[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

The fear of not being able to hold the man in front of him overwhelmed the Khan.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and clasped the young man's slender wrist, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The young man raised his eyes, his pure white eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were clear, reflecting Huye Jieli's figure, accompanied by some doubts.

"His Majesty?"

Huyejieli came back to his senses, withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and sat on the side of the couch, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

"I was just... probably stunned."

He actually felt that he couldn't catch the man in front of him.

But in fact, he glanced at the moon wheel spinning behind Huai'an, and the lotus flower on his palm. He was obviously panicked to death, but he pretended to be nonchalant, and asked him in a low voice, "Master Yan, what do you hold in your hand?" what is it?"

"This is a magic weapon." Huai'an replied truthfully, fiddled with the lotus petals, picked up a snow-white petal, put it under the nose and lightly sniffed it.

The young man closed his eyes, and at that moment, the tranquility and warmth radiated from his body, silently calming the panic in Huyejieli's heart.

While sniffing the breath left on the petals, he opened his lips and sighed softly: "Floods have hit the west, and the people have been displaced. Has Your Majesty thought of a countermeasure in the past two days?"

The man did things slowly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings, always making people feel beautiful.

The restlessness in Huyejieli's heart seemed to have encountered a cold tide, which drowned the flames on the desolate land, dispelled the scorching heat, and brought warmth and tranquility.

Huyejieli breathed out, his eyes deepened, his fingertips clenched tightly, and he was silent for a while. After Huai'an asked the question a second time, he came back to his senses, and answered in a sarcastic way: "Shang, not yet..."

"His Majesty."

The youth's light-colored pupils seem to have fallen into thousands of stars, exuding a coquettish beauty.

"You are the real dragon emperor, with the aura of crape myrtle, and you are the master of thousands of rivers and mountains."

"All the people in the world are your people." Huai'an looked at the man sitting cross-legged opposite him, with heavy eyes and dissatisfaction: "But you put all the people in the world in a life and death situation for your own selfishness, and you don't care about it. Don't you feel ashamed, Your Majesty?"

Huye Jieli was silent for two seconds.

He wanted to answer no.

But looking at the kind and dissatisfied eyes of the young man, I suddenly lost the courage to answer in my heart.

So he chose to remain silent.

Huai'an didn't take it seriously, and continued: "Your Majesty, if you don't want to take care of the lives and deaths of all people in this world, then let me take care of it."

"Can……"

Huye Jieli suddenly felt wronged.

He just wanted Huai'an to take care of him.

He hoped that Huaian had only himself in his heart.

But looking at the other party's indifferent pupils, the noble emperor suddenly realized that the person in front of him might really only care about the common people.

In the bottom of Huai'an's heart, there has never been his own existence.

Huye Jieli rolled his Adam's apple, and the depression lingered in his chest for a long time.

"Yan Shi, do you know..." What was I thinking in my heart?

After all, Huye Jieli was unable to speak out, so he endured a moment of silence and agreed in a low voice: "Okay."

"If you want to take care of it, then it's up to you."

Huaian showed a clear and shallow smile, like gurgling water, refreshing.

"Thank you Your Majesty for agreeing,"

"Then..." The young man paused for a moment, and then said, "Can your Majesty send those people under your seat back?"

"Yes." Although Huyejieli said that he was relieved of the position of national teacher, after meeting Huai'an, he was given back.

He didn't want to see Huai'an bowing down for others, so he naturally raised the status of the national teacher to the same level as himself.

Anyway, I don't care about face?

Therefore, after Huai'an made his request, he nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

Huyejieli felt that he could stretch and bend, even if his face was swollen in order to chase after Yanshi, it didn't matter.

Thinking of this, Huye Jieli was probably moved by himself, and couldn't help stretching out his hand.

But his hand stretched as far as he could, and finally let it go, he could only sneak through under the table on the couch, and carefully hooked the sleeve of the young man, not letting him know.

Huye Jieli clenched his fingertips tightly, staring at the young man with fiery eyes, and even spoke a lot softer.

"You can do whatever you want, Master National Teacher, and I will support you unconditionally."

Huaian was slightly taken aback.

Xu Shi never expected that the other party would say such a thing, and the young man's face was a little more bewildered: "Your Majesty?"

"kindness?"

"Your Majesty, are you serious?"

"Of course it's true." Huyejie patted his chest with his other hand: "I, Huyejieli, don't bother to tell lies!"

Disdain to say it doesn't mean he won't lie.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to win battle after battle.

But... When Huye Jieli faced Huai'an, he was sincere and did not want to deceive the other party at all.

Huaian pursed his lips and smiled: "Your Majesty must remember what you said today."

Remember this moment.

Don't lie to him.

Don't lie to him.

If he does this, in this life, Huai'an is willing to give the other party the ending he wants.

The deep meaning in the youth's eyes is like a deep pool of water, bottomless.

