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

On the way back, there was nothing to say, but Jiao Huan caught a corrupt official who almost cut the rope and ran away. Blood flowed all over the place. Jiang Xing stood there in a daze, and was almost caught on the shoe.

Chu Zhenqian picked him up from behind and stuffed him back into the car, "Why don't you hide?"

Jiang Xing blinked, but he didn't look frightened, he just smiled innocently: "I forgot."

Chu Zhenqian was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "This king has never killed anyone in front of your eyes."

"But you must have heard that this king killed all the three thousand iron armors in the far west..."

Jiang Xing nodded excitedly, his eyes were brighter than the bright moon in the sky, "I know!"

Chu Zhen was taken aback, "You know?"

"Yes."

Jiang Xing snapped his fingers, kicked off his shoes, and naturally stepped on Chu Zhen's knees.The convoy did not light a fire to boil water, and it only felt colder after washing in cold water.

Chu Zhengan wanted to hear what Jiang Xing could have to say.Holding the young man's ankle, he spread the heat little by little.

It was very comfortable, and the chill in his bones was driven away. Jiang Xing narrowed his eyes happily.

"Uncle Emperor's reputation spreads far and wide." He said, "The Far West clan and the Southwest County rebels jointly invaded the border. Uncle Emperor was only a weak crown at that time? He rushed from the capital overnight to help the western border, and never stopped when he arrived at the front line, bringing the remnant soldiers with him. Cleverly attacking three thousand iron armor..."

He spoke clearly and logically, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Although it is a fact, it has become a legendary existence in Jiang Xing's mouth.

Chu Zhenqian couldn't help laughing: "Where did you hear that?"

"I saw, uh..."

Jiang Xing paused in embarrassment.

Chu Zhenqian: "What did you say?"

"It's okay! I listened!" Jiang Xing waved his hand, "That's not important!"

The smile in Chu Zhengan's eyes deepened.

He knew that Jiang Xing was making up stories to lie to himself again.It's a pity that this little lamb can't even tell a lie, and guilt is written all over his face.

Jiang Xing thought the topic was over, and said with a smile: "The Iron Armored Army vowed not to surrender to the death, so the emperor will fight with them until dawn."

Chu Zhen sighed dryly: "Bleeding and drifting, that's all."

"But," Jiang Xing's feet warmed up, he lifted them up and stomped on his calves playfully, "You also used this to regain the lost ground in the Southwest!"

The young people are not afraid of the name of the killing god at all, but only worship it.

Simple...and cruel.

Jiang Xing pursed his lips and smiled, not knowing whether it was dullness or deeper wisdom in his transparent purple eyes.

"The death of the rebellious army will determine the hearts of the people in the world." He said firmly, "What the emperor has done for many years is to fight for the common people."

Chu Zhenqian felt a little unspeakable when he saw it.

"My lord..." he whispered, "Maybe it's from the Chu clan."

"It doesn't matter who it is for?" Jiang Xing interrupted, "Reducing taxes, reducing corvees, building canals and canals, dredging floods and improving farming, these are all your achievements."

"The hundred miles of fertile land in Southwest County are all the result of what the emperor did."

The young man opened and closed his ten fingers, counting countless great achievements made by Chu Zhen.

Chu Zhen sighed dryly, "You're right when you say this."

Jiang Xing smiled shyly and said, "I learned it all from Mr. Storyteller."

"There are also some storytellers in Xiyi?"

"No." Jiang Xing gestured excitedly, "There are often markets near the towns on the border between Xiyi and the Central Plains, and there will be storytellers from the Central Plains telling stories in the streets and alleys, carrying a small clay pot in their hands, and throwing away if they like it. Some gold, silver and copper coins, and for the Xiyi people, furs and other materials can also be thrown away."

Chu Zhen said casually: "Speaking of which, do you know the origin of the earrings you wore on the day you entered the palace?"

"I know." Jiang Xing nodded, completely unaware of the trap in Chu Zhengan's words, "Our name is Nuan Shui Ling..."

His face was slightly red, and he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed the end of his eyes, "Well, the emperor must know, right?"

"Have you worn it before?"

