The protagonist wants to steal my script again

The young little prince looked so stupid that it was heartbreaking. Under the scorching sun in the dog days, he bent down and carefully searched every bush. He looked like he wanted to dig up the mounds of soil to see. look.

Seeing this small appearance really worried An Minghui. He was puzzled by why a generation of emperors were so stupid when they were young, and he couldn't bear to let a young boy so determinedly search for a root cause. A jade pendant that does not exist.

At first he thought: wait a little longer, this silly boy should give up.

Unexpectedly, His Highness the Seventh Prince had amazing perseverance, and he searched everywhere for an hour and a half. His pretty little face was flushed red from the sun, the sweat kept rolling off his face, and his clothes were also stained. Pitiful.

If this continues, even if you are not exhausted, you will suffer from heat stroke.

It's not very good to think like this, but An Minghui really couldn't help but sigh in his heart at the time: If you are so stupid, you should be comparable to the red crow.

After a little hesitation, he went back to his brother's house, took off his mask, and familiarly picked out a set of clothes that was exactly the same as his brother's today from the neatly stacked clothes, and dressed them carefully and quickly. Finally, I combed my hair into the same style, and then I went out.

Precisely because the original owner would dress up as his elder brother from time to time, most of his elder brother's clothes had two sets, and no one was left to serve in the courtyard.

An Minghui opened the door and walked out of the courtyard, first went back to the room where he lived and took a handkerchief, and then went to find His Highness the Seventh Prince who seemed to be not very bright.

"Your Highness the Seventh," An Minghui called softly, looking at the thin figure squatting beside the grass, "The jade pendant has been found, thanks to His Highness's love, please go wash and rest."

Hearing this, the Seventh Prince stood up, turned his head to look at him, and blinked: "Brother An?"

It seems like a long time since I was last called that.

Thinking of the past, An Minghui was dazed for a moment, but it was only for a short moment, he still smiled on the surface as usual: "Please trouble the Seventh Highness to accompany me to search for so long, the promise I made before, And it must be fulfilled.”

While speaking, An Minghui gently wiped the sweat from the Seventh Prince's face with the handkerchief in his hand, and looked calmly at the bright eyes of His Royal Highness.

The Seventh Prince's biological mother was just an ordinary civilian girl, she was not taken seriously since she was born, and the servants around her treated him with contempt, and daily expenses were often deducted.Although he is only half a year younger than An Minghui, but due to the lack of food, he can't keep up with his nutrition at an age of growth, not to mention half a head shorter than him, and he is also pitifully thin, wearing a well-washed dress. Some of the worn robes looked extraordinarily flimsy.

However, that little face still inherited the fine traditions of the previous protagonists, and it was still very pleasing to look at even if it looked bad.

The little prince raised his head slightly, and seemed to be a little flattered by the rare kindness from this beautiful brother. His almost amber eyes stared at An Minghui's without blinking: "Is it only Brother An himself? Yours? Why didn't the servant follow you?"

"I told the second day of junior high school to do other things. Why do I need someone to protect me in this palace?" An Minghui dismissed the topic lightly, trying to make himself look as hearty as his brother, and asked with a smile, "So Is there anything Your Highness wants to play? I can accompany you."

"As long as Brother An is with you, everything is fine." The Seventh Prince smiled so much that he rolled his eyes, making it impossible for anyone to see that such an innocent and lovely child will grow into a deep-minded and decisive emperor in the future, "Brother An, don't Call me Your Highness again, I'm not used to it, can't you just call me by my name?"

Even if he is not favored, it is still the blood of the royal family. It stands to reason that An Minghui should carefully handle the relationship between himself and this little prince, but when he met those eyes that were staring at him eagerly, he still couldn't help laughing. She came out: "Yes, yes, but you can only yell in private. You should pay attention to your manners in front of outsiders. What do you think, Ting Shen?"

However, His Royal Highness named Lu Tingshen just stared straight at him endlessly, as if he was so fascinated by the smile in his black eyes that he couldn't even speak back.

Being stared at like this, even though An Minghui was almost used to it, he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his eyes, and shook his head helplessly: "Ting Shen really likes black eyes so much?"

When Lu Tingshen saw his elder brother for the first time, the first thing he said was: Your eyes are so beautiful.

"Brother An's eyes are naturally the prettiest I've ever seen." Lu Ting looked up at the handsome young man in white in front of him, and saw a smile on the other side's brows and eyes, which looked soft and beautiful beyond belief, like clouds flowing high in the sky generally.He had almost never seen "An Minghui" show such a gentle expression to himself.

