[Transmigration Book] Refuse to be a mother

"Those who are good at fighting will harm people but not others..." The warm wind blows slightly, and the late spring sunshine shines into the room through the window sills. The voice echoed slowly.

"Ouch!" Suddenly, Liu Muchen felt someone pat on the top of his head. He glanced sideways at Wei Qinghan who was standing behind him, and couldn't help showing an embarrassing smile: "Master..."

Wei Qinghan glanced at him, with a helpless smile in his eyes: "The prince will be back soon."

Liu Muchen was exposed, so he didn't hold back, he just laughed and said, "How does Master know?"

Wei Qinghan sighed: "You usually put your heart into studying, but today you are always out of your mind. If you are not thinking about the prince's birthday, what is it?"

Everyone in Shangjing knew that the seventeenth day of the third lunar month was the birthday of King Xuanning Xiao Yan. Every year on this day, Xiao Shixian would call Xiao Yan into the palace to hold a banquet for him.

"Early this morning, Sun Qing received a lot of things from various houses..." Liu Muchen couldn't help feeling emotional when he thought of the dazzling array of gift boxes piled up in the hall.

Wei Qinghan said: "It should be the prince's birthday."

Liu Muchen was pulling the back of the chair with both hands, leaning his face against the top pole, and said lazily, "But I don't know what to give him yet..."

Wei Qinghan smiled and said, "With you..."

Seeing Wei Qinghan staring at him, Liu Muchen couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly said, "I don't want to give myself to him!"

Wei Qinghan was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said: "I just want to say that with you by his side, the prince must be satisfied."

"But since you already have this idea in your heart..." Wei Qinghan raised the corners of his lips, a rare teasing smile appeared on his handsome face, and he said, "It's not a bad idea. Food, sex, sex..."

Liu Muchen interrupted Wei Qinghan's words, and suddenly jumped up from his chair, he said, "I'm going out shopping, what can I buy!"

After finishing speaking, before Wei Qinghan could respond, he ran out the door.

The sun was shining on his body, Liu Muchen turned around and turned to the gate of the palace, muttering in his heart: My master, such an elegant and refined person, would say such things, he must have been led by Han Xun these days...

but……

Liu Muchen looked him up and down. Over the past few months, Xiao Yan had been with him for a long time, but when he thought that he was about to be suppressed...

Liu Muchen shook his head, trying his best to forget the image of the sobbing teenager in the films that Liu Yaying played before.

He lowered his head, walked around all the way outside, and when he reached the gate of the palace, a delicate female voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "I heard that the prince is very fond of the melody, and the little girl has no other precious things to give, so I specially prepared a piece of flute music." , I hope the prince will accept it with a smile."

Liu Muchen was slightly taken aback, and raised his head with a "swish". Xiao Yan had returned to the mansion at some point. He was standing in front of the door, facing a pretty woman in pink...

Liu Muchen's heart moved, and he instinctively jumped behind the wall to watch, only to see Xiao Yan showing a faint smile to the woman, and said gently: "Miss has a heart."

The woman smiled, and looked at Xiao Yan with a gleam in her eyes, she raised her hand, her delicate lips pressed against the body of the jade flute, she moved softly, and a melodious and melodious tune sounded slowly...

Xiao Yan stood tall, and he looked at the woman in pink with a smile on his face. There was silence around him, as if there were only the two of them left.

I don't know what tune the woman was playing, but judging from the lingering tune, it must be a touching love song...

"It's so ugly..." Liu Muchen stared at Xiao Yan who was smiling like a flower, and couldn't help frowning.

He stared at them for a while, feeling more and more unhappy, his nimble eyeballs rolled slightly, Liu Muchen ran away with a flick of his sleeves, he went back to the room and took a box from the top of the Liangge cabinet, and hurried to Wei Qinghan's yard .

"Master!" Liu Muchen put the box on the table unexpectedly.

Wei Qinghan put down the book in his hand, looked at Liu Muchen rushing in aggressively, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Liu Muchen opened the box and took out a long flute from inside, which was exactly the one that Mr. Xi Yuan used to play on a daily basis.

"Brother Han said that you know everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The student is bold, please teach me!"

Wei Qinghan looked at Liu Muchen in a daze: "I don't understand Xiaoyin..."

"It's okay, as long as you can blow it." Liu Muchen said decisively.

Wei Qinghan didn't know what kind of play Liu Muchen was singing, but seeing his stubbornness, he felt helpless. In the end, he was able to compromise, and gave Liu Muchen all the things he had learned in the past.

Liu Muchen seemed to be studying hard, but from time to time, the image of a woman in pink playing the flute to Xiao Yan appeared in his mind. It took two hours to learn a few syllables and connect them into a simple piece of music.

Wei Qinghan sighed softly: "If you have distracting thoughts in your mind, why do you succeed?"

Liu Muchen lowered his eyes, and just in time, Xiao Yan and Sun Qing's voices sounded outside, Liu Muchen's heart moved, and he immediately hid the Xiao in his sleeve.

"Have you finished studying today?" Xiao Yan walked into the room, slightly nodded to Wei Qinghan who was saluting to him, and then pulled Liu Muchen up from the chair.

He raised his hand to rub Liu Muchen's head, and said with a smile, "Let's go, bring your master to celebrate my birthday."

