I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

The car door closed slowly, and Jiao Huan heard Jiang Xing's ending sound with a smile.

"Shall we go back to the emperor's uncle's house?"

He shivered for no reason, jumped to the side of the groom and urged, "Go."

Zhou Jingyun could only get on the horse when he was out of the palace, and he didn't have to be with Chu Zhenqian during this passage, but he was conflicted and shocked, and silently followed Chu Zhengan's cart, hesitating to speak.

When others saw this, they could only bow their heads to get out of the way of the Prince Regent's car, not daring to look directly at this noble man who covered the sky with his hands in the imperial city.

No one believed that there would be another person sitting in the Prince Regent's car. He didn't even have any rules, and looked out the car window with great interest.

The first time Jiang Xingchu entered Beijing, he was escorted into the imperial palace, and he never took a closer look at the most prosperous imperial city in the world.

Chu Zhenqian sat back in the large soft chair, closed his eyes, and ignored him.

The regent could not see tiredness between his brows, but Jiang Xing inexplicably felt the lingering shadow on the other party.

He quietly pushed the window open more, and the hinges creaked, especially in the silent car.

He immediately stopped and glanced nervously at Chu Zhengan.Seeing that he didn't respond, he lay down on the window frame, resting his chin on his arm, staring at the palace gate with bright eyes.

As a military commander, Zhou Jingyun has excellent hearing. When he heard the window open, he thought that Chu Zhengan had something to talk to him in secret, so he immediately moved forward.

But under the moonlight, I saw a soft face.

Zhou Jingyun was stunned for a moment, and instinctively continued to walk forward, but his heart skipped a few beats, trembling for the sudden beautiful scenery.

The man tilted his head, his deep purple eyes and Zhou Jingyun looked at each other for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a simple smile.

Chu Zhen said dryly, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Xing thought he was talking about himself, and sat up straight in fright, "It's nothing."

After a flash in the pan, Zhou Jingyun came back to his senses and took the initiative to speak: "My lord, the assassination of the emperor is really interesting."

Put an interesting name on the life and death of the emperor, and say that the two men conspired against each other.

But Jiang Xing blinked, and then realized that Chu Zhenqian was not talking to him.

But Zhou Jingyun was outside, how did Chu Zhengan know that the other party came over?

The regent couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger, "He will know whether to stab or not."

I'm afraid it's just another stupid trick that he thought could bring him down because he was thinking wildly with the strength of alcohol.

He was extremely annoyed by this emperor's nephew, but he was already the most promising son of the late emperor, it was really ridiculous.

The windows opened wider as the carriage bumped.

Zhou Jingyun cast a glance into the car, and the unbelievably beautiful foreign princess was listening to their chat with relish.

Chu Zhen did not hide such a big event from the other party. Zhou Jingyun boasted that he had figured out the prince's attitude, so he nodded slightly to Jiang Xing as a gesture of goodwill.

Jiang Xing was taken aback for a moment, then narrowed his eyes with a smile, and waved slightly at him.

His smile has always been sweet and pure, which makes people feel happy and can't help showing a smile.

All the conspiracies and tricks are thrown behind, and I just feel that the world is extremely beautiful.

However, one arm reached over to close the car window, blocking the view from inside and outside.

Zhou Jingyun suddenly came back to his senses, "This subordinate resigns."

But he couldn't help but listen carefully to the conversation in the car.

"why are you laughing?"

Jiang Xing: "He's your subordinate? I think he's very interesting..."

The carriage left the palace gate and drove slowly towards the Prince Regent's Palace under the darkness of night.

The cold wind made Zhou Jingyun's nerves tense, he finally recovered from the glance, shook his head and got on the horse.

He used to drive his horse at a gallop, but today he walked slowly across the long street until the palace car turned into another road, then he reined in the horse and drove home.

The car window was told by Chu Zhenqian to close, Jiang Xing didn't have to look at it, he propped his chin boredly, his eyes fell on the giant clam on his wrist in a daze.

Chu Zhengan raised his eyes and said, "If you want to visit the capital, the king will take you there tomorrow."

"Really?" Jiang Xing said in surprise, "No need to go to court?"

"The emperor is sick, so of course he doesn't need it." Chu Zhenqian had a half-smile, sarcasm.

Jiao Huan: "My lord, we're here."

Chu Zhengan got out of the car, turned around and handed his palm inside the car, "Come on."

Jiang Xing nimbly jumped out of the car and landed beside the Prince Regent, and did not let go of his handshake.

All he could do was marvel at the majesty of the palace, but he didn't feel anything unusual, "The emperor's uncle's residence is much more beautiful than the palace."

Jiao Huan was startled, he took a peek at Chu Zhenqian's expression, then quickly lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, how do we arrange for this guest?"

His heart was complicated and unspeakable, and he couldn't figure out what the prince's attitude towards Jiang Xing was.

If someone else said what he said just now, he might have been dragged down and beheaded.

Chu Zhenqian led him to the mansion, and said, "Clean up the side room of the main courtyard."

The flowers and plants in the courtyard are elegantly designed, but not as imposing as the facade.

Just entering the mansion, Jiang Xing's whole body was slightly cold, and he felt that it was much colder than outside.

Chu Zhenqian: "There is a lake in the mansion, so it should be cooler than outside."

Jiang Xing nodded, and approached him quietly, putting his arms together to block the cool wind on one side.

Chu Zhen glanced at him dryly, "Is it cold?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Xing said with a smile, "This skirt looks the same whether you wear it or not, it's breathless."

"There are my old clothes in the house," Chu Zhen said, "you don't need to wear women's clothes anymore."

Chu Zhenqian raised his hand around Jiang Xing's shoulders and neck, half hugging and half hugging, and gathered the clothes on his shoulders for him.

