When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

"....."

Yin Huai was startled, not understanding what he meant, seeing that Fang Chenhe's face was frighteningly pale, and she might faint on the spot if she continued to speak, so she just snorted coldly, and the words she said were tingly.

"Since Yu Wang and Miss Fang are here to enjoy the scenery, it's inconvenient for me to bother you."

Yin Yubei frowned slightly, and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, he just twitched the corners of his mouth, and there was a bit of self-deprecation in his eyes.

After Yin Huai left, he turned his attention to Fang Chenhe in front of him again.

The beautiful face of the girl in front of her was a bit delicate.It was indeed a good-looking face, no wonder he took a fancy to this face.

"Prince Yu...?" Seeing Yin Yubei staring at his face in a daze, Fang Chenhe asked cautiously.

Yin Yubei's thoughts were interrupted, he subconsciously frowned, and then lightly withdrew his gaze.

"I've said everything I need to say, it's up to you how to do it."

He finally opened his mouth, but his tone was cold and alienated, which was really not commensurate with the beauty of this beautiful man and woman at the moment.

Fang Chenhe hesitated for a moment, finally lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Thank you, my lord, for your guidance."

Yin Yubei closed his eyes slightly, a very faint tiredness appeared on his face.

"No need."

Although the past few days have not been as cold as usual, due to weaker bones than ordinary people, the Dragon Luan Hall is still burning with earth dragons all day long.

Yin Huai was leaning on the slack next to the window and doing paperwork, a coat was loosely worn on his shoulders, the snow light came in through the paper window, reflecting his face was extremely white.

"Your Highness." Ping Xi walked in with a flustered expression, "It's bad, Mr. Fang Ge's daughter hanged herself!"

Yin Huai raised his head suddenly: "What did you say?"

Ping Xi tremblingly said: "... Now it is rumored that His Highness forced her to death, what should we do now, Yu Shi is preparing to join His Highness."

what's the situation?

He obviously didn't remember this part. In the original book, Fang Shen He married Liu Ze as his wife. Although there was an incident of adultery later, that was another matter.

And how could it be such a coincidence that he just pinched himself to get something, and he felt faintly tricky in his heart.

"Let's go to Fangge's old mansion."

White lanterns had been hung in front of the Fange old mansion, the mansion was completely deserted, and there was an endless stream of people who came to express their condolences. Yin Huai got out of the carriage, and walked in without letting the servants pass the news.

There were not many people in the mourning hall where the coffin was placed, only the old couple of Fangge were there, they were covering their faces and weeping, when they saw Yin Huai coming, their expression changed immediately, and they were about to prostrate immediately.

"See Your Highness, I don't know that His Highness came here to welcome you, but I hope to forgive you." Fang Ge's face wrinkled even more when he saw him.

Yin Huai raised his hand to signal his body to be flat, then stood in front of the coffin, and said sadly: "I only saw Ling Nu a few days ago, how come there are no such good-looking people."

The two old people felt sad, and the corners of their eyes were sour again, "The world is impermanent."

Yin Huai walked around the coffin for a few times, then looked at the coffin lid, the elders on the side couldn't care less about crying, and looked terrified.

Yin Huai sighed, shook his head and said, "I think I haven't seen Ling Nu for the last time."

As he spoke, he was about to signal Chong Cang to open the coffin, and the expressions of the two old men finally changed drastically, "This is absolutely impossible."

"Why not?"

Elder Fang Ge put on a sad expression again, "The little girl has passed away, please let your Highness let her go safely at the end."

Yin Huai stared at his face until he saw sweat dripping from his forehead, and then he looked away, thinking that there was indeed something tricky.

He glanced at the coffin again, then looked at the coffin face, listening to the sound, he already had the answer in his heart.

"Well, if that's the case, then follow what Ai Qing said."

He had already got the answer he wanted, and he didn't want to stay in the mourning hall any longer. It's not easy for the two elderly people to panic, especially Mrs. Fang, who trembled from mouth to feet, he couldn't bear to watch.

Out of compassion for his subordinates, Yin Huai left the mourning hall early and prepared to drive back to the palace.

But after a change of mind, he told the palace servants not to rush back to the palace, but to go to the prime minister's mansion.

