I treat you as a brother "Quickly wear"

Series of tasks:

The lottery wheel spins.

[Congratulations to the host, you have won the seventh prize, and you can draw an animation pen at will!When you are in a bad mood, pick up a paintbrush and turn negative energy into inspiration, and you will draw a painting with a special deterrent effect on the objects in the painting. It is a must-have product for adjusting your mood and robbing houses! 】

Qin Muye was even more satisfied. Although he didn't get the coins that are commonly used in reality, he can exchange money for good paintings.

What's more, the pictures drawn by this random animation pen of the heart are still deterrent, and can dissolve negative energy, which is a good thing when you hear it.

It's easier to use than the infinite, and the seventh prize in the ranking is really humiliating.

"That's right, where's the pen?"

The system happily said: "The animation pen is hidden in your consciousness. When you are full of negative energy and need to output, everything around you can be turned into a brush at will. You can paint anytime and anywhere to relieve negative energy. , with the Xinran animation pen, the host will no longer worry about being in a bad mood!"

Qin Muye: "..."

Well, it turned out to be an uncontrollable or even bad thing, no wonder it was only one rank higher than the last prize.

With this brush, I am no longer afraid of the accumulation of negative energy, and the san value will fluctuate violently, which perfectly makes the "eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth" skill drawn for the first time useless.

Spend 300 points to get 200 points to have a lottery experience, quite bad.

The worse experience came, because Qin Muye saw His Highness the Crown Prince standing outside the door with shining eyes.

The other party was looking at Qin Muye with a look of worry and guilt that could not be concealed.

Qin Muye's eyes were dead: "I have an ominous premonition."

His Royal Highness is afraid that he will turn into a hundred thousand whys again. For the past two months, Qin Muye has racked his brains to answer the other party's questions. Apart from copying isolated copies to earn points every day, there is an extra task—see Travel notes and biographies of various dynasties, and learn everything about Yuanlan Kingdom.

[Host, you are now the licking dog who has a crush on the protagonist, you should smile when you see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and show extra concern.Oh, have you decided what story to tell the prince today? 】

Qin Muye sighed.

In the original novel, after seeing the male supporting role, the protagonist became bored. The male supporting role was looking forward to his arrival every day, and would even write letters for people to be brought to the palace. Letting the other party recuperate all the time, only saying that he was worried about the Tai Tuo's health, which made the original body love this His Highness even more.

Qin Muye thought he would be able to open the plot task of writing a letter, but I don't know if it was because he worked too hard at first and the hatred value was biased. The prince has reported it every few days in the past two months, and the frequency is so high that he doesn't write to Qin Muye at all. letter opportunity.

Seriously affected the progress of earning points.

When Qin Muye was thinking about what went wrong with the plot, he heard Xiao Yufeng apologetically say: "Teacher, it's hard to see that you are in good health and in a good mood, but Gu... Pass down the imperial father's command from generation to generation, you have to go to the palace to teach me and Brother Wang, because of loneliness, you will suffer again."

As soon as His Royal Highness finished speaking, the system prompt sounded: [Ding!The plot mission starts, "When I was young", the Taifu assists series missions start! 】

"A series of missions?" Qin Muye's eyes lit up.

A series of tasks, isn't it just a large amount of points beckoning to me!

[The male supporting role is the most important series of tasks in the plot. When the protagonists are in love and have not yet realized what is on their minds, please ask the male supporting role to be a master, toss the protagonist's attack hard, prefer the protagonist's shou, and create opportunities for the protagonist to care about the protagonist's attack, Let them see the truth in adversity, and then understand what is on their minds, laying a good foundation for the ending HE! 】

Qin Muye was overjoyed and couldn't help but smiled slightly at Xiao Yufeng: "Why did His Highness the Crown Prince say that? It is my duty to teach His Highness. It is a great honor for me."

The system immediately reminded: "Host, you are a licking dog who loves the prince. These words are too formulaic and not enough to lick. In addition to licking, the protagonist's favorability value will also drop. Stuck, start again!"

The corner of Qin Muye's mouth twitched slightly, not enough to lick?Favorability decreased?

Okay, let him be more enthusiastic and add some tricks.

The autumn wind blew past, and a fallen leaf fell, Qin Muye smiled flamboyantly. He stretched out his ink-stained hand, lowered his head, and picked up Xiao Yufeng's long hair that was hanging down his shoulders.

"Your Highness, the dead leaves are all stained to the head. As expected, he is still a child."

In the original text, Xiao Yufeng hated the Taifu pointing him out as a teacher the most, and now the word "children" should have stabbed the lungs of His Highness the Crown Prince severely.

Xiao Yufeng stared at Qin Muye in a daze, at this young man whom he had nicknamed him affectionately when he first met him.

His Royal Highness was indeed stabbed, but what was stabbed was not his lungs, but his heart.

Has anyone ever called him a child so intimately and affectionately?

No.

The mother and concubine did not, the father did not, and the attendants did not dare to do so. They would only be ambitious, impatient, or respectfully call him—the prince.

He is a prince, but he is not loved by anyone. He is born to be sensible enough, and he is not qualified to be a child who is cared for for a moment.

The mother and concubine want him to be a qualified prince, and the father has always missed the imperial concubine, and will only have a deep affection for Xiao Zhiyue and his son.Although the other younger brothers affectionately called him the prince's elder brother, Xiao Yufeng's heart was extremely clear-headed. His brothers wished that he, the prince, would die suddenly in the next second.

