Volunteer to be a male supporting role [Quick Transmigration]

With his appearance, this unprovoked fight finally did not arise.After reading the imperial decree, the guards became a little more polite, waved their hands, and let them pass.

Zhao Linhan didn't go out, he sat firmly in the carriage, watching his nominal love rival easily settle the first trouble after entering the border.

There was no accident after that, but when it came to arranging accommodation, the two sides became deadlocked again.

This time, Xu Yunke sent someone to ask him for instructions.

"Bing Shizi, the master told me that the border conditions are poor, or..." The messenger's forehead was already dripping with sweat, "Either..."

Zhao Linhan coughed weakly at the right time, and comforted him: "Speak slowly."

Perhaps it was his good temper that gave this man courage, he closed his eyes, risked his life and said: "They said: either live in an ordinary tent, or live in the same tent as the general."

After hearing this, Zhao Linhan's expression moved slightly. There are so many scheming foxes in court, and the people in the frontier are not rabbits waiting to be slaughtered.Someone must have guessed the purpose of the imperial court sending him, but they still gave him such a choice.

In this way, it seems that the border gate is quite humane, giving him a choice.

But the people around him don't think so, among other things, the boy around him rarely gets tough and reprimands loudly: "You are so presumptuous!"

Knowing that he would face such a situation, the body of the messenger suddenly trembled, he shrank his neck, and waited dejectedly for the prince to lose his temper.

How could a dignified son, a relative of the emperor, endure such insults.

Unexpectedly, Shizi's expression was quite calm, but he was probably not in good health, and before he could speak, he coughed softly again.

"What does your son say?"

Hearing his question, the man saw the dawn, quickly lowered his waist, and said respectfully: "Young Master said: Since you came to the border to boost morale, you should eat and live with all the soldiers, regardless of each other. First come to Quan Shengwei, second Come to set the morale of the army. Although it is hard, the benefits are endless."

Although it was an expedient measure, what he said was full of hype and everything was covered.It's just that although this is the most appropriate method, it can't make Shizi feel that he has been treated coldly for no reason, so he sent someone to inform him. In this way, no matter what, he can't blame Xu Yunke.

Zhao Linhan curled his lips slightly, this Xu Yunke is a fine man.

"Go and tell Tan Hualang, just tell him to arrange for other people to stay, and I will go to the general's tent to rest."

The person who sent the message nodded hurriedly, and when he realized it, he suddenly froze.

"Shi, Shizi?!" Is there something he didn't make clear?

Leaving aside him, even Zhao Linhan's own servant froze in place.

Zhao Linhan covered his mouth and coughed, pretending to be melancholy and said: "I think I'm not feeling well, and I don't have the strength to speak, and even you can't hear clearly."

Servant: "..."

Speaker: "..."

He hurriedly panicked and said: "Your Majesty's words are serious, the villain will tell you right now."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his waist and fled.

When he went back and told Xu Yunke about it, he said with a bitter face, "My lord, what should we do?"

Did you really do what Shizi said?

Xu Yunke was also a little surprised, his brows gradually wrinkled, and he pondered.

After a long silence, he nodded and said, "According to the son's order."

No matter how you disagree, it is the noble son of Prince Nan'an, not people like them who can question it.

What's more, in this frontier where the desert is yellow and sandy, where human life is regarded as a child's play, it is extremely rare for anyone to care about others, and to be able to protect himself.

In the night, the wind rustled, blowing away an imperceptible sigh.

Zhao Linhan just lived in the general's tent in front of everyone.

He didn't bring anyone else with him, only his own servant.Taking him with him is not to let him serve, but to remind myself to always pay attention to the personality.

This time the character design is too different from him. Without him, his blue bar would definitely plummet like a cliff.

The general lived in the largest tent in the entire camp, and there were many guards around.Zhao Linhan got out of the carriage, supported by his servant, and tremblingly walked all the way to Zheng Ranfei's tent.

There was no light inside, and it was dark.It looks like he got caught up in other things and hasn't returned yet.Zhao Linhan opened his mouth and was about to speak, when he suddenly remembered that he hadn't coughed yet, so he covered his mouth and coughed again, and then said to the soldier next to him, "Just send it here, please."

The man didn't seem to expect him to say that, maybe his voice was too weak and his tone was too gentle; maybe his brows and eyes were too fragile, and his figure was too thin, which made him unbearable.He clenched the long spear in his hand, and looked at him hesitantly.

Zhao Linhan has already asked the boy to raise the tent.Seeing that he was about to go in, the man finally plucked up his courage, Nie Nuo said: "Your Highness, if possible, it's better not to live in the general's tent."

In order to prevent others from knowing, his voice was very soft, and the surrounding guards did not respond.After the man finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Zhao Linhan's expression. He lowered his head, turned around and left.

