Quick Transmigration: Don't be the hero of the show

This thought disturbed Yan Mingxiu's heart. While he was worried about Yuan Feizui's safety, he also thought that he should be worrying too much. With his martial arts, no one could harm him.

After thinking about it, she was still worried. A pillow like Wu Jin, even if he was as smart as he was not drunk, would definitely not set up defenses against her.

He was thinking wildly, unaware that Yuan Feizui had completely occupied his mind.

Forget it, Yan Mingxiu stood up, quite annoyed.A man who is so indecisive is no different from that woman.Since you are worried about his safety, why not just go and have a look.

At that time, the bright moon had just passed the tip of the willows, and Wu Jinfang had dinner.Hearing that Yan Mingxiu came to pay a visit, the woman showed a helpless smile on her face.

But in just a few hours, the woman changed into a new dress.Yan Mingxiu has seen a lot in the past few months in the palace, and he recognized at a glance that it was a precious brocade offered by the south of the Yangtze River. It is not easy for ordinary people to get it, so it must be specially rewarded by Yuan Feizui.

The clothes alone are not ordinary, let alone the dazzling array of pearl flowers on the bun.

People want clothes.Dressed up like this, Wu Jin is several times more beautiful than what he saw in the garden this afternoon, and Yan Mingxiu couldn't help but pay attention.

The woman's tone was as soft as a blooming flower petal, which made people feel unspeakably comfortable: "Mr. Yan is visiting the slave's house at this time, why?"

Yan Mingxiu put his hand on the hilt of the sword silently, and asked in a deep voice, "May I ask if Miss Wu has ever learned martial arts?"

He was so straight to the point, it frightened Wu Jin: "Young Master, why would you think so? Jin'er was raised in a deep boudoir since she was a child, and she rarely saw outsiders. How could she have the opportunity to learn martial arts? Besides, her father taught Jin'er since she was a child that lack of talent is a virtue." , Jin'er doesn't dare to be contaminated by those who fight and kill."

She pressed her slender fingers on her chest, as if she had been greatly frightened.

Yan Mingxiu wouldn't be fooled by her pretentiousness, and said with a disdainful smile: "Everyone is a thousand-year-old fox, so there is no need to play chatting."

Before the words were finished, a purple dragon soared into the air in front of Wu Jin and pounced on her silently!

I don't know what the sword tip hit, and it made a crisp sound.Wu Jin's voice was still gentle, as if he could pinch water: "Jin'er stole Mr. Yan's favor after knowing that he entered the mansion, but Mr. Yan is a gentleman, why bother to do something to a little girl like me. If Jin'er had a prince The method of body protection taught to me, I am afraid that I will die under the sword of Mr. Yan."

Such green tea words made Yan Mingxiu sneer even more.The flickering figure just now is enough to see that Wu Jin's martial arts are extraordinary, and it is by no means a state that Yuan Feizui can teach her with one move or two.

The tip of the sword trembled, and another stern light flashed across, extremely fast.

Seeing that Wu Jinbi was inevitable, a figure stood in front of her.

"Mingxiu is very angry today."

Yan Mingxiu's heart skipped a beat, but the tip of the sword could no longer advance half a point.

Wu Jin, who was behind him, saw that Yuan Fei arrived drunk, and quickly put on an aggrieved expression: "My lord, I have somehow offended Mr. Yan, and he actually wanted my life. If the lord hadn't arrived in time, Jin'er might I will never see the prince again."

The corner of Yuan Feizui's mouth twitched a few times, and he pushed her away calmly, but calmly on the surface: "What happened?"

When Yan Mingxiu saw that he was protecting Wu Jin behind him, his heart ached like a knife, and he tried his best to maintain a calm tone: "This woman is highly skilled in martial arts, but she lied to me that she is not good at martial arts. The reason why I killed her was for the safety of the prince. .”

Yuan Feizui felt like eating honey in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, and said calmly: "Jin'er's kung fu was taught to her by myself, it doesn't matter."

Yan Mingxiu's heart froze, and his flat nails almost drew blood on his palm.After a long time, he finally said, "It's my subordinate who has overstepped. Please punish me, my lord."

"No need..." Yuan Feizui waved his hand, and the dragon-patterned jade pendant on his waist flashed through the blurred light and shadow, "You should step back first."

Yan Mingxiu left in silence, and it didn't know when it started to rain lightly outside, and it rustled on his fingers, making him feel a piercing chill.

This night is destined to be another sleepless night.

The thought of leaving arises in a trance, it seems that this plane can basically be regarded as a failure for me, why should I continue, and finally end up with the same ending as the original owner.

The night wind blew through the treetops, and there was a creaking sound, and the dim yellow palace lanterns hanging under the eaves were dimly shadowed, illuminating a slender figure.

Yan Mingxiu thought he was thinking about that person so obsessively that he had hallucinations, so he turned around indifferently, but heard a long sigh like a dream.

"Mingxiu, what do you want me to do?"

Yan Mingxiu only thought that he was here for accountability, and said dryly: "This subordinate has made a mistake, so naturally he must follow the rules of the palace."

Yuan Feizui laughed softly, and at some point he was already sitting by the bed without saying a word.

Although Yan Mingxiu turned his back to him, he could still feel the emotion in those eyes.He got up very displeased, and said coldly: "My lord is sorry to comfort the frightened Miss Wu, what are you doing here?"

The corners of Yuan Feizui's lips curved slightly: "Naturally, I came to see how Mingxiu's vinegar is brewing."

"Vinegar? Where did you get jealous?" Yan Mingxiu realized that he was talking about himself, and said with a sneer, "Who would be jealous of a heartless person like you?"

"This matter is indeed my fault." Yuan Feizui took his hand, with a gentle tone, "I shouldn't deliberately play this play with her to stimulate you, and let my good Mingxiu suffer for so many days for nothing. Wronged."

"A play? What play?"

"That Ms. Wu is the younger sister of an old friend of mine. She was murdered by her fourth brother's servants, her family was ruined, and she was exiled to Jizhou.

Over the years, she has been vowing to avenge her father and brother, read poetry and books, and concentrate on practicing martial arts.Now that the time is right, I will bring her to the capital under the pretext of bestowing a marriage, and plan a big plan together. "

"The reason why I am like this is naturally selfish. If you don't make Mingxiu jealous, when will you face your own thoughts?"

It turned out that I was tricked by him.Wait, how could you believe the words of this bastard prince so easily.

Yan Mingxiu said coldly: "Do you think I will believe you just based on these few words?"

Yuan Fei's warm palm seemed to have some kind of power, pressing Yan Mingxiu's depressed and restless mood.

The man whispered in his ear: "Mingxiu, you have to judge for yourself whether you believe it or not. Seeing how you were jealous of me just now, I am really happy."

It was really hard not to touch Yan Mingxiu's fragile heart with such warm and affectionate words, he just felt the tip of his nose sore, and he was about to shed tears.

Seemingly discovering his tears, Yuan Feizui also became a little flustered: "Don't worry, I will accompany you every day from now on, and I won't go to Jin'er again."

Yan Mingxiu said angrily with tears in his voice, "Who wants you to accompany me!"

Yuan Feizui gently kissed away the tears on his face one by one, and hugged the young man in his arms.

His arms tightly hugged Yan Mingxiu's thin body, giving him his own warmth.

When Yuan Feizui fell asleep in his arms, Yan Mingxiu almost believed for a moment that he loved him, and he would not let himself fall into the bleak evening scene of the original owner.