When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

After finally finishing the ceremony, Yin Huaiqiang stood up and stepped down, but finally couldn't help but fell down in the snow,

Ping Xi, who was waiting below, was so frightened that his eyes were darkened that he almost kicked his legs to the west, calling for someone in a high-pitched voice.

A group of people scrambled to help Yin Huai up again. The Empress Dowager Yin watched from above with a pitiful tone, but she didn't move a step.

"The child's body is too weak."

Liu Ze smiled calmly: "With the blessing of the Empress Dowager, Your Majesty will surely be in good health."

Empress Dowager Yin also smiled and said nothing.

And when Yin Huai waited for him to wake up again, looking at the familiar bright yellow curtain above his head, he knew where he was, and when he turned his head, it was indeed Pingxi's zoomed-in face.

Seeing him wake up, Ping Xi was overjoyed: "Your Majesty, you are finally awake."

Yin Huai said with a hoarse voice, "Don't lie down next time."

Ping Xi thought he was displeased, and was so frightened that he immediately kowtowed to beg for mercy.

"Stop kowtowing, if you like kowtowing so much, I'll let you kowtow all day long."

Ping Xi immediately stood up swiftly, took a few steps back, took advantage of Yin Huai's inattention, pushed Chong Cang who had been standing silently, and wanted him to serve.

Now that the emperor is in a bad mood, he doesn't want to seek death.

In fact, Yin Huai wasn't in a bad mood, he was just thinking that his body was too weak, what would he do by himself if he lost his status as emperor and these careful cares.

Seeing Pingxi's small movements, Yin Huai noticed Chong Cang in the corner. Although his complexion was not very good, it seemed that he should have recovered from his injuries.

But he didn't speak all the time, and stood silently in the corner, Yin Huai didn't believe that he would take the initiative to guard her, thinking that it must be Pingxi who sent him here.

"Healed?" Yin Huai asked.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Pingxi, you arrange him. From now on, you teach him some rules. From now on, he will be my personal bodyguard."

When Chong Cang heard the last two words, the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line, his face tensed.

Yin Huai lay listlessly on the floppy bed, looking at the motionless man kneeling below.

"Chongcang, look up at me."

Chong Cang was obviously not used to the new name, but he still raised his head slowly.

The soft-skinned young man with snow-skinned hair and black hair, with a dense appearance, is covered with a light and thin outer shirt, and the white underwear is loose inside. His black hair hangs down on his shoulders. He does not look like an emperor at all.

Chong Cang sneered in his heart, his face became colder and colder.

Yin Huai opened his mouth to accept the cherries fed by the maid at the side, his vermilion lips parted slightly, and murmured: "You don't have to be so nervous, I've always been serious, I wouldn't do what you think."

Zhong Cangquan pretended not to hear the jokes in his words, and lowered his head again without raising his eyelids.

Yin Huai saw that he thought it was amusing, so he pretended to think for a while, and then said: "The bedtime service is spared, and you will be responsible for serving me to fetch water and wash my feet from now on."

Chong Cang was startled, and finally raised his head to look directly at him, for the first time an expression of surprise appeared on his face, he frowned, not knowing what kind of trick he was playing.

"What did your Highness ask you?" Pingxi pushed him again.

Chong Cang turned his head and gave Ping Xi a cold look.

"Look at what I'm doing, I'm against you!" Ping Xi stared at him, and patted his chest, "I am the Chief Internal Officer personally appointed by His Majesty, you should call me Shengxi Eunuch."

Yin Huai was curious, "When did I seal you?"

Pingxi felt wronged: "Your Majesty, you forgot, when I helped you back when you were drunk, you said you wanted to promote the servant to an official position."

Yin Huai patted his hand, "Good boy, it doesn't count if you're drunk."

Ping Xi shook his body, with a broken expression on his face.

Yin Huai said again, "You two go out."

Ping Xi went out tremblingly, and when he went out, he only felt sad and cried miserably.

On the long bluestone road in the east of the palace, I saw a carriage with azure tent roof slowly moving, and the horseshoes made rhythmic noises on the stone slabs, breaking the tranquility of the palace.

Many palace people on the palace road saw the carriage approaching, and they all bowed to avoid it. A new palace maid saw this and asked in a low voice curiously: "Whose carriage is this?"

The person who was asked scolded: "The person sitting inside is the Prime Minister, and he still doesn't bow his head to avoid it."

The palace lady was startled when she heard the words, she quickly lowered her head, no wonder she didn't expect that this carriage was too plain, and it was really impossible to associate it with the powerful prime minister.

The bookboy lowered the curtain, and he saw the courtiers saluting respectfully along the way. Although he knew that they were not saluting to him, the bookboy, but because of the limp man beside him, he still couldn't help but feel elated.

"My lord, I don't know why the Empress Dowager called you." It was another young maid who spoke, and she handed the tea filled in her hand to the gentle man leaning on the soft bed, and said in a low voice.

