When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

After the retreat of the Northern Rong army, the border ushered in a rare peace and tranquility.

Yin Yubei also killed Sata as he wished, and this was the last person he wanted to kill.

At this point, he finally untied his heart knot for many years, but after that, he didn't seem to have any plans to return to Yindu, but directly planned to go south from Yanmen City to Southern Xinjiang. It seemed that he didn't plan to stay for a moment.

However, they were still retained by the city lord of Yanmen City, and decided to rest for a few days.

"Although I had planned to leave Yindu for a long time, Liu Ze just refused to approve it for me. Although I could leave directly, it is quite annoying to have no written order when I arrive in Southern Xinjiang."

Yin Yubei casually took a hairpin and gesticulated on Yin Huai's head, his tone a little impatient.

"So just taking advantage of this opportunity, I can leave Yindu in a legitimate way."

Yin Huai wanted to open his hand, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, what are you doing gesturing on my head?"

Yin Yubei smiled at him, "It looks good."

Yin Huai rolled his eyes in his heart, put the hairpin back on the stand, and continued walking forward.

Seeing this, Yin Yubei also kept up side by side.

Seeing his unabashed attitude, Yin Huai somehow felt a little guilty, always feeling that the people around were always looking at them, obviously they hadn't done anything.

So he carefully considered his tone, "It's hot, don't lean too close."

Snowflakes were falling one after another, and Yin Yubei was helping him gather the soft velvet cape on his body, and he didn't even twitch his eyebrows when he heard this.

"is it?"

Yin Huai also felt that this was outrageous, but the highest state of telling nonsense with open eyes is that you have to believe your own nonsense.

"It's a little hot, maybe I drank a little too much warming soup."

Mentioning this, Yin Huai felt helpless. Yin Yubei was afraid that he would catch a cold and catch a cold, so he ordered people to bring warming soup to his room. After drinking it for a few days, Yin Huai felt that he would want to vomit when he smelled it.

Yin Yubei nodded, "It seems that the soup still has some effect, so we have to continue to drink it."

"....."

Yin Huai's face froze, and then met Yin Yubei's half-smile eyes, couldn't help but glared at him, and let out a cold snort.

Seeing him like this, Yin Yubei stepped forward and took his hand. Yin Huai was concerned about the people around him and wanted to break away from his hand, but when he finally heard his words, he gave in.

"Ah Huai, I'm very happy."

Yin Yubei's voice was extremely low and soft, but it penetrated into Yin Huai's ears accurately, making his face slightly hot.

He didn't respond, but he took Yin Yubei's hand back.

He suddenly felt that it seemed good to go on like this.

……

The wind and snow in Beirong seems to be blowing forever, and Wangcheng still stands on the snow field, looking from a distance like a crawling black giant.

Chong Cang stood in front of the window, the night was vast and boundless, only a waning moon hung alone, and at first glance, he felt desolate and lonely.

If you look carefully again, you will find a little more hazy atmosphere in the vast night.

"Where did they go?"

The person next to him whispered: "We have already set off from Yanmen City."

Chong Cang looked at the kit in his hand, remained silent, and after a while, he put it back into his bosom, which was close to the heart.

His back is straight and his steps are steady, giving people the illusion that nothing will crush him.

If it weren't for his pale complexion, one would almost think that he was really as calm as he appeared.

But even so, his steps are still firm,

Because he knows that he still has his own work to do.

He cannot fall until he calls himself.

……

Inside the Great Yin Palace

Liu Ze was looking down at the memorial in his hand, and it was written on it that he was asked to stand up as soon as possible, so he only glanced at it, and then absent-mindedly threw it aside.

"emperor."

A young eunuch came forward and reported to him, "A quick report came from the border, Bei Rong... has retreated."

Hearing this, Liu Ze raised his eyes, not very surprised on his face, as if he had expected this, he just smiled quietly.

"Really? Faster than I thought."

"The emperor has a clever plan."

Liu Ze's eyes fell on the memorial again, and he said softly, "Then he... when will they come back?" "

"Go back to the emperor, the regent and the others don't seem to plan to return to Yindu, but go directly to southern Xinjiang."

Liu Ze's hands froze, but it was only for a moment, and soon he regained his composure, and smiled warmly at the little eunuch: "Well, you go down."

When the sound of closing the door sounded again, he threw all the memorials aside, raised his head and opened his eyes, staring at the top of Longluan Hall and remained silent.

A lifelike flying dragon is carved on the top of the hall, its claws looming in the clouds and mist, holding a dragon ball in its mouth.

This is the symbol of the emperor.

Only the king of a country is qualified to sit on this dragon chair, he will become the king of ten thousand people, and people will bow their heads and bow their heads when they see it.

He had made up his mind a long time ago, to climb to the highest level step by step, to the highest level above ten thousand people, and get back his own things.

So he won't have the slightest hesitation in his heart,

As it should be.

But he hesitated in the end, do you regret it?He himself couldn't tell.

……

The clock on Mingjingtai is ringing clearer and clearer, lingering in the clouds and mists in the mountains.

Sitting under the purple mulberry tree was a man covered in snow, his silver threads were like cold snow, his eyebrows and eyes were difficult to draw, and his whole body was covered with an innate sense of coldness and alienation.

But his eyes are peaceful and inclusive, as if they have been through some calamity, they contain the world's great way, but they are compassionate but ruthless.

He lowered his head and dropped the last piece on the chessboard.

There was no one on the opposite side, but he lowered his snow-white eyelashes and said softly: "I lost this round."

Naturally, there was no answer on the other side.

Shi Jiji raised his eyes and cast his eyes beyond the mountains, not knowing where he was looking.

Ruo Ruo Wu's sigh accompanied by the fragrance of purple mulberry flowers carried away with the wind.

And that person will never come back.

……

The further south you go, the warmer the weather will be. By the time you enter the southern border, Yin Huai no longer needs to wrap himself up tightly.

When he got out of the carriage, Yin Yubei had already stood in front of him, ready to reach out to help him.

Behind him is every plant, tree, flower and tree in southern Xinjiang.

Yin Huai understood that he had stepped into the land of southern Xinjiang, and from now on he bid farewell to the past.

He stared at Yin Yubei, and saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his dark eyes were softened.

He stretched out his hand towards himself, slowing down his tone.

"go home."

For some reason, Yin Huai recalled the scene when he first saw him, when he was still a half-grown boy, lying in front of the window to gloat.

In the next second, a pair of dark and indifferent eyes shot straight at him through the crowd, wishing to pin him firmly in place.

For some reason, that face gradually overlapped with the face in front of him.

Yin Huai met him who was equally beautiful, but with gentle smiling eyes, and slowly stretched out his hand, looking at him with curved eyebrows.

"Well, let's go home."

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