When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

The piercing sight all around disappeared, Yin Huai raised his head in the arms of the person in front of him, and couldn't help being slightly startled when he saw the person coming.

Why is Yin Yubei here?

He was a little uncertain whether he had found himself, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Why are you here?"

Sure enough, Yin Yubei found him, he slowly let go of the hand on his waist, and took a step back.

"Buying arrows, I heard that there is a good bow and arrow here, carefully cast by the master, and later picked up from the dead on the battlefield, it is said to be a relic of the former general."

Yin Huai let out a cry.

Yin Yubei frowned slightly again, and said coldly: "Why did Your Majesty come out of the palace alone?"

Yin Yubei skillfully changed the subject, "How can you recognize me when I'm wearing a veiled hat?"

Yin Yubei said: "Through the white gauze, I was a little uncertain, but I heard your voice just now."

He paused, and through the thin gauze, his eyes fell on Yin Huai's face, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and continued to ask what he said just now, with a half-smile and asked: "Why does Your Majesty appear here?"

Yin Huai saw that he couldn't hide, so he could only tell the reasons and consequences of his coming here. Of course, he omitted important parts, such as buying a land deed.

Yin Yubei shook his head, "You should have been tricked into coming here, this is a ghost market."

Seeing Yin Huai's body trembling, he frowned and couldn't help explaining: "It's not the ghost market you thought, most of the people here are people who live on the knife's edge, they don't circulate money, they barter. But most of the people who picked up good things can’t get out of this ship, because there are no rules here, just because you bought something doesn’t mean it’s over, you have to be able to get out alive.”

A lot of small boats were surrounded below, and every time someone searched and killed and threw them off the big boat, those small boats rushed up to pick up the remaining valuables from the corpse. "

The merchant may want to take this opportunity to kill himself, so that he can remember the money, and the house does not need to be sold, and he can turn around and find another home.

But he miscalculated, there is a dead waiter guarding in the dark by his side at any time,

Seeing that Yin Yubei was still staring at him, he immediately showed a vicious expression, and gritted his teeth, "How unreasonable, there is such a rampant reason at the feet of the Son of Heaven."

No, then why after Yin Yubei appeared, those people stopped staring at him like that, as if they were afraid of him...

"Then why did they do that just now?"

Yin Yubei curled the corners of his lips, but did not answer.

"If it's true according to what you said, why didn't his family members report these people who disappeared inexplicably."

"Your Majesty, who do you think the people coming in and out of here are?"

Yin Huai choked when he heard the words.

Yin Yubei led him to the deck again, "Follow me."

There were many boats, big and small, around the boat, and Yin Huai followed him into a half-awned boat. The dock was completely dark, and he went into the awning, with a table and a jug of wine inside.

The boatman punted forward slowly, and the water rippled.

Yin Yu Beiman served a cup of wine, then raised his head and drank it down.

Yin Huai felt excited and recited a poem.

Yin Yubei raised his eyelids to look at him, and said with a half-smile, "Your Majesty is very literary."

Yin Huai was eager to gain wisdom, and quickly explained: "I often hear Liu Xiang say these polite words, it's just what I hear and see."

Wen Yin Yubei propped his chin with one hand, and looked at him with his head tilted at Wen Yan, with no expression on his face.

"His Highness seems to be in frequent contact with Liu Xiang recently."

Yin Huai thought he was suspicious, and explained with difficulty: "No, it's just that Liu Xiangchang whispered in my ear, and it would be natural if he read more."

Yin Yubei looked away again, looking at the river that was shattered by the moonlight, unable to see his thoughts clearly.

He saved himself just now, although he wanted to thank him, Yin Huai hesitated for a while before giving up, it would be strange if he opened his mouth to thank him.

So the two of them just sat there like this, Yin Huai couldn't find a reason to bother to find a topic, so he also enjoyed himself.

While in a daze, he remembered something again.

After Yin Yubei proclaimed himself emperor and ascended the throne, many aristocrats from aristocratic families with good eyesight wanted to send their daughters to the palace one after another, but he was unmoved by this, and he was not even willing to give alms for a moment.

At that time, his entanglement with Changshan was not known to the public.

So the thoughtful courtier thought whether he might have a habit of cutting off his sleeves.

The people of Great Yin are open-minded, and it is not a big deal to like men, so they non-stop searched for many beautiful young men to enter the palace for him, but these beauties all ended badly.

One of them did not know what he had committed, and he immediately ordered his hands to be cut off.

But Yin Huai knew why.

Because he inadvertently learned about Changshan's incident, he was jealous, so when he saw Changshan's cat walking out, he ordered someone to kill him with a stick and threw it into the lake.

