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

Chu Zhengan caressed the back of Jiang Xing's neck, his heart was cold, and he felt a little funny again.

Jiang Xing was so stupid that it was ridiculous.

"Get up and eat," Chu Zhengan let go of his hand, and patted Jiang Xing's back, "Aren't you hungry?"

Jiang Xing's eyes were full of doubts. Realizing that Chu Zhenqian really didn't intend to pursue it now, he jumped down happily and said with a smile, "What is Uncle Huang going to give me?"

Chu Zhenqian: "How did you eat before?"

Jiang Xing took a while to understand that Chu Zhengan was teasing him, his face flushed slightly, "Uncle Huang..."

Moist eyes, full of affection and timidity.

It is different from the mood on the carriage.

Chu Zhengan got up and led him out, "Let's go."

He took a big step, Jiang Xing struggled to follow, pulled his arm, and whispered: "Uncle Huang, slow down."

Chu Zhenqian did not slow down his pace, instead, his arm passed under Jiang Xing's arm, and he hugged him easily.

Jiang Xing didn't feel frightened, he hugged Chu Zhengan tightly, his eyes were bright, and he said with a smile, "It's so high."

Jiao Huan and others didn't dare to look any further, they all bowed their heads and stood behind him, silent and silent.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Chu Zhengan's lips: "Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Xing shook his head: "Uncle Huang won't let me fall."

Quietly, coaxing people around the corner.To put it bluntly, it happened to step on Chu Zhenqian's most itchy spot.

"Say you're stupid," Chu Zhen said dryly, "but you're good at talking."

Jiang Xing didn't understand what he meant, and just smiled innocently, pressing against Chu Zhengan's cheek, his loose and soft hair touching the tip of his heart.

"The emperor likes it, right?" He was a little proud, but he didn't know why he was happy.

Chu Zhen's cold and impatient mind was simply soothed by him.

hold on.When the people who went to Xiyi came back, Jiang Xing's identity would be revealed.

It doesn't matter if you really lied to him.There are many houses in the Prince Regent's Mansion, and there is always a room suitable for Jiang Xing to treasure this beautiful jade that should not appear in the world.

The soft seat was wide, and Chu Zhengan put down Jiang Xing beside him, and the maid immediately handed over the bowls and chopsticks without making a sound.

Jiang Xing looked around at the dishes on the table, and said with a smile: "I thought the emperor was the same as in the storybook, and he had to eat 52 dishes for a meal. Only the legs were taken from the chicken, the tongue from the duck, and the belly from the fish..."

There are only four dishes and one soup on the table, and there is nothing special about it except that it is cooked carefully.Soups are even light and plain cabbage tofu soup.

Chu Zhenqian: "If you want to, there's nothing wrong with it."

Jiang Xing laughed, and took a sip of the soup served by the maid, "Then I have become a sinner who caused the emperor's extravagance and waste?"

Chu Zhengan didn't move his chopsticks, he was playing with giant clams in his hands, and his eyes fell on Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing has a good appetite, and the table is full of dishes that suit his taste. He only put down his chopsticks after eating half of it.

The maid brought hot tea for him, and tried to wipe his palms with a damp cloth.

Being taken care of so meticulously by the girl, Jiang Xing turned his head embarrassedly, "No need."

He seemed to have no intention of asking: "What did the emperor do this morning? Is the wine from Southwest County sent over there?"

Chu Zhenqian: "Yes, try?"

The maid retreated quietly, and after a while, she brought an exquisite jade pot and two jade cups.

The tip of Jiang Xing's nose moved slightly, smelling the smell that made him dizzy before, and said with a smile, "Where's the emperor cheating on me?" pour.

He obviously didn't know how to use the wine pot from the Central Plains, most of the precious wine was spilled on the table, leaving only a shallow layer in the cup.

But no one cares about alcohol.

The eyes of the two are entangled, unable to distinguish between you and me.

