I have become a treasure that everyone is looking for [Quick Transmigration]

This unexplainable mood made Cheng Xiezhi feel a little unhappy, and he was not even in the mood to enjoy the new storybook when he was not in the mood to enjoy the golden jujube paste rolls made by the imperial kitchen.

From a rational point of view, it is completely reasonable for Yan Lang to keep a few more cats. It is legal and reasonable for him to marry hundreds of concubines, let alone a few cats.But when Cheng Xiezhi looked at this cute and docile cat in front of him, he was not happy!

He poked the cat's chubby face with his index finger and asked, "What's the name of this cat?"

"I haven't named it yet." The eunuch bent down and replied, with a flattering tone, "If the young master likes this cat, discuss with His Majesty about naming the little thing."

"Discuss?" Cheng Xiezhi hugged the chubby cat, and the cat threw itself into his arms in a very obedient and polite way, calling softly, "No need to discuss, just call Yanyan."

"My last name is Cheng Yanyan."

Cheng Xiezhi made a final decision on its name, and the cat in his arms seemed to be very satisfied with the name, "meow meow meow" in response to Cheng Xiezhi.

"I'll take the cat away. I'll tell Yan Lang when the time comes." Cheng Xiezhi poked the cat's round face, turned around and entered the inner hall, leaving only the little eunuch standing there with lingering fear—just now Cheng Xiezhi called His Majesty's name, and it was obviously not the first time he called it so smoothly.He secretly sighed that the rumors that the young master was favored were true, and then he turned and left.

There was no one in the hall. Ever since Cheng Xiezhi transformed into a human form, Yan Lang had taken away all the young and beautiful maids serving in the hall, leaving only a few nuns who took care of daily life.Cheng Xiezhi felt deeply regretful, but in Yanlang's territory, he had no room to object at all—in fact, when Cheng Xiezhi discovered that there were a few nuns making Jiangnan-style snacks, he had no objection at all. Yan Lang's decision was made.

The toys for the cats in the hall were still stored in the cabinet, Cheng Xiezhi took out a bunch of them, and gave some of the toys that he didn't like so much to the new kitty.

……

When Yan Lang came back from the Yizheng Hall, Cheng Xiezhi was sitting leisurely under the window peeling melon seeds with a story book in his hand, a fat cat was purring on his lap and sleeping soundly, with his legs spread out. Open, revealing the snow-white belly.

"Where did the cat come from?" Yan Lang walked into the hall, swept the unconscious cat on Chengxie's lap, and frowned, thinking that the cat was really an eyesore.

Cheng Xiezhi bent his eyes, and his smile deepened: "The cat presented by Princess Zhaoming, look how cute it is, I gave it a name."

"What?" Yan Lang asked casually.

"My last name is Yanyan." The arc of Cheng Xiezhi's eyes was more obvious. When he spoke, his gaze swept over Yan Lang's face intentionally or unintentionally. Sure enough, Yan Lang's expression was very different after hearing the name. There was a subtle change for a moment, and then he smiled in satisfaction, "Isn't it a nice name?"

Yan Lang looked at him with a half-smile: "It really sounds nice, it's a good name."

Cheng Xiezhi met his eyes and replied solemnly: "Of course, I also think this name is very good. Isn't it? Yanyan?" He teased the cat on his lap who just opened his eyes in a daze Son, call it softly, the sound of "Yanyan" is extremely long at the end, a bit lingering and unconscious, and I don't know whether it is calling a cat or a person.

Yan Lang's throat twitched, and his gaze passed over Cheng Xiezhi's head to the wall behind him, where there was a secret door leading to the underground palace under the long steps.

He invited skilled craftsmen to design that palace and personally supervised the completion. Every small detail was in line with Cheng Xiezhi's aesthetics. The only regret was the lack of a master who should have appeared long ago.

Yan Lang lowered his eyelashes, retracted his gaze, and looked at Cheng Xiezhi again with a calm and nonchalant look, half gentle and half helplessly indulgent.

Cheng Xiezhi gave a soft "ah" in his heart, and reconfirmed with the system: "Did he just think about locking me up?"

The system said "hehe" twice: "Yes, you can show your fear now."

"If I lock him up, will he be as scared as I am?" Cheng Xiezhi pondered, "I remember that the structure of the palace is very strict. I wonder if Yan Lang, as the person who designed it, would Lock it in, is there a way to escape?"

system:"???!!"

The system struggled to comprehend the meaning of his words, every tone seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "Master, you still need to show some conscience in life, I think you'd better not do this."

Which normal person would have the same idea as its host!The system felt deeply helpless, and began to sincerely pray that Yan Lang could act quickly, and give his host, who was afraid of chaos in the world, a bit of social beating.

