automatic reincarnation system

The maid wearing light green clothes like bamboo said: "My lord, the prince is here."

Lord?

Mo Jintian raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that Mr. Pianpian Zhuo Shijia knew any princes, could this body itself be some kind of prince or grandson?Don't like to fight for power and profit and hide from the people?

After imagining a bunch of beautiful plots in his head, Mo Jintian said in a good mood: "Please come in!"

"..." The maid in green gave him a strange look, and then said hesitantly, "Young master...won't you...to serve the prince today?"

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Mo Jintian was at a loss for a while, blinked, and asked uncertainly, "You mean... I, serve... the prince?!"

The maid nodded resolutely, and insisted: "Young master, it's rare for the prince to come, haven't you been looking forward to it for a long time?"

"..."

Mo Jintian sighed in his heart, he knew he didn't have such a good life!

At first, I thought that he was a noble son who only saw thousands of girls in books. At worst, he was a hermit with a certain style. How could I know...

She was actually a jiao who was hidden by a prince! !And it's not a golden house, it's a bamboo house! !Why did he suddenly find this plot so fucking familiar?ah……

He remembered... that Mr. Jiang who lived in the cave for a thousand years...

Mo Jintian was in grief and anger, he could be killed, but not humiliated!Although he occupies this body, he is also upright... Therefore, Mo Jintian tried his best to say with a straight face: "Just tell him that I am sick and that it will be contagious. Let the prince go back to the house to rest!"

"..." The girl couldn't help but look at him more, "My lord..."

"Go!" A certain young man roared through gritted teeth.

The maid in green finally went out, and then came back soon, "My lord, the lord appreciates your thoughtfulness very much, and specially rewarded you with a priceless jade robe..."

"My lord even asked someone to bring an imperial doctor to see you..."

"This thousand-year-old ginseng was specially transferred from the treasury by the prince to the young master. The princess has not received such treatment!"

"..." Mo Jintian grabbed the thousand-year-old ginseng and bit it viciously into his mouth!Bite you, bite you to death... This is how it feels to be kept, and the jade clothes, does he think he is a woman! !

"My lord..." The servant girl looked at his hideous face, hesitated to speak...

Although the prince sent a lot of ginseng, you can't eat it like this...

What a waste!

The maid looked at the thousand-year-old ginseng that he had gnawed like a carrot with distress, sighed, and went out silently...

But Mo Jintian, who was eating ginseng, found something different. Originally, ginseng was bitter no matter how good it was, but for some reason, now that he was eating ginseng, he felt that this ginseng was different from the ones he had eaten, a bit sweet. , chewing slowly, it seems to be quite delicious...

Mo Jintian gnawed more and more vigorously, and soon finished one, still enjoying it.

The strange thing is that after swallowing it, the ginseng seemed to become a stream of cleansing and melted into his body, making him feel warm and comfortable throughout his body...

When the maid came in to clean it up, she found that the whole ginseng had been eaten by her young master, not even a single root was left...

And my son, as if he had no bones, was lazily lying on the bed with his eyes closed...

The maid went out with a strange expression on her face.

But Mo Jintian at this moment is pleasantly surprised. In the past, when he started cultivating as a ghost, he only felt this way when he ate the water lily that Mu Lianche gave him. The usual speed of cultivation is extremely slow. Running the aura of the whole body, it feels like this place...or this bamboo forest where he lives...

It seems to be an excellent place for cultivation, with sufficient aura, and with the assistance of thousand-year-old ginseng, his cultivation speed is much faster.

But the strange thing is, he can't feel the original ghost skills and ghost aura at all, but thinking about it, he is a human now.but……

In other words, he is now cultivating in a human form, and when he dies and turns into a ghost again, will all the aura disappear?

Mo Jintian was confused.

He was not a particularly hardworking person in the first place, if that was the case, he wouldn't want to practice anything, wouldn't it be enough to live his life happily?

but……

He is no longer the free Mo Jintian in the past, and the era he is in is not familiar to him. When he encounters a powerful force...or a powerful cultivator, the freedom he wants cannot be realized.

So... the conclusion is that you still have to practice.

The cultivation methods of ghosts are similar to those of humans, and even some ghost charms are similar to human spells, so Mo Jintian's cultivation speed is much faster than he imagined.

The problem is... the prince who appears from time to time.

Prince Mu is a very famous prince in this era, but what makes him famous is not because he is idle and careless, but because...

This Lord Mu...has a well-known addiction to broken sleeves...

