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

Chi Xiaotian didn't forget it, but he didn't feel that way a lot of times, but now, he was trapped in a square inch, with the boy's broad chest in front of his eyes, and the smell of another person in his breath, he finally felt a little uncomfortable .

He felt hot all over his body, and he couldn't control it, so he softened his voice: "...Brother."

Rong Xingjian looked at Chi Xiaotian's slightly drunken face, and was silent for a moment: "Yes."

Chi Xiaotian didn't dare to look into Rong Xingjian's eyes: "Stay away from me."

His eyelashes fluttered, "I'm hot."

Rong Xingjian didn't leave, he squatted down: "This is not heat." He took Chi Xiaotian's hand and put it next to his face, his eyes were burning, "This is love."

"Xiaotian likes brother."

Chi Xiaotian didn't stay to sleep with Rong Xingjian, he ran away.

He was lying on the bed in the side hall, holding the cloth tiger given to him by Rong Xingjian, and pulling the tiger's ears once and for all.

Although the system has no ears, it still hurts to see: "What are you doing? You just let go of the incident during the day?" It thinks that Rong Xingjian should also know.

Knowing Emperor Jing's life experience, knowing the reason for Chi Xiaotian's unlucky luck.

The heat on Chi Xiaotian's face hadn't subsided yet, and he said in a low voice after hearing the words: "Otherwise? What good will it do me to fall out with Rong Xingjian?"

The system also thought about it, and it asked again: "Are you really going to like Rong Xingjian?"

"I like it, why don't I like it."

The more Chi Xiaotian talked, the more excited he became, "He has abdominal muscles, he is also very handsome, he practices martial arts, his waist is strong..."

"Gan!"

The system said, "I'm not talking about you, but Chi Xiaotian!"

Only then did Chi Xiaotian come to his senses, and after thinking about it, he said, "I like it."

The system didn't believe it: "How is it possible."

"There is nothing impossible."

Chi Xiaotian was calm, "But it stopped at liking."

There are too many things between Chi Xiaotian and Rong Xingjian.

The system still can't figure it out, but it doesn't care: "You can handle this by yourself."

Jinghe's 13th year spring.

Rong Xingjian left Beijing.

Chi Xiaotian sent it away for twenty miles, the snow had melted, but not completely, he had a hard time walking, the moccasin boots were all muddy, he was holding the stove, and the fiery red fox fur was a little eye-catching on the snow.

Xu Yueyu saw Chi Xiaotian's face turned pale by the cold wind, and raised the umbrella in his hand again: "Go back."

Chi Xiaotian's eyelashes were stained with a thin layer of frost. He turned his head and looked at Xu Yueyu: "How long will it take him to come back after leaving?"

Xu Yueyu shook his head: "I don't know."

Chi Xiaotian didn't know either. He and Xu Yueyu walked towards the capital together: "Why are you out again? Didn't your brother tell you to study hard?"

Xu Yueyu is still a fat man, a cunning fat man: "I bought a little yellow book and put it in my brother's study... He is still punished by my father to kneel."

Chi Xiaotian laughed when he heard the words, and Xu Yueyu also laughed.

Shen Zhou stayed behind the two of them, watching them talking and laughing, until Chi Xiaotian and Xu Yueyu said goodbye: "Since you are in love with the master, you should keep a distance from others."

Chi Xiaotian still lives in the Taihang Hall, he took off his cloak: "The fat man is my younger brother."

Shen Zhou's tone remained unchanged: "You are also the master's younger brother."

Chi Xiaotian paused, and looked at Shen Zhou unhurriedly.

Shen Zhou did not retreat.

Chi Xiaotian threw the fox fur to Shen Zhou: "It's dirty, clean it for me." He and Shen Zhou confronted each other for a few seconds, but Shen Zhou bent down and went out, his voice was still the same, lazy, " Wash it with snow."

Shen Zhou will not disobey Chi Xiaotian's intention.