Zhao Linhan froze for a moment, and gradually lowered his raised hands, with an inexplicable expression on his face.The boy opened the curtain, turned his head to see that he was still there, and asked strangely, "Your Majesty?"

Could it be that he changed his mind temporarily?

Zhao Linhan waved his hands and walked slowly into the tent.

The boy lit the lamp on the table, and the tent suddenly lit up.Zhao Linhan scanned for a week and found that the tent was quite clean, and the furnishings were orderly, tidier than his studio.

This is a bit embarrassing.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking about what to do next, when he heard the little servant worrying: "Is your son unwell? Why is your complexion slightly red?"

Zhao Linhan touched his face belatedly, it was really hot.

He said sadly: "With my body, I can't bear the wind, and I don't know how many days I can survive."

These words really diverted the boy's attention, made his eyes turn red, and he also became sentimental.Zhao Linhan turned his head quickly, afraid that the twitching of his mouth would misunderstand him again.

He didn't blow it because of the wind, it was obvious that he was holding back his laughter outside the tent just now.

The servant hesitated to speak, but seeing his master turned his back to him, he knew that he didn't want to hear what he had to say.With a long sigh, he walked to the side of the bed, and made the bed with full of thoughts.

The bed is also very tidy, the bedding is clean, and the cotton wool is thick, so it won't hurt people even if they want to fall asleep.The only problem is that there is only one quilt.

The boy was thinking about how he had to lay a floor for the general so that he could save face.

Thinking this way, he didn't disturb Zhao Linhan, and went out of the tent by himself, leaving Zhao Linhan sitting at the table in a daze.

The world conditions this time are too harsh and boring.

In fact, he knows that this world is not different from before, and the reason why he feels bored is because he hasn't met the person he wants to see.

Missing is a cloud that covers the figure, one end is yourself, and the other end is your sweetheart.He can't see or touch, but he outlines his appearance in his heart.

A strand of longing and a grain of red beans slowly fill up the empty heart.Since then, I have traveled to the ends of the earth, and I have concerns and weight in my heart.

The closer you are, the more your thoughts will be like clouds and smoke, which is untouchable, untouchable, and unattainable.You thought it was gradually dissipating, but in the end you realized that it was just like mist, which is one with the breath.

Zhao Linhan raised his eyes and looked outside the tent, the night was getting darker.

Where is he?

He didn't know how long he had been alone, but suddenly he heard a commotion outside, and then he heard the familiar cry, sobbing, crying, and belching and cursing.

Zhao Linhan: "..."

He got up and walked to the curtain, frowned and looked outside.

A big man held his servant by the back collar in one hand and a wooden bucket in the other, and killed him with an unfriendly expression.

As soon as he saw him, the servant cried even harder: "My lord, you have to be the master for me!"

Zhao Linhan didn't want to talk for a while, he watched the little servant stubbornly punching and kicking the big guy, and kept cursing, wanting to be quiet.

But this time, he could almost hear what happened.

It was also he, the boy, who took the initiative to provoke people and asked the big man for a new bedding.Guessing that he had a bad attitude, he poked the nerve of the big guy, and he had the current situation.

The big man approached and said to him in a rough voice: "This subordinate has seen the prince. I will report to the prince that there is no extra bedding, only this bucket of water. The conditions are difficult, and the prince can only suffer some grievances."

The servant said angrily, "You're lying, you clearly still have a lot of brand new quilts, I've seen them all!"

The big man sneered: "I think you have bad eyesight, it's better to dig out these eyeballs than to keep them."

The little servant was in a hurry and was about to kick him as soon as he raised his foot, but the big man raised his hand casually, and he was out of reach.

The boy's neck was red with strangulation, Zhao Linhan sighed, and said helplessly, "Let him down."

Hearing this, the big man let out a heavy sigh, let go of his hand, and left him.

When the boy sprained his foot, he was about to fall.He immediately closed his eyes tightly, covering his face and not daring to look up.But after a long time, he didn't feel any pain.

He opened his eyes in surprise, but saw nothing, only felt that something supported him at the critical moment, but the big man couldn't help him, and the prince couldn't support him, so who helped him?

He couldn't figure it out, and finally slowly widened his eyes with a look of horror.

No, it can't be that unspeakable thing, right?

Before he could figure it out, Zhao Linhan coughed weakly.

"Did you fetch water for me to wash?"

The big man didn't shake his body at all, and said, "Exactly."

Zhao Linhan touched his face and sighed: "But I just caught a cold today, I'm afraid..."

The big man: "...The conditions are simple, I hope the prince will be patient."

Zhao Linhan said: "I don't care, I'm afraid I'll give the general my illness."

