When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

"Brother Jin, what's wrong with you?"

During the banquet, the young man in purple was flustered, blushing, and knocked over the sake on the table.

"...No...nothing."

Everyone has never seen the Ninth Five-Year Master, so they don't know the holy face, and just think it is the young master of some family.

In the end, it was Chang Shan who reacted first and stood up first to salute.

"Join Your Highness."

It was only then that the expressions of the people around changed drastically, and they quickly got up and knelt down to salute without caring about anything else.

"I have seen the emperor."

Yin Huai nodded, walked into the pavilion unhurriedly, without turning his head, said: "Let's get flat."

Originally, Chang Shan was sitting in the main seat, but when Yin Huai came, he should naturally sit, and Chang Shan sat in a corner next to him.

His gaze swept over everyone's trembling faces one by one, and finally landed on Yin Yu Beishang in the farthest corner, frowning calmly.

No matter how unpopular he was, Yin Yubei was still a prince on the surface, and these people didn't dare to neglect him too much, presumably he should be sitting there by himself.

Just wondering why he's here.

However, the children of this group of aristocratic families are about the same age as Yin Yubei, so there is nothing wrong with playing together.

But Yin Yubei didn't look like he was willing to stay here. It stands to reason that if Yin Yubei didn't want to stay and left at any time, no one would dare to say anything.

Yin Huai's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at Chang Shan.

Chang Shan explained with a smile, "Returning to Your Highness, we are playing guessing and throwing pots. If anyone guesses and loses, he will throw the pot, and the winner will win the lottery."

Yin Huai replied: "Since this is the case, then I can't justify not giving the lottery."

As he spoke, he untied the suet white jade pendant on his waist, and handed it to Pingxi.

Lin Jinzhi's eyes were glued to the jade pendant that he took off from Yin Huai's body, and he couldn't bear to move it away.

Although Yin Chao said that the folk customs were open, but the young ladies who had not left the pavilion in the pavilion still cared about their dignity, and covered their faces with tulle.

Yin Huai fell in love with one of the red-clothed girls, through the tulle she could vaguely feel that her face was familiar, so she couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

"Is this Fang Taiwei's daughter?"

The people around were shocked when they heard this sentence.

Although they have never seen the emperor's holy face, they are all familiar with his reputation. He is eccentric, ruthless, cruel, and takes pleasure in torturing people, especially beauties.

Coupled with the rumor that the emperor wanted to force the Fang family daughter into the palace as a concubine, but Fang Chenhe had already been engaged to Liu Xiang, this was tantamount to robbing a minister's wife...

Yin Huai noticed a cold and indifferent gaze falling on him.

When I looked up, I found nothing, as if the moment just now was just my own illusion.

Seeing Yin Huai staring at him, Fang Chenhe bit his lower lip, and opened his mouth tremblingly: "...my servant has seen Your Highness."

Yin Huai softened his tone and smiled kindly, "You are afraid of me."

Unexpectedly, Fang Chenhe trembled more violently, almost shaking out a few words from between his teeth: "No...no."

Yin Huai is a little worried, according to Fang Chenhe's nonsense, if he is found to be wearing a cuckold for Liu Ze in the future, how to hide it, and how the family will be harmonious in the future.

Halfway through the teasing quiz, Yin Huai didn't have much ink in his stomach. Hearing these children of aristocratic families arty, reciting poems and doing right things, he propped his chin in boredom.

Yin Yubei at the bottom also looked out of place. Everyone must know that he is gloomy and cold, and no one talks to him.

During the banquet, a plump young man in Chinese robes stood up and took a closer look. It was Yu Guangquan who stopped Yin Yubei to humiliate him in the street not long ago.

His face turned red, obviously drunk.

First, he teased everyone a riddle. Although he was reciting a poem, he stared at Yin Yubei with sarcasm in his eyes.

Everyone laughed out loud, but a few realized who they were referring to, their faces paled, and they quickly stopped laughing. No matter what, even if it was just a name, he was still a prince.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is here today, and you don't come out to guess riddles, why? It may not be that the things His Majesty bestows are not to your liking."

After everyone finished laughing, Yu Guangquan said to him in a bad tone.

These words were full of malice, and the crime was serious. Everyone noticed that the atmosphere was stagnant, and their faces changed.

Being made things difficult in public, Yin Yubei raised his eyelids, and finally looked straight at him, his cold and sharp gaze pierced like a sharp arrow, and his face was covered with a layer of frost.

Yin Huai decided to follow Yu Guangquan's words, so he pretended to ponder and said: "Yuwang, is that really the case?"

Yin Yubei spat out a few words coldly: "How dare you."

Yin Huai clapped his hands: "In that case, let me open my eyes."

In the end, as he expected, Yin Yubei didn't know how, but just didn't want to. The little fat man wanted to rack his brains, and was ridiculed in the end, so angry that his face turned green.