"Well, I wore it in the market, but it was just a small bowl filled with warm water," he pointed to the earlobe, "soak the bell and take it away, it will ring after a while."

"You went alone?"

Jiang Xing: "No, I'm with a Western Yi businessman..."

He finally found that Chu Zhenqian's question seemed to be a bit instructive, and he hesitated, "What's wrong?"

Most of Chu Zhenqian's body was hidden in the shadow that the candlelight couldn't penetrate.

He picked up the scissors on the table, and slowly cut off the charred black cotton rope in the candle flame. The dancing sparks were reflected in Jiang Xing's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

"It's a coincidence," Chu Zhen said, "Jiao Huan once saw a pair of merchants who were the same as your description at the market."

"He's twenty one this year."

The scissors were put back on the table with a slight click.

"What about you?"

Jiang Xing's fingers were twisted together, his eyes fluttered helplessly, "What... there must be many such cases, right? What can Jiao Huan remember as a child at that time?"

"How do you know?" Chu Zhenqian leaned forward, half of his deep and stern face was illuminated by the fire, "How old was he at that time?"

Jiang Xing shrank back subconsciously towards the quilt, and pulled a corner to put it on his cold body, "Then, the people who go shopping in the market must be...children..."

Chu Zhenqian seemed unwilling to delve into it further, and instead wiped the dagger at hand by candlelight.

"It's called Jingxin." The blade is shiny and silvery, and the sharp cold air almost cuts through the skin, "I haven't used it for a long time."

Jiang Xing was about to cry, and grabbed the quilt tightly, "Uncle, don't kill me."

Chu Zhen was silent.

"me……"

As soon as Jiang Xing gritted his teeth, out of his fluffy soft hair...

Two fluffy pointed ears, whiter than snow.

【Hahahaha help】

【finally come】

[?If I haven’t read the original book, I may be the biggest loser]

[It is the immortal national teacher of Xiyi in the original book]

[Wait, what about the princess?What about An Yuesong? 】

The blade trembled, and the silk wiping the blade was cut off, and a corner fell onto Jiang Xing's head.

The shapes of the two ears are still there.

"You—" Chu Zhenqian lost his face, and said in a deep voice, "You are..."

Jiang Xing's eyes were red, and he said anxiously: "I never thought of harming the emperor!"

He dragged out a long cat's tail from behind, with thick fluff, and the whole body was snow-white, without a single stray hair.

"Look!" He handed the tip of the round tail to Chu Zhenqian, seeing that he didn't touch it, he rubbed the back of his hand anxiously, "I won't hurt anyone."

Chu Zhenqian suddenly came back to his senses and grabbed the cat's tail.Jiang Xingmao exploded, and in order to show his loyalty to Chu Zhengan, he endured the strange touch with tears in his eyes.

"Cat?" Chu Zhengan spread out his palms, and it was indeed a soft cat's tail.

Not a street trick prop.

Jiang Xing nodded eagerly. He shouldn't have revealed his identity, but Chu Zhenqian was too keen to find out what was wrong from his few words, so he could only confess in a hurry.

Maybe there are [-] solutions for someone else, but Jiang Xing really can't think of it.

"It's like this..." He said wearily, "I, I need luck to practice, and because I was the closest to Xiyi when I was born with spiritual wisdom, I pretended to be a god and performed some rain and wind for them..."

"They regarded me as a national teacher."

Chu Zhenqian's decades-long world view was overturned, he barely calmed down, and asked, "Then you want luck from the Central Plains now?"

His eyes darkened slightly, "You want this king's luck?"

"No!" Jiang Xing hurriedly denied, but was defeated by Chu Zhenqian's blunt gaze, and whispered: "Well... Actually, that's what he thought about when he first saw the emperor..."

Chu Zhenqian: "You looked at the king and the emperor at that time, were you looking for luck?"

The theory of ghosts and gods is not popular in this dynasty, and there is little talk about the fate of the country, which is quite strange.

Jiang Xing: "Yes."

"You asked the emperor about the golden cup, did you see luck in him?"

Jiang Xing scratched his ears.There is a small tuft of exceptionally long hair on the tip of his ear, and he looks smart and agile, which really doesn't match his personality at all.

