I Don't Want to Die [Transmigration Book]

Xu Yi, who couldn't suppress his desire/desire because of the sweet taste that came from nowhere just now, came to the courtyard of Xu Taiwei's mansion. After blowing the cold wind for nearly half the time of burning incense, the evil fire in his body It finally calmed down.

As early as when Xu Yize escaped from Li Chunyuan's room, Peng Haiqing, the chief eunuch, had already followed.

It was really because Xu Yize made too much noise this time, even though Peng Haiqing, the head eunuch, could be said to be blind and deaf, he could still hear Xu Yize's messy footsteps.

"Your Majesty..." Seeing that the emperor had been calming down alone for a long time, and he might get sick if he continued like this, Peng Haiqing, who was also a little unbearable from the cold, finally reminded him aloud.

"What are you doing?!" Xu Yi shouted almost instantly.

Peng Haiqing's eardrums hurt from the sound, but he was still smiling. "Your Majesty, it's cool in the night, let's go back to the house."

"I won't go back." When he thought of going back to see the instigator who made his heart flutter, Xu Yi had the idea of ​​retreating.

He wiped the cold sweat that was oozing from his forehead because of suffocation.

What's the situation with Li Chunyuan, why does the smell on his body attract him so much?

Although I heard that there is a fatal attraction between the heavenly stems and the earthly Kun in this dynasty, he can't bear the smell of his younger brother's sheep paper on weekdays.

More importantly, Li Chunyuan clearly told him that he is a god.

No matter what, there is no need for Li Chunyuan to deceive him in this way.

"Peng Haiqing, you said..." Xu Yize's expression was a little dazed, "I can't control myself, why?"

"This..." As Heyi, Peng Haiqing didn't have much feeling for the so-called fatal attraction between Tiangan and Dikun, but even he smelled an unbelievably strong smell just now.

The masculine and domineering ambergris, mixed with the elegant plum fragrance, smells especially good when mixed together.

Since both his and Yi's noses could smell such a scent, it must have been much stronger than his.

Peng Haiqing has lived for so many years, no matter how much he eats, he eats more salt than the two of them.

After deliberating for a moment, he tentatively opened his mouth. "Your Majesty, as a heavenly stem, you are naturally attractive to the empress who is a dikun. This is not a strange thing."

"Impossible." Xu Yi almost immediately refuted Peng Haiqing's statement, and was about to say that Li Chunyuan is obviously a god, how could he have the so-called attraction to him, but then his mind suddenly became clear, and he swallowed what he wanted to say down.

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Li Chunyuan actually...

Hiding it from everyone in the palace?

That's right, Dikun, as a symbol of weakness, is indeed more slack.

But... With Li Chunyuan's tough temper, is it necessary to do this?

Just thinking about it, Xu Yize's focus turned a little bit, "Is there any way for Tiangan to pretend to be Dikun?"

"This..." Peng Haiqing was stunned because he didn't understand the reason why Xu Yize suddenly raised this question, but in line with the principle that the emperor's questions must be answered, Peng Haiqing still answered seriously. "You can buy a kind of medicine in the folks. As long as you drink this medicine, the smell on your body can change from Tiangan to Dikun and Heyi, or from Dikun to Tiangan and Heyi..."

"Are there any side effects?" Xu Yi asked again.

"That's natural." Peng Haiqing nodded, "I heard that taking it for a long time will lead to disorder of the susceptibility period, and it is not good for the ability to conceive."

"Okay, I got it." Xu Yi waved his hand, but his frowning betrayed his irritability at the moment.

How could this Li Chunyuan do this?

I have to say I worked hard.

He bowed his head and pondered for a moment, and finally said: "Go back."

"...Yes." Peng Haiqing replied with a low eyebrow, but his mind was still full of doubts, but His Majesty's mind was ups and downs, so he had better not guess.

Anyway, I can't guess.

In the middle of the night, the door of Li Chunyuan's room opened and closed again.

With a "creak", a figure slowly came to Li Chunyuan's bed from the door, but for a long time, he didn't make any next move.

Finally, Li Chunyuan, who was pretending to be asleep on the bed, couldn't bear it any longer, and opened those eyes that were full of guard.

"Why do you keep staring at Ben Gong?"

His voice was hoarse, but his eyes were clear. It was obvious that Xu Yize hadn't slept well since Xu Yize went out.

"Just now, after blowing in the cold wind for a long time, I finally figured out one thing."

Hearing this, panic flashed in Li Chunyuan's eyes for a moment, but it was quickly covered up by his indifferent face, "What's the matter?"

"Are you playing Dikun in front of outsiders? Did you even take banned drugs for it?" Xu Yize's eyes flashed a trace of unbearable.

"What..." Li Chunyuan's eyes widened slightly, he definitely never thought that Xu Yize would think so.

But his reaction made Xu Yi confirm his guess. "You're so hard on yourself."

After a brief astonishment, Li Chunyuan finally understood what Xu Yize had misunderstood, but the misunderstanding was indeed beneficial to him, so why did he tell the truth.