I saw Liu Ze raised his eyes slightly, put down the scroll in his hand unhurriedly, took a sip from the teacup, and then said warmly: "For my marriage."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of mournful crying from outside the car. The crying was so miserable that the maid Shen Yue lifted the curtain and saw that it was in the direction of Longluan Hall.

She showed an expression that she couldn't bear to look directly at her, "...it seems that she is a servant of Longluan Palace. I think His Majesty's Sacred Heart is not happy recently."

Hearing her words, Liu Ze's hand that turned the page paused slightly, but only for a moment.

But Shen Yue had been by his side since childhood, and upon seeing this, she couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Is there any problem?"

Liu Ze put the book on the table, rubbed the center of his brows, and said warmly: "It's nothing, I just feel... Your Majesty has been a little strange these few days."

"What kind of weird method?"

After pondering for a moment, Liu Ze shook his head: "It's hard to say."

The book boy Qingyuan curled his lips disapprovingly, "Your Majesty's Sacred Heart has never been so happy, I can't keep my head at any time by his side."

Shen Yue's expression changed drastically when she heard the words, seeing his indifference, she immediately wanted to cover his mouth.

Liu Ze looked up at him, and Qing Yuan, who was still angry, immediately shut up obediently.

"Misfortune comes from the mouth." Liu Ze said lightly.

Although seeing that he didn't get angry on the face, Qing Yuan was immediately discouraged by just four words.

And Yin Huai, who was scolded as the dog emperor, was still ignorant at this time. In fact, even if he knew it, he didn't care about it. There were too many people scolding him, and a mere school boy still had to step back a little bit.

It was late at night when he woke up again.

"Ping Xi."

Hearing Yin Huai calling her, Pingxi who had been waiting at the side immediately rushed forward: "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"Call Chong Cang in."

The silhouette of the candlelight on the window paper reflected the straight figure standing in the corridor. After hearing Pingxi's words, the figure froze immediately.

After half a cup of tea, the people outside still crossed the threshold and entered the house with steady steps.

"Look up and look at me."

Chong Cang raised his eyes slightly, staring at the person on the couch, he saw a large expanse of snow-white skin, he paused for a moment, then moved away calmly.

"Do you know what I put you by my side for?"

"......."

Yin Huai was persuasive and persuasive: "Being a personal bodyguard means that you have to wait on your body, so you not only have to protect my safety, but you also need to take care of my daily necessities, you know?"

When Pingxi on the side heard this, the alarm immediately went off, someone was going to compete with him for his job!

The heavy and thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and he said coldly: "I don't know."

Yin Huai gave him a sideways glance, "Didn't the people in the building teach you this?"

"......."

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"What are you still doing in a daze? Bring water to wash my feet."

Seeing that he was serious, Chong Cang raised his head abruptly, and fixed his eyes on him, like a wolf cub whose spine was trampled on the grassland.

Yin Huai had no doubts, if this was not the palace, he would have jumped up and bit his throat in an instant.

Yin Huai, who put down a few harsh words, skillfully covered his weak legs with the dragon robe.

After finally calming down, Yin Huai tried his best to straighten his back and be as dedicated to his work as he was. At this time, he still thought about not being able to collapse the human design.

He smiled sinisterly: "If you don't agree, I'll have someone drag you down, sprinkle salt on your hands and let you eat it."

"......."

After Yin Huai finished speaking, he did not forget to look at Pingxi, seeing him looking at him with admiration and awe, he knew that his role as the dog emperor had become more popular.

Chong Cang was silent, and after a while, he slowly moved.

Yin Huai is satisfied, others don't understand his good intentions, he is deliberately grinding Chong Cang's temperament, in the original book Chong Cang took a lot of detours back to Beirong because of his unwillingness to bow his head to others.

He also doesn't care if Chong Cang will hate him or not. The friendship between two countries is often driven by interests, and rarely affected by likes and dislikes. The same is true for transactions.

The smoother the Chong Cang road is, the greater the possibility of success.

Yin Huai leaned on the soft bed, lazily waved the palace man away, and then propped his chin and waited for someone to bring water.

After half a cup of tea, Chong Cang walked in from outside the house, with his back straight and a copper basin in his hand, in which steaming water dangled.

After he stood still in front of Yin Huai, he slightly bowed his body to take off his shoes and socks.

Yin Huai's peachy eyes raised slightly, gave him a sideways glance, and hummed softly a few times.

"Is this how you serve people?"

Chong Cang's body tensed suddenly, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed. He clenched a fist with one hand, and the tingling sensation from his palm made him wake up a bit.

He lowered his head slightly, knelt on the ground with one knee, bent his back deeply, and reached out to touch Yin Huai's feet.

If Yin Huai hadn't seen his hostile eyes, he would have believed it.

Yin Huai looked at him condescendingly, and really felt a little teasing.

"Did you ever marry a wife when you were in Beirong?"

Chong Cang bowed his head and held the foot in his palm. It was white and small, with a round heel, and the skin was white and smooth, like the finest mutton fat warm jade.

He was in a trance for a moment, are all people in the Central Plains like this?