[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

Everything is as you wish.

In the dream, someone whispered softly and nostalgicly in the ear.

He stretched out his hand to himself, and through those cold and indifferent eyes, he saw a thin child covered in dirt.

The child looked at the man who was close at hand, pursed his lips, hid his hands a little uncomfortably, and took a step back.

He was terrified, and worried that the man would not like him, so he stretched out his hands cautiously, and the icy wind blew past his frostbitten hands.

But he didn't seem to know the pain, the cold, or the future prospects. The corners of his mouth were pursed, and he raised a pure smile.

Those eyes, containing the starry sky, were filled with light, which suddenly lit up the man's heart.

Invisibly, the images that spread in the long river of history were weathered into sand, shattered little by little, and turned into soul-eating nails all over the sky, piercing fiercely at the boy.

Huai'an suddenly opened his eyes, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He stared at the ceiling in confusion, his lips trembling slightly.

"Master Guoshi, are you awake? That's great!"

The crisp female voice was full of joy, the young man turned his head and saw Ye Chanchan in peach pink walking with a medicine bowl.

"Master Guoshi, you have been in a coma for a day and a night, do you feel better?"

Ye Chanchan helped Huai'an up, and looked at him with shining eyes, her eyes were clear, without a trace of concealment.

Huai An frowned slightly, and brushed her hand away.

His movements were as natural as flowing water, and he supported himself, and the snow-white brocade clothes turned into flowing water with his movements, faintly shining with luster.

The long hair in blue silk, loose and falling, like spreading vines, climbed on his shoulders, neck and chest, blocking the collarbone that was invisible when he opened his clothes.

He asked, "Where is Your Majesty?"

He still remembered that before he fell into a coma, that person...

Huai An pursed his lips and tightened his fingertips.

Ever since the altar broke face with that person that day, he was injured because of the power of the soul and the power of the flesh. After the internal injury, the golden core in the body also had a few cracks.

And before he fell into a coma, he vaguely remembered the man staring at Huye Jieli's face, and stretched out his hand to him in panic.

Just as he was thinking, he heard Ye Chanchan whisper: "Your Majesty should be in the study... Your Majesty, why do you ask this?"

The girl blinked and looked at him curiously.

Huai'an propped himself up, his whole body was limp and weak, his physical body was damaged due to the burst of power, in this small world where spiritual energy is scarce, it is extremely difficult to recover.

"The waterlogging of the flood in the west has been resolved, but it needs to be rebuilt afterwards. I asked His Majesty just because of this matter."

"Yes."

Ye Chanchan hastily suppressed the joy in her heart.

"Help me change my clothes, I'll go to the imperial study."

Ye Chanchan was slightly taken aback: "But Master Guoshi, don't you...don't plan to avoid suspicion? After all, before, His Majesty said...say..." to marry him.

To be honest, if the person who was married was not a national teacher, maybe Ye Chanchan would have blessed Huye Jieli.

But the person Huyejieli had his eye on happened to be the person he liked too.

Ye Chanchan's heart was bitter, she couldn't help biting her lip, and carefully aimed at Huai'an.

Huai'an's eyes dimmed: "There is no need to avoid suspicion."

"Don't ask me any other questions."

Ye Chanchan bowed her head in response.

This time being able to serve by Huaian's side, Ye Chanchan felt that she was already very content.

After all, in this deep palace, saving one's life is the most important thing.

The smart Ye Chanchan never thinks that she is the protagonist after traveling once.

She helped Huai'an change into a slim white dress to hide the obsession in her eyes.

Huai'an closed his eyes, rubbed his temples with some headaches, ordered someone to prepare a sedan chair, and rode to the imperial study.

The young man pushed aside the veil on the edge of the sedan chair, clasped the sedan door with green fingertips, stepped on the eunuch's back and landed on the ground, and looked up at the imperial study.

Inside, a thick stream of true dragon flowed, forming a huge dragon, which was lurking above the sky, sleeping lazily with its eyes closed.

Huai'an didn't disturb the sleeping dragon, but chose to walk in.

There was no one else in the imperial study room, only Eunuch Xue and Huyejieli, after Huaian stepped into the imperial study room, even Eunuch Xue retreated consciously.

In the end, only the silent two remained.

Huye Jieli sat at the head of the desk, looking deeply at Huai'an.

Huai An bent down: "Your Majesty."

"Get up." Huyejieli put down his pen, hurriedly supported Huai'an, clasped his wrist with his fingertips, and carefully lowered his head: "Huai'an, you...don't be so polite."

"Your Majesty, courtesy cannot be abandoned."

Huye Jieli was a little helpless.

He knew that Huai'an planned to play this role-playing game, but...he really couldn't stand the serious and cold appearance of the young man.

This easily gave him an urge to abuse, and he couldn't help but want to tear off the other person's clothes to see the beautiful scenery hidden under the robe.

Huyejieli took a deep breath, and unconsciously rubbed his wrist with his fingertips.

"Then... I order you, you don't need to salute like me, is that good?"

He didn't dare to provoke Huai'an.

After recovering his memory, when Bai Luochen faced Huai'an, he didn't even dare to meet his eyes, for fear of seeing the resentment hidden in those eyes again.

