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

The little prince Yin Yuanting's "auntie" called Shen Hui so much that he didn't know what to do. Regarding the close relationship he maintained with Yin Shengle, he had never been willing to make it public, except that he didn't want to call Yin Shengle In addition to tarnishing his reputation because of his own existence, there is also a small part because he is ashamed.

She was even so ashamed and frightened that she didn't even dare to meet the members of the Yin family who already knew the inside story.

Usually Yin Shengle was in private, and the two of them closed the door and teased him with a few words, which could make him lose his usual rationality and composure. On the cover of Tianling, the ears hidden under the hair are as red as jade.

However, Yin Shengle was full of joyful smiles, and did not stop the two little guys from coming forward. Little Fubao called "Auntie" again with eyes full of confusion, but Yin Huaiyu hesitated, feeling that no matter whether he was called "Teacher" , or "aunt" seems inappropriate.

He is a precocious child. After hesitating for a long time, he chose to keep his mouth shut.

"Good boy." Yin Shengle hugged the two little Douding one by one, "Little Fubao, how do you know this is your aunt?"

Shen Hui stared at him from the side, and wrinkled the scroll in his hand that was going to be enlightened to Yin Yuanting and his wife, his lips were tightly pursed, and a layer of bloodless white appeared on the edge.

Yin Yuanting thought about it carefully: "My mother sometimes wants to whisper to Meng Daddy, just like uncle and aunt, the two of them stay alone."

"Daddy Meng?" A flash of inspiration flashed in Yin Shengle's mind, and his tone was not as brisk as before. Shen Hui was keenly aware of his change, but he didn't ask because the two children were face to face.

Yin Yuanting nodded emphatically: "Yes, mother said, uncle will be Fu Bao's father in terms of etiquette, but Meng's father will still be Fu Bao's father, Fu Bao still remembers."

The way he lifted his small chin reminded Shen Hui of Yin Shengle's childhood, and his eyes couldn't help but soften a lot.

But he heard Yin Shengle speak again: "Fu Bao is really smart."

He said: "But in the future, in front of people, you have to be called your aunt. Cough, just call him Taifu honestly. After school, you can also call him uncle, or uncle." The last sentence was Yin Shengle saying to Yin Huaiyu of.

As Yin Shengle's potential enemy, Yin Huaiyu is still just a white and soft little glutinous rice dumpling. Compared with Yin Yuanting, his appearance is softer and weaker, and he has always been quiet and very well-behaved.

A well-behaved and cute cub made Yin Shengle completely unable to develop any hostility. He put the two cubs down. There were still a lot of government affairs to be dealt with in the Palace of Qinzheng, so Yin Shengle pulled Shen Hui to the back very much. Reluctantly lingered for a while, and then walked away step by step.

Shen Hui, who stayed behind to face the two children, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He rearranged his clothes, and before he could go out, he heard the two children discussing in a "whispered voice".

"...According to this calculation, Brother Ayu, you should be called the Seventh Aunt of Taifu." Yin Yuanting thought for a while, and then said it was wrong, pouted and frowned for a while, and then slapped suddenly , "Fu Bao remembered, my name is Uncle Daddy, so I should call him Aunt Niangqin! But he is a man, so I should also call him Daddy. Brother Ayu, Fubao has three daddies!"

Yin Huaiyu's voice was full of envy: "That's great, Fubao, I also want three fathers, so that when I encounter something that I don't understand, I can have three fathers to explain it to me."

"Brother Ayu, don't be sad, Fu Bao's father can take care of you like he takes care of me."

"really?"

"Yeah!" Yin Yuanting agreed very generously, "But brother Ayu can only see the three daddies when he plays with me. If you play with others, you won't see them."

Childish words, innocent.

Shen Hui came out with a new scroll, and the two children immediately sat upright in their seats.

They were about the same age, wearing the same clothes and wearing the same braids, and did not deliberately distinguish the difference between the crown prince and the prince of Qi.

However, Shen Hui suddenly discovered that if Yin Yuanting had hidden the red mole on the center of his eyebrows, his facial features were actually filled with a sense of determination that he was not unfamiliar with. It was too abrupt, and the red mole on the center of Yin Yuanting's eyebrows just neutralized it. If you don't look carefully, it will only make others think that this child is really smart and cute, and very blessed.

The son of the princess, heir to the emperor's line, the biological father is unknown.

Shen Hui asked the two children to sit on the low couch with him, and he read the story to them in a gentle voice. Yin Yuanting kept nodding as he listened, as if he could draw some insight from the simple story. But what's more, the little doll is warm and cute like an adult.

Shen Hui watched him slowly leaning against her side, and a certain part of her heart gradually softened.

It is said that they are teaching two children, but they are still too young. Apart from reading and listening to stories with Shen Hui, they have nothing else to do. After playing with them for an hour, Shen Hui will The two little dolls showing signs of fatigue were handed over to Lian Xin and the others, and they took them down for an afternoon nap.

Yin Shengle, who had just finished approving a wave of memorials in the Qinzheng Hall of Xuande Palace, heard Shen Hui's footsteps, and said to him without raising his head: "You guys are out of class? A Hui, please sit down first. Just reconcile the money to be used to repair the embankment."

