After being bound by the eating and broadcasting system, I became a heartthrob

Although Chu Yu was not in a high mood, but Chu Qing took the initiative to greet him, he couldn't pretend to ignore it, so he could only smile at him reluctantly, "Brother Huang"

Chu Qing's eyes darkened, and he walked steadily to his side, put one hand on his head, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Chu Yu lowered her eyes and shook her head, "It's nothing."

Chu Qing stared at him for a long while, and finally just sighed softly, retracted his hand, and said with emotion, "Sometimes I really don't know how to get along with my younger brothers and sisters. When you have something on your mind, you don't like to talk about it. It always makes people feel a little bit uneasy.”

Chu Yu quickly raised her head, met his gentle and worried eyes, and comforted, "Brother Huang, I'm really fine, but I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Originally, it was just a nonsense reason, but Chu Qing seemed more interested than before.

Without giving Chu Yu a chance to react, he put one hand on Chu Yu's forehead, touched it for a while and put it down, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you tired? I'll help you go back and rest."

After hearing what he said, Chu Yu hurriedly shook her hand, "No need, Brother Huang."

Chu Qing seemed to have never heard of it, chuckled a few times, and suddenly leaned over.

Chu Qing held the back of Chu Yu's head with one hand, his forehead and Chu Yu's forehead were pressed together, and their eyes met.

The distance between the two was only a finger, Chu Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes subconsciously to avoid his sight, "Brother Huang, what are you doing?"

The posting was only fleeting, and soon Chu Qing let him go before he was about to struggle.

There was a smile in his eyes, "Well, it's all right, just to confirm again, it seems that it's really all right."

Chu Yu frowned, a little disgusted by his intimate contact from time to time, but when he raised his head and saw Chu Qing's face, he was embarrassed to say it.

He turned his face away, avoiding Chu Qing's bright eyes, ruthless heart, and issued the order to drive away the guest with a strong tone, "Thank you for your concern, brother, let's go back today, I want to rest."

After a pause, he didn't hear Chu Qing's answer for a long time.

He was a little apprehensive, and after a while, he heard Chu Qing's disappointed voice, "If the second emperor brother was here, would you also drive him away?"

Chu Yu opened her mouth, and just about to say something, she heard Chu Qing continue, "Forget it, I have something to deal with later, so I won't make it difficult for you today."

Chu Yu quickly shut her mouth, looked down at her toes and nodded.

Chu Qing stared at Chu Yu's hair spinning for a long while, his heart sank little by little, and after confirming that he would never speak again, he finally turned and left.

After finally sending all the gods away, Chu Yu raised her head and sighed, rubbing her sore shoulders, feeling that this day was more tiring than usual days.

In front of Chu Aotian and Chu Qing, he tensed subconsciously, as if there was an invisible pressure oppressing his nerves.

Is this the majesty and aura of the king?

He thought about it for a while, turned around and hammered his shoulders while saying to Lan'er, "I want to rest for a while, you go and tell the little genius that there are no visitors in the bamboo building today."

Lan'er looked at him worriedly, "Your Highness Sixth Prince, are you okay?"

After he relaxed, Chu Yu felt that his mind was in a mess and he couldn't find a clue, and he had a headache. He shook his head preoccupied, "It's okay, just do as I say."

Lan'er glanced at him worriedly, and passed a message to the young genius as he said, and when she came back, she saw Chu Yu leaning on the side of the couch, with her head propped on one hand, and squinting her eyes when she came back.

She tiptoedly fetched a thick blanket, lightly covered him, and said softly, "Your Highness Sixth Prince, go to bed and sleep, don't catch a cold."

Chu Yu shrank his neck and hid himself in the big and thick blanket, only showing a pair of eyes and some mischievous hair, making him look thinner and more delicate.

The warm blanket covered his body, allowing him to absorb a lot of warmth, and even his numb fingers were so warm that he couldn't help but sing.

He opened his eyes but didn't speak.

Lan'er saw that he was depressed, and sighed softly, "Master, slaves are servants and don't understand anything, but I know that master is soft-hearted, and loves to take everything to heart, and hides things in his heart."

"Sometimes, Lan'er also thought about it, if the master didn't have such a temperament, would he live a happier life?"

Hearing what she said suddenly, Chu Yu raised his eyes and glanced at her.