"So what?" Li Chunyuan finally half sat up from the bed, his white feet stepped on the shoes beside the bed, slender and beautiful.

He originally lied that time because of his unspeakable subtle emotions, but now, he has to continue to lie because of that lie.

"Don't drink prohibited drugs." Xu Yize is obviously not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, but he can't help meddling with Li Chunyuan.

He thought: It should be because the other party always annoys him, or maybe the other party is his sister-in-law after all.

But no matter what the reason was, he still took care of this trivial matter, so there was no need to think more about the reason.

"What does it have to do with you?" For some reason, the other party's words always make him feel hard to calm down. He clearly knows that the other party is for his own good, but such goodness makes his whole body feel uncomfortable.

So he pursed his lips, not daring to look into the other person's eyes.

"...That's all." Xu Yi couldn't help being a little angry when he heard that he was so guarded against him.

He also doesn't like having a hot face next to a cold butt, this time it's really him who's troubled.

So he turned on the bed, turned his back to him, and didn't say another word.

Li Chunyuan, who was behind him, sat on the edge of the bed and was silent for a while, but then he also went to bed with him, lying softly beside him.

If Xu Yi turned around at this moment, he would be able to find out——

Li Chunyuan was not lying flat on the bed, but turned to one side, with his cheek facing his back, quietly staring at his back in the dark night through a glimmer of moonlight.

So serious, yet so complicated.

At the gate of the capital, the gatekeepers are on duty with swords.

People from all walks of life came and went, rendering the whole capital extremely lively.

At this time, a carriage and horse slowly entered from outside the capital. Because it was an unfamiliar person, the gatekeeper stopped him aside, "Who is in the carriage?"

The curtain of the car was slowly opened, revealing a handsome and elegant face of a man, who handed the name tag that could confirm his identity to the gatekeeper with both hands.

The gatekeeper took it, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he didn't make it too difficult, and handed the name tag back respectfully.

"Thank you." A clear voice sounded, and a hand stretched out from the car curtain, and took the name tag back.

This was just a small incident at the gate of the capital, and naturally it did not bring any waves to the capital.

The carriage entered a wide road and came to a restaurant at the same time.

The restaurant is the famous "Wangcheng Tower" in the capital. People from the capital often go to the restaurant to drink and chat about the gossip of today's capital.

And "Wangcheng Tower" is the eyeliner of the Yang family in the capital city. The Yang family has been able to accurately ensure the latest news of the capital in the small border country in the past few years, largely relying on this restaurant.

Of course, this restaurant is not the only force secretly arranged by the Yang family, no matter how many hidden threads there are, they are not in the hands of Yang Jian, but in the hands of Xu Yize and Yang Zhong.

That's why Yang Jian came to this "Wangcheng Tower".

One is because of the reasons just mentioned, and the other is that the Wangcheng Tower is the property of their Yang family after all, and Yang Zhong will naturally know about him, which also reassures his parents.

After all, Yang Jian never planned to go missing, making their parents anxious. After all, they just wanted to ensure that he could find Xu Yize by himself within a certain period of time.

"Master." After he entered the box of Wangcheng Tower, the owner of Wangcheng Tower met Yang Jian in person, "I wonder what the so-called young master came to visit in person?"

Yang Jian thought for a while and asked, "I don't know what major events have happened in the capital recently?"

"Big thing?" The owner of Wangcheng Tower pondered for a while, frowned and shook his head, "It's not a big deal."

"Really?" Yang Jian was suspicious, "What about the palace?"

"In the palace?" The owner of Wangcheng Tower heard this word, looked deeply at the sheep paper, and finally said: "Recently, I heard that the emperor's temperament has changed drastically, and his methods are not only ruthless, but even decisive, which is different from the benevolent government implemented in the past. .”

"...What else?" Yang Jian always felt that although this matter was indeed strange, it seemed to have nothing to do with what he wanted.

"After a serious illness, His Majesty now favors the Empress. I wonder if this is something the young master wants to know?"

"That's all." Yang Jian waved his hands, feeling a little helpless for a moment, the owner of Wangchenglou is so gossip?

Looking at the old man who was over fifty years old with a beard hanging down to his chest, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little unacceptable.

"Yes..." The owner of the Wangcheng Tower lowered his eyes lightly.

Yang Jian was about to wait for the owner of the tower to go back, but suddenly heard a noise coming from downstairs. "Young Master is the son of Prime Minister Chang Shi, how dare you be disrespectful?"

"What happened?" Yang Jian looked from the window in the box, just in time to see the situation downstairs.

"He is the son of Prime Minister Chang Shi. He is a real tyrant and lustful. He has never done less to rob people's daughters in the street." The owner of Wangchenglou explained that it is not the first time he has encountered such a thing.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

I saw a chubby young man in luxurious clothes, holding the hand of a dikun bartender in the restaurant.

This is the drama of □□ grabbing the land.

Also being Dikun, Yang Jian felt a faint feeling of unhappiness in his heart.

He couldn't help but want to step forward to stop it.

But I heard an extremely pleasant and unrestrained voice coming from another box.

"The son of Prime Minister Chang Shi can bully men and women like this, that's really interesting."