When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Yin Huai stabilized his mind, raised his airs, and circled around him a few times, as if he was looking at things, and waited until he was almost there before opening his mouth slowly, imitating the tone of those dudes.

"I didn't expect there to be such a high-quality goods here."

Hearing this, the people on the ground froze, and there were bluish and white marks from the rope on their hands.

"What's your name?" Yin Huai leaned down slightly, raised his chin with a fan, and smiled.

Taking a closer look, I found that his eyes were really special, not pure black.

He was looking at himself coldly, pursing his lips tightly without saying a word.

"If you don't have a name, I'll give you a name." After thinking for a while, Yin Huai said, "How about Chong Cang?"

In fact, he didn't save this person on a whim, but he suddenly remembered that there was such a character in the original book.

But it's not Chong Cang, he doesn't have a name, so the little emperor called him Beirong Dog, who was given to the little emperor to play for fun.

The little emperor had an eccentric personality and was fond of sadism. He often imposed capital punishment on the palace servants, and fell into his hands for three years.

It would be fine if Chong Cang is an ordinary person, but the bad thing is that Chong Cang is the sixth prince of Bei Rong living abroad.

After being tortured in various ways in different dynasties, Chong Cang returned to Beirong, won the throne in the brotherly competition, wrote a letter of war, and vowed never to make peace with the Great Yin.

Later, he repeatedly launched battles, and the people were in dire straits. Coupled with severe drought and natural disasters, frequent riots, internal and external troubles, and the society were in turmoil.

The reason why Yin Huai confirmed that the person in front of him is the sixth prince in the original book is not only deduced from various details, but also seen from his eyes.

Not all Beirong people have his dark blue eyes, only Beirong nobles have them.

Even if his deduction is wrong, he has nothing to lose.

Thinking of this, Yin Huai smiled very arrogantly, like a bully who is used to bullying men and women.

"Do you know why I named you, young master? Because you are about to become my property, it is only natural for the master to name his property."

The man on the ground looked humiliated, and his wolf-like eyes stared at him for a moment.

Yin Huai had no doubt that if he had the strength at this time, he would definitely pounce on him and bite him.

"My lord... are you going to buy him?" The old bustard looked puzzled, as if he had something to hide.

Yin Huai hummed and glanced at Pingxi.

Pingxi immediately threw the bank notes in his bosom on the ground, those who didn't know thought he was throwing his money, raised his nostrils, and looked haughty.

"Our young master bought this man. If you don't sell it, you have to sell it. You must listen to my young master."

Yin Huai stared at the banknotes on the ground with heartache, sprinkling less and less, this prodigal child, it really wasn't his fault

The reason why Yin Huai saved him is that in the original book, his position as the king was not smooth sailing. He was neither a direct descendant nor the eldest son. There were serious internal struggles in the clan. Chongcang was framed by his brothers countless times and almost died in the underworld.

If I can reach a deal with him, I will intervene to help him win the throne in exchange for a little territory at the Beirong border, and each will make a concession for peace and stability.

He is not worried that Chongcang will not keep his promise, he has a way to make him keep his promise and dare not go back on his word.

In addition, he is not worried that Chong Cang will refuse, if he refuses, he still has a second way.Although he didn't want to kill people unless it was absolutely necessary, he would be ruthless when necessary.

If killing him can exchange the lives of countless people, he will do it too.

Thinking of this, Yin Huai felt palpitations in his heart, whether he was too involved in the play, and he was affected.

When the old bustard saw the bank notes on the ground, his eyes lit up immediately, but then he seemed to remember something, and his whole body froze.

"My lord, of course I am willing to do this business, but it was ordered by the second son of Mo Shangshu's family first. The servant's family is just a small business, so I dare not offend the officials."

Consciously or unintentionally, she emphasized the words "Second Young Master Mo" in order to make him retreat.

Yin Huai smiled coldly, and threw the token around his waist to her: "Really?"

The bustard couldn't recognize the sign on the ground, but she could still see the golden dragon with its fangs and claws clearly, her face turned from white to green and then from green to white, and finally knelt down stiffly with a plop.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, it's because I don't know Mount Tai."

Seeing her frightened and trembling appearance, Yin Huai nodded with satisfaction in his heart, well, it seems that the image of his dog emperor is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Although he is just an empty emperor, he is still the emperor on the surface, and Long Wei is still there.Chong Cang also saw the token on the ground, and slowly raised his eyes, his gaze was deeply scratched on Yin Huai's body, as if it wanted to be engraved into his flesh and blood.

When Yin Huai looked over, he lowered his eyes again, covering his eyes well.

"From today on, you will be by my side, and you can do whatever I ask you to do, do you hear me?"

Chong Cang didn't answer.

"The emperor asked you something, did you hear?" Pingxi said and was about to kick him.

Chong Cang raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, and with a light sweep, Ping Xi retracted his feet.