Liu Ze didn't seem to be seen in Fangge's mansion today. It is reasonable to say that his fiancée passed away, so he should be in charge of the overall situation there, so he felt strange.

When they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, after taking out the token, there were naturally servants who nodded and bowed to lead the way.

When passing by the lotus pond in the mansion, he found a familiar blue figure.

The man was drinking tea in the gazebo beside the lotus pond, although his back was turned to him and his face could not be seen clearly, but Yin Huai knew who he was in his heart.

"Liu Xiang?" Yin Huai stepped forward.

Liu Ze paused slightly when he heard the words, and then raised his eyes to look up. When he saw Yin Huai, there was no surprise on his face, he just stood up and saluted him.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

Yin Huai glanced at the things placed in front of him one by one, tea utensils, silver spoons for tea leaves, and all kinds of exquisite gadgets, but he was quite relaxed.

Yin Huai was suspicious, how could he still be in the mood to make tea here.

"His Highness wants to drink tea?" Liu Ze couldn't help smiling when he saw him staring at the teapot intently.

"……Um."

His movements of making tea are smooth and flowing, it is obviously just a simple movement, but it is impossible for people to take their eyes off him when it is done by him.

Yin Huai looked at his face again, met his smiling eyes, and began to think in his heart, Liu Ze must be holding back his grief at this moment, and still laughing with him here, yes, it must be like this.

Thinking of this, Yin Huai felt that he should enlighten him a few words: "There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world."

Pingxi looked at Yin Huai a few more times when she heard the words, someone else's fiancée had just died and said such things, His Majesty still hasn't changed, he is still so stupid.

Chong Cang stood aside with no expression or movement, unless Yin Huai opened his mouth, Ping Xi looked at him and suspected that he would not move at all, completely like a wooden man.

Liu Ze lifted the lid of the tea, the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and the mist was lingering. He poured a full cup of tea, then handed it to Yin Huai, and said in a warm voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your comfort."

Yin Huai took the tea, took a sip, and praised: "It really is a good tea."

Even a person like him who is not used to drinking tea can only feel the sweetness of his lips and teeth.

Liu Ze smiled lightly, "As long as His Majesty likes it.

Yin Huai looked at him, thinking about something else.

His own life experience has always been a mystery, even he doesn't know if he is the blood of the late emperor.

After all, it was impossible to go to the emperor's mausoleum to find the first emperor, and his biological mother had died long ago.

The only person in the existing world who is sure to be related to the royal family is this person in front of him.

When he saw Liu Ze today, he remembered something. He really wanted to have a blood confession with him, but he didn't dare to do it openly.

As long as you get his blood, even a drop is fine.

According to the records in the classics, □□ took a lot of panacea in order to seek longevity, among them was the phoenix blood soup made by the first master of the country.

Since then, it has been said that only members of the royal family of the Yin Dynasty can blend blood with each other.

Yin Huai couldn't help but keep glancing at his wrist, um, the elbow line is beautiful, and the blood vessels are even more beautiful.

How can Liu Ze suffer a little injury?

Now in Liu Ze's eyes, he was the murderer who indirectly killed her fiancée.

Although he didn't show disrespect to him at all, it was only because of his oppressive status that he had to be respectful.

"Master Liu Xiang, why don't you go to Fangge's old mansion today?"

Ping Xi listened in awe, Your Majesty, you are killing people, killing people.

Liu Ze helped him add another cup of tea, stretched out his hand to gently push it to him, and replied with a smile: "Mr. Fang Ge and Mrs. Fang lost their beloved daughter. It is also a sad scene for me to go now."

Yin Huai took his tea, couldn't help but took another sip, and let out an oh.

Fang Ge must have felt ashamed to see Liu Ze again. After all, his daughter had already made a marriage contract, but such a thing happened.

How could someone confess their relatives with a drop of blood without anyone noticing?

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and had a plan in mind.

"Liu Xiang must be feeling uncomfortable after this happened." Yin Huai relieved him, "Why don't I have a drink with Liu Xiang?"

Hearing this, Pingxi silently said in her heart, Your Majesty is worthy of you.

It was rumored that the emperor wanted to force Liu Xiang's fiancée to enter the palace, she couldn't bear the humiliation, so she hanged herself.

