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

Chu Zhenqian said exactly what he said, making an apology is indeed an apology.

Jiang Xing bit the pillow, and the thick thread on the edge was broken by his teeth, and Chu Zhengan was still apologizing.

"Uncle Emperor," the young man opened his wet eyes, looked down, and couldn't help but tighten Chu Zhen's long hair.

"enough."

Chu Zhenqian seemed to be smiling, and finally kissed Jiang Xing, and raised his head to kiss him.

Jiang Xing was unwilling, and tilted his head to move away, but was still kissed thoroughly by the snatched lips and teeth.

Souls slipped out of the top of their heads.

The long curly hair that had just been washed was drenched with sweat, he gasped as if dying, closed his eyes and pushed Chu Zhenqian away.

"stand up."

Jiang Xing ignored him.

Chu Zhen called out to the maid, picked up Jiang Xing on a wet blanket, and took him to the bathroom next door.

The Prince Regent's Mansion is connected to the hot spring on the mountain, and the hot spring water will continue to flow at any time, and it can be released by turning the tap.

Jiang Xing couldn't sit still, and almost slipped into the water from the steps of the bath, and was so frightened that he woke up.

Chu Zhenqian gently stroked his hair: "Uncomfortable?"

"No..." Jiang Xing murmured, unwilling to look at him, "It's just that I didn't expect that the emperor would condescend to learn folk miscellaneous books and scripts."

Chu Zhenqian: "You are willing to learn, why not my king."

There is something in this plausible sentence, but Jiang Xing has no energy to think about it, and lays down by the pool, his eyelashes drooping, and a cloud of water vapor has accumulated in a short time.

Chu Zhenqian tidied him up and let him lie on his back in his arms.

"Wash your hair."

Jiang Xing: "Yes."

Long hair is very troublesome to take care of. Jiang Xing thought that he should not choose Gu Lanxing in the next world.

Gently took off the gold and jade earrings, Chu Zhenqian only left him two gold needles on the earlobe.

Perhaps there are indeed people who are naturally suited to these useless luxuries.

The more expensive and dazzling, the more suitable it is for Jiang Xing.

Chu Zhenqian: "If you were born at the knee of this king..."

He sneered, realizing that he was talking nonsense, but there was nothing to be taboo between the two of them, and continued: "The jewels and emeralds produced by the Shang Palace Bureau every month will definitely let you choose a round first, and then supply them to the palace ladies. .”

Jiang Xing said smoothly: "Why, Uncle Huang wants to change his name?"

The young man propped up his body, pressed his smooth and warm cheeks against Chu Zhengan's chest, slightly hooked his red lips, and whispered, "Father..."

Chu Zhengan's eyes were slightly sunken, and Jiang Xing's curly hair was floating freely in the water, like beautiful flowers blooming in the sea.

The young man is too stupid to even call this special title with obvious status gap naturally.

He knew very well that it violated the etiquette of a gentleman, and then he thought that he was not a gentleman, so he just indulged in it.

If Jiang Xing really gave birth to his son...

"...Father?"

That should be a tall and straight young man, he doesn't need to look at anyone's face, he likes to drink alcohol during the day, and he likes to play horses and watch flowers.No one inside or outside the palace could even think of saying a word.

In the capital and Kyushu, people all over the world say that he is extremely beautiful, and it is guessed what kind of noble woman can match him.

However, the young man took off his hair crown, and the soft and bright curly hair that outsiders have never seen falls over his shoulders, and the earlobe also hides a finely crafted pendant that only women should wear.

There should also be treasures tributed by the Western Yi, such as the pair of golden bells that are usually inaudible.

When the regent retreats back to the government, young people don't have to restrain themselves like ordinary princes.As soon as Chu Zhenqian got off his horse, he would be thrown into his arms.

He was spoiled since he was a child, so naturally he didn't know what the rules were, so he would act like a spoiled child in Chu Zhengan's arms and let him carry him into the house.

He doesn't