He used snow to wash Chi Xiaotian's fox fur in the snow.

Chi Xiaotian felt that the villainous character design was quite interesting, he rubbed his hands: "Rong Xingjian is gone, Emperor Jing is abolished, and the empress dowager is too lazy to talk to me now, Brother Tong, Dayong's life should change!"

System: "Do you really want to be an emperor?"

Chi Xiaotian curled his lips: "What's the point of not being the emperor in the palace." He stood up straighter, "The first step is to control the harem!"

The system looked at Chi Xiaotian who was beating chicken blood: "...you can do it if you are happy."

Rong Xingjian left Beijing, Emperor Jing ignored court affairs, and several princes of the right age seized power and formed cliques. The court was lively for a while, but when Xu Xiang took power and entered the cabinet, Dawei hasn't changed much.

It's not that there are no changes at all. The eleventh prince who used to be hidden behind the scenes suddenly appeared in the public eye.

This prince is very kind, Ruilin was flooded, and hundreds of thousands of people were displaced. If it is not handled well, there will be a civil uprising. The other princes in the court are silent, only this highness invited to lead the troops All went to the disaster relief.

Go for six months.

Chi Xiaotian fell ill several times and got back up again. He lost a lot of weight, and his face was a little more weathered. He threw the booklet: "Is the Nanji granary empty?"

He breathed up and down, furious, "Kill, everyone deserves to be killed."

Xu Yueyu ran around with Chi Xiaotian: "Don't be angry." The ethos of collusion between aristocratic dignitaries and local officials and businessmen has existed for hundreds of years, not only Dayong, but all dynasties and generations have this chronic disease.

Chi Xiaotian didn't come for a show, he was really angry: "Yueyu, has the grain transfer arrived yet?"

Xu Yueyu said warmly: "Hurry up, you go to rest first, and you will be there when you wake up."

Chi Xiaotian didn't want to sleep, but was persuaded to lie back on the bed: "Brother Tong, I must become a tyrant."

The system doesn't care about Chi Xiaotian: "It's okay, anyway, your character design is a tyrant."

Chi Xiaotian turned over again: "What do you think about digging canals, building roads, and diverting water from the South to the North?"

The system didn't think much of it, so it said perfunctorily, "Just as long as you're happy."

"There is a lot of water in Ruilin, and there is a lot of drought in the north."

Chi Xiaotian spread out the map and drew a red line, "Here must be dug up and the water transferred."

Xu Yueyu received an urgent letter from the frontier. He went to Chi Xiaotian's tent, and as expected, he found that Chi Xiaotian got up again, looking at Chi Xiaotian who was writing and drawing on the map, He called softly: "Second brother."

Chi Xiaotian sat cross-legged: "Yueyu? Come and sit."

Xu Yueyu said again: "It's time for you to sleep."

Chi Xiaotian hummed perfunctorily, a letter was delivered to him, he took a moment to accept it, and Xu Yueyu took the initiative to avoid it.

It was Rong Xingjian's letter, without much words, but a painting with a cloth tiger on it.Chi Xiaotian's mood calmed down strangely, he felt sleepy for a long time.

He grew up with Rong Xingjian.

They know each other too well, and if they want Chi Xiaotian to sleep well, they need a cloth tiger to coax him. Chi Xiaotian raised his head, and thousands or tens of thousands of miles away, he seemed to see Rong Xingjian splashing ink and drawing a funny tiger.

Chi Xiaotian put down the letter paper, and said to the worried fat man, "I'm going to sleep now."

Xu Yueyu was one of Chi Xiaotian's few close people. He didn't leave, and said to the faint light, "I'll watch the night for my second brother."

It took more than half a year for the Ruilin incident to settle down. When Chi Xiaotian went back, the people of the city walked a hundred miles to see each other off, and speculative officials took the opportunity to send the Wanmin Umbrella to Chi Xiaotian.

Chi Xiaotian reprimanded him face to face, and promoted the petty official to the capital when he returned.