"But I know, Brother An can't get too close to me. You are the eldest son of An, and you will assist one of my royal brothers or younger brothers in the future." The topic changed, and His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince was obviously interested. Self-knowledge, he lowered his head again, and his tone was not as cheerful as before, sounding a bit fragile and helpless, "I came from a humble background, so the things I liked since I was a child will not really become mine, I'm used to it ,it does not matter."

"Tingshen?" Brows frowned, An Minghui couldn't see clearly the expression on Lu Tingshen's face with his head bowed at this time, but he still disagreed with this kind of self-defeating thought, "How can you be like this?" idea?"

"Even if I become an official in the court in the future, what I want to assist is only a wise lord who can make the world stable and the people happy, not a person of noble birth."

He wanted to say a few more words, but before he could speak, he saw a familiar figure walking towards him from the corner of his eye, and he completely forgot the unspoken words in surprise.

The elder brother who dressed himself as a "second grader" walked behind him unhurriedly, saluted the seventh prince in front of him decently, and then touched him secretly from an angle that Lu Tingshen couldn't see, like It was to remind him not to stand still.

An Minghui: "...Tingshen, please wait a moment. The second day of junior high school, you come with me, I have something to ask."

After getting Lu Tingshen's nod, An Minghui hurriedly dragged his brother to a far corner, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing, brother? Don't mess around."

"Where are you messing around? I hid from the sidelines to watch you and that annoying man have a lively chat, and I just wanted to come closer and listen." Brother An smiled and rolled his eyes under the mask, as if he really thought that the exchange of identities was quite interesting. There was a hint of complaint inside and outside the words, "You haven't talked to me so nicely, and I don't want to make a sound no matter how I tease you on weekdays."

"At this time and at that time, I naturally can't speak lightly on weekdays."

"Hmph...and you gave me a good title." The elder brother muttered unhappily, as if he was really dissatisfied with it, "I don't want to be called so intimately by that annoying man, and I don't want to be called What is his name Brother An, I don't have a younger brother like him, my younger brother obviously..."

"Cough cough!"

A few dry coughs interrupted what his elder brother was about to say. An Minghui raised his eyes and looked around again to confirm that no one heard the conversation just now. He is not favored by the Holy One now, but at least his sincerity towards you is not fake."

"Even if we don't talk about status, I still don't like his eyes." As he spoke, the real "Brother An" glanced at the direction where the Seventh Prince was waiting in the distance. From the tone of his voice, it could be heard that he was speaking from the bottom of his heart. I don't like this guy, maybe even disgust, "It's just black pupils, what's so good about it? Look at the way you stare at me, it's like I'm some rare object."

"...I don't ask you two to befriend each other, but I just hope that at least you don't have an affair." After all, he is the future emperor.

Based on his previous experience, An Minghui knew that the plots about the future were just a general look, and what the future would really look like was never predictable.

It was as if he knew that he would not secretly frame his elder brother and put him in danger like the original owner did, and he would not replace the other party's status when the other party fell into a trick and disappeared.

It is innocent and pitiful for the original owner to become an appendage, but An Minghui really doesn't think that these enmities should be attributed to the other twin.

"I still have this bit of propriety." The face exactly the same as him under the mask smiled happily, and the other party grabbed his wrist and whispered affectionately, "I'm just worried that you will be deceived by him. This court The people inside are sinister, who knows if this Seventh Highness is really as ignorant and harmless as he appears on the surface? When your parents are away, isn’t it only you and I who can really trust each other? As an elder brother, I naturally have to take good care of him You can do it."

An Minghui shook his head: "I'm just a shadow, even if Ting Shen really has something on his mind, you should be worried about yourself, brother."

And his elder brother seemed to become even more unhappy when he heard this, raised a finger to poke the neat hair crown on his head, and said in a low voice: "What shadow, you are my brother, although now You can’t be known, but when I resign from office in the future, I will throw away this mask for you, and then you and I will travel around the world, and I will take you wherever you want to see.”

At a young age, I have a lot of thoughts.

He couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I made a slip of the tongue, please forgive me. But His Royal Highness has been waiting for a long time, shouldn't we go back?"

Brother An nodded, and while walking behind him, he didn't forget to remind him in a low voice again: "Don't get too close to him, and don't soften your heart when you see him pitiful."

An Minghui responded one by one, thinking that these half-grown teenagers are really interesting sometimes.

The author has something to say: Brother An's work diary:

Today, the second day of junior high school somehow seems to have changed my temper

I feel that he seems to be much more lively today, and laughs a lot more than before

My younger brother looks much better when he smiles than before

I just don't know how the relationship between him and that annoying spirit became so good...