And the children of these aristocratic families are the most sensitive, besides Yin Huai, the most distinguished people are the little fat man and Yin Yubei, so after a few rounds, only the two of them were left.

"Gu Er, why did you stop me?" Lin Jinzhi stared at the jade pendant on the table, almost gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.

The handsome young man next to him slowly shook his head: "Jinzhi, if I don't stop you, your father will never feel better if he finds out about it."

Lin Jinzhi shook off his hand angrily, then looked away reluctantly, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

At the last step of the riddle guessing competition, Yu Guangquan was severely humiliated by Yin Yubei who treated him in the same way as he did.

"Okay Yuwang! How dare you fool me like this!" Yu Guangquan's face was livid, and he complained to Yin Huai, "Cousin, you come to judge."

Yin Huai took a deep breath, "I would like to admit defeat, you will lose face by doing this."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yin Yubei again, "I never knew that King Yu's mouth was so powerful."

After he finished speaking, he raised his chin, "This jade pendant is a reward for you, but you should take it easy."

After receiving the order, Pingxi presented the plate forward, on which lay the jade pendant that was untied from Yin Huai's body just now.

Yin Yubei took the jade pendant, and slightly closed his lowered hands. There was warmth in his palm, and the jade pendant seemed to still carry the residual warmth of its former owner.

He lowered his eyes, with an unclear expression on his face, "Thank you Lord Ron."

Yin Huai didn't stay for long, and after saying a few words, he was about to get up and leave the pavilion, so as not to make them feel uncomfortable when he was here.

After walking out, he found that there was one person missing beside him.

"What about Chong Cang?"

"It seems that he is still in the temple. I saw him in the main hall just now." Pingxi hurriedly wrote a small report to him.

When I returned to the temple, I saw his figure. I saw him standing under the locust tree in the backyard of the temple, looking in the direction of the temple full of gods and Buddhas, wondering what he was thinking.

Yin Huai wanted to take advantage of this time to talk to Chong Cang, so he walked over without anyone following him.

"As a personal bodyguard, how can you leave my side without authorization?"

Hearing his questioning voice, Chong Cang looked back and was slightly taken aback.

"……His Majesty."

Yin Huai said comfortingly, "This is the one who knows his identity."

The surrounding bushes and vines are really lush, covering the bodies of the two of them, and at the same time covering other people.

In the bushes lay a man in a state of embarrassment. He looked very young. I don't know which family he came from.

He was trying his best to hold his breath, and his eyes fell on a certain figure under the tree.

It took Mo Yundu a long time to remember to breathe. Today, he was dragged here by his family to worship Buddha. Taking advantage of the good weather, he lay down in the backyard of the Buddhist temple to take a nap.

In the end, he never expected to be woken up by someone's voice, and when he opened his eyes, he saw such a stunning beauty.

Better looking than anyone he'd ever seen growing up.

This made him feel that all the time he spent visiting brothels was wasted.

Yin Huai was about to speak when he saw Chong Cang gesture for silence, then drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed at a bush, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "Come out!"

Yin Huai looked curiously, and saw a young master dressed in splendid clothes, crawling out ridiculously with a mess of weeds on his head.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I came here first, just to sleep here."

Brother Young Master is quite upright, but he doesn't like the look in his eyes, staring at him blankly, he even suspects that his eyes are almost right.

"Forget it." Yin Huai didn't take him seriously at all, seeing him like this, he knew that he was not an assassin, how could an assassin be so stupid and weak, he must have followed his family to worship Buddha and burn incense today.

"Let's go."

He tugged on Chong Cang's sleeve. At this moment, he was a little dizzy from the fragrance of the flowers, and sneezed a few times. He really didn't want to stay here any longer.

Seeing this, Chong Cang didn't say anything more. After sheathing his sword, he walked with him to the bamboo forest ahead.

"Chongcang, how long have you been by my side?"

"...three months."

"Has it been so long?" Yin Huai frowned, "It must have been hard for you to stay by my side these three months."

Chong Cang's pupils tightened suddenly, but his tone remained steady, "...Your Majesty does not know what His Majesty means."

"As the prince of Beirong, the emperor of the enemy country is right in front of my eyes, but I can't find a chance to strike, and I have to hold back my killing intent and wait for him to fetch water and wash his feet. Hey, it's a shame to say this to the outside world..."

Before Yin Huai could finish his sentence, a shadow shrouded his eyes, and the next second he felt a dull pain in his back. He was pressed against the tree trunk, unable to move at all.

"Hiss—" He frowned and cried out in pain, the strength of his hand weakened slightly, but he never let go of him.

Chong Cang stretched out his hand to press on his neck, feeling the fragile pulse under his hand fluctuating, his expression tensed.

Yin Huai looked at the person who was close in front of him, and still looked at him calmly, and even smiled a little, like a naughty child doing some funny prank.

"You're angry?"