Liu Muchen nodded casually, and they walked to the yard, and they saw Sun Qing carrying a pile of barbecue equipment and arranging the store. The Han brothers and sisters and Yu Wenxu also arrived early in the morning. Celebrating the prince's birthday, I have missed my homework, and I will make up for it tomorrow."

Wei Qinghan shook his head and said with a smile: "You have worked hard in martial arts, so why come to study every day?"

When Han Xun heard the word "hard work", he got excited instead, and said: "You have a poetic spirit in your belly."

Wei Qinghan laughed for a while, and they sat around the fire, but Liu Muchen seemed a little absent-minded, just kept drinking the wine that Sun Qing brought over.

On the tip of the moon, after drinking for three rounds, Xiao Yan secretly observed Liu Muchen, and suddenly put him in his arms, he got up and said to everyone: "You guys play first."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but Xiao Yan brought him into the room without saying a word.

Liu Muchen leaned on his chest, his mind was a little fuzzy, he stuck out his tongue and shouted: "I...I want to drink!"

Xiao Yan hugged and dragged him to the bedside. He looked at Liu Muchen whose cheeks were slightly red, couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch it, and said dotingly: "What's wrong today? I just know how to drink and drink, and I don't see you matching your master and you." Han Xun, and..."

Xiao Yan paused for a moment, then leaned down, pressed against Liu Muchen's forehead, and said in a deep voice, "Where is the congratulatory gift for my king's birthday?"

Liu Muchen squinted at him, then suddenly raised his hand and pushed Xiao Yan aside, he got up, took out the flute from his sleeve, and hummed: "Blow a tune for you."

Xiao Yan was taken aback for a moment, and said pleasantly, "You remember?"

He still remembered talking to Liu Muchen many times before, and the latter always excused that he forgot how to play the flute.

Liu Muchen didn't answer, but just followed the method Wei Qinghan taught him to play music by himself. He was not good at it, and now he was drunk and his head was swollen. The things he played were really unsavory. He pulled it over and said with a smile, "Okay, stop blowing."

That coaxing tone was originally very intoxicating, but at the moment it was harsh to Liu Muchen's ears. He broke away from Xiao Yan's hand and shouted: "But you think I'm not as good as that girl?"

Xiao Yan was slightly taken aback, and Liu Muchen said again: "Which lady is that, she has an exquisite heart, knows that the prince's gold, silver and jade, and the love poem sachet are soft, so she simply came to play the tune for you?"

Xiao Yan was silent, he looked at Liu Muchen who was blushing and shouting, a meaningful smile flashed in his eyes, he hugged her into his arms, and said softly: "She is the daughter of the Minister of Rites, she is good at music, and she is also a good person. Conghui, that song is really good, among the congratulatory gifts received this year, she must be unique."

Liu Muchen frowned, listening to Xiao Yan's words, he suddenly grabbed his collar with one hand and dragged him over, bringing his lips to his ears, Liu Muchen sneered and said, "Different?"

Xiao Yan was stunned, he had never heard Liu Muchen speak to him in such a tone.

"I can give you something more unique." Xiao Yan shook his head slightly, he was defenseless in front of Liu Muchen, and the latter drank again, with such force, he was actually pushed down on the couch.

Liu Muchen looked at the startled expression on Xiao Yan's handsome face, which had always been able to do anything with ease, and the anger that was pent up in his heart finally eased a bit. He stretched out his hand to caress Xiao Yan's ear, and murmured: "I've been thinking about it for a long time. I don't know what I can give you..."

Liu Muchen stared at Xiao Yan, and the words Wei Qinghan said to him in the daytime vaguely emerged in his chaotic brain. He thought of Xiao Yan holding his hand through the quilt every night, and the way those women looked at him, and suddenly said: "I Give yourself to you, do you want it?"

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"Last night, you were really frank..." The morning light shone slightly, Xiao Yan put his arms around the naked Liu Muchen, kneading his buttocks restlessly with his palms.

The cheeks of the person in his arms were flushed. Although he was drunk, he did not completely lose consciousness after all. He recalled the scattered and charming fragments in his mind, and gritted his teeth: "My lord is taking advantage of someone's danger."

Xiao Yan rubbed his earlobe, smiled lightly and said, "It's your love and my wish."

Liu Muchen glared at Xiao Yan. He knew he was wrong, so he didn't make any more excuses. He just moved his body, thinking that he could go out to calm down.

Xiao Yan held his body, which had already lost strength, and said with a smile, "Where are you going?"

Liu Muchen said earnestly: "Learn to learn from Master."

Xiao Yan said: "Your master said, let you rest for a day today."

Liu Muchen gritted his teeth secretly, he glanced at the jade flute lying on the table, and made up a nonsensical way: "I'll go back to the house and play the flute, and put it here, lest the prince think of yesterday's song and feel uncomfortable in his ears."

"Why is it uncomfortable?" Xiao Yan smiled deeply, staring at Liu Muchen, his eyes gradually deepened, his fingers rubbed on Liu Muchen's lips for a moment, and he said: "You are so good at blowing, you can call me the king... lingering. "

Liu Muchen was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly became hot, he jumped out of the bed, he didn't need an inch of his body to hold down the smiling Xiao Yan, and shouted: "It's tolerable, which one is unbearable!"

"Turn around and kowtow again..." Sun Qing, who was passing by the door, couldn't help shaking his head when he heard Liu Muchen's familiar voice.

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