Please take care of yourself [Quick Transmigration]

In the winter of the tenth year of Jinyi, Yanjing, which is like spring all the year round, has a light snowfall. There is a legend in Dayan that whenever it snows in Yanjing, it means that a noble person will die. the way of the world.

Thinking of this legend, Xiao Sanzi's nose turned sore, and the nobleman in the legend is probably the master.

In the past few years, as the regent, Ling Yi transported all the treasures of heaven and earth to the palace as if he didn't need money. Those things were still effective at the beginning, but now, Su Jinnian vomited whatever he ate, and has been in a coma for two days.

Su Jinnian just woke up, refreshed and looking much better, but the third son turned his back and wiped his tears, the master is returning to the light.

The prince obviously thought of this too, his face was a little ugly, but he didn't say anything, and waved his hand to let the young man out.

Su Jinnian slept for a long time, and when he woke up, he felt his stomach was empty, "Uncle Jiu, I'm hungry."

Ling Yi took the porridge that the third son had prepared a long time ago, sat down on the side of the bed, and showed a gentle smile that no outsider would even dare to think about: "Why are you calling me that again? No matter how hard I forced you before, you couldn't."

Su Jinnian blushed and looked away, "You always ask me to call out at that time, of course I can't call out."

Knowing that he and Ling Yi are not related by blood, Su Jinnian calmed down a lot, but he still couldn't resist some of Ling Yi's "interests".

Sugar and red dates were put in the porridge, which was soft and delicious, and melted in the mouth. Su Jinnian squinted his eyes comfortably as he enjoyed the gentle feeding from the regent, but the next bite did not reach his mouth for a long time.

Su Jinnian opened his eyes suspiciously, and saw Ling Yi's face approaching suddenly.

Over the past ten years, Su Jinnian's closeness to Ling Yi has produced physical memories. Apart from his empty stomach protesting, Su Jinnian generally accepted the kiss cooperatively.

On the way, a plump jujube was pushed into Su Jinnian's mouth by the tip of Ling Yi's tongue.

Su Jinnian was surprised and opened his eyes wide.

Ling Yi smiled and backed out so that Su Jinnian could chew.

He stroked Su Jinnian's soft hair, with extremely gentle pampering in his eyes, but under the pampering, there was heartbreaking reluctance and despair: "Do you remember Seyi Village? That's how you fed me back then .”

Su Jinnian was startled and almost choked, Ling Yi quickly fed him a lot of warm water before he calmed down.

Ling Yi was also frightened, and finally stopped making trouble with Su Jinnian, and fed him peacefully with a bowl.

However, Su Jinnian was aroused, and while drinking the porridge, he thought about it and said: "You were unconscious at that time, and I did this to save you."

Then accused Ling Yi: "I'm awake now, you can't do that."

Ling Yi accepted the teaching humbly, and seemingly casually mentioned: "You have been in a coma for two days, and I was forced to do so."

Su Jinnian was stunned for a while before he realized, and mumbled: "You, you really fed me like that?"

Ling Yi acted very righteously: "Hey. You are my princess, how can I let you go hungry?"

Su Jinnian wanted to die now.

The bowl of porridge soon bottomed out, Ling Yi put down the bowl, hugged Su Jinnian under the quilt, and then hugged him whole in his arms, as if he wanted to warm him, or borrow him for warmth.

There was silence in the Nuan Pavilion for a while before Su Jinnian spoke again: "Grandpa Village Chief, are they all right?"

Now the Hei Clan has become one of Dayan's vassal states, under the direct jurisdiction of the Dayan Regent.

Ling Yi's body froze unobtrusively. He gave a death order for what happened back then, and Su Jinnian was not allowed to know.

"They are all fine. The village chief's son returned to the village eight years ago, and now the village chief's grandson is six years old."

Su Jinnian recalled what happened at that time, Ling Yi's mind was damaged, he looked like a big fool, he always liked to cling to him, and stabbed him with his beard.

Suddenly, Su Jinnian moved restlessly, like a wriggling silkworm chrysalis.

Ling Yi patted him: "What's wrong?"

Su Jinnian's eyes seemed to hide stars, she was incredibly beautiful: "I'll dance for you!"

Feeling helpless for Su Jinnian's child's character, Ling Yi held him down and said, "He wants to run around again before he recovers, just lie down obediently."

It was rare for Su Jinnian to resist: "My illness is cured, why don't you let me dance."

Ling Yi never had anything to do with him: "Only in the warm pavilion, not allowed to go out."

Su Jinnian readily agreed, he hurriedly pushed the quilt away, ran behind the screen and changed his clothes.

After the rustling of fabrics, Su Jinnian came out barefoot.

Only then did Ling Yi see clearly that Su Jinnian was wearing a red dance dress, with long slits on both sides of the sleeves, exposing shiny arms. There are two copper bells on the ankles, and the bells jingle as Su Jinnian walks, and the red gauze hem is layered and dragged to the carpet.