Chu Zhenqian's eyes were darkened, and the clams beaded pushed back his ears and hair, thinking of the other party's appearance in the carriage.

It is also so obedient.Obviously unable to swallow it, she even brushed her hair and kissed him.

Jiang Xing spilled most of the wine.

"Yeah." He lightly licked the wine on his fingertips, his sleeves slid off, and on his white wrists were a few gold bracelets that Princess Xiyi gave as a dowry, his eyes were like silk, entangled in the regent's mind.

Tridacna and even holy and pure things are useless in front of Jiang Xing.The bright white beads also appeared blurred, turning him into a confused light and shadow.

Chu Zhenqian brushed his slender eyelashes with his fingertips, and said in a low voice: "Is this also learned from the script?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xing pursed his lips and smiled, the corners of his eyes were flushed, and he was three points drunk.

Just smelling the alcohol can make you drunk, and after licking the liquid, it is crisp and hot to the bone, and the soul is soft and soft.

He picked up the wine glass crookedly, the jade liquid in the glass was about to pour out, embarrassing, he hastily pressed it to the slit of his lips, and drank it all.The tip of the tongue turned slightly, and the lips and teeth were burning.

"Uncle Huang lied to me." He complained with a low smile, his moist lips moved closer to Chu Zhenqian, "This is obviously the wine you brewed yourself."

The breath smells like wine.

Chu Zhenqian leaned over and bit his lower lip lightly, "Yes."

He actually admitted it.

The sparkle in Jiang Xing's eyes moved slightly, and he asked softly, "Then what did Southwest County send?"

Chu Zhenqian: "Understood, you can't leave the capital for the rest of your life."

"I didn't want to leave from the beginning." He patted halfway, smiling slightly, his eyes were sincere and innocent, "The emperor's uncle is in the capital, why should I leave?"

"Really want to know?"

Chu Zhengan narrowed his eyes and let Jiang Xing kiss the corner of his lips lightly, his eyes were deep.

"Ah."

The body suddenly flew into the air, and Jiang Xing was slightly drunk and drowsy. He relaxed his limbs and leaned on him trustingly, complaining: "Everyone...why, they all like to hug me."

Chu Zhenqian: "One by one."

Jiang Xing suddenly came back to his senses, he didn't seem to know what he said just now, he smiled softly and said, "What's wrong?"

Chu Zhenqian remained silent, and glanced at him lightly, Jiang Xing was shocked, and most of the wine was sober.

As soon as the wind blew, Jiang Xing was relieved by the heat brought by the wine, "Cold."

With a new cloak wrapped around him, Chu Zhen said, "Throw away the old one."

Jiang Xing remembered the terrifying killing intent just now, lowered his eyes silently, and dared not speak nonsense.

Chu Zhenqian: "Don't ask why?"

"The whole world belongs to the emperor's uncle," Jiang Xing looked around and whispered to Chu Zhenqian, "what's the point of throwing a cloak."

"The world..." A mocking smile flashed past, "Yes."

As the two walked, the surroundings became more and more remote. If Jiao Huan hadn't followed behind them silently, Jiang Xing would have panicked whether Chu Zhengan was going to kill him to silence him.

Although Jiao Huan was there, it seemed that his safety could not be guaranteed.

Jiao Huan sensed the gaze on his body, and raised his head to meet Jiang Xing's gaze.

Jiang Xing blinked.

The young man immediately lowered his head, his hand holding the knife trembling slightly.

He remembered Jiang Xing's eyes reflected on the blade when he drew the sword.

Is it really hallucination?He had only seen that kind of coldness that seemed to be real in the prince.

Only those in power who can dominate the lives of others will have this look.

But Jiang Xing is obviously a stupid trash, with nothing but a face that fascinates the emperor and prince.

The scenery became more and more remote, and Chu Zhenqian finally stopped.

Jiang Xing was buried in his chest. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the building in front of him, which seemed to be a waterproof warehouse.

"Jiao Huan."