His cautious attitude made Huai'an happy.

Huai'an brushed his hand away and took a step back: "Your Majesty, I'm looking for you this time because of the reconstruction of the flood disaster in the west, not to talk about love with you."

"Your Majesty, please respect yourself."

"I..." Bai Luochen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "Okay."

Perhaps because of being in the lower realm, Bai Luochen was influenced by Huye Jieli's personality, but he still couldn't hold back, and stretched out his hand to hook the other's robe.

The cool cuffs slipped away, Bai Luochen felt lost, and looked up at the young man, but only saw the calmness in his eyes.

Calm and indifferent, as if the incident on the altar day did not exist at all.

Bai Luochen withdrew his hand embarrassingly under the other party's shallow gaze again: "What the master of the country said is true."

"The floods in the west, I will allocate funds to help those common people..." Bai Luochen shook his lips, his voice was weak and slightly hoarse: "You...don't be upset."

"I, I listen to you."

Huai An evoked a faint arc.

That smile bloomed, like a flash in the pan, fleeting.

"Master, so you also have today."

The young man's cold eyes were stained with evil spirits, and the brows were raised, with a high-spirited look.

He stepped forward step by step, approached Bai Luochen, stretched out his hand, pressed against his chest, and pressed him on the desk little by little.

Huai'an bent over, strands of long hair brushed past his ears, and slowly fell on the side of Bai Luochen's face, and the itchy feeling penetrated into his heart.

"You look like this, so I can't help but want to do something to you..."

Bai Luochen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, suppressing the throbbing in his heart.

"Then... let's do it." His eyes were shining brightly, and with that rough beard, Huai'an somehow made Huai'an feel a bit ugly and weird.

Huai An squinted his eyes, and his fingertips climbed up his chest, along his neck, "stepping" on his Adam's apple, feeling the temperature of the skin under the rough beard.

The young man said with a smile: "Unfortunately, you are too ugly."

"I'm not sexual/interested."

you are so ugly...

too ugly……

ugly...

ugly……

Bai Luochen was still in an infinite loop of collapse until after Huai'an left, sitting on the desk stupidly, not even noticing that the bright yellow dragon robe was stained with ink.

He reached out and touched his face.

Before Huai'an woke up, he was in a complicated mood, so he ignored this sentence about the appearance of the physical body for a while.

Now being mentioned by Huai'an, I suddenly feel powerless.

Bai Luochen looked up at Eunuch Xue who had entered the study, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Eunuch Xue."

"I... am I ugly?"

Eunuch Xue was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he kowtowed again and again: "Your Majesty is wise and mighty, tall and majestic, and is a model for all people. You are not ugly!"

Bai Luochen: "..."

Big and big?

Bai Luochen pursed his lips, stretched out his palm to look at this body that was even bigger and stronger than himself, and couldn't explain it in his heart.

In the complicated emotions, there was actually a slight grievance, which took root like a small malt.

Bai Luochen waved his hands and sighed softly: "Forget it, you can go back first."

Eunuch Xue was all in his body, and slipped out of the imperial study tremblingly, with an expression of fear——

"Huh... What kind of fanfare is your majesty doing? Could it be that the national teacher said that your majesty... hiss, as expected of the national teacher, he dared to say such a thing."

Eunuch Xue really admires Huai'an now.

Day two.

When Bai Luochen untied the braids on his head, rolled them up, wore a crown, and put on a dragon robe and appeared in the court hall, everyone fell into a deathly silence.

Bai Luochen touched his chin uncomfortably, but it turned out to be empty.

He withdrew his hand, almost forgetting that he shaved his beard overnight last night.

Perhaps influenced by the habits of the flesh, Bai Luochen finished his morning court against the strange eyes of these courtiers, and touched his smooth chin in embarrassment.

This feeling is like...

Like something in the grassland...

"Brother, what's the matter with your face? It feels like a shaved bald man, it's weird!" Huyetari helped him solve this problem.

Bai Luochen pursed his lips, snapped off the dragon ball inlaid on the dragon chair, and threw it accurately on Huyetari's head.

"To shut up!"

"Worth grass!" Huyetari was hit straight, clutching his bluish forehead, and said aggrievedly: "Brother! You actually hit me!?"

"Why don't you get out?"

"I just wanted to praise you for not losing your temper today, but you turned your head and slapped me in the face, brother, you can't be like this, let me tell you." Huyetari snorted, "You won't let me talk about my Still want to talk."

"Baldy sheep! Baldy sheep~! Slightly slightly slightly!"

Bai Luochen broke off another pearl and threw it at it: "I told you to shut up, did you hear that!? One more thing, don't blame me for not being brotherly!"

Huye Tali slipped away quickly: "I'll say it, I'll say it!"

"Goat bald! Hahaha! I want to go back to the account and share it with the warriors in the clan, hahahaha! Brother, hit me~ a little bit~"

Baichen Shangxian wearing Huyejieli's skin: "..."

well.

You have successfully caught the deity's attention.

The author has something to say

Huaian: Tsk, bald sheep.

Bai Luochen: ...

Huyetari: Brother is a bald man!Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha (Test on the edge of the broken leg.)

Bai Luochen: Hehe.