What should I do if I see the male protagonist? [Transmigration Book]

The room was full of books, and I don't know if it was because the Imperial Academy was too busy, or because of other reasons, it seemed that the second prince had been alone all the time before Yin Shengle came over, and he had been lying down for a long time. When he saw his younger brother, he recklessly vomited bitterness to her: "If you want me to tell you, those old Confucian scholars really have a lot of troubles and thieves. What does it matter to them whether I marry or not, take a concubine or have a son? One or two are more worrying than me and your sister-in-law."

He babbled about himself and his wife as childhood sweethearts, and he didn't want others to step in and disturb him at all.

The second concubine's father is the younger brother of General Nanli, who died in battle when the second concubine was still young. At that time, the situation in the world was not yet clear. The second concubine's mother could not stand the days of fighting with the army. So she found another man to marry in the back, and the second prince concubine was brought up by Empress Shang, and later married the second prince logically.

"Your second sister-in-law has a good temper, and she can listen quietly to those noisy three aunts and six wives. I'm afraid she will lose her temper... Sigh, I didn't expect her to be in good health, but I didn't know that she was in good health by that hand. The bastard said that he moved his mind, and chased me all day to take a concubine." The second prince sighed heavily.

His straightforward attitude made Yin Shengle speechless: "Since you don't want to take a concubine, then just don't. The second sister-in-law can't tie you to someone else's bed."

The second prince looked at him with a helpless expression on his face: "Do you think she doesn't want to tie me up in someone else's house, otherwise why would I run out?"

Yin Shengle: ...

He suddenly felt that the color of the hat on his second brother's head was a bit strange, so he put away his casual expression and put on a three-pointed caution: "Second brother, what about you and your sister-in-law, don't you have a harmonious husband and wife life?"

If you really like someone, how can you be willing to push him to someone else?

Yin Shengle put himself into it and imagined that if Shen Hui had a woman he liked in the future and wanted to marry her... Just a little imaginary, Yin Shengle felt that he was going to explode.

He has always been afraid that he and Shen Hui will go back to the ending where the monarch and his ministers are separated, and swords face each other; but if Shen Hui wants to leave him in the arms of others in the future, he is even more afraid that he will lose control and make an irreparable mistake thing.

The second prince froze when he heard the words, and then he frowned tightly, and looked up and down his younger brother with an unbelievable gaze: "Why do you think so?"

"It's just about comparing your heart with your heart." Yin Shengle shrugged and raised one leg, "If in the future... if it is someone I care about, then I will definitely not push him into the arms of others."

His voice dropped as he spoke, as if he had made up his mind, he said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want to let go, I don't want to endure, I don't want to see him become someone else's family."

The young Shu Lang's face suddenly became indescribably dark, and the second prince's frown became more and more sad: "You are, do you have a girl you like?"

Then he saw Yin Shengle's whole body froze suddenly, and turned his face like a puppet in a daze: "How did you see that?!"

The second prince: "It's obvious, tell me, which family is the girl from?"

He smiled a little wretchedly, and his originally elegant face instantly became unreadable: "Brother, I will give you more details. If you want to talk about how to please your wife, I am still very good at it~"

The second prince, who wished he could make a triple wave with one sentence, became more and more unserious as he spoke. Yin Shengle felt a little embarrassment very rarely. He stood up and trampled the ground heavily with his feet: "I dare not go home, but I have the nerve to say that I am You are very good at pleasing your daughter-in-law, you'd better coax the second sister-in-law before you talk about it!"

He put down this sentence in the most vicious tone and fled.

The second prince looked at his back, and the unscrupulous smile on his face faded away, but the mark full of melancholy between his eyebrows was deeply burned there, like a knife mark accumulated over the years.

It wasn't until the cool wind hit his face that Yin Shengle realized that his cheeks were very hot. His body temperature was relatively high compared to ordinary people, but now he felt that his cheeks were burning. He also became irritable, and strode back to the place where he saw Shen Hui before, sneaking a look through the crowd and tree shadows, and only when he saw him did he feel that his restless mood had calmed down a little.

At night, although the Ministry of Internal Affairs had sent over dry charcoal, Yin Shengle still found an excuse to keep Shen Hui in his room.

The deer raised in Huangzhuang was only brought here today, and it was slaughtered and decomposed in the evening. When the fresh venison was delivered to Yin Shengle's table, it was still steaming.

All the deer blood was sent to several adult princes and emperors. When Empress Shang learned that Yin Shengle was going to roast venison in Chonghua Palace, she specially allocated some other dishes suitable for barbecue from her own quota. He asked someone to bring it over, and repeatedly told Yin Shengle not to eat too much.

Of course, Yin Shengle is very clear about his physical condition. He didn't intend to eat too much. Venison not only nourishes the spleen and Qi, but also warms the kidneys and strengthens that Yang...Of course, the more important thing is that it can improve the Shen Hui often suffers from cold hands and feet.

The imperial capital is always rainy, and when summer approaches, it is even more cloudy and rainy. There is often a thin layer of cold fog lingering in the streets and alleys. In this way, the overly long rainy season is undoubtedly very difficult for people with cold physique.