But now he was talking and laughing with the sufferer here, and even comforted him to have a drink with him.

Liu Ze's eyes fell on his face, and he said with a warm smile: "In this case, then I would rather be respectful than obedient."

Because of Yin Huai's special status, it was inconvenient to go outside, so Liu Ze asked his servants to open several jars of vintage wine, and the two sat directly in the corridor under the eaves and began to drink.

See Liu Zeping avoiding the servants.Yin Huai also let Chongcang and Hepingxi beside him retreat.

Yin Huai didn't drink very well, so if he wanted to get Liu Ze drunk, he had to use some tricks.

He raised the wine cup, covered his face with his sleeve, gently swirled out a little of the sake in the glass, and then took a small sip.

"The wine in Liu Xiang's mansion is really different."

Liu Ze smiled, and said warmly: "Your Majesty is used to drinking the treasures in the palace, so he will feel that the coarse wine in the minister's mansion has a special taste."

Yin Huai wanted to get him drunk at this moment, so naturally he wanted to coax him to drink more.

"Liu Xiang doesn't need to underestimate himself, these wines are indeed better than those in the palace."

Liu Ze smiled and said: "If you don't think the humble house is rough, if your Majesty likes it, you can come to the minister's residence at any time."

Although he had never had a drink with Liu Ze, Yin Huai guessed that the amount of alcohol he drank might be about the same as his own.

After all, except for necessary banquets, he has never seen Liu Ze drink, and he himself said that he is too strong to drink.

After drinking three cups in a row, the smile on Liu Ze's face remained the same, and the smile on his lips even deepened a bit. He looked at Yin Huai, and quietly listened to what he was talking about.

Yin Huai saw that he couldn't do it, so he quickly held down his hand, and lifted the jug to pour wine for him.

Liu Ze lowered his eyes, stared at the wine cup in his hand, then raised his head and drank it down, seemingly unaware of Yin Huai's careful thoughts.

Even after pouring a large glass of wine and drinking it several times like this, Yin Huai's alcoholic strength is a bit high.

But he still gritted his teeth and insisted that he was about to succeed, and he must not fall short.

So he supported his dizzy head, poured another glass of wine for Liu Zeman, and almost squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

"Liu Xiang has devoted himself to my great Yin, and I should toast you again."

Liu Ze stared at him with calm eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "Your Majesty can't drink any more, this cup will be done by the minister."

Immediately, he tilted his head slightly and drank it down. Yin Huai was taken aback when he saw this, and felt a little uncomfortable after he realized it.

After drinking a few pots of wine, just when Yin Huai was about to collapse, Liu Ze finally showed some strangeness.

He frowned, raised his hand to press his forehead, and then closed his eyes slightly, as if he was enduring discomfort.

Yin Huai saw that there was something going on, and immediately forced himself to open his eyelids.

He counted silently in his heart, and the person in front of him finally fell down on the fourth count.

Liu Ze's elbows were slightly bent, his head was resting on it, his head was tilted sideways, his handsome face was peaceful and serene, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Yin Huai already had a double image in front of his eyes at this time, he persisted in moving to Liu Ze with drunken eyes, first poked Liu Ze's face, and after making sure there was no response, he slowly prepared to take out the silver needle to poke it

But his eyelids were already getting heavy, and before he could take them out, his eyes went dark, and then with a "snap", he fell down on the table and lost consciousness.

At this moment, two people were already drunk. The red-faced young man tilted his head and lay on the table. He was less than a few centimeters away from the person next to him, and could almost feel the warm breath of the other person.

After an unknown amount of time, another cyan figure suddenly moved, and then slowly opened its eyes.

I saw him raise his head, quietly watching the sweet young man sleeping next to him, his eyes were clear, and he was not even half drunk.

His fingertips lightly brushed his cheek, and then he withdrew his hand without haste, with a calm expression on his face.

The person lying on the stomach seemed to feel uncomfortable in the posture, turned his head restlessly, and muttered.

Liu Ze lowered his eyelashes, stared at his sleeping face, and slightly curled the corners of his lips, which was different from the usual gentle smile on his face.

It seems that the mist of the distant mountains has finally been lifted, and a corner of the true face has been glimpsed inadvertently.