This is about the weakness of the big man, he held back, and said: "Then ask your attendant to heat it up."

Zhao Linhan glanced at the young man leisurely, and said regretfully, "He has no strength to restrain a chicken."

Big man: "..."

Zhao Linhan smiled and said, "You still have to come."

After finishing speaking, he nodded reservedly, tightened his outer shirt, turned and entered the tent.

The servant followed closely, but was stopped by Zhao Linhan after entering.

"You stare at him."

Boy: "Huh?"

Zhao Linhan said: "When the water is boiling, it can be said to be too hot. When the water is cold, it can be said that I fell asleep. If there is no bedding, it can be said that I am unwell. If I catch a cold, it will easily affect the general—"

He suddenly stopped, shook his head and said, "But the bedding is really optional."

"In short, there are many ways, do you want me to teach you?"

The little boy suddenly realized, nodded his head hastily, and said overjoyed: "Thank you, Young Master, for your suggestion."

Zhao Linhan said lazily: "Go, get angry and go rest by yourself."

He thought for a while, and then said: "Also, be polite to them."

After all, it is normal for a person who shed his blood for the country to have some temperament, why bother to be stubborn with them.In contrast, it would be ridiculous if they were still thinking about their prestige in the capital.Who doesn't know, his background sounds scary, the capital is here to envoy, heir to the royal family.But if you look closely, it's just an abandoned child.

So in this frontier, they should calm down and live a good life.These can't be said directly to the boy, but can only be vaguely mentioned to him.Zhao Linhan helped his forehead helplessly, if it wasn't for Dazi Wu who came to him this time, he wouldn't bother to care about it.

The boy was a little surprised, but he was not stupid, and he understood what Zhao Linhan was saying.Then he turned and left thoughtfully, Zhao Linhan looked at the night outside, finally yawned lazily, and lay down on the bed exhausted physically and mentally.

The curtain had already been lowered, he took off his shoes and outer shirt, and only wore a middle coat, and then he shrank into the quilt and rolled into a ball, really warming the bed obediently.

When Zheng Ranfei came back, he saw a slender beauty lying on the bed with his back facing him, only wearing a middle coat, with loose hair. His expression froze and he hardly dared to move.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the entourage at the side thought he was dissatisfied, and hurriedly asked: "General, do you want me to wake him up?"

Zheng Ranfei shook his head.

The entourage continued to probe: "Then will this subordinate make a new bed for you?"

Their general's obsession with cleanliness is well known to everyone. In the barracks, no matter how difficult the conditions are, he will try his best to be clean and free from dust.The rest don't even touch him, let alone approach him.Now that there is only one person lying on the general's bed, it can be regarded as the general's bad luck.

The entourage was anxious for a while, secretly resenting that the others were not on the road.Even if they were sent by the imperial court, they shouldn't be sent directly to the general's account like this.

But he didn't know that this was the beauty specially sent by the imperial court to warm their general's bed.

Zheng Ranfei squinted his eyes, and said to his followers: "You go back first."

The entourage gave him a surprised look, but in the end the military order was like a mountain, and he didn't dare to question it, so he retreated politely.

Zheng Ranfei pursed his lips and walked over with hands and feet.After finally making up his mind, he lifted up a corner of the quilt and saw the expected person.His skin is very white, as tender and white as porcelain, making people afraid to use too much force for fear of crushing him.His brows were slightly frowned, and his face was also small, extremely delicate.The weak and helpless temperament exuded unconsciously is even more heart-pounding, and one can't wait to step forward to protect him immediately.

This is Zhao Linhan, the son of Prince Nan'an who is famous in Chu.

Zheng Ranfei looked at it for a while, and was about to put down the quilt, but suddenly saw the eyelashes of the person on the bed move, trembling slightly like a butterfly's wings, as if about to fly away to the wind.

Immediately, his hands twitched uncontrollably, his rough fingers rubbed against each other, the night was as cold as water, but the surrounding air gradually became hotter.

The fresh cold bath seemed useless, Zheng Ranfei moved his throat, and said in a low voice, "How long do you want to pretend to be asleep?"

There was no response, so he restrained himself from touching him, snorted coldly, turned off the oil lamp with a snap of his fingers, and lay down beside him with his clothes closed.

The tent was pitch black, and there was silence everywhere, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Zhao Linhan didn't dare to move rashly, and he didn't know why he pretended to be asleep, but the tension in his heart was so sudden that he was at a loss.

At this moment, he finally calmed down a bit, slowly turned over, opened his eyes, and tried to see the figure of that person clearly in the complete darkness.

Nature is invisible, only a vague outline can be seen.He closed his eyes regretfully, and was about to fall asleep, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

How do you feel, you feel a weird thing in your hand, and you panic?