I, the crown prince, resign [Transmigration Book]

Li Jinghuan lay upright on the bed, staring blankly at the light yellow curtain above his head, not knowing what to do for a while.

It would be fine if the world he traversed was the one originally created by the author of this book. Although he is no match for those elite princes and ministers, after all, there is a plot in hand, as long as he follows the process in the book honestly If you keep going, you might be able to become a king in the world, an emperor through the ages or something.However, if he travels to the world that was magically changed by the author's girlfriend, then his life will be ruined!

That is a world that does not talk about logic and reason, where anything can happen!

Alas, it would be better to be dressed as a passerby who doesn't even deserve a name than to be such a protagonist!

Life is so unpredictable.

After being decadent for a while, Li Jinghuan finally accepted the reality, got up and turned to the bewildered Fuzhu, "Go and warm up the ginger soup."

The body is the capital of the revolution. No matter how life is, we must first take care of our body.

"Yes." Fu Zhu respectfully picked up the bowl of ginger soup again and went down.

Soon Li Jinghuan was the only one left in the room. He tried his best to recall the plot in the book "Kowloon Seizing the Inheritance", thinking over and over how to get rid of the sudden violent illness caused by stepping on the threshold with his left foot when he first ascended the throne. The tragic fate of death.

I have to say that the author of this book is indeed very talented, all kinds of tricks, court struggles, you come and go, it's a joy, the rank of the characters in the book is simply not what Li Jinghuan can achieve; The protagonist, the prince, is both civil and military, resourceful and resourceful, so that he can become the final winner of the throne.

However, one of the issues that Li Jinghuan has to consider now is that if the world he is in now is really the world after being changed by magic, then he cannot follow the plot in the original book.

After repeated thinking, Li Jinghuan felt that the only way for him to survive now was to try his best to get rid of the position of the prince, and then hold tightly to the thigh of the fourth prince who succeeded him in the book after his death.

Although in this way, his identity will become very embarrassing after the fourth prince ascends the throne, but judging from what he looked in the mirror just now, he should not be ten years old now, and the nine princes in the original book seized the throne. The plot also unfolded after the prince was 15 years old, so as long as he can cultivate a good brotherhood in advance and let the other party clearly see that he really has no ambition to be an emperor, maybe things will turn around.

Of course, this method also has its difficulties, that is, the current emperor has a deep affection for his biological mother, Empress Zhaoren, and made him a prince when he was born, and took him by his side to teach him personally. Offer to resign seems to be somewhat difficult.

Just when Li Jinghuan was thinking about how to speak so that his emperor father would not only not beat him to death, but would also agree to his request to resign, Fu Zhu hurried in and interrupted his thoughts.

"Prince, His Majesty has an order to send you to the Hall of Mental Cultivation for questioning."

what? !

Is it time to meet the emperor so soon?

Li Jinghuan was a little nervous, but more panicked.

This is the emperor, the emperor who controls a country and everyone's life and death!Not passerby A, but also many passerby B, it is the emperor!

However, no matter how nervous and flustered he is, he still has to bite the bullet.

Fortunately, in order to facilitate the real-time inspection of the prince's homework, the prince's bedroom in the Hall of Mental Cultivation is not far away, and Li Jinghuan arrived in just half a stick of incense behind the little eunuch who led the way.

When he arrived, the emperor was already waiting inside.

Li Jinghuan glanced carefully, and saw that the emperor was only in his 30s, with eagle eyes and wolf eyes, and the sun was shining. He was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and looked dignified and dignified, with piercing eyes. Born in awe, is the full appearance of an emperor.

Seeing the emperor slowly raised his head from a pile of memorials, Li Jinghuan quickly saluted him.

Before he knelt down, the emperor walked up to him in three steps at a time and helped him up, "There are only you and my father and son here, Huan'er doesn't need to be polite."

The prosperity of grace can be seen.

Li Jinghuan frightened and stood up with that strength, the emperor patted his head with a smile and asked, "Is Huan'er feeling better? Recently, the government has been busy with government affairs, and the emperor has not seen you for some days."

Li Jinghuan forced a smile, and tried to put on an expression of admiration, "If you go back to the father, the son is already in good health."

"So, father is relieved," the emperor smiled gratifiedly, and then, as if thinking of something, he suddenly put on a stern expression, with a rage that was about to come, "That Zhao Yuan, just a slave, dared to murder the crown prince, I have to take his skin off!"

Li Jinghuan was really taken aback by his cold and stern appearance, and the expression of fear could not be stopped on his face.

Seeing his reaction, the emperor thought that he was so terrified when he recalled being pushed into the water by the most trusted person around him, so he quickly slowed down his tone and said gently: "Huan'er don't need to be afraid, father will not let you This kind of thing happens again!"

Speaking of this, the emperor pulled him back to the desk to finish, then clapped his hands, a young man in a black robe pushed the door in and saluted respectfully, "See the emperor, see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"That Zhao Yuan is still in prison, and Huan'er just needs a companion right now. No, I've chosen another one for you."

Li Jinghuan glanced at the young man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, imposing aura, deep eyes, and a fierce aura exuding from his whole body. Although he was not very old, he already looked like a dragon, a horse, and a phoenix.

However, looking at the young man in front of him, Li Jinghuan suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, what the emperor said next confirmed his premonition, "This is Zhan Chong, the youngest son of General Fuyuan's family. Let him accompany you to study in the future."

Zhan Chong? !

Isn't this the supporting character who imprisoned the main character in the plot after being changed by the author's girlfriend? !

How did he appear here? !

In fact, it is no wonder that Li Jinghuan was so surprised. After all, according to the plot of the original book, this Zhan Chong had been practicing martial arts behind closed doors at home when he was young. There is no such role as an accompanying reading for the prince.

This is why Li Jinghuan said that he is a supporting role that doesn't even deserve to have a name, because he doesn't have any role in promoting the plot at all!

If it wasn't for the author's girlfriend who forced this character into the scene, Li Jinghuan would not even remember that there is such a person!Is it too late for him to tell the emperor that he wants to change to a companion?

But seeing the hopeful expression on the emperor's face, he understood that it was obviously too late.

So Li Jinghuan could only pull out a smile, and reluctantly said to the emperor: "...My son, thank you, father."

The emperor saw that the prince seemed very satisfied with this new companion, so he nodded in relief, "If that's the case, then you should get acquainted with it."

Li Jinghuan looked a little embarrassed, why did the emperor say this like a blind date?

But he still replied politely: "I obey the order, if the emperor has nothing else to do, then I will go back to the palace to rest first."

"Then you go back first, oh, by the way, since your body is fine, then continue to study in Wenhua Hall from tomorrow."

No... wait a minute!

Is it too late for me to say that I am not in good health?