I had to make the protagonist love me [Quick Transmigration]

Chi Xiaotian didn't reply immediately.

There were still tears in the child's eyes, and the eyeballs were bright. Rong Xingjian felt that his eyes were too beautiful, like flawless jade, like emeralds dripping water. He curled his lips and looked at Chi Xiaotian, in a good mood: "Why, happy broken?"

The Rong family is the second clan of the Wei Dynasty, second only to the royal family.

He, Rong Xingjian, is the son of the Rong family, his status is so honorable that he is on par with the crown prince, and ordinary princes and princesses are far inferior to him, otherwise he would not have dared to say these words to cover the prince.

Chi Xiaotian's identity is actually easy to guess.

In addition to the little eunuch, where else can young children come to the palace?Only the heirs of the emperor.

Chi Xiaotian was surprised: "What did he call me?"

Before the system could reply to him, he was furious, "He actually called me an ugly thing!"

Shameful.

system:"……"

It felt that Chi Xiaotian really didn't count, "Don't you know how ugly you are now? Calling you ugly is an insult to ugly things."

The child didn't speak, he was really dumb, ugly and dumb.

Rong Xingjian felt that those noble girls would cry when they saw it, but fortunately he didn't dislike it. He is thirteen this year, but his height is nearly 1.7 meters. He is a handsome young man. The hair: "Still dawdling, call brother."

Chi Xiaotian knew whether this would turn his face against Rong Xingjian, so he secretly wrote it down.

The child's eyelashes are very thick, the eyeballs are moist, he looks very good, and his voice is soft: "...Brother."

Rong Xingjian is not an only son, he has a younger sister, a twin sister, but he doesn't get along with his younger sister, his younger sister always calls him by his first name, and other cousins ​​don't call him brother directly.

After all, this ugly thing was the first one to call him that, and he collected it himself.People always have two points more joy in their own things, and two points more desire to protect.The young man looked at Chi Xiaotian's withered face, shriveled figure, and unspeakably heavy shoulders. Seeing that Chi Xiaotian was still stuffing pastries, he stretched out his hand and patted the child's thin arm: "I don't even know how to let go!" How long has it been, don't eat this. There is a banquet ahead, I will take you there."

Few people come here, and it is normal for a plate of dim sum to be served for two or three days, the taste must have changed long ago.

Chi Xiaotian didn't have much strength in the first place, and the strength in his hands was not strong. His arm shook, and the pastry rolled to the bottom of the table. This was the last piece, and there were some crumbs left on the bottom of the plate.

He was still very hungry, heartburning and hungry, and the pastry was so choking, but he still ate it very carefully. The child bit his lower lip, trying his best to restrain the urge to squat down and pick it up and stuff it in his mouth.

He can't pick up things on the ground. Every time those people tease him, they will pour the food on the ground and let him eat on his stomach.

They said he was like a dog.

Chi Xiaotian has never seen a dog before, but he knows it's not a good word.Sometimes he would think, how could he end up in such a miserable situation as a prince with the most noble blood in the world.

Rong Xingjian didn't know this, he really didn't think it was a good thing, more precisely, it was inferior, and he didn't want to give it to him for free, seeing the child distracted, he beckoned: "What are you looking at?"

Only then did Chi Xiaotian look at Rong Xingjian.

He shook his empty hand: "...I'm hungry."

Rong Xingjian didn't delay either, he took two steps, then turned around suddenly, the ugly thing shouldn't be able to keep up with him...indeed he couldn't keep up, he had already got off the pavilion, Chi Xiaotian was still struggling to walk down the steps in the palace They are all tall, the child's legs are very thin, he has no flesh all over his body, and his two thin legs are sticking out—for some reason, he remembered the fluffy grass that moves with the wind and is helpless.

Chi Xiaotian was afraid that he would be left behind if he couldn't keep up with Rong Xingjian. He stepped forward, a little anxious, but also stubborn and fierce that he must catch up. Even if he rolled down or crawled, he still had to keep up.

He didn't know whether what Rong Xingjian said was true or not, and he didn't believe that what Rong Xingjian said would cover his words. He only knew that following Rong Xingjian this time would make him full.

Missed this opportunity, when is the next time?

