I'm not really the protagonist? [Transmigration Book]

Su Jiabao kept looking at Xiahou Lingyuan, frowning, not knowing what to do.

He originally wanted to stay away from the hero and heroine, not to participate in the plot, just earn money, and maintain the current home, but now his elder brother is very likely to be the hero, and he doesn't know whether to stay away or communicate as usual at this time alright.

Su Jiabao thought like this, Xiahou Lingyuan, who had already taken his seat, had already noticed his gaze, and when he looked over, he could clearly see the entanglement in Su Jiabao's heart at a glance.

Xiahou Lingyuan drank from a white jade cup, covering up the slightly cold look in his eyes.

After he entered the capital, he didn't want to hide his identity from Susu. The reason why he didn't say it clearly was because he didn't want Susu to lose his natural attitude because of his identity.

But he is also hinting step by step to make Susu mentally prepared, such as the palace, helping Su Wei, the book on the table, etc.Originally, he was not in a hurry, but Chu Yunmo's deliberate approach to Susu made him realize that he didn't have much time for Susu to get used to it, so he just used this banquet to show his identity.

I don't want to, his brother knows his identity and even has the idea of ​​staying away. He is really "ignorant of current affairs". How many people want to make friends with him.

Thinking about it, Xiahou Lingyuan's eyes returned some warmth,

That's right, his younger brother is naturally not the kind of person who doesn't wait to gain power, so he needs to explain it carefully.

Xiahou Lingyuan knew what his brothers and brothers were thinking, plus some things he found out, for Susu's safety, he didn't want to communicate with him at the banquet.

Although he has the ability to protect Su Jiabao, but everything is not absolute, and the people behind the fifth prince have not been found out yet, so there is no harm in being cautious.

Su Jiabao didn't hide his eyes, but the Seventh Prince didn't look over, even the banquet was halfway through, and he didn't look over.

Su Jiabao was already a little unhappy because of his concealment, but now seeing Xiahou Lingyuan as if he didn't recognize him, he felt even more angry.

Su Jiabao withdrew his gaze and never looked back.

The banquet has come to the place that the ministers are most concerned about, the lottery ceremony for the thirteen princes.

The thirteenth prince Xiahou Xiuming, dressed in bright yellow clothes and carved with jade, was placed among the luxurious blankets on the ground. Books, swords, rulers, ingots, seals, jade pendants, etc. were placed around him.

Su Jiabao saw that the little doll didn't care about the things around him, but only concentrated on eating his own fingers, and looked at the emperor and queen from time to time, giggling.

The nuns and maids beside the queen were very anxious, and after receiving the queen's signal, they stood by and teased the little prince to attract his attention, but the little prince still persistently bit his little finger.

The emperor smiled when he saw this, stood up and wanted to play in person, but was held back by the queen.

"Your Majesty, this is not in accordance with etiquette." The Queen shook her head and said.

The emperor sat down, and about a quarter of an hour later, the little prince felt that biting his fingers was boring, looked at the queen, and stretched out his little hand: "Hug."

The queen shook her head, and the little prince turned to look at the seventh prince who was sitting not far away, and stretched out his chubby hand again: "Everyone."

Xiahou Lingyuan saw this cute little fat man staring at him with his mouth shut, and knew that if he shook his head too, he might flood the square.

Reluctantly stood up and approached.

"Whatever you want, grab it." Xiahou Lingyuan said to the little baby.

Both the emperor and the empress were taken aback for a moment, and then held back their smiles. How could this one-year-old doll understand the words?

Everyone thought this way, and the nanny on the side wanted to go forward again, but saw the little doll started to move, as if he understood what he said, he crawled around the blanket with a little saliva in the corner of his mouth, and then put Everything on the blanket was piled up and pushed towards Xiahou Lingyuan.

"Everyone, hug." The little baby said inarticulately.

Xiahou Lingyuan ignored everyone's eyes and stepped forward to pick up the little baby.

"Ming'er is so good." Xiahou Lingyuan turned his head to Taichang Temple Cheng who was waiting at the side and said, "Thirteen princes, this should mean that everything has been caught."

The Prime Minister of Taichang Temple looked at the emperor, and Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty had an irrepressible joy on his face, "Well, my emperor's son is really different. Come here and deliver the decree."

"The thirteenth prince, Tianhui, is intelligent and won my heart. He was enshrined as king and bestowed the title of Ming."

The minister kneeling underneath trembled in his heart, the favor of the thirteen princes was even greater than that of the seven princes.

But the kneeling princes didn't think so. It was not certain whether the thirteenth brother could get such glory because of the seventh prince Xiahou Lingyuan or because he was really favored by the emperor.

The queen who was waiting at the side lowered her head, she was very clear in her heart that more than half of the reason why her son became king at one year old was because of the Seventh Prince.

Then it was time for the ministers to give gifts, and their things had already been handed over by the servants to the eunuch who specially accepted them, and the eunuch read on it.

First, it was the blood-colored warm jade sent by the third prince of Chu Yunguo, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it can also calm the mind and mind.

The queen thanked the minister who attended instead of Chu Yunmo.

Then there are the gifts from the princes, all of which are gold, silver, jewelry or exquisite jade pendants.

Xiahou Lingyuan gave him an amulet, a simple amulet. He went to Daming Temple to ask for it in person, and he also asked the sage Samantabhadra to consecrate it.