"Yes..." He looked at Chu Zhenqian carefully, and lowered his eyes flatteringly, "But, I like Uncle Huang better."

Chu Zhenqian fell into deep thought, and Jiang Xing took the opportunity to move his tail to take it back.

"do not move."

"what……"

The thick tail was clenched into a deep depression, and Jiang Xing's ears stood up, biting his fingers to suppress his exclamation.

Chu Zhenqian quickly let go, "Does it hurt?"

"No, no." Jiang Xing quickly tucked his tail into the quilt, leaving only a small tip swaying slightly outside.

There is also a maomao pit caught by Chu Zhenqian on it.

Chu Zhenqian turned off the light with his backhand and couldn't see the other party. Jiang Xing became more nervous and stammered: "Yes, I'm sorry, I shouldn't lie to you."

Chu Zhenqian knelt on the bed with one knee, pushed Jiang Xing's knees away, and said in a hoarse voice, "Look at your ears."

Jiang Xing was terrified and didn't dare to run away, so he lowered his ears timidly, "Be careful..."

"Ah."

Chu Zhenqian moved closer, his warm breath fell on the thin eardrum, and Jiang Xing's ears collapsed, "It's very uncomfortable..."

"let me see."

He moved closer and raised his ears.

There is also a white ball fluff in the center of the ear.

Ups and downs with breathing.

"Is it okay?" Jiang Xing shrank his shoulders, always feeling that Chu Zhengan was more terrifying than before.

"Ah."

He spoke soothingly, but suddenly leaned closer and kissed the fragile and warm tip of the ear.

"Chu Zhen!"

Jiang Xing jumped up in panic, dragged the quilt over his head, his purple eyes shone slightly in the dark.

Chu Zhenqian thought casually, he should have noticed something was wrong long ago.

No one has ever seen purple eyes, and if there are, they are mixed with other colors, but Jiang Xing's are so pure and clear, they are completely natural.

Indeed, only the nature of mountains and wilds can give birth to such a pure "human being".

Chu Zhen said, "What other plans do you have?"

"I can't say for now."

"It's related to luck." Chu Zhen said, grasping the corner of the quilt with his palm, and pulled the quilt away with irresistible force.

The whole body suddenly cooled down, Jiang Xing flinched, "Uncle Huang is wise."

Chu Zhenqian easily picked up the cat's tail and played with it fondly. He felt that it was shiny and flawless, so he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed again.

"My lord used to have cats," breathed the fluff, "but never loved them so much."

Jiang Xing stopped his free movement, relaxed the strength of his long tail and let him kiss, blushing.

[Good guy, Fu Ruikong, right? 】

[What happened to Fu Rui?Fu Rui is hanging! 】

【Hey, Xing Xing asked me to kiss the tail, I will never bite...】

He has slender bones, and it is easier to hug him when he curls up. Chu Zhengan can encircle more than half of him with one arm, and his tail has nowhere to hide, and its hair is messed up from the tip to the bottom.

Jiang Xing bit his lips to hold back his tears, and weakly grabbed Chu Zhengan's sleeve, "Uncle Huang!"

"Well, let's stop making trouble." Chu Zhenqian laughed hoarsely, "Since that's the case, I will wait for you to perform."

Elaborate planning was called a performance, Jiang Xing angrily pounced on him and bit him.

It's a pity that this bit of revenge is like a game, and it is useless except to make Chu Zhen laugh more obviously.

During the frolicking, the iron interlayer of the carriage suddenly trembled.

Soon, the rustling sound hit the carriage like rain. If it weren't for the iron core, the carriage might have been smashed into a sieve.

Jiao Huan shouted: "My lord! You're under attack!"

Chu Zhenqian's face darkened, and he lifted the bed to reveal the hollow under it, "Go in."

Jiang Xing hid in the hollow, leaning on the edge of the bed and exhorting: "Uncle Emperor, be careful!"

Chu Zhen rubbed his ears dryly, covered the bed, and when the arrows outside were exhausted, he drew his knife and pushed the door out.

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This world can’t finish writing today (paralyzed

Hee hee hee beautiful albino lynx, but with a long tail, ask is the old xp

Fu Rui = furry, simply understood as a fluffy humanoid creature