Rong Xingjian's eyelids twitched, and Chi Xiaotian actually wanted to jump down. Such a little thing might fall apart with a shudder. Rong Xingjian didn't intend to hug Chi Xiaotian at first. Ugly things are not only ugly, but also smell bad.

He conservatively estimated that Chi Xiaotian hadn't changed his clothes for a month.

It's not that Rong Xingjian is hypocritical, Chi Xiaotian is an existence that normal people would want to keep a distance from. Although Rong Xingjian grew up in the frontier fortress since he was a child, who is he?

He is well-clothed, well-fed, well-fed, and praised.

But the boy still passed by, he picked up Chi Xiaotian's clothes from the back of his neck: "You are really not afraid of death."

Chi Xiaotian is only two years younger than Rong Xingjian, but he is only a little above Rong Xingjian's waist. When he is lifted up, he can only kick his legs in vain. He feels insecure like this. He has been lifted up and thrown out to play before. I can still remember the panic: "Brother...Brother." He flattered me, "Let me go."

Rong Xingjian noticed that Chi Xiaotian seemed to be very afraid of being in contact with people, but he still didn't let go of Chi Xiaotian, he changed it to hugging: "You walk too slowly by yourself, brother hugs you and walks."

Chi Xiaotian tightly hugged Rong Xingjian's neck, his two arms were pitifully thin, his eyes were full of tears, and he was still trembling.

Rong Xingjian pursed his lower lip, and suddenly a hostility arose in his chest.He was also a well-known little overlord in the frontier, riding horses and fighting dogs, leading three thousand soldiers and others to fight fiercely.

But he will never bully a child, and he also looks down on those who bully a child: "What are you afraid of? Take it easy." He joked, "You will strangle me to death before I get to the place."

It was difficult for Chi Xiaotian to control.

He was a little terrified: "Brother Tong, my eyes won't be broken."

The system comforted Chi Xiaotian: "It's just a conditioned reflex, just get in touch with people more in the future and get used to it."

Chi Xiaotian was a little relieved.

He was still hugging Rong Xingjian's neck, and his autumn clothes were not that thick. Although he was still crying, he really said, "Wow." He could vaguely feel it, and he was about to move, "He has abdominal muscles."

The boy's shoulders are neither thin nor thick, but wide enough to give people a sense of security.

The system just said: "He's only thirteen."

Chi Xiaotian: "..."

He thought Rong Xingjian was already sixteen or seventeen.

The system also said: "Starting in three years."

Chi Xiaotian was completely paralyzed: "Damn!"

Rong Xingjian didn't think about going to the banquet anymore, there were so many people there, he was afraid that the ugly things would scare him to death, so he changed his way halfway, and went to the palace prepared for him by his aunt in the palace, feeling that the people in his arms gradually calmed down, he Looking down, he didn't dislike Chi Xiaotian's snot and tears, but said with emotion: "It's so ugly."

Chi Xiaotian was still sad, Rong Xingjian's sound was so ugly that he broke his defense again, the child curled his mouth, tears came out of his eyes again, he didn't speak, crying like a little doormat.

Rong Xingjian likes Chi Xiaotian's eyes, which are clean, bright and ignorant, like the little tiger he raised before. He personally nursed the little tiger and raised it to grow up, but the little tiger was still wild and unruly, and wanted to bite him.

He smashed the tiger's skull with one palm, and pulled out the tiger's skin to make a cushion: "Have you ever seen a tiger?"

Chi Xiaotian wiped his tears with his sleeve, but because his clothes were stinky, his tears flowed more cheerfully because of his stinky clothes. He was cursing in his heart, but his voice was soft and soft: "No."

Rong Xingjian smiled, with a youthful and frivolous pride: "I have a big tiger's skin in my palace."

He didn't intend to tell Chi Xiaotian that this was the tiger he raised, "I'll show you later."

Chi Xiaotian doesn't want to look at the tiger skin, he wants to eat, he has been hungry all year round, his stomach is actually not big, he will already feel a little full, but his mouth wants to eat, and his brain is also urging him to eat more: "Brother .”

The child was resting on his shoulder, and when he spoke, the heat brushed against his earlobe. Rong Xingjian wouldn't have fantasies about a child, but this kind of close distance would indeed easily cause ripples in people's hearts.

He tilted his head slightly, and the young man's voice was clear and clear: "What do you want me to do?"

Chi Xiaotian whispered that he was hungry.

