The protagonist wants to steal my script again

According to the normal development of the plot, the original owner should have planned to make Brother An die outside, and then he would logically replace the other party's identity and enter the court to make troubles.

Originally, An Minghui thought that he neither planned to enter the court, nor did he intend to replace someone else's identity, just like this to live in peace and stability, and then waited for the mysterious developer to kill himself one day. Any bizarre reason is fine.

After so many worlds, An Minghui has long realized that when he dies is not up to him to decide, but depends on when the person behind the scenes plans to let him go to the next world, but that person has a bad temper It's too weird, sometimes it will let him die naturally along with the development of the situation, and sometimes it will make him die very unpredictable.

But he got used to dying a few more times, and this is no longer a big deal for him now. What confuses him is that his brother is still mysteriously missing even though he obviously didn't do anything.

In the middle of last month, there were floods in many places in Changzhou. The imperial court sent several ministers to several towns that were more severely affected to investigate the situation and provide relief. Among them, his elder brother went to the south, a place far from the capital. in town.

The news came back that Brother An’s inspection coincided with a flash flood, and he still couldn’t find it when he gathered people to search and rescue. Now his whereabouts are still unknown, and there are no dead or alive.

Such a result is naturally unacceptable for Anjia.

While secretly mobilizing a large number of people to look for Brother An, he pushed An Minghui out on the surface. He only said that the crowd was dispersed by the flood after the flash flood broke out that day, and when he woke up from a coma, he was killed by a family in the mountains. After being rescued, he was found by An's attendants and returned to the capital all the way.

In a daze, An Minghui was taken off his mask, put on the court clothes belonging to his elder brother, and was pushed into the court as the only son of the An family.

It is true that Father An gave him all kinds of advice with a tired face before leaving, but since the new emperor ascended the throne, Father An has resigned early and returned home, unable to go to the court with him, and also unable to stand beside him by name Who are the officials of each.

It stands to reason that apart from their parents and their brothers, no one in this world can easily distinguish between the real and the fake, as if there is really only one "An Minghui" in this world.

In the original plot, even Lu Tingshen couldn't find anything wrong at first, but later, although he noticed the clues from the details, he still made mistakes and kept the original owner by his side.

As for this time...

After saluting with the courtiers, An Minghui raised his head subconsciously to look at the man sitting on the dragon chair, and saw a happy smile on the other side, which softened the originally rather sharp appearance A few minutes later, those pale eyes were also staring straight at him at this moment.

It's just a moment of eye contact, which is enough for An Minghui to see that Lu Tingshen has recognized him.

"An Qing's safe return is really a happy event." Lu Tingshen said unhurriedly, "Auspicious people have their own aura, whose seat should be, and whose seat will be in the end."

Firstly, these words were aimed at those who started to stare at this position after they learned that the whereabouts of Hubu Shangshu were unknown, and secondly, probably only An Minghui could understand the meaning among the people present.

In this court, no one knows that the current emperor has always appreciated this Mr. An, and now that he is back, no matter what everyone thinks in their hearts, on the surface they must congratulate and congratulate him sincerely.

It is interesting to listen to a sentence or two of compliments, but if you listen to too much, it will make you dizzy. Lu Tingshen sat on the court hall, watching An Minghui helplessly coping with those words with interest, and waited until the other party saw it. It seemed that there was really no other way, so he finally interrupted the chattering courtiers: "It just so happened that I just got a rare lotus and kept it in the imperial garden. How about going to enjoy the flowers together?"

An Minghui had never really entered the imperial court before, although he was a bit puzzled why such a thing was being mentioned at this time, he still bowed his head respectfully and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your grace, I am very terrified."

As Hubu Shangshu's first early dynasty, An Minghui basically didn't understand anything.

After all, he is not as prepared as the original owner. It is really difficult to keep up with the rhythm of the courtiers' discussions under the situation of being temporarily pushed out. Fortunately, few people specifically come to ask his opinion, even if it is mentioned occasionally. Lu Tingshen helped to deal with it.

"If there is no other important matter, I will retreat today." After the matter was almost said, Lu Tingshen yawned lazily, and while talking about retreating, he stood up from the large dragon chair, "An Sir, come with me."

The courtiers were no longer surprised by this. Everyone knew that An Shangshu was a celebrity in front of His Majesty. From the past, His Majesty would often walk and chat with Mr. An in the back garden.

After leaving the palace where the discussion was held, Lu Tingshen retreated to the left and right, leaving only him and An Minghui, and there was no need for An Minghui to ask afterward, so he directly told him what he wanted to ask: "Don't worry, I didn't kill you That elder brother just helped him and fulfilled his wish to travel around the world in advance. He eats and drinks well, and someone takes good care of him, making him feel comfortable."