Yin Yubei looked coldly at the young man who was howling in pain on the ground, without even furrowing his eyebrows, he said a word indifferently,

"In that case, you can go and accompany that cat."

Afterwards, the young man was killed with his hands cut off and his body sunk in the lake.

Thinking of this, Yin Huai couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, thankful that he knew the general direction and could avoid the original end in advance.

Yin Yubei is a cold-hearted person, nothing can catch his eyes, if there is such an exception, he will definitely treat him like an eyeball, if someone else touches his Nilin, the end will be miserable without exception .

The original owner is a living example, but the worst thing about him is that he didn't do anything, just because Changshan likes him, he must die.

He looked at the person in front of him, and he was quietly looking at the boundless night with his chin propped up, turning the wine cup absently in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes had a kind of coldness between a teenager and a mature man.

At this time, he has not ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, nor has he become the tyrant who will be violent and murderous without blinking an eye.

Just a teenager about his age.

While staring at him in a daze, Yin Yubei suddenly raised his eyelids, and there seemed to be something more in his cold eyes.

"Your Majesty, do you believe in fate?"

Yin Huai: "...what do you mean?"

Yin Yubei didn't seem to care about his answer, and lowered his eyes again, unable to see his expression clearly, his tone was very light, more like talking to himself.

"I do not believe."

"..."

When getting off the boat at the shore, because the hull was shaking a little, Yin Yubei stretched out his hand to help Yin Huai, but Yin Huai hesitated for a while, but still didn't put his hand on it.

"I can do it myself."

Yin Yubei lowered his hands, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression was unclear.

The news of Yin Huai leaving the palace cannot be concealed, not to mention his every move is being monitored by someone with a heart.

In the Ci'an Hall, the gilt crane furnace slowly raised the Buddhist incense. The Empress Dowager Yin was clasping her hands together, closing her eyes devoutly facing the statue, and a scripture was placed in front of her.

At this time, a nun came up to her and whispered for a moment, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Going out of the palace? Where did you go?"

After hearing Mammy's reply, she closed her eyes again, "That's his nature, he just wants to have fun, let him go."

After hearing this, Mammy didn't say anything more, her eyes fell on the statue that the Empress Dowager Yin was paying homage to, and her heart moved: Madam, many of us in the court hall have been attracted by the British Duke. According to the old slave, we Why not take the opportunity to win over that Master National Teacher..."

"You think Aijia is unwilling, and if you want to win him over, you have to meet him first, but the national teacher doesn't come out of the mirror all the year round, so what excuse does Aijia have?"

"..Too."

"Unless..." Empress Dowager Yin thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Speaking of which, Huai'er's body has relapsed."

"This..." Mammy wanted to go back and didn't hear it recently, but when she met the Empress Dowager Yin's eyes, she was immediately blessed, and quickly replied: "Yes, Your Majesty has coughed again these few days, and the medicine stone is useless."

The Empress Dowager Yin nodded in satisfaction, put the beads on her hands, and closed her eyes again.

Yin Huai's body has been recovering for a while, but for some reason, he started to suffer from coughing again in the past few days, and he was so weak that he didn't want to move.

He thought it was the empress dowager who was causing trouble, but he was always careful about eating, so it was impossible for him to make a mistake, and he could only blame it on his own weakness.

Chong Cang silently passed water to Yin Huai who was lying on the couch, seeing that he accidentally choked, he patted him on the back, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful."

The people under him are really too thin, and they are completely different from those in Beirong. They are not so delicate even if they are women.

He felt the people under him coughing and trembling, and he couldn't help but lighten his movements, as if he was dealing with something fragile.

Seeing this, Ping Xi jumped anxiously, "It must be because the Sunrise Palace was caught in the wind and cold. Fortunately, the Empress Dowager invited a national teacher to enter the palace, otherwise it would be better if it dragged on like this."

Who doesn't know that the national teacher at Mingjingtai is quite proficient in medical theory.

"...What?" Yin Huai was surprised.

What Ping Xi said was indeed correct, and it didn't take long for the news of Shi Jiji's entry into the palace to reach his ears.

When the servants came in to communicate, he was half lying on the bed, his back was softly leaned on, and he was sick and out of energy.

"Let him in."

Immediately, a snow-white figure appeared at the door, the person who came was wearing a white robe, intertwined with silver threads.

Then he raised his feet and stepped into the hall slowly, the surrounding palace people knelt down and worshiped, but his face was calm and indifferent, his eyes had no waves, and he just fell straight on Yin Huai's body.