Unexpectedly, Lan'er's eyes were a little red, and there were tears in her eyes, but there was still a smile on her face, "But, if the master doesn't have such a temperament, then he is not the master."

Seeing that her eyes were wet again, Chu Yu quickly called out comfortingly, "Sister Lan'er, don't be sad, I'm fine."

Lan Er knelt down at his feet, raised her head and looked up at him, tightly clutching the blanket covering Chu Yu's body with one hand, and looked at him softly with watery eyes, "Your Highness Sixth Prince, can Lan Er relieve your worries?" ?”

Chu Yu lowered his eyes and looked at her. After a while, he stretched out a pale hand from under the blanket and beckoned to Lan'er, "Lan'er, do something for me."

Lan'er's eyes burst into a smile like spring water, and she nodded vigorously.

If it can make the master happy, no matter what Chu Yu asked her to do, she would be willing, even if Chu Yu told her to die, she would be willing.

Night, Meng Mansion.

Prime Minister Meng was sitting by the high chair, and a beautiful woman was standing behind him, rubbing his temples for him.

Prime Minister Meng sighed comfortably, closed his eyes and asked, "Is that little bastard back today?"

The woman behind her was gentle at first, but her expression changed after hearing what he said, and she slapped him on the shoulder, "What nonsense are you talking about? Zhenzhi is also your child, so please pay attention to what you say."

She moved fiercely, and this slap hit him hard. Meng Cheng yelled, "Be gentle, be gentle, I can't hold you back with my old bones."

The woman sat next to him angrily and looked at him, "Isn't it all your fault? If you didn't talk about Zhen'er every time you came back, he wouldn't have a home and nowhere to go. He would stay outside all day with those poor people. Scholar fooling around with three religions and nine streams."

Meng Cheng was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "It's not that you are a mother-in-law who has been too used to him since she was a child. Now it's all right. You don't even recognize me as a father. Look, how long has it been since you came back? How many times has he been back?" Home? Every time I come back, I smell of alcohol, I, Meng Cheng, don’t have such a worthless son like him!”

Unexpectedly, the woman did not lose the wind at all, and roared in a sharp voice, "Meng Laosan, that's not what you said before. My Zhen'er is smart and personable, why is he so useless?"

Meng Cheng slapped the table with his hand, and said angrily, "I don't even want to ask him to take the autumn exam. No matter how talented he is, he is just underappreciated. Are you willing to let him spend his whole life in such obscurity!"

The woman snorted coldly, "Meng Laosan, don't think I don't know you, don't you just want Zhen'er to join the official career and help your Meng family get ahead? I'm different from you, I just want my son to be safe and sound." A lifetime is enough."

After being touched by her, Meng Cheng didn't dare to refute, but only dared to mutter in a low voice, "Hmph, the benevolence of a woman has long hair but short knowledge!"

The woman raised her eyebrows when she heard his muttering, and held his ear with one hand, "What are you talking about? Huh?"

A young servant rushed in and saw this scene, his legs gave way in fright, he knelt on the ground and lowered his head, tremblingly said, "Master, madam, the young master is back."

Meng Cheng's reputation has not been a day or two, and he was still a little embarrassed to be bumped into. He slapped the woman's hand away and coughed softly, "What are you talking about?"

"Zhen'er is back?" The woman stood up joyfully, pulled up her skirt and ran towards him, "Take me there quickly."

Meng Cheng, "..."

He really has no status in this family.

Sighing deeply, he stood up with his hands behind his back, and the old god followed on the ground.

Originally, Meng Zhenzhi was planning to come back quietly to pick up something, so he asked the housekeeper to open the door for him, and sneaked to his place in the dark, but he bumped into a few guards on patrol.

One looked at him like he saw a ghost, turned around and ran, and shouted heart-piercingly while running, "The young master is back!!! The young master is back!!!"

A young servant scrambled to his feet and hugged his thigh, "Master, you are back!!!"

After a while, the lights in the entire Meng Mansion were lit up in unison.

Meng Zhenzhi, "..."

He clicked his tongue in disgust, and kicked the boy next to him, "Get up, don't be ashamed."

Unexpectedly, the little servant hugged his leg tightly, "Young Master, Da Furen ordered, the young master is back, you must tightly hug the young master's leg, absolutely not let the young master take half a step out of the Meng Mansion!"