Huyejieli didn't realize it, he was still hooking the young man's sleeve, and cautiously touched it upwards in a humble gesture.

Such a humble gesture appeared on the face of this generation of emperors, which was somewhat surprising.

Huai'an didn't take it seriously, only a little more smile in his heart.

He just let Huyejieli touch his sleeve, and when he was about to touch his arm, he thought of flirting again, and his eyes showed doubts.

The young man looked at the emperor: "Your Majesty, I don't know why you put your hand on the sleeve of this humble minister?"

"But something important is missing?"

Huyu Xiduoyejieli paused slightly.

Is there anything more embarrassing than being found out eating someone else's tofu?

The most embarrassing thing is that he hasn't eaten yet!

Huye Jieli withdrew his hand with some heartache, but after thinking about it, he suddenly put his hand on the table and propped it up, leaning over his head and laughing: "I really lost something important?"

Huaian remained calm.

"What did His Majesty lose?"

"I lost you." The emperor said.

Huyejieli smiled and said, "Master Guoshi, do you know what I think of you now?"

The sweet talk in the first second, and the pressing step by step in the next second, the tall Khan pressed half of his body on the couch table, and stretched out his hand to hold the young man's slender wrist.

The young man let him move as if in a daze.

"What is the meaning of this, Your Majesty?"

Huyejieli stared at Huai'an seriously, trying to see the slightest bit of embarrassment from his face, but... no.

Huai'an was only dazed and puzzled, and there was no lust or lust in his pure eyes, which made people unable to bear the slightest bit of blasphemy.

He sat down a little discouraged, waved his hands and said, "It's not interesting."

The faint incense smoke lingered and dissipated from the silver-gilt censer, dispelling the coldness in the room, and a few wisps of fragrance wafted out.

The quiet young man fiddled with the petals, and finally took off all the petals of the lotus, leaving only the lotus pod.

And those petals that were picked off did not fall. Instead, they floated in front of Huai'an with the moon.

Such magical skills are already possessed by extraordinary people.

So Huyejieli couldn't help asking: "What are you doing, Mr. National Teacher?"

Huai'an told the truth: "I am preparing supplies for flood disasters."

Where the lotus seeds in this lotus pod are located, there is a vast expanse of blue ocean, turned into ice-blue jewels.

And this Magical Artifact, which happens to be water, can absorb all the flood water into it.

In fact, there is no need to prepare for a mere flood, but... Huai'an couldn't stand it and wanted to pretend to be a coercion in front of Huye Jieli.

Huaian wants Huyejieli to realize the gap between him and himself.

Most importantly, he wanted to know what Huyejieli would choose to do in the face of such a huge gap!

With such a mentality, Huai'an's lips curled up, his eyebrows and eyes curved, and he said softly: "This is a magic weapon of the water attribute. With this, I can go to the flooded place and subdue the flooded water. If there is waterlogging, the people don’t need to flee.”

"but……"

"Conquering the waterlogging is easy, but rebuilding after the disaster is a tricky problem. I wonder if Your Majesty can think of a countermeasure?"

The young man was not in a hurry, but he knocked on Huyejieli's heart word by word.

Obviously it is the same familiar language.

But when they are combined together, they become even more mysterious words.

Huye Jieli frowned, a chill flashed in his eyes, he was silent for a long time as he looked at the lotus pod and the moon wheel spinning behind Huai'an.

"Reconstruction after the disaster has to be discussed in the long run, so don't worry for now."

"Instead of talking about these things, it's better for Master Guoshi to tell me, what is this magic weapon?"

Huai'an put away the smile on his lips, his eyes gradually condensed.

"Your Majesty, it's better not to be curious about some things." The young man's cold voice was devoid of warmth.

In the next second, Huyejieli was invited out without hesitation.

It just appeared outside the Star Picking Tower in the blink of an eye. Such a method made Huye Jieli's breathing hard to restrain.

Eunuch Xue took advantage of the opportunity to support Huyejieli who was staggering. Facing the sudden change of life, he was already familiar with it, and even tried to comfort him: "Your Majesty has offended Master Guoshi?"

"Master Guoshi has a good temper, no matter who is right or wrong in today's matter, please don't mind..."

Before Eunuch Xue could finish his sentence, Huyejieli suddenly grabbed his hand with a fierce look in his eyes.

"It seems that you know the national teacher very well?"

Eunuch Xue was shocked: "Yes, yes... no, no..."

Before Xue Gonggong could continue, Huyejieli said suddenly: "Tell me everything you know about the national teacher."

Eunuch Xue was slightly taken aback: "Huh?"

Huyejieli said it again.

Eunuch Xue responded tremblingly.

As the tall Khan walked, he listened to the voice of his father-in-law beside him. His heart sank into the silent sea like a sinking stone. The more he sank, the more he felt the bone-chilling cold.

Just like he did to Huai'an.

The more he understands, the more he fears losing in his heart.