[Transmigration Book] Refuse to be a mother

Xiao Yan stood tall, and the moonlight was faint, making his already handsome face even more charming.

However, Liu Muchen didn't have the time to appreciate it, because that face was good-looking, but it was covered with a layer of depression that could not be ignored. Looking at it from a distance, Liu Muchen felt his scalp tingling.

"Still coming?" Xiao Yan's eyes were dark, but he didn't move.

Liu Muchen was a little surprised. According to Xiao Yan's temperament, it was rare that he didn't directly rush to arrest people.But being stared at by his eyes was really uncomfortable, he turned sideways and saluted Xiao Yi, then walked down the steps towards Xiao Yan...

The footsteps almost stopped, and his wrist was suddenly pulled. Liu Muchen opened his eyes wide, lost his balance, and fell into Xiao Yan's arms unexpectedly, and then his lips were blocked by him domineeringly.

Tongue opened his teeth all the way inward, Xiao Yan pressed the back of Liu Muchen's head, swept every corner of his mouth like a wind and cloud, Liu Muchen was still in a daze, Xiao Yan suddenly held his waist and turned around, the two of them met their lips and teeth The picture fell into Xiao Yi's eyes without warning.

Liu Muchen was aware of Xiao Yan's intentions, he wanted to push Xiao Yan away while being childish in his heart, but the latter's strength was much stronger than usual, Liu Muchen could only let him get what he wanted until Xiao Yan took his The kiss made the lips red and swollen, and the two could barely separate.

"Is other people's food delicious?" Xiao Yan wiped away the remaining body fluid at the corner of Liu Muchen's mouth with his thumb, and said in a deep voice.

Liu Muchen's complexion was thin and red, his breathing was disordered, and he couldn't speak a word for a long time.

Xiao Yan put his arms around his waist, and then turned his attention to Xiao Yi: "Thanks to the care of the third brother, I will leave."

Those words were icy cold, as if the gloomy look between the brows had been frozen.

Xiao Yi remained silent. Seeing the two of them turned around, he suddenly said, "Surrender without fighting."

Liu Muchen paused slightly, Xiao Yan saw the thoughtful look on his face, even if he didn't want to, he couldn't take him away by force.

Xiao Yi looked at Liu Muchen's back, and said leisurely: "March is a surefire way, Wu Muduo is not someone who is waiting for nothing, Father will not take such a risk."

In other words, the strategy proposed by Liu Muchen will definitely not catch Xiao Shixian's eyes in the palace test.

Liu Muchen looked sideways at Xiao Yi, the night wind blew, and the black hair brushed against his lips, and a burning light shone from those charming peach eyes: "How will you know if you don't try?"

Xiao Yi was slightly taken aback, he was immersed in Liu Muchen's smile and words, for a long time, when he came back to his senses, the two who were still in front of him had disappeared at some point.

At midnight, both sides of the street were extremely desolate, Xiao Yan took Liu Muchen's hand and walked towards Xuanning Palace, the latter's face was still solemn, Liu Muchen felt that Xiao Yan seemed to be more angry tonight.

Suddenly, there was a heavy thrust from his shoulders, Liu Muchen felt his back go cold, and Xiao Yan pushed his whole body against the wall by the side of the road. Seeing that Xiao Yan was about to kiss him like crazy again, Liu Muchen hurriedly raised his hand to block it. , Helplessly said: "Isn't the prince not enough?"

Xiao Yan said: "Of course it's not enough, you stayed behind my back for a whole half a day at the villain's mansion, how could you make me feel so bad?"

Liu Muchen said, "We didn't do anything."

Xiao Yan remained silent, for a while, he said: "Do you know why I know you are in the third brother's residence?"

Liu Muchen looked puzzled, but this was actually what he wanted to ask. Before he went out, he thought about asking Xiao Yi for advice on marching, and felt that the other party was a bit special, so he didn't explain his whereabouts to the people in the house. Others only thought he was Going out for a stroll, let alone Xiao Yan who was not in the mansion at the time.