Shen Hui walked beside him, Chen Ping backed away winkingly to make way for a seat, Shen Hui lightly touched the teacup on the imperial case, and found that it was already cold, so he picked up the teacup and wanted to change it for Yin Shengle Serve hot water.

Yin Shengle heard the sound and hurriedly stopped him: "I didn't allow Chen Ping to change it. It's getting hotter and hotter, so I just want to drink something cold."

"No." Shen Hui didn't give him the slightest leeway, "It's because of the hot weather and His Majesty has been sedentary for a long time, so you can't just drink cold tea rashly."

He poured out the cold tea, took another empty cup, poured boiling water from the teapot, and kept turning it upside down between the two teacups. Shen Hui's hands were steady and his posture was very elegant, going back and forth between the two teacups The poured tea turned into a green ribbon, without any trace of it spilling out of the cup.

When the tea was handed to Yin Shengle again, it was no longer scalding hot, it was just right for drinking, and it would not cool down to the temperature of the stomach.

Yin Shengle quickly put the teacup on the table, and quickly grabbed Shen Hui's hand that hadn't had time to withdraw. He squeezed Shen Hui's red fingertips distressedly: "Just leave these to the palace servants to do." , why don’t you do it yourself? It’s all red, I’ll show you..."

"Your Majesty, Mr. He Ge is asking to see you."

Yin Shengle's words were interrupted by the voice of the little eunuch outside. He raised his head in displeasure, frowned, and found that Mr. He Ge who was waiting outside was also frowning. Shen Hui frantically moved his hand from the Yin Shengle pulled it out of his hand, and Chen Ping shuddered, looking angrily at the little eunuch who had just announced that he intended to show his face in front of the new emperor.

"Cough." Yin Shengle cleared his throat, "Mr. He Ge, please come in."

He Ge's old age is precisely for the purpose of repairing the embankment this year.

He first reported the situation of the river embankment in previous years, and then pointed out the predicted flood season this year, and then counted several ministers of the Ministry of Industry who are good at repairing embankments, summed up these things, and put them in front of Yin Shengle, waiting for him. The emperor made up his mind.

Yin Shengle took a sip of tea, asked Chen Ping to offer a seat to Elder He Ge, and said: "Elder Ge came just in time. I finally developed a good thing a few days ago in the steelmaking place in the northwest, and it happened to be used to repair the river embankment. I'm going to ask someone to take the old man to see it."

He Ge's old buttocks couldn't sit still, so he stood up again: "The old minister is getting old, and he can't remember the way, can you invite the Taifu to go with the old minister?"

Hearing what he said, Yin Shengle knew that the old man probably saw clearly his "frivolous" Shen Hui's actions just now, and his brows became tighter: "I still have something important to discuss with the Taifu, Chen Ping, You personally led He Ge Lao there."

Elder He Ge seemed to want to say something more, his beard trembled, but he suppressed it after all.

After they left, Yin Shengle began to complain: "This old guy talks a lot and is too lenient. Fortunately, he just talked and didn't really want to reach out. A Hui, you don't want to go out of the palace later. He learned a lesson."

Shen Hui shook his head: "Mr. He Ge is an upright and respectful person, but he just cares a little bit."

Yin Shengle curled his lips and smiled helplessly. In the original book, Mr. He Ge was an upright person, but in fact he was partial to the male lead. He treated the male lead as his own child, and even went so far as to do it for the male lead many times. Obeying and violating the tyrant's orders, making others mature and sophisticated, as slippery as a loach. It seems that there are many small mistakes, but there are no big ones.

"Look, everyone thinks it's good." Yin Shengle approached Shen Hui and muttered. The palace people in the Palace of Qinzheng always lowered their heads slightly, without saying a word.

But Shen Hui still couldn't get close to Yin Shengle in front of so many people. He took a step back, but found that the jade pendant on his belt had fallen into Yin Shengle's hands at some point: "Your Majesty, my lord Come here, I have something to ask His Majesty."

"What's the matter?" Yin Shengle hooked the red string that tied the jade pendant, refusing to let go.

Shen Hui had no choice but to reach out for him to hold, and then rescued the jade pendant and belt from Yin Shengle.

Yin Shengle pinched Shen Hui's fingertips as he wished, waved his hand, and said to the palace: "You all go down first, by the way," he pointed to the little eunuch who had just notified, "Take him away, and he is not allowed to come again in the future." Come forward."

After all the palace people had left, Yin Shengle said, "A Hui wants to ask about Fu Bao's biological father?"

Shen Hui nodded: "Yes."

"Then who does Ahui think?"

"Boss Meng." Shen Hui said, "With His Royal Highness An Guo's spirit, it is impossible to get close to a man she doesn't like."

"Maybe sister just wants a child?" Yin Shengle held Shen Hui's finger to his lips and kissed it.

Shen Hui didn't break away, but continued calmly: "Your Majesty, you didn't use Director Meng's status as an internal eunuch to deny the minister."

Yin Shengle laughed softly, then hooked Shen Hui's with his little finger, and swayed back and forth: "Well, in fact, I only recently confirmed that Fu Bao is indeed the child of Meng Qi and his sister. About this, A Hui You've probably guessed it."

Shen Hui took a deep breath: "Then may I ask your Majesty to tell my ministers whether Mr. Meng is the prince of the former dynasty?"

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