As long as it is a man he likes, he usually cannot escape his clutches, and it is said that he has done such shameful things as robbing civilian men many times.And Mo Jintian is now the owner of this body...

It is said that it was not taken by force, otherwise it would not be possible to live so freely in the other garden on the outskirts of Beijing.It is said that only a few of Prince Mu's favorite male favorites have independent residences. Of course, these male favorites must be more obedient. Those who are disobedient and those who are not particularly favored are all in Prince Mu's harem, waiting to be called at any time.

Thinking about it this way, Mo Jintian felt that he was much luckier. If he was reborn in the body of an unfavored male favourite, he would not even be able to talk about freedom, let alone rewards.

No one knows the original name of the owner of this body, the only thing everyone knows is his "flower name"...

It is said that he is the famous "Master Haitang", and he was born in a brothel... It is said that he is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has a talent for reciting poems and composing music... He looks like a Haitang, so I feel sorry for him...

So the famous Prince Mu fell in love with him during his "private visit on microservices", and he spent all his money to redeem him, but what is interesting is that this prince is confident in his self-protection ability, and only has one guard with him , and the money the two of them had on their bodies... was just enough to redeem this valuable Mr. Haitang, and in the end the three of them walked back to the capital saving money.

From then on, the bamboo house hid Jiao.Needless to say, the bamboo house must be the favorite of Mr. Begonia. These talents all like this kind of quiet place. From time to time, they can watch the spring rain and recite poems. In autumn, they can pick chrysanthemums...

cough cough...

Mo Jintian choked on the tea.

Why did he suddenly feel that he was thinking a little...

The green-clothed maid changed her clothes, and it was still the same color as bamboo, "Master, are you alright?"

Mo Jintian waved his hand, "It's okay."

The maid said again: "My lord, the lord is here...do you still tell him if he is ill this time?"

Mo Jintian sighed, it's really strange, doesn't this prince have three thousand beautiful men in the harem... Why are they rushing to him every day?

It's not a solution to avoid seeing him all the time, Mo Jintian sighed, "Is the prince in the study? Make a pot of tea. I'll change my clothes and go over there."

The maid finally breathed a sigh of relief, subdued herself, and went out.

Mo Jintian changed his clothes, but in fact there was nothing to change. The clothes of Mr. Haitang were all white, green, and silver. The styles were similar, and the fabric was quite comfortable.

When entering the study, Mo Jintian only saw a tall figure with a bundle of bamboo slips in his hand and looked at it carefully...

It seemed that he was coming, and the man turned around, his face was clear and his bearing was extraordinary...

But... this kind of powerful, rich and handsome... is actually a broken sleeve?

Mo Jintian approached him, "My lord."

He has already found out from the maid that this prince is quite tolerant towards Mr. Haitang, and Mr. Haitang usually has less awe of others for this Mr. Mu, and their way of getting along is a bit like a respectful guest.

"Sick...healed?" The man raised his eyebrows and looked at him with burning eyes.

Mo Jintian struggled for a while, he was really not used to the eyes of being treated like a woman...

But now he couldn't resist.He had no choice but to smile lightly, "Thanks to the lord, he has recovered."

Prince Mu seemed to have looked at him more, and it seemed that he was overthinking, when Mo Jintian came back to his senses, he saw Prince Mu sitting next to him, pointing to the chessboard next to him, "Play chess with me! "

Black and white pieces were fighting on the chessboard. Mo Jintian's chess skills were very average, but in the end he found a chance and won in one fell swoop.

Mu Wang glanced at him in surprise, and there seemed to be a slight smile in his eyes, "Why don't you let me go today?"

Mo Jintian said calmly, "It's not a gentleman to be indecisive."

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"Hehe~" Mu Wang seemed to be in a good mood suddenly, he laughed and fanned himself with a fan. Mo Jintian looked at him and felt that he was the handsome and romantic young man in his fantasy...

However, it happens that this good young man... likes men...

After playing chess and having dinner together, Lord Mu bid farewell and left very understandingly.

This is a bit beyond Mo Jintian's expectation, after all, this person comes here every three days, is it just to drink tea and play chess with him?

Then this maintenance fee... is a bit expensive.

Mo Jintian was studying with a ginseng in his hand, when the maid came in, "Master, it's getting late, let's rest early!" But his eyes were on the ginseng in his hand...

This time, young master...you won't eat ginseng like a carrot again, will you?

The girl felt heartache when she looked at it!

Mo Jintian nodded, but put down the ginseng without much hesitation, "Yes.