Su Wei couldn't resist Su Jiabao, so he also sent up his pure wooden baby carriage and the gift he prepared himself. He turned his head to see that the eunuch Su Jiabao was waiting for the ceremony to read his gift, and said quickly : "Bao'er, you can't read ours, only Zheng Yipin and princes and princes are eligible to be read."

......

"Then will the things we send go to the queen?"

Su Wei shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case. Special personnel in the palace have to check whether there is anything wrong with the sent things. If there is nothing wrong, they must be checked again by the mother who takes care of the little prince. Anything that does not comply with the regulations will be inspected." Throw it away."

"..."

Su Jiabao felt that his baby walker made of wood must have violated regulations, because the wood was neither golden nanmu nor other famous woods, and the fabric used on it was only slightly better brocade.

If I knew it earlier, I would have inlaid a few big gems on it. His brother would be willing to...

Suddenly thinking of his eldest brother who is now the seventh prince, Su Jiabao's anger rose again, and he looked up, but saw that man was sitting quietly eating snacks, without even looking at him.

Su Jiabao became even angrier, snorted coldly and looked away.

Su Jiabao thought about his gift again, this thing can't reach the empress, it can't be used on the thirteenth prince, his plan to use the thirteenth prince to publicize the baby carriage will not work.

Hey, the first step in Wanbao Pavilion's publicity ended in failure.Su Jiabao sighed.

The banquet continued for a while, and after the emperor and queen left, the ministers let go of their hands and feet to fill their hungry bellies.

The fifth prince Xia Houchun walked towards Xiahou Lingyuan with a wine glass and Su Lingyan behind him.

"Seventh brother, drinking alone is so boring," Xia Houchun consciously sat opposite Xiahou Lingyuan, "Fifth brother will drink with you."

Xiahou Lingyuan drank the wine by himself and did not answer. Su Lingyan, who was waiting at the side, took the jug on the table and wanted to help him fill the wine. Xiahou Lingyuan moved his hand.

Xiahou Lingyuan's indifferent face was slightly cold, and he looked at Su Lingyan with displeasure.

Su Lingyan panicked, and could hardly maintain the composure on her face. Before she could apologize, the fifth prince beside her spoke up.

"Seventh Brother," Xia Houchun lowered his voice and frowned slightly, "Spiritual Smoke is a good intention."

"I don't like people getting close, Fifth Brother doesn't know?" The maid behind Xiahou Lingyuan stepped forward to replace the wine glass and jug just now, and bought new ones.

"Fifth brother, is there something wrong?"

This is driving people away in a blatant manner. Although he called him "Fifth Brother" in his mouth, there was no respect in his tone.Xia Houchun was furious in his heart, but he also knew that he had nothing to do with the person in front of him, not only him, but also Xiahou Xiuyan, who was the prince, did not dare to provoke Xiahou Lingyuan.

But he promised Lingyan that he would introduce the seventh prince to her, and she would thank Xiahou Lingyuan for the Su family for speaking for Su Wei, the third son of the Su family, in the hall.

He knew about this matter, a seventh-rank official directly entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and more importantly, this Su Wei came from Qingzhou. In the future, he took Lingyan to be the princess. It's easy for Wei to belong to the Su family.

Because Xiahou Lingyuan has half of the blood of other countries, he has long lost the qualification to inherit the throne, and because his father loves him extraordinarily, he has become the target of all the princes secretly wooing him. Jin, relying on his favor, no one pays attention to him, he behaves according to his heart, and he helped Su Wei a while ago, which can be said to have caught everyone's eyes.

"Seventh Brother," Xia Houchun pretended not to be able to tell that he was chasing someone away, "A few days ago, thank you for helping Lingyan's third uncle speak."

Xia Houchun toasted Xiahou Lingyuan.

Xiahou Lingyuan chuckled lightly and put down his cup, "Fifth brother, is this a good thing for you?"

"That's since..."

"The seventh prince is worrying too much. There is no other intention for the little girl to be friends with the fifth prince."

Xia Houchun was interrupted and heard Su Lingyan's words again. He looked over in shock, but saw that Su Lingyan had a faint anger on his face, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were moist. He was obviously very angry.

"How much influence will the seventh prince have on the little girl?" Su Lingyan didn't look at Xia Houchun, but held back the tears in his eyes and looked directly at Xiahou Lingyuan, with a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

Xia Houchun suddenly understood that Lingyan had never understood his intentions. When they first met, Lingyan did say that they only get along as friends. This did not get her consent. It is unknown that he would marry the Su family. The idea is that he is wrong.

Su Lingyan who was angry was also extremely beautiful, Xia Houchun couldn't move his eyes from looking at it, and he kept blaming himself in his heart.

Xiahou Lingyuan was unhappy because of Su Jiabao's affairs, but someone came up to disturb him, put down his cup heavily, stood up and said coldly: "For the sake of Fifth Brother, this king will not punish you, this king is a wise man King, remember."

There was still a while before the banquet ended, but Xiahou Lingyuan lost interest and went straight back to Prince Xianshuo's mansion.

At night, Su Jiabao didn't feel sleepy at all, tossing and turning on the bed, suddenly saw a black shadow outside the window, and that shadow was also standing straight, as if still staring at him.

Su Jiabao shrank back under the quilt, swallowed, and boldly asked, "Who is it?"

"Susu, open the door."

The author has something to say: I can no longer complain about myself.