They can become the new prince.

As for him, he wished that someone would love him as a child of an ordinary family.

No, never anyone.

Xiao Yufeng thought that his whole life was just like this, that he would become the most qualified crown prince, carefully safeguarding the precarious position of crown prince, and waiting for that unknown day to come.

Become emperor, or be pushed into the abyss severely by Xiao Zhiyue, forever.

Unexpectedly, he heard such a sentence from someone he never thought of.

Xiao Yufeng looked at the young man who was twirling a maple leaf and smiling.

The long eyelashes like crow feathers hide the slight alienation, the amber eyes are full of intoxicating warmth, the wind is blowing the vermilion hairband of the handsome and flawless eldest son of the Qin family, and the fragrance of medicine is mixed with a faint cold breath. Xiao Yufeng stayed.

For a moment, the tide in my heart was unstoppable, and I soaked the scars in my heart that no one touched.

Without even knowing why he did this, Xiao Yufeng blushed subconsciously and pushed Qin Muye away: "Teacher, you're too close! It's not proper!"

When the words fell, there was a crisp sound, and Xiao Yufeng looked up, his eyes were about to burst.

"Teacher!"

It turned out that Xiao Yufeng lost his strength in panic, and pushed Qin Muye to the side of the tree, his forehead touched the broken branch, and cut the cold jade-like skin through the long slit of his knuckles .

On the flawless face of the young Taifu, there was a terrifying bloodstain.

Under the shielding of the system, Qin Muye was insensitive to pain. He tore his sleeve and tied it on his forehead as if he didn't feel it. He looked up to see Xiao Yufeng's lips turned white, and comforted him, "It's just a small injury. Looking at you like this, if you don't know it, you might think My son will die soon."

Xiao Yufeng clenched his lips when he heard the words, and said in a crying voice: "Teacher, don't say that, I have made you troubled one after another, and now I have lost my dignity and hurt you. It is my disciple's recklessness, Taifu, you can scold me. "

The appearance of Qin Muye when he was in a coma is still vivid in his memory. Before Xiao Yufeng didn't understand why a man named Qin Anyang would cry bitterly in front of Qin Muye's sick bed. Now meeting Qin Muye's kind and comforting eyes, he suddenly understood Qin Anyang's behavior at that time. Feeling.

Hearing that the crown prince even called himself "I" instead of "solitary", Qin Muye frowned slightly.

Isn't this kid too sensitive?

Staring at Xiao Yufeng's drooping head for a moment, Qin Muye raised his hand and touched Xiao Yufeng's precious crown prince's head: "Why are you crying? People are not sages, and no one can do anything wrong. Don't be afraid of mistakes. You can save them. You are the crown prince. Don’t be afraid to make small mistakes, you will not make big mistakes in the future if you make small mistakes, you will grow your memory, right?”

Xiao Yufeng stared blankly at the Taifu whose eyes were almost benevolent.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone told him that as a crown prince, he must never make mistakes, and if he said a wrong word in front of his closest parents, he would be doomed. Xiao Yufeng grew up trembling like walking on thin ice.

It was the first time someone told him that the prince can make mistakes.

"Can I, too?"

Xiao Yufeng's eyes were confused and fragile. He was no longer a far-sighted prince. Standing in front of Qin Muye was a child who had suffered a great grievance but couldn't express himself clearly. His appearance immediately irritated Qin Muye.

Mental sub-health of teenagers is not a good thing, it must be counseled in time, caring for teenagers, starting from him!

Qin Muye raised his hand and directly rubbed the head of one of the crown prince's young dragons into a mess: "Yes, why not. There is a string in the human brain, if it is too tight, the person will be broken. Loosen it properly, Only in this way can people live a long, long, happy life.”

Xiao Yufeng frowned and thought for a moment, as if he had figured something out, he slowly let out a long sigh of relief, raised his head, parted the corners of his lips, and suddenly smiled.

It wasn't the gentle smile that was trained to be a prince since childhood, but a smile that could almost be called simple and honest, without any pretensions.

Like a new summer flower.

"I remember, Tai Tu. No, can I call you Brother Zhiyuan? From now on, when I have worries, Tai Tu will not be Tai Tu, but Brother Zhiyuan who can touch my head and listen to my worries, but good?"

Xiao Yufeng's face was blushed, and he looked at Qin Muye expectantly, but before he could wait for Qin Muye's answer, he heard a strange laughing sound from behind.

"Hey, Brother Zhiyuan? Xiao Yufeng, as His Highness the Crown Prince, you would actually pretend to please others like this."

As soon as the words fell, one person jumped up lightly like a swallow that landed on the ground, and appeared on the top of the wall.

Facing the unenthusiastic autumn sun, the man's robe corners carried the autumn wind, his narrow and sharp phoenix eyes, as dark as splashed ink, looked at him with undisguised sarcasm.

After leaving the palace, Xiao Zhiyue completely revealed his true colors—he was still the arrogant eldest prince back then.

Turning her eyes, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, Xiao Zhiyue looked at Qin Muye: "Xiao passed by here and disturbed the relationship between His Royal Highness and Young Master Qin's master-disciple relationship. It seems that it is really a crime."

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