When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Yin Huai noticed where Shi Jiji's gaze fell, and sat up straight quietly, looking left and right with some discomfort, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Shi Jiji stretched out his hand slightly, hooked his skirt, and exposed his blocked neck again.

"Is it the Regent?"

He looked indifferent, but he guessed the person behind him right away.

Seeing Yin Huai's expression, he confirmed his guess, caressed his neck carelessly, and didn't know what technique he used, it was crisp and itchy, but it didn't make people feel uncomfortable at all.

He withdrew his hand, and saw that the snow-white neck was clean at this time, and the faint crimson just now disappeared without a trace.

"do you like him?"

Shi Jiji lowered his eyes and spoke softly.

It took Yin Huai a long time to react when he asked this question, and he stammered in fright: "How...how is it possible."

Even so, he didn't know why he was stunned for a few seconds.

Shi Jiji smiled faintly at him, his eyes were clear and clean, as if he could see through everything.

"is it?"

He seldom smiles, this smile has the taste of melting ice and snow, Yin Huai can't help but shake his head because of its beauty, but for some reason he feels that this smile makes people sad.

Yin Huai noticed that the atmosphere was stagnant, and was about to change the subject, so he asked him, "The priest at the door said you were going to make a plum cake as a gift? Can this plum blossom be made into a cake?"

Shi Jiji hummed softly, "He likes sweets."

"Who?"

Shi Jiji didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Yin Huai was startled for a moment, and suddenly realized in a blink of an eye.

Before he could say anything, Shi Jiji lowered his eyes again.

"I might have to go."

Hearing that Yin Huai didn't have time to think about it, he quickly asked: "So anxious? But Yin Yubei's legs haven't..."

Shi Jiji shook his head, not knowing what it meant, "There is no need for me to stay anymore."

"..."

He looked at Yin Huai quietly, there was little emotion on his face, and he was staring at himself intently.

After an unknown amount of time, he asked in a low voice, "Will you follow me?"

Yin Huai was speechless for a while.

The atmosphere fell into stagnation again, the two sat facing each other and looked at each other, but neither of them spoke first.

After half a cup of tea, Yin Huai finally made up his mind: "But I still want to stay here."

Yin Yubei's leg was disabled because of saving him, he couldn't bear to let him leave him.

"Why?" Shi Jiji said quietly, "Didn't you want to escape from here before?"

Yin Huai laughed a little when he heard the words, "People are fickle, and it is common to change their minds occasionally."

"....."

Shi Jiji lowered his eyes, covered the expression on his face, was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "I will set off in three days."

Yin Huai was silent.

Shi Jiji smiled at him again, and said softly as if to comfort him: "If you want to come to Mingjing Mountain, you can come anytime."

Yin Huai also laughed, "Maybe I will have to trouble the National Teacher in the future."

Shi Jiji curled his lips slightly, his eyes softened.

Three days later, Shi Jiji did as he said, and left the palace. He didn't bring anything with him when he left, just like he appeared, silently, no one even noticed.

But although he took nothing with him, he left something behind.

Yin Huai looked at the box of pastries that was placed on his table, it looked delicate and delicious, and it was obvious that a lot of thought had been put into it.

After he opened it, he was about to taste it, but he hesitated for a moment when he put it in his mouth, and finally put it in his mouth.

To his surprise, this time is not like last time, the taste is really as good as the appearance.

But he still sighed, took a sip and put it down, then turned and went into the house.

……

The wind and snow in Beirong seems to never stop once it blows, and the black king city stands on the vast and endless snow, like a quiet giant lurking in the silence.

"Is the king in there?"

There were ministers at the door who were about to have an interview, so they asked the soldiers guarding the door.

"Inside...it's just that the king seems to be in a bad mood."

At that time, as soon as the king came to the throne, he announced that he would live in harmony with the great Yin and never fight again. Although most of the ministers in the court and China were against it, he still tried his best to suppress the dissatisfaction.

But without knowing where to start, their king seemed to have changed into a different person. His whole body was depressed, like a walking corpse, and he declared that he would fight the Great Yin to the end, and he would never die.

Such a contradictory and capricious attitude made everyone confused.