Meng Zhenzhi was speechless for a while.

A beautiful woman trotted over and hugged him, Qi Qiran yelled, "Zhen'er!"

Meng Zhenzhi helplessly supported her shoulder, "Mother, I'm not dead yet."

After hearing what he said, the woman was furious and slapped him on the back, "What are you talking about unlucky? You want to piss your old lady off, don't you?"

Meng Zhenzhi almost vomited blood when she slapped her, coughed, and exchanged sympathetic looks with Meng Cheng who was following the woman.

Meng Cheng snorted coldly, "Okay, go in quickly, you don't feel ashamed to be outside here, I don't want others to know that my Meng family is unlucky, and I have a son who hangs out all day and has no home."

The woman ignored him and nodded quickly, "Come into the house quickly, it's easy to catch cold in autumn nights, don't get sick from the cold."

Meng Zhenzhi shrugged helplessly and followed behind them.

After entering the house, the woman looked left and right, saw bruises on the corner of his mouth, and touched it distressedly, "What happened, did you fight with someone outside?"

Meng Zhenzhi smiled, "It's okay, mother, I just taught a few little thieves a lesson, and it's just a mistake."

The woman didn't take his words to heart, looked at him worriedly, and taught him a lesson, "You are not allowed to fight with others outside, and you are not allowed to hang out with those dirty girls, do you understand?"

Meng Cheng sneered and said, "You can't carry what you can't carry on your shoulders, and you teach the thief a lesson. Could it be that you want to belittle other girls and teach them a lesson."

The woman gave him an annoyed look before he closed his mouth embarrassingly.

Meng Zhenzhi saw that they didn't believe him when he told the truth, so he could only sigh and didn't bother to explain.

Meng Cheng remembered what Chu Qing said to him last time when he stopped him, and asked awkwardly, "When did you have such a good relationship with the prince? He asked last time, saying that he wanted to see you, and hoped to see you after the autumn exam." you."

When Meng Zhenzhi heard him mention Chu Qing, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, and smiled meaningfully, noncommittal.

Meng Cheng couldn't understand his smile, and didn't know if they really had a good relationship, so he said angrily, "You just said something!"

Meng Zhenzhi hooked the corner of his mouth, "Since the crown prince wants to see me, then it's fine. I'm an idler, but the crown prince is busy. Do you have time to meet me, a little man?"

Seeing his foolish appearance, Meng Cheng cursed bitterly, "You useless thing! If you become the crown prince, you will be rich and prosperous in the future."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his voice, "The throne will belong to the crown prince sooner or later, what's the benefit of offending him?"

Meng Zhenzhi originally smiled indifferently when he heard him talk about prosperity and wealth, but when he heard what he said in a low voice, his expression changed.

He put away his frivolous expression and looked at Meng Cheng seriously, "Father, speak carefully."

When he smiled, he was like a free and easy cloud in the sky, but when he was not smiling, his face was stern, very intimidating, even Meng Cheng was intimidated by him and choked.

But soon, he changed into his usual smiling appearance.

Meng Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and asked unwillingly, "Then will you go to the autumn exam?"

Just as Meng Zhenzhi was about to refuse, the woman secretly pulled the corner of his clothes and looked at him pleadingly.

His heart softened, and he hesitated for a moment.

He has never cared about fame and wealth, and he does not want to be involved in the torrent of fame and fortune. What he yearns for is a free life, so Qiukao is meaningless to him, but at this time he thought of something else .

Although it was inappropriate, he suddenly remembered the young man he saw on the Marriage Pagoda that day, the moon god descended to earth, looked at him with a smile and said to him, "People will always change, what's the point of living a life that remains the same. "

What the man said lightly seemed to have changed his stubborn mind a little.

change?

He raised his head and nodded calmly at Meng Cheng, "I'll go."

It's just to take part in an autumn exam. After the exam, it's not up to him to decide what to do, and maybe he can meet the boy from that day again?

Meng Cheng had brewed a belly full of persuasive words, and he was ready to be rejected, but he could only utter an inflected "Huh?"

Seeing the stunned expressions of Meng Cheng and the woman with their mouths open, he smiled smugly, turned around and waved at them with a lazy voice, "I'm going to rest, I've been staying here for the past few days. "

Hmm, it really got interesting.