"A Hui, eat more." Yin Shengle piled up the venison in Shen Hui's bowl into a sharp hill, but there were only a few lonely green vegetables in his own bowl, "Mother said I can't eat it." Too much venison, so that's all up to you."

He was biting the vegetable leaves sprinkled with spices and grilled. Shen Hui, who was opposite, was eating venison while talking to Yin Shengle about his colleagues. , The tempers of the Hanlin officials who checked the ancient books together were almost the same.

Yin Shengle thought at first that he was sharing with himself the experience of the first day at work, but after listening for a while, he realized that Shen Hui was analyzing the temperament of the imperial officials with him.

"Xueshi Chen is considerate and enthusiastic. He has a good popularity in the Hanlin Academy, but he is too slippery. Today, Xueshi Wang and Xueshi Wu quarreled about the right and wrong in an ancient book. He smoothed things over." Shen Hui said, "I heard that he was a Jinshi in the ninth year of the Yuanli calendar, and he was the second in that class. He has never served in Beijing, and he seems to be seeking a position in the official department."

"Oh! I know this person. On the gift list I asked you to help collect earlier, he is the fourth one——A Hui, you didn't miss it, did you?" Yin Shengle took two mouthfuls of food.

There are three copies of his own treasury account book and gift slips, one for himself, one for Aunt Qiurong, and the other for Shen Hui.

The gift list at Aunt Qiurong's place was all outright exchanges of etiquette, while the two copies between himself and Shen Hui used code words to record some things that were not so upright.

This code word was made by them for fun when they were young. Yin Shengle thought that if he put it in Shen Hui's place, he would take a look at it more or less, but he didn't expect Shen Hui to be so strict and never looked at it.

At this time, the two were in a pavilion in the Chonghua Palace, most of the palace people were standing outside, at least five steps away from here, only Chen Ping was beside the two of them, adding charcoal fire and pouring tea from time to time, for Yin Shengle Speaking of these things, he pretended he didn't exist.

After all, I have no father or mother, and I don't have any godparents. The palace is full of people, and the closest one is His Highness the Seventh Prince. My heart is still very clear.

I also know how to be a deaf and dumb at the right time.

"This Xueshi Chen is one of the first few people to show affection to me. I have investigated and found that his family background is very clean, and he was too stubborn in his early years. He offended Mr. Yang Ge, so he has been staying in the Imperial Academy. "

Before Chen Xueshi turned to Yin Shengle, he was just a editor. Because he offended Mr. Yang Ge, he failed to seek release several times, so he could only stay in the editor's position aggrievedly for several days. In the past year, under Yin Shengle's intentional or unintentional intervention, he has slowly been promoted from the editor to the position of a bachelor, and there are many more opportunities to show his face in front of the emperor.

Now he no longer wants to be transferred to the local government to become a parent official, but he wants to be transferred to the official department with all his strength.

"He is self-motivated, and he is quite secretive when interacting with me. No one in the court knows that he belongs to me." Speaking of this, Yin Shengle glanced at Shen Hui with resentful eyes, "I I thought, A Hui, you would give a little thought to the contents of the gift list..."

Shen Hui felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and put down his chopsticks: "It's just something that His Royal Highness entrusted to me for safekeeping, how can I look it up without His Highness's permission?"

His most accustomed cautious attitude made Yin Shengle very dissatisfied: "Then I will allow you to look at it as you please - I have given you all my wealth, and you are only told to keep it, and you are not allowed to look at it." Meaning, don’t you still believe in my trust in you?”

After all, Yin Shengle quickly picked up a chopstick of venison from Shen Hui's bowl: "This will be your apology to me, and you must not distrust me like this in the future."

"Your Highness..." Shen Hui felt guilty, and immediately didn't know how to deal with himself. He could only nod his head, "It won't happen again in the future."

He gave Chen Ping a wink, and Chen Ping immediately refilled the herbal tea in Yin Shengle's hand.

Shen Hui corrected his slightly bewildered expression: "If your Highness has any important matters in the future, you can just speak directly with me, so that I won't make mistakes again."

He wants to keep a certain distance from the "monarch", and he always prepares for a day in the future when the boy who grew up with him will become a real emperor.

The prince and the emperor are two different existences after all.

The friendship of the former may be real, but the latter, as long as a little carelessness and indulgence, will lead himself into a situation beyond redemption.

Shen Hui felt a dull pain in his heart, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "If there are any omissions, please also point them out, so as not to cause misunderstandings in the future."

Yin Shengle held the tip of his chopsticks in his mouth, pondered for a moment, then cleared his throat: "The first thing is——"

He raised his eyebrows: "That is, when you are only the two of us in private, don't be 'chenchenchen' anymore!"

Shen Hui was dumb for a moment, and after a long pause, he hesitated and slowly uttered a word: "Your Highness...I..."

It was probably because the smile in the eyes of the person opposite was so warm that it gently brushed away the dull pain in his heart.

"I'm stuffed."

He bowed his head, and the tips of his ears were filled with clouds of shame.

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感谢在2021-11-1621:09:20~2021-11-1720:32:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Chaoyang Ruguang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!