Seeing Liu Muchen's confused expression, Xiao Yan couldn't help reaching out to pinch his cheek, then took out a piece of paper from his front and handed it to him.

Liu Muchen spread out the paper, his gaze swept across the top, and his face became more and more serious the more he looked at it. The letter said that he and Xiao Yi were in the Beiding Palace like shadows, as if they had been in love for a long time, and the words were quite romantic Meaning of the month...

Liu Muchen frowned: "Who wrote this?"

Xiao Yan said: "I don't know, Sun Qing doesn't recognize the sender, and the sender has never revealed his identity, and the handwriting on it is messy, obviously the writer wanted to confuse the original handwriting."

Liu Muchen looked at the content on it thoughtfully, thinking about Xiao Yan's extraordinarily angry tonight, he couldn't help asking: "My lord believes what is said above?"

The question was plain, but Xiao Yan could hear the displeasure in it. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand to touch Liu Muchen's cheek: "It's obvious that you had a private meeting with others behind my back, but now you are questioning me?" The king is here?"

Liu Muchen frowned, and the two of them were in a stalemate for a while, but finally Xiao Yan was defeated, he said softly: "Okay, I naturally don't believe it, your husband is so romantic, how can you worry about your being tempted by others?" ?”

Liu Muchen: "..."

Xiao Yan didn't realize how thick his skin was at all, he picked up a strand of hair from Liu Muchen's ear and played with it in his hands...

"Let's not talk about the intention of the sender, but seeing you and the third brother walking out side by side..." Xiao Yan paused, his eyes suddenly became deep, and he said in a deep voice: "The person who the third brother never forgets is who?"

Liu Muchen trembled from Xiao Yan's sudden expression, he said helplessly, "It can't be me."

After saying this, Liu Muchen felt strange again. He thought of Xiao Yi's eyes, as if something was about to break through the ground, but before he could think about it, Xiao Yan suddenly pushed him against the wall and kissed him wildly. Suddenly, Liu Muchen closed his eyes, clasped Xiao Yan's back with both hands, the moonlight poured down, lingering...

Drum bells echo, swallows sing, and glazed tiles are covered with golden light.

Liu Muchen walked out of the Hall of Preserving Harmony, and his body, which had been stretched for a long time, finally relaxed.

He stepped down the long stairs in front of the hall, and saw Xiao Yan holding a folding fan and looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, Mr. Liu!" Seeing Liu Muchen approaching, Xiao Yan closed his folding fan and slapped him seriously.

Liu Muchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "My lord, don't make fun of me anymore. It's unknown what the result will be."

Xiao Yan said with a smile: "The test is not only about Zhu Lan, but also about the art of war. Do you have any reason to win?"

"My lord..."

Liu Muchen paused, originally he wanted to ask Xiao Yan how he knew the topic, but after thinking about it, with Xiao Yan's means, there are naturally a hundred ways to know, and some of them must have some credit.

"That day you sacrificed your appearance to ask my third brother. If his experience in marching and his understanding of the emperor are not enough to make you win, then where will the king swallow his breath?"

What is sacrificial hue?

The corner of Liu Muchen's mouth twitched, it had been a while since he came back from Beiding Prince's Mansion, Liu Muchen thought that Xiao Yan should give up after that night's tossing, but he still took great pleasure in arguing with him today.

Liu Muchen patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, and said earnestly, "It's not good for your health to be so sore."

Xiao Yan took his hand and pressed it to his mouth, and said with a smile: "With you helping me to strengthen my body, I will have nothing to worry about."

Liu Muchen: "..."

"Actually..." Liu Muchen paused slightly: "I may not succeed."

Xiao Yan looked down at him, and finally stopped fussing: "What did you write?"

Liu Muchen shook his head and smiled, "I wrote a method that neither King Beiding nor Master thought would win."

Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, recalling the conversation between Xiao Yi and Liu Muchen in front of the mansion that night, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Surrender without fighting?"