"Your Majesty, he glared at me." Ping Xi complained to Yin Huai in a grievance.

Yin Huai patted his hand and said in relief: "It's okay, he just glared at me too."

"......."

Today, he went out of the palace to pay a private visit to the brothel. He didn't intend to spend a lot of time, and besides, he didn't like masculinity. At most, he just asked a few people to sing a little song and play the piano. Unexpectedly, there was a surprise.

Now that he bought Chongcang, Yin Huai didn't want to stay here any longer, so he turned around and went back to the palace.

He should also be thankful for his bad reputation. The emperor brought a man back to the palace from a brothel. It is not too shocking to hear such a thing.

But ever since he brought Chongcang back from outside the palace that day, Yin Huai was busy with government affairs, and for a while he forgot about this person.

It had been two days since he remembered him again, and during dinner, Yin Huai asked a lot about where he was, but Ping Xi was stunned, with a dazed expression on his face.

"It's the one I brought back a few days ago."

Only then did Pingxi suddenly realize: "Return to Your Majesty, he lives in Xiyuan."

"Xiyuan?" Yin Huai frowned slightly, why hadn't he heard of this place before.

"Take me to have a look."

The eunuchs and maids followed along the way. After arriving at Xiyuan, Yin Huai realized why he had no impression of this place. Naturally, he had never set foot in such a remote and desolate corner.

Although it can be regarded as half a slave, but the place where the slaves live is not as good as it is.

The courtyard was covered with dead leaves and dilapidated. It was hard to imagine such a place in the palace.

Yin Huai opened the door and walked in, only to feel an old musty smell coming over his face.

He covered his mouth and coughed a few times. Seeing this, Ping Xi quickly persuaded him: "Your Majesty, this pickled place is very dirty, be careful not to hit the dragon's body."

Yin Huai didn't answer, and walked straight in, seeing the scene inside clearly.

The person lying on the bed was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, cold sweat was pouring out from his forehead, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was enduring some great pain in a coma.

Yin Huai caught a glimpse of the wound on his body, which was already filled with pus and bleeding, its appearance was terrifying, and it was emitting bursts of unpleasant stench.

"What's going on here?" Yin Huai turned to look at Pingxi, his face turned cold, "Is this how I asked you to take care of others?"

This is entirely the result of being thrown here to fend for itself.

Ping Xi was so frightened that he kowtowed again and again, stumbling and saying: ""Return...to Your Majesty, but it has always been like this. "

Yin Huai was startled, and then realized the meaning of his words.

The original owner should have picked up a lot of people when he became interested before, and he must have let the people below treat him like this.

There seems to be such a passage in the original book, when Chong Cang was sent to the palace, he was thrown aside and allowed to be abused by the servants. In the impression that Chong Cang almost died when he first entered the palace, it should be here.

"This person is different, it is useful for me to keep him." Yin Huai pretended to be deep.

Ping Xi immediately understood what he meant: "The servant will call the imperial physician immediately."

After getting Yin Huai's approval, he immediately got out and called the imperial doctor.

After the imperial doctor came, he saw the horrific wound, and couldn't bear to turn his eyes away.

"Your majesty, this person's injury is too serious and has deteriorated. I can only do my best."

Yin Huai stared at him suspiciously: "Believe it or not, I cut off your head and kicked it like a ball."

The Imperial Physician was excited, and immediately became more energetic, and felt his blood boil: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will definitely use what I have learned all my life and do my best!"

Only then did Yin Huai hum with satisfaction.

With Yin Huai watching from the side, the imperial doctor's hands were already shaking, but now they trembled even more.

When Yin Huai saw the imperial doctor removing the rotten flesh from the wound, Yin Huai felt a little pain.

The face of the person on the bed turned even paler, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

So Yin Huai stared at the imperial physician's face several more times, thinking in his heart that he would never seek him again if he became ill again.

After applying the last layer of medicine, the imperial physician ordered the servant to boil another medicine, and finally poured it directly into his mouth. "Okay, his fever should subside after a while." The imperial doctor wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling more exciting than going to hell.

Yin Huai saw that the person on the bed looked much better, so he nodded slowly and let him go.

In the end, when the imperial doctor left, almost half of his body was leaning on the disciple who came with him.

Yin Huai waited for half a cup of tea, and became impatient, and asked Pingxi, "How long do you think he will wake up?"

"This... the slave doesn't know either."

Yin Huai couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward almost, stood in front of the couch, slightly bent over to look at his face.

Just when he was about to call him directly, the eyelids of the person on the bed moved slightly.

Yin Huai suspected that he was dazzled, so he couldn't help getting closer.

In the next second, he met those eyes that slowly opened.

"..."

Chong Cang looked at the face that was close at hand, his skin was surprisingly white, with black hair hanging down to his chest, his eyes were like peach blossoms, and the candlelight was even more monstrous.