The cautious voice was interspersed with probing and flattering, and it was hard for people not to think about the sadness behind him. The night wind blew over, and the chill was lingering. Rong Xingjian blocked Chi Xiaotian, and he realized that Chi Xiaotian was still wearing thin clothes. He could easily touch the thin ribs on both sides of the child's waist and abdomen. He lowered his head, and it was hard not to feel pity: "What do you want to eat?"

Chi Xiaotian thought for a while, he ate the best thing: "Steamed buns."

Freshly steamed buns are sweet and soft.

Rong Xingjian was silent again, he didn't say anything: "Okay."

I'm afraid the ugly thing has never seen anything interesting, he doesn't understand... After all, he is the son of the emperor.

Rong Xingjian walked very fast, exceeding the walking speed of ordinary people by a large margin. Chi Xiaotian didn't pay attention at first, but later he felt a bit like flying, and he could hear the wind in his ears. He asked the system: "What's going on?"

The system explained: "The world of low martial arts."

It is normal for the male lead, who is a descendant of General Zhen Guo, to be able to do light work.

Chi Xiaotian's eyes brightened: "Can I learn to fly?"

If there is any unchanging fantasy that human beings have from beginning to end, being able to fly should be considered the same. Who can refuse to be able to fly.

The system checked for Chi Xiaotian: "No. In this small world, there are only very few talented people who can practice martial arts. Rong Xingjian is a once-in-a-century genius, and you are a once-in-a-century waste material."

Chi Xiaotian was not very happy, but it was obviously not something that could be done if he didn't want to. He glanced at Rong Xingjian jealously, and secretly wiped his tears on his shoulder.

The system just watched Chi Xiaotian rubbing upwards, which is not against the human design. Chi Xiaotian and Rong Xingjian are the palace version of the story of a farmer and a snake. Rong Xingjian is a farmer and Chi Xiaotian is a snake.

Rong Xingjian noticed it. People who practice martial arts have sharp ears and eyes. After rubbing the ugly things, they seem to have a guilty conscience. He wiped them with his small hands, but his hands were black and dirty after rubbing.

Before he said anything, the ugly thing was wronged first, and he was about to cry again when he curled his mouth.

Rong Xingjian felt a little funny.

Taihang Hall, the palace of Rong Xingjian.

The Golden Armored Guard guarding the gate was full of anger and blood: "I have seen the young master."

Rong Tairan is the elder brother of the current Empress Dowager, and he has a candidate for the position. The Empress Dowager has been proposing to make Rong Tairan king. After all, Rong Tairan saved the Great Wei from the fire and water, and made great achievements, but the emperor did not agree.

The emperor didn't directly disagree, but he pressed the memorial again and again, and anyone with a discerning eye knew what it meant.

It is also true that you can't be crowned king casually, this time Rong Tairan is crowned king, what about next time?There is no reward, the emperor's resignation gives Rong Tairan a place?The emperor obviously wouldn't want to.

The murderous heroic general, brave.

Chi Xiaotian looked at them, the tears in his eyes froze.

Rong Xingjian thought that Chi Xiaotian was frightened, so he lowered his voice a little: "This is my subordinate." The young man looked bright, "They are just like me, they will only defend my people of Great Wei."

Chi Xiaotian's eyelashes fluttered, he put his arms around Rong Xingjian's neck, and buried his head in silence.He didn't want these golden armored guards to defend the people of Wei, he wanted these golden armored guards to guard him.

If there were such a powerful Jin Jiawei protecting him, no one would bully him.He inevitably became greedy, he wanted these golden armored guards.

Rong Xingjian went in with Chi Xiaotian in his arms, and he ordered the maids and eunuchs to prepare some meals.

At this time, the emperor in the imperial garden was having a grand banquet for his ministers, and even the favored concubine could not control the imperial dining room, but with Rong Xingjian's status, the meals quickly filed in.

Chi Xiaotian smelled the graceful fragrance, he was impatient and wanted to grab it.

Rong Xingjian tapped Chi Xiaotian's hand with chopsticks: "Use chopsticks."

Chi Xiaotian shrugged his shoulders and was about to cry, but Rong Xingjian was not in a hurry: "Still crying?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's already ugly, but it's even uglier if you cry." He said with some emotion, "I've never seen you Such an ugly little thing."

Chi Xiaotian: "..."

fuck you.