"He won't come back anymore, even An's family won't find any traces. So from today, the name An Minghui belongs to you completely." Mentioning the person he didn't like for a long time, Lu Tingshen felt Quite impatient, I couldn't help squinting my eyes, and the whole person looked dangerous, "If you weren't so indecisive, I wouldn't need to go through so much trouble, just kill it and leave a clean life."

An Minghui walked one step behind Lu Ting, tilted his head slightly and looked at the Ninety-five Supreme Being who was complaining solemnly diagonally in front of him. After thinking about it for a while, he chose not to speak for the time being, but speeded up his pace a little.

Lu Tingshen didn't notice An Minghui's silence, and continued on his own: "I will wear this clothes today, and the new court clothes will be sent to Anfu later. You don't need to worry too much about the affairs of the court. No matter, I will arrange a few people who can still be used to go to the household department, and I can leave them to do all the big and small matters, and if there is anything that is difficult to decide, I can directly hand it over to me."

"Then what should I do?" An Minghui walked to the position beside the king, and asked in a gentle voice.

"Do you want me to teach you this? Read books, grow flowers, and come when you are free—" come to accompany me to stroll around the imperial garden for some fun.

The people around him suddenly took a quick step and turned around to stop him. Lu Ting subconsciously stopped his steps and words, and met An Minghui's smiling black pupils. For some reason, he suddenly forgot what he wanted to say just now. What.

He heard the person in front of him chuckle and ask, "Your Majesty seems happy?"

After being dazed for a moment, the smile on the corner of Lu Tingshen's mouth deepened immediately, he raised his hand to pinch An Minghui's chin without timidity, and stared straight at those black pupils, without any intention of hiding the greed and passion in his eyes. Meaning of appreciation: "I am naturally happy. I have been looking at fakes for so long to replace them. Today I can finally hold the real treasure in my hand. How can I be unhappy?"

"Actually, I have never understood. If you don't look at the mark, even your parents can't easily distinguish me from my elder brother. How is your majesty different?"

Lu Tingshen replied firmly: "Then they are probably blind."

An Minghui: "..." You are too good at chatting.

Letting go of the hand pinching the man's chin, Lu Tingshen continued to lead An Minghui towards the pond in the imperial garden, talking leisurely while walking: "Maybe your brother is not as good at seducing me as you are."

After a moment of silence, An Minghui still couldn't hold back and replied: "In this case, your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, and it would be too easy to be seduced."

His footsteps paused for a moment, probably because he didn't expect that his random nonsense would hit him in the face in the end, Lu Ting turned his head and gave him a sideways glance, and said: "Smart teeth. If you want to say such criminal things in the future, you should take the initiative yourself. Come and offer a kiss first, so as not to bother me, I have to spend my tongue to punish you."

"People say that being with you is like being with a tiger. It's true." After An Ming teased with a dark smile, he followed Lu Ting's deep eyes and looked at the pond with many lotus buds floating in front of him, "It's still early summer, It's not yet the time when the lotus is in full bloom, so I don't know which one His Majesty is talking about?"

At this time, Lu Tingshen really couldn't figure out whether this person was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.

"This lotus of mine will bloom regardless of the season, and its brilliance is far better than all the fairies in the world."

Speaking slowly, Lu Tingshen turned to face An Minghui. Seeing that the other party hadn't fully realized the meaning of his words at this time, he snorted softly, took a step forward and put his arms around the man's waist, and kissed him. .

An Minghui was really stunned for a moment, and then finally realized that the flower that Lu Tingshen mentioned was probably referring to him, but he felt a little dumbfounded, but he was very cooperative and allowed the other party to kiss him.

Unlike An Minghui, Lu Tingshen always prefers intense kisses, which made both of them panting, before letting go of the soft tongue belonging to the other person, and finally licking those soft lips, as if catching Leaning lazily on An Minghui's shoulder, he whispered in his ear: "This lotus flower I am optimistic about is very delicate, it cannot withstand wind and rain, and the asking price It's expensive, and even with my financial resources, it's hard to get it."

"However, I really like it very much. After much deliberation, I still want to buy it." Lu Ting tilted his head deeply, resting his chin on An Minghui's shoulder. The red earlobes, maybe this taste made him feel satisfied, and the smile on his face deepened, "In your opinion, what is the value of the emperor's promise of 'one pair for a lifetime'? Is it enough to buy this flower?" Little Lotus? If it really doesn’t work, then even if it’s a one-time exchange, it’s good, and I’ll figure out the rest.”

Subconsciously raised his hand to the tip of his nose to cover half of his face, An Minghui coughed lightly, and turned his head away to prevent Lu Ting from smacking his ear again. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he paused for a long time , and only reprimanded lightly in embarrassment: "Not serious."

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

They are already emperors, why are they still acting like this?

Since His Majesty has already said so, brother's life should be safe

But maybe my brother is about to lose his temper.

Let's talk to him in the future