Jiang Xing was startled, but he didn't resist, but his relaxed expression suddenly faded a little, and he fell silent.

When Chu Zhengan didn't expect that the young man would still have troubles, he asked casually, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Xing was not as straightforward and honest as before, shaking his head and saying, "No."

Chu Zhenqian didn't want to say more, and Jiao Huan sent Jiang Xing back to the side room to rest, and he went into the study to deal with today's leftover affairs.

The Regent isn't just talking about the title with a joke.The faction of the prime minister can push the emperor to rectify Chu Zhengan all day long, that is to say, he has the advantage of having no political affairs.

Jiang Xing looked back at Chu Zhenqian's back, and asked, "Does the emperor do so many government affairs every day?"

Jiao Huan replied: "Today's Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet has been delayed for some time, but... usually it is almost late at night before I can sleep peacefully."

Even if there is no palace banquet, there will always be other complicated and trivial matters.

Chu Zhenqian handles government affairs every day, and turns his head to guard against the emperor.Jiang Xing thought for a while, and felt that the other party was more diligent and dedicated than the cows who plowed the land, and immediately showed pity.

Jiao Huan looked at his expression, hesitated to speak.

Forget it, he didn't really want to know what terrible things Jiang Xing was thinking.

Jiao Huan sent Jiang Xing to the bedroom. The servants had just cleaned it. The copper stove was lit with a light fragrance to help sleep. The bedding was soft and smelled of clean saponins after being exposed to the sun. I don’t know how much better than the environment in the palace. .

Jiao Huan said: "This subordinate will not disturb your rest."

As soon as he closed the door and left, the guards in the mansion handed him a letter.Jiao Huan read it, and went back to the study to report to the prince.

In the study room, only a bright candle was lit on the table, and Chu Zhengan frowned as he looked at the documents sent by the officials below.

"What's the matter?"

Jiao Huan: "The palace replied that the assassin was not caught."

"Got it." Chu Zhen rubbed his brows dryly, "Where's Jiang Xing?"

"It should be ready to rest." Jiao Huan said.

Coincidentally, the door of the study was knocked lightly the next moment, and Jiang Xing asked tentatively, "Uncle Emperor?"

Chu Zhenqian threw down the official documents of the counties, "Come in."

Jiang Xing first cautiously leaned half his body in, and saw that Chu Zhenqian was sitting at the desk, then stepped into the room with confidence, and walked quickly to the desk.

Said he was stupid, but now he happened to stop at a position where he couldn't see the paperwork on the table.

Jiao Huan stopped his words from swallowing, thinking it was a coincidence.

Jiang Xing changed into normal clothes, which were old clothes from Chu Zhenqian's youth, and even the best materials seemed outdated and pale.But he is still tall and straight like a small green bamboo, slender and energetic.

But Chu Zhengan glanced at his muscles and bones, still thinking about the black and gold dress under the night just now.

The palace didn't have any servants who served him personally, and Jiang Xing didn't know how to do his own hair, so he casually draped his hair around his shoulders.

"Uncle Huang, I forgot to tell Kidou that I was leaving the palace." He rubbed his cheek and said embarrassedly, "She will definitely be angry."

"The king's people will tell her." Chu Zhenqian ignored it lightly, and asked instead: "Is there anything else?"

Jiang Xing hesitated for a moment, "Isn't Uncle still resting?"

He seemed to be entangled in some important matter, his fingertips unconsciously scratched the seam of the cuff, his eyes wandered.

Can't hide anything.

Chu Zhenqian said casually, "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Xing looked at Jiao Huan hesitantly.

"Say." Chu Zhenqian narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Can, can you let him go out first." Jiang Xing whispered, subconsciously approaching Chu Zhen to do it, "It's very important."

Chu Zhenqian took two miscellaneous books to cover the official document, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Xing, "Come here."

Jiang Xing's expression relaxed, and he still dropped his chin to Chu Zhengan's palm as in the palace, cupped his wrist, and touched the bunch of cold giant clams.

Jiao Huan lowered his eyes, waiting for the prince to make a decision.

Although he knew that the result must be according to Jiang Xing's will.

Chu Zhenqian: "Go out."

"Subordinates retire."

The candle flame was blown by the wind for a moment, Jiang Xing turned his head, his eyes were moist and transparent.

Chu Zhenqian's heart moved, his knuckles gently scraped his cheeks, and his voice softened unconsciously: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xing slowly leaned over as if he had made up his mind.

Chu Zhen narrowed his eyes dryly, still holding the opponent's chin with his palm.

Jiang Xing said: "Actually, I lied to you."

"Did you lie to me?" Chu Zhengan said lightly.

Jiang Xing pursed his lips and said, "It's a lie to say that I'm not afraid of you crushing the royal court."

"My life belongs to the princess."

Chu Zhen's dry eyes were slightly cold, "So?"

"The princess gave me the last order." Jiang Xing's eyelashes trembled slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and her teeth were as white as pearls. "It is to marry the ruler of the Central Plains on her behalf and protect her home."

Chu Zhenqian sneered lightly.

"Stupid." He commented lightly, "She let you go through this for her, which is to hand over the Xiyi royal court to this king."

Jiang Xing was powerless to argue, bit his lower lip, and finally said: "Actually, not yet?"

He knelt down completely on the ground, his cheeks softly pressed against Chu Zhenqian, the tails of his eyes were reddish, and he was about to say something.

"I didn't know until I came here..." He tightened his fingers, "The Central Plains is not the Emperor's Central Plains, but...your Uncle Emperor's Central Plains."

Chu Zhenqian looked unpredictable.

"so,"

Jiang Xing straightened his upper body, brushed his wet lips over the fabric, and raised his eyes to look at Chu Zhenqian.

"Can you let me save the royal court for the princess?"