Neither of them knew what was the reason for the king's attitude change.

The minister walked in, and there were a few giant pillars in the hall, which seemed a little empty, and it was eerily quiet.

After going up a few steps, a figure sat at the top, sitting high on the throne.

His eyebrows and eyes are handsome and handsome, his hair is extremely black, a rare pure black among the Beirong people, a few braids hang naturally on his shoulders, a silver-white forehead guard is on his forehead, and wolf fur mats are under his feet. With one hand resting on his chin, he seemed to be resting with his eyes closed.

Even though he closed his eyes, he knew that once the eyes of the person in front of him were opened, those eyes would be the symbol of his most noble status.

"Kings."

Hearing someone calling him from below, Chong Cang finally opened his eyes slowly, those beautiful cold eyes stared at him for a moment.

"what's up?"

"The army has been assembled, but the temperature in the north is very cold these days, it is really not a good time to leave. When the weather warms up, the king will give an order, and my army from the north will go straight to the south, so that the people of the Great Yin will pay their blood." pay."

"how much longer?"

"Ten days at most."

Chong Cang closed his eyes and hummed coldly.

The minister glanced at his face, and asked cautiously: "But...why did your majesty suddenly change his mind, didn't he say that Yongshi would never be an enemy of Yin?"

Chong Cang opened his eyes and looked at him, expressionlessly said: "Because he is not his big Yin now."

"......."

"You go back."

"Yes."

After the person left, the hall fell into deathly silence again. Chong Cang lowered his eyes, raised his hand to cover his chest, and felt warm under the lapel. There was the only thing that person left for him.

At this time, the moonlight outside the house was bright and clear, and when it came in, his complexion was a little paler than usual.

But when he raised his eyes again, his expression returned to normal, but his eyes were as cold as ever.

He wants to find him himself, no matter what he looks like now, he will bring him back to Beirong.

Then—kill the current emperor of Great Yin.

……

The cold spring of the past few days is coming to an end, the weather is gradually warming up, Yindu is much more lively than usual, especially at night, there are many painting boats moored on the Huaihe River, decorated with lanterns and festoons, it is really bustling.

One of the painting boats did not have any lights, so it looked much more low-key, and there were no small boats docked, and then a woman boarded the boat, and it only docked quietly among the boats.

At this time, there were two figures sitting on the open-air deck of the painting boat, as if they were having a drink.

Yin Huai put down the wine cup and said to the person opposite: "I really can't drink wine."

Yin Yubei filled the wine for him, and hummed without changing his face.

"So I'm the only one on this boat."

Yin Huai: "..." Is there any necessary connection?

Yin Yubei looked at him with his chin propped up, and raised his eyebrows casually: "Are you sad that the national teacher is gone?"

Yin Huai was taken aback, he was really in a bad mood those few days, he didn't expect him to be keenly aware of his emotions.

But it's not just because of that reason, but I can't tell Yin Yubei in detail, so I just said vaguely: "I'm not used to it."

"Oh?" Yin Huai said coolly: "When I mentioned this, I didn't know that the national teacher is so good at cooking. He cooks fish for a while and cakes for a while."

Sure enough, every move and every move could not escape Yin Yubei's eyes, Yin Huai said helplessly: "...What exactly do you want to say?"

Yin Yubei hooked his lips, "Do you still remember what happened to you and me that day?"

How to say it seems that something happened to the two of them, Yin Huai stood up with a wooden face, shook his head and said, "I don't remember."

Yin Yubei also stood up and walked towards him slowly.

Yin Huai subconsciously retreated a few steps, until he couldn't retreat, he looked back at the river, and then stopped.

Yin Yubei stood still in front of him, the distance between the two was so close that one could even see each other's trembling eyelashes.

I saw him stretching out his hand to play with his hair, his tone seemed to be careless, but it also had a sense of calmness.

"...Ah Huai, I told you before that you are not good at lying."

Yin Huai swallowed, "...what do you want to say?"

Yin Yubei smiled slightly at him, "You obviously already understood."

"..."

Yin Huai stared at him blankly, watching him leaning slightly, leaning into his ear, his tone was no longer cold, but softened.

"Ah Huai, I am pleased with you."

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