Chi Xiaotian was busy for a while after returning to Beijing.

When he returned to the Taihang Hall and soaked in the bathing pool, he really felt alive: "Brother Tong."

The system knew that Chi Xiaotian was exhausted: "What's the matter."

Chi Xiaotian: "I am not a cow."

system:"……"

Chi Xiaotian exclaimed in shock: "Why don't you talk, am I not good? I have completed the scheduling of tens of 10 people, and I once walked around for three days without eating or drinking!"

"How can you beep so well." The system said, "I'm the one who conspired!"

"Brother Tong is mighty."

Chi Xiaotian immediately flattered the system, "The planning right to dig the canal is also entrusted to you."

It's not troublesome, Chi Xiaotian sent someone to measure it, and the system can coordinate the data: "If you do this, you will die earlier than the original book."

Gong is in the future, not in the present.

What Chi Xiaotian said was a waste of time and money.

"If you die, you will die." Chi Xiaotian didn't take it seriously, "If you die sooner or later, you have to die."

System: "...you are happy."

Chi Xiaotian continued to grin: "Half of the officials in the imperial court are leaning towards me, Brother Tong, when Fatty gets his father, and Rong Xingjian gets his father, I will be the emperor."

"Then you will wake up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs." The system also smiled, "Get up at four o'clock and go to morning."

Chi Xiaotian: "..."

He groaned, "I'll change it to ten o'clock sooner or later." Outside the Great Wall, the first dangerous pass in the Great Wei Dynasty, Yanhan Pass.

Rong Xingjian also received a letter from Chi Xiaotian, a budding peach blossom.

Rong Xingyue knew that she had a sister-in-law far away in the capital, and the frontier was bitterly cold. She was wearing a furry sable hat, and her cheeks had small inconspicuous freckles due to the perennial cold, she looked a little playful: "Rong Xingjian."

Rong Xingjian put the peach blossom branches away, and said angrily, "Why are you here?"

"Father is urging me." Rong Xingyue had a headache, "He gave me a job again... I said I don't like it anymore, a bunch of rude and savage big men!"

Rong Xingyue has reached the age of marriage. She is as old as Rong Xingjian, and she is also nineteen.

Rong Xingjian sat down: "You go to the capital to pick?"

Although Rong Xingyue and Rong Xingjian are twins, they don't look like Rong Xingjian: "The capital?" She poured herself hot milk tea, "I haven't seen my sister-in-law yet."

She was very interested, "What does my sister-in-law look like?"

Rong Xingjian glanced at Rong Xingyue: "Better than you."

Rong Xingyue patted the table: "Don't think that I don't know that my sister-in-law is a man, what do you mean that a man is prettier than me!"

"What kind of table are you shooting?" Rong Xingjian raised his eyes, "Get out of here again!"

Rong Xingyue is weak, she can't beat Rong Xingjian, she rolled her eyes: "Where is the letter from sister-in-law? Did you just send a peach blossom?"

When Rong Xingjian mentioned Chi Xiaotian, he would be gentler: "I said it."

Chi Xiaotian said that he wanted to be hugged by him.

Last March.

In the Marriage Temple under the big banyan tree behind the Imperial College, he asked Chi Xiaotian, who was holding a peach blossom branch, if he could hug him.

In March of this year, Chi Xiaotian sent a peach blossom.

Rong Xingyue saw the letter, but obviously didn't write anything.She ran laps, got bored, and went out to ride again.

The frontier was in turmoil, Universiade and Daqiang stared at Wei, Rong Tairan wanted to fight, but his invitation to fight was suppressed again and again by Emperor Jing.

Rong Xingyue slipped out while Rong Tairan lost his temper, and she ran to Rong Xingjian's place again, but she didn't come for three or four months. There was a young peach tree in Rong Xingjian's courtyard.

It held the branches tremblingly, not knowing how it survived the cold wind.

This is the first peach tree in the cold desert.