Cheng Xiezhi spread his hands innocently: "I'm just thinking about it."

……

Cheng Xiezhi didn't mention this matter for a while after that, the system thought that he just mentioned it on a whim at that time, temporarily let go of his worries, and started to face the upcoming cold food feast.

This banquet, in the hearts of many people, is also a feast for Yan Lang to choose a concubine.The courtiers brought their gorgeous juniors to the banquet one after another, and the crowd competed for splendor, one by one with extraordinary grace.Cheng Xiezhi is also one of the "many people". He hopes to find one or two girls who meet Yan Lang's conditions from among these rich ladies, so as to realize Yan Lang's wish.

He sat next to Yan Lang, above all the officials, and attracted many attentions.Judging from his seat so close to Yan Lang, it is not difficult to guess that he is the young man who has recently gained the emperor's heart according to the rumors. evaluating.

Ye Heyue sat behind Mrs. Tang Guogong, her eyes flashed with shock when she saw Cheng Xie, she immediately lowered her head to hide her strange expression.

I didn't expect that the young master I met that day was actually someone close to His Majesty.Sure enough, only His Majesty can match such a character.When she thought of her father and mother who were making wishful thinking, she couldn't help but feel a little funny—with someone like the young master, how could His Majesty have any respect for other people?Tang Guogong's mansion is afraid that it will be empty if they want to fetch water from a bamboo basket.

Tang Zijin, who was sitting next to her, secretly glanced at the young emperor on the throne, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and the handkerchief embroidered with plum blossoms was pinched into a ball, as if she was in a state of confusion at the moment.

This is the person she will marry in the future, the supreme being under the heavens, the worship of all peoples, and the only one who can stand side by side with him in the future is her who is equally outstanding.They are a couple made in heaven.

She stared at Yan Lang obsessively for a while, and when Yan Lang's cold and serious gaze cast over, she immediately lowered her hands and put her hands on her chest—he looked at me!Sure enough, it is also interested in me.She frowned as she thought about it. His Majesty had seen her so close to her brother before, so he must be jealous.No wonder he had such an outburst brother before, Tang Zijin sighed in his heart, and immediately felt that it was all his fault.

When she becomes a queen in the future, she must persuade His Majesty to get along well with her elder brother. They all care about her so much, so they must be able to forgive her for her embarrassment.Like her, she can understand that there is a male favorite around Yan Lang, and when she becomes a queen, she will not drive him out of the palace. If she is so understanding, His Majesty must also be able to forgive her.

Ye Heyue looked at Tang Zijin who suddenly pursed her lips into a smile for some reason, and sat a little further away from her calmly.She also heard about the incident between Tang Zijin and her cheap brother Tang Yuchen, but now it seems that Tang Zijin's ambition is much bigger than being a wife of the prince.

She curled her lips, not optimistic about Tang Zijin.

Cheng Xiezhi is not optimistic about Tang Zijin either.

Tang Zijin's eyes drifting over from time to time are really hard to ignore. He originally thought that someone's daughter had a secret promise to Yan Langfang, and it might be a good story, but he didn't expect it to be Tang Zijin who was in love with Tang and his ministers.

He felt a little sympathy for Yan Lang in an instant, and had a moment of pity for him to encounter this rotten peach blossom, and then he felt that Tang Yuchen was the biggest sufferer, and his head was so green that it glowed.

He looked around again at the young ladies and gentlemen of the various families in the field, but he couldn't find a single candidate who could meet Yan Lang's conditions, and he didn't see Yan Lang showing any specialness to anyone.Cheng Xiezhi rested his chin and thought, after that, he had to keep looking.

He was thinking about things in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether he ignored the trace of happiness in his heart intentionally or unintentionally—he didn't know where this bit of happiness came from, but his reason told him not to delve into it.

Can't get too deep into it either.

Yan Lang's eyes fell on Cheng Xiezhi from the beginning to the end. He saw that he was completely heartless and his eyes were dim. Consciousness is a little fuzzy.

The last thing that catches the eye is Cheng Xiezhi's face with a slight smile. The other party opened his mouth to say something, but Yan Lang didn't hear clearly, and fell into the overwhelming darkness.

……

Yan Lang, who regained consciousness, finally remembered what Cheng Xiezhi said when he opened his mouth.

——“I have an interesting attempt to experiment with.”

Then he showed up here.

The light gauze curtain hangs quietly, and the young man in the snow-white cloak in the painting is smiling, as if watching him.

Yan Lang stood up with his hands up, looking at this familiar palace that was supervised by him personally, every brick on the wall was built tightly and airtight, and the door could only be opened from the outside after being closed. After a long time, a sound came from his throat. Short laugh.

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