Before I knew it, I was stunned, and I couldn't get rid of the scene last night in my mind.

The more he chewed on the memory, the weirder it became.

Jiang Xing is just a servant of the orthodox Xiyi princess, how could he develop such a bold and reckless character.

The carriage left the city and followed the official road all the way to the winery of the Wangfu, and unexpectedly ran into Zhou Jingyun who had just returned from the military camp in the suburbs of Beijing.

Zhou Jingyun was not as complicated as Jiao Huan, so he rode over and cupped his hands, "My lord."

Chu Zhenqian asked Jiang Xing to open the window and asked, "He was caught."

Jiang Xing thought they were talking about the assassin from last night.

Zhou Jingyun glanced at Jiang Xing and said, "The stolen horse in the convoy fell to its death, and a piece of clothing material was found beside it."

He took out a corner of orange cloth from his arms, Jiang Xing's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Chu Zhenqian.

The regent raised his chin, "Take it."

Jiang Xing almost snatched the cloth, and murmured, "How come..."

Chu Zhenqian: "Familiar?"

Jiang Xing raised his head suddenly, and the hood slid down.He said eagerly, "Uncle Emperor...don't."

"Disobedience to the emperor's order will implicate the nine clans." Chu Zhenqian said in a cold tone, "Do you think this king will be deceived by others?"

This is the clothes Princess Xiyi wore on the day she ran away.

[Is there really a princess? 】

[Hello, in some original works, the princess did not have Jiang Xing as a substitute, and failed to escape. In order to get revenge, she has been advising the emperor and trying to bring down Chu Zhenqian]

Jiang Xing was confused, "But you clearly said that I will be the princess in the future, so she will not be lying!"

Chu Zhenqian: "A servant fleeing without authorization is still a crime of beheading."

Jiang Xing bit her lip, got up and sat next to Chu Zhenqian, and begged, "Uncle Huang, the horse has fallen to her death, and she is probably dead, so can't she be treated as dead?"

Zhou Jingyun raised his eyebrows, but he didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't run away.

After returning home last night, he received a secret letter from the regent, and only then did he know that the princess in the car was a fake golden branch.

The real one escaped when the guards were most lax before entering Beijing.

If it wasn't for the regent king's keen eyesight, he still wouldn't know that his soldiers would dare to hide the fact that the convoy was short of people.

Chu Zhen said: "If you die, you must see the corpse. This is my king's rule."

He stroked Jiang Xing's hair with his hands, but his face was ruthless, and he would not change his principles just because he was moved by Jiang Xing.

If it weren't for this vigilance, he would have died countless times in these years.

Jiang Xing: "But..."

"Needless to say," Chu Zhenqian knocked on the window frame, and said to Zhou Jingyun, "Go and search, and you'll have to dig three feet to find it."

Zhou Jingyun nodded: "How to deal with it?"

"If you can't capture it alive, it doesn't matter if you kill it on the spot."

Jiang Xing looked at Chu Zhenqian, trembling all over.The other party immediately stroked the back of his neck softly, "Afraid of me?"

But when he looked into Jiang Xing's eyes, there was no fear in it.

It's... it's scorching hot.

Chu Zhen narrowed his eyes dryly, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Xing can always show another face when he feels bored, arousing his interest again.

The young man closed the window with his backhand, and the sound made Zhou Jingyun touch his nose, and exchanged glances with Jiao Huan.

He boldly put his arms around Chu Zhengan, and sat on Chu Zhengan's lap, so light and weightless.

"The emperor's uncle is really what they said..." Jiang Xing lowered his eyes, his lower lip was red and slightly swollen from his biting, and it looked easy to kiss, "Very spicy and decisive."

He asked, "But why didn't you kill me?"

Chu Zhenqian waited quietly for the next sentence.

Jiang Xing moved closer to him, breathing softly, as if hugging a piece of jade.

"You like me very much too, don't you?" Jiang Xing summoned up his courage and raised his eyes to meet him.

【You call this a stupid beauty?A straight ball hit my heart]

[Chu Zhen is doing this trick, this trick is called playing hard to get]

[Suddenly understood == because the stars were "forced" yesterday, what kind of person is this, so calculated to this extent]

Chu Zhen brushed away the long hair around his ears, and the tea stems were stained with dried blood.

Another pot of good tea in the car has been reduced from a treasure to an ornament.

Jiang Xing shuddered in pain, and when Chu Zhenqian replaced him with a new tea stem, he leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

Chu Zhen covered the tea leaves in a leisurely manner, and finally raised his hand to restrain the back of Jiang Xing's neck, and kissed him deeply.

Jiang Xing had nothing to hide under his gaze, sobbed and closed his eyes, opened his lips and teeth obediently, and let him linger.

The carriage bumped and started to go up the mountain. Jiang Xing opened his watery eyes, "How long is it?"

"Half an hour."

The young man bit his lip, slid off Chu Zhengan's knee, and knelt down to the ground, "Hurry up, Uncle Huang."