Ling Yi frowned, the clothes were too warm.

Recalling the movements that he had practiced countless times in his mind, Su Jinnian smiled softly, taking his left foot as the origin, lowering his lower body, the toes of his right foot drew a circle on the ground, and the hem of the red skirt followed suit.

Jingle Bell--

Su Jinnian got up slowly, the ringtone seemed to be the rhythm of the dance, it was just right.

Jump up, twirl, twirl, and then twirl, the black silk and the red yarn are mixed together, fascinating people's eyes.

Ling Yi gradually became fascinated by watching, and many complicated memories came to him like snowflakes.

More than ten years ago, Su Jinnian miraculously went back and forth between Dayan and the Heizu. Ling Yi was not without doubts, but after interrogating the third son to no avail, he gave up asking.

The dodging eyes and pale face of the little third son let Ling Yi know that this matter is not simple, but he suppressed his curiosity and did not press him.

He remembered a long time ago, when his biological mother was still alive, there was always an indelible hope in the same gray eyes as his.

He had very little impression of his biological mother, and he still remembered that gentle woman holding him in her arms and telling him a story.

In this world, there are many little monsters who have sneaked out from the demon world. They will pretend to be adults and live together as humans.

After coming to the human world, they have only one chance to use their magic power, which can save their dying lover.

Asked about their identities, they'll blow your mind away, so if you come across a cute little monster in the future, don't ask it about mana.

Ling Yi knew in his heart that it was just a fictitious myth, and Su Jinnian couldn't be some playful little monster.

But looking at those glazed eyes that were easily satisfied, he couldn't ask a word.

What if his Jinnian is really a little monster who strayed into the mortal world?

A ignorant and beautiful little white fox.

He couldn't bear to let his little fox go out of his mind.

Ten years on, the answer to that question no longer matters.

Immersed in Su Jinnian's amazing dance steps, Ling Yi thought to himself, his Jinnian is really a little monster, otherwise how could he dance an ordinary dance so beautifully?

Ling Yi couldn't take his eyes off of the fluttering robes, the mist of the red gauze, and the flying blue silk.

In the last series of rotations, Su Jinnian suddenly lost his strength, and all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away.

He fell backwards, and before he touched the ground, he was caught in time by Ling Yi, who was always watching.

Lying in the familiar embrace, Su Jinnian felt a little regretful: "There is still one last circle, I haven't finished turning—"

Ling Yi hugged him tightly, "You are tired, dance again tomorrow, I will watch carefully."

Su Jinnian looked at a certain point in the sky, seemed to hear something, and said after a while: "Ling Yi, I'm leaving."

"—I am very happy to meet you in this life."

Ling Yi buried his face in his neck, and it took a long time before he said: "I am also very happy."

However, no one has answered him.

In the 11th year of Jinyi, a man and a woman stood quietly in front of the tomb of Princess Yi.

They are the most powerful men and women in the world, one is the regent who holds power, and the other is the empress dowager who listens to politics behind the curtain.

Pang Qinfang looked at the man in front of him. In just one year, it seemed that ten years had left traces on him. He was only [-] years old, and his temples already had gray hair.

"If he is still there, he doesn't want you to be like this."

Ling Yi didn't look at her, he only had room for that one person in his eyes, even if he had turned into a piece of loess.

"Empress Dowager, the emperor is still waiting for you, please go back to the palace as soon as possible."

Pang Qinfang sighed and left this place to him alone.

Ling Yi's gray eyes were unbelievably gentle, as if he saw the radiant young man again: "Jin Nian, a voice in my dream told me a year ago that you have been reincarnated, and I want to find you."

"I've already arranged everything in the past year and handed it over to Pang Qinfang. You must be very relieved."

"Jinnian, I miss you so much."

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In the spring of the 11th year of Jinyi, Ling Yi, the regent of Dayan, died, and the young emperor ordered that he be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Different from the bleak death of other regents in the world, after Ling Yi's death, with the acquiescence of Queen Mother Pang Qinfang, the folk activities to praise Ling Yi intensified. Ling Yi became the spiritual leader of the people of Dayan. Home incense offerings.

Ling Yi has been a legend throughout his life. In addition to his ability to fight and govern the country, his infatuation is also praised and admired by the world.

His concubine, Su Xiaonian, is said to be weak and seldom goes out, and only befriends the queen mother.

There are many versions of the deeds of Regent Ling Yi and Princess Su Xiaonian among the people. The Empress Dowager saw it by chance one time and said with a smile: "This text does not describe one or two of Princess Yi's demeanor."

The author has something to say:

The first world has been repaired, this is equivalent to a side story of the first world, interested little angels can go back and see the first world.

This article is finally fully completed, thank you for your support for so long, we will see you again~