Liu Muchen hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

After returning from Beiding Palace, Liu Muchen told Xiao Yan and Wei Qinghan what he said to Xiao Yi that day.

Wei Qinghan just shook his head at that time, thinking that the possibility of Xiao Yi being able to directly take Wu Muduo's head is very slim, this method is too risky, and it is a bit far-fetched, Xiao Shixian will definitely not be optimistic, and Xiao Yan...

He was just silent at the time, Liu Muchen thought he had the same idea as Wei Qinghan, but even so...

He can't say that he came from the intuition of the original party. In fact, he did carefully consider Xiao Shixian's psychology, and he always felt that there was not a trace of such thoughts in his mind. It's too risky.

Liu Muchen buried his head, his heart was very tangled, suddenly a shadow enveloped his head, Xiao Yan rubbed his head, and said leisurely: "My third brother won't fall twice in the same place."

Liu Muchen was stunned for a moment, he raised his head, and saw Xiao Yan looking into the distance thoughtfully, his eyes reflected the slowly sinking sun: "Wumu Duo is famous, wherever the iron hooves go, the enemy is always afraid..."

He paused and asked, "Have these words ever sounded familiar?"

Liu Muchen was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "The same is said about King Beiding now outside..."

Xiao Yan said with a smile: "But my third brother didn't take it seriously. Don't look at his old god-like appearance, but he is full of pride inside, and he has the ambition to chop Wu Muduo off his horse."

Liu Muchen blinked, thinking that Xiao Yan knew Xiao Yi so well, and his evaluation was actually pretty good...

Xiao Yan stared at Liu Muchen, a gleam of secrecy flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to see something from his face, but he quickly calmed down: "Know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles, let alone say something, this king seems to be so small people?"

Liu Muchen smiled lightly, only sighed that he treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and couldn't help saying: "Then when I told the prince about my thoughts that day, why didn't the prince say a word?"

He was referring to the time when Wei Qinghan was not optimistic about his own thoughts.

Xiao Yan unfolded his folding fan, and said casually: "When was that time? You just came back from Beiding Prince's Mansion. I'm still angry. Why did you want to speak for him?"

Liu Muchen: "..."

It seems that it really wasn't that he measured the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain...

The results of the palace examination arrived as scheduled. On this day, Liu Muchen was sitting in Wei Qinghan's room watching the ants move outside. Suddenly, Sun Qing jumped into the courtyard and shouted to Liu Muchen who was in a daze through the window: "I got it! I got it! My son, You are the second place! You are the top one!"

Liu Muchen froze for a moment, then jumped up from the chair.

Wei Qinghan followed behind him. Hearing this, he smiled faintly at Liu Muchen's back.

"No. [-]?!" Liu Muchen was excited, but after thinking about it, he felt a little embarrassed. He turned his head and showed Wei Qinghan an embarrassing smile.

Back then, he had sworn to Wei Qinghan that he would be the No. [-] scholar, and he had worked hard for a long time. Although he is now the No. [-], he is already satisfied. It's just...

Wei Qinghan saw Liu Muchen's thoughts, so he rarely raised his hand and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "You started late, but after only one year, you were able to get the second place. As a teacher, ask yourself, if you were yourself, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it. Your level."

In Wei Qinghan's heart, Liu Muchen cared so much about his own feelings that he was deeply moved, and other things were naturally no longer important.

The gentleness reached Liu Muchen's heart, and all worries disappeared in an instant. He looked up at the blue sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Who is the champion?"

Sun Qing came back to his senses and replied, "Lian Heng."

Liu Muchen smiled unsurprisingly. After Sun Qing got excited, he remembered something again, and hurriedly said: "By the way, the person who just came to announce the good news just sent a message saying that the emperor ordered the young master to enter the palace tomorrow!"

Liu Muchen was stunned for a moment, he and Wei Qinghan looked at each other, and felt that Xiao Shixian's movements were a little too fast.