The guard stepped forward and pushed open the door. Behind the door was dark, and the ground was covered with chest-high packages, all covered with waterproof and moisture-proof oil paper.

The air is acrid and pungent.

Jiang Xing covered his mouth and nose, "Could it be pepper?"

Chu Zhenqian's chest trembled, and he chuckled silently.

He stepped into the house, put Jiang Xing down, "Go and have a look."

Jiang Xing looked back hesitantly, Jiao Huanzheng was standing by the door with a cold face, and Chu Zhengan was standing there waiting.

He was a little scared, and called softly: "Uncle Huang..."

"Open."

Chu Zhenqian's tone was cold and firm, and he could not refuse.

Jiang Xing bit her lip, her eyes were tangled.

Chu Yan said that as long as he found out what was sent by Southwest County, he could send him back to Xiyi...

Freedom is close at hand, you just need to lift the oiled paper on the ground.

Jiang Xing leaned over, grabbed the oil paper, and slowly pulled it away.

His pupils shrank, "Uncle Emperor!"

At some point, Chu Zhenqian had already stood behind him, blocking his retreat, "Got it?"

Jiang Xing shook his hand, and the brown oiled paper immediately covered the package. He turned his head and threw himself into Chu Zhengan's arms, "Why..."

His lips trembled, obviously remembering the power and power of this thing on the battlefield.

"Why did you bring so much gunpowder to the capital?"

This amount is enough to blow up the palace.

Chu Zhenqian gently patted his back, "Afraid?"

Jiang Xing hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

"As long as it doesn't hurt the emperor." He suddenly understood, and smiled, "It doesn't matter."

Chu Zhenqian looked deeply into his eyes, until Jiang Xing's heart trembled, feeling that his flesh and blood had been cut open under his gaze, and he couldn't hide any secrets.

Chu Zhenqian signaled Jiao Huan to lock the door, and took Jiang Xing back to the study.

"Where do you think it is suitable for use?"

Jiang Xing: "I...don't know."

Seeing that Chu Zhenqian didn't seem serious, he said, "From the perspective of quantity, the imperial palace is very suitable."

Chu Zhen laughed lowly, narrowing his eyes slightly, "You're not that stupid, are you?"

Jiang Xing's cheeks were slightly red, as if the drunkenness had rushed up again just now.

Chu Zhenqian: "This king is joking with you, don't take it to heart."

joke?

When the palace really flies into the sky, you will know if it is a joke.

The unrefined wine had a great aftertaste. Just now, Jiang Xing suddenly caught cold in the wind, and Jiang Xing became dizzy again.

But he doesn't want to rest.

"Uncle Emperor." The beautiful young man blinked and smiled briskly, "May I kiss you?"

There was no need for Chu Zhen to answer dryly, his warm and soft lips were already pressed together.

The waist and limbs under the hands are flexible and strong, and Chu Zhengan can hug them with one hand.

Chu Zhenqian: "This king is very curious."

"What?" Jiang Xing slightly opened his eyes, starlight twinkling.

"What is the relationship between you and Princess Xiyi?"

With a light hook of the tail finger, the cold giant clam was attached to Jiang Xing's waist.

He flinched, but did not take half a step away, letting Chu Zhen play around.

"I am the servant of the princess..."

"Servant." Chu Zhenqian repeated lightly, "You should see what the servant's hands look like."

The regent king had spent his entire life in the army, and his rough palms, which were accustomed to holding knives and guns, stroked his ribs along his waistline.

The other hand clenched the Jiang Xingmai gate, and the thumb stretched along the palm of the hand to straighten the long, soft and curled fingers.

Delicate and white, softer than the most expensive silk in the Central Plains.

The love of the regent and the fear he brings converge in this narrow space.

Jiang Xing closed his eyes tightly, his face was blushing, but his back was trembling.

Chu Zhenqian still asked: "Are you afraid?"

"No," the fake golden branch raised its fragile throat, opening up the life of this body for him to covet.

"I won't be afraid of Uncle Huang."

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