To survive [Quick Transmigration]

On April [-]rd, spring is in full bloom, and the annual spring banquet at Huaiyang Prince's Mansion is coming in anticipation of all the Zhongding princes.

Ji Canglan, King of Huaiyang, held a banquet in a courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing. The young masters of the aristocratic families, the nobles with hairpin tassels, or the princes and children of Ji's clan, all dressed up gracefully, wore brocade jade, and talked with their familiar companions. There were laughs and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

Mo Zhaoyuan did not go with Wen Fengzhi - he went with Minghe.

The young master of the General's Mansion naturally won the spring banquet of King Huaiyang.And the man who came with Young Master Wen, although he had never seen a face in the capital, his pair of vine purple eyes seemed to have alien blood.But because he was brought by Young Master Wen, the guards at the gate also let him go.

Speaking of Wen Fengzhi, he actually didn't know that Mo Zhaoyuan would come.

It was under Shi Shi's persuasion that Mo Zhaoyuan "finally decided" to go out of his small courtyard to attend the spring banquet of King Huaiyang to change his mood.

Shi was afraid that his youngest son, who was finally persuaded to leave the house, would retreat again due to some accident, and hide the news to death.She didn't even tell General Wen, let alone Wen Fengzhi.

After Mo Zhaoyuan arrived at King Huaiyang's other courtyard, he had no intention of meeting Wen Fengzhi.He didn't come here to play, and now that he is blind, even if he wanted to find Wen Fengzhi among the many people at the spring banquet, it would be too much trouble for him to "have more than enough heart but not enough energy".

He took Minghe together, found a corner with not so many people and sat down, waiting for Ji Cenhan to come over.

After a while, there was a commotion not far away, and Mo Zhaoyuan saw an energy group walking towards him.Minghe turned slightly sideways, and whispered in Mo Zhaoyuan's ear, "It's the prince."

Prince, Ji Feixun.

"Not Ji Cenhan?" Mo Zhaoyuan was a little surprised, but within a few breaths Ji Feixun had already approached, and Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't ask any more questions.Because he couldn't see it, he ignored Ji Feixun very "disrespectfully".

In fact, Mo Zhaoyuan's mood at this time is a bit complicated.

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Although it is not "that" Ji Feixun, it is the same soul after all.Mo Zhaoyuan almost subconsciously thought of the previous world. When he hugged Ji Feixun and pierced the two of them with a long sword, Ji Feixun had a joyful and happy smile on his face.

Not only that, when he saw this smile, the nauseating sticky feeling in his heart that accompanied his surprise seemed to surge up again in an instant.

Mo Zhaoyuan pressed his stomach indiscriminately.

"You are Wen Jingzhi?"

Ji Feixun stopped in front of him and looked at him condescendingly.Before Mo Zhaoyuan answered, he heard Wen Fengzhi's panting voice that implied surprise and worry, as if chasing him in a hurry.

"His Royal Highness! My younger brother is young, please Your Highness—"

"Young Master Wen, you don't need to be in such a hurry." Ji Feixun interrupted him with a smile, his voice was clear and clear, and his words were as sweet as jade hitting each other, "Gu just happened to see Young Master Wen here, so come over by the way Just say hello."

Wen Jingzhi and Ji Feixun were really "never born", and Ji Feixun's words of "stop by to say hello" made Mo Zhaoyuan feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's been a long time, it's a pleasure to meet you." Mo Zhaoyuan exchanged polite greetings with Ji Feixun, paused, and asked, "I've already said hello, is there anything else your Highness wants to do?"

"Jing Zhi is indeed very interesting." Ji Feixun smiled softly, looked Mo Zhaoyuan up and down again with an appraising look, and finally settled on the slightly sad eyes of the young man "Are you really blind?"

"It's true." Mo Zhaoyuan was neither angry nor unhappy, and answered Ji Feixun's question in a calm tone.

"It's a pity." Ji Feixun sighed inexplicably.

When Wen Fengzhi heard this, he was already a little angry: "His Royal Highness"

He really couldn't understand why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was known as a virtuous man, would humiliate and respect him like this.

But Ji Feixun suddenly changed the subject: "Since this is the case, would Jingzhi be willing to come to the East Palace to take any position?"

Apart from the eunuchs and court ladies, only the prince's subordinates were left working in the East Palace.No matter what, Ji Feixun would never use his servants to humiliate the general's son, so this sentence could only be an invitation to Mo Zhaoyuan to become his vassal.

For a blind man who is unlikely to be an official in this life, this invitation is undoubtedly a kindness and consideration.

Compared with being a useless person, doing nothing for a lifetime, and doing nothing for this life, it is obviously a better future to go to the East Palace to work for the prince.Therefore, although he knew that the prince's move was to completely pull the Wen family into the chariot of the princelings, Wen Fengzhi still expressed some gratitude to the prince from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness." Mo Zhaoyuan rejected Ji Feixun without even thinking about it, "But Jingzhi has no talent, no virtue, and can't see him. He really can't bear to be a subject of the Eastern Palace."

Mo Zhaoyuan was only here to set things right and compensate the Son of Luck, but it didn't mean that he would have to work for the Son of Luck.

And then again, he is blind now, what can he do as a subject?Wen Fengzhi could see the true meaning behind Ji Feixun's request, but couldn't Mo Zhaoyuan see it?

Of course he saw it.

Just because he knew the purpose of Ji Feixun doing this, Mo Zhaoyuan didn't want to let others think that the Wen family belonged to the prince because of himself.

Although personally speaking, he absolutely supports Ji Fei's pursuit of the throne, and he will spare no effort to help Ji Fei seek the throne for the purpose of compensating the son of luck, but

It hasn't reached the point where the entire General's Mansion needs to be dragged into the water.

Unexpectedly, he would be rejected—there was no reluctance on Young Master Wen's face, and it didn't look like he was giving in for the sake of the family—Ji Feixun was a little surprised, and looked at Mo Zhaoyuan intently. After a while: "You really think it over, don't you regret it?"

"Thank you for your love, Your Highness." Mo Zhaoyuan lowered his eyes, his attitude was very persistent.

Seeing that he was so sure, Ji Fei didn't say anything more.

I don't know if he lost interest in Mo Zhaoyuan because of this, he left soon.Wen Fengzhi seemed to have something to say to Mo Zhaoyuan, but he and the crown prince hadn't finished talking, and finally he hesitated to speak and looked at his younger brother a few times, then followed Ji Feixun and left.

Next to Mo Zhaoyuan, there was only Minghe, an energy group.

When Mo Zhaoyuan was doing "business", Minghe usually seemed very silent.Only when the two of them are alone, Minghe will not be so "cherishing words like gold".

"My lord, Ji Cenhan hasn't come yet." Minghe asked in a low voice, "Do you want to wait any longer, Your lord?"

"Wait, there's nothing wrong anyway." Mo Zhaoyuan frowned childishly, "It can barely be regarded as a reunion after a long absence... He is really unpleasant as always!"

Minghe realized that the "he" in Mo Zhaoyuan's words was not Ji Cenhan, but Ji Feixun.

Your Majesty seems to be particularly concerned about this son of luck...

Very suddenly, the idea came to me.

Minghe was a little curious - he was not the kind of person who was very curious, but facing such an abnormal behavior of his lord, Minghe still had a little curiosity unavoidably.

However, he had asked about the relationship between His Majesty and Ji Feixun before, and His Majesty only said that "some impressive things happened", but he avoided talking about the specific things.Therefore, despite the curiosity in his heart, Ming He still suppressed himself and did not explore further.

Although he restrained himself from searching, Minghe didn't want to hear His Holiness talk too much about Ji Feixun.He looked around and changed the subject resolutely: "It seems that someone is playing Qushui Liushang over there. Do you want to join us, Your Majesty?"

"Eh? I'll forget it!" Mo Zhaoyuan was successfully distracted.But Qushui Liushang and so on, he has played it countless times in previous reincarnations, so he really can't get interested.

"Does Xiaohe want to play?" Mo Zhaoyuan asked, "For Xiaohe, you haven't participated in Qushui Liushang before, right? You can go and experience it!"

Minghe shook his head, suddenly realized that Mo Zhaoyuan could not be seen now, and said again: "I will accompany Your Majesty."

"It's really cute." Mo Zhaoyuan laughed, "That's fine too. When the eyes are fine in the future, I'll take you to play Qushui Liushang together."

"Okay." Minghe is actually not very interested in this kind of human entertainment, but if it is with His Majesty

He suddenly looked forward to it.

And at this moment, the "rabbit" that Mo Zhaoyuan had been waiting for for a long time finally arrived.

The third prince, Ji Cenhan, was wearing a light blue robe with wide sleeves, which made him look tall and elegant.He looked around for a while, and when he saw Mo Zhaoyuan, his eyes lit up immediately, he walked across the crowd like flowers and willows, and walked straight to the corner where Mo Zhaoyuan was.

He thought that his actions would be inconspicuous in the spring banquet with a large number of people, but he never thought that Wen Fengzhi had noticed him long ago.Not only that, but Ji Feixun, who learned the truth about Wen Jingzhi's blindness from Wen Fengzhi, was secretly observing Ji Cenhan with searching eyes.

"Your Majesty." Minghe caught a glimpse of Ji Cenhan's figure, and immediately sat upright, "Ji Cenhan is here."

"It's finally here." Mo Zhaoyuan casually raised his hand to brush the corner of his lips, his wide sleeves completely concealed the fleeting mocking smile, "Play a good show with me, Xiaohe."

"Follow the will." Ming He replied in a low voice, paused, and asked, "However, what kind of drama does Your Majesty want to play this time?"

--this time?It seems that he used to cooperate with Zunshang often in acting

"Just follow Ji Cenhan's script." Mo Zhaoyuan bent the corners of his lips, "Didn't he think of 'the hero saving the beauty' and let Wen Jingzhi fall in love with him at first sight? Since you are the hero saving the beauty this time , the object of 'love at first sight' will naturally change, right?"

"Your Majesty, you want to play the role of love, lover?"

Extremely rare, the pale face of the demon youth turned crimson bit by bit.

Mo Zhaoyuan didn't see the little demon's blushing face, but he seemed to be able to sense it from Minghe's stuttering voice.

"Yes." Mo Zhaoyuan held Minghe's hand with a smile, and shook it coquettishly, "I believe Xiaohe will be able to act well, right?"

Ming He blushed even more: "I will work hard."

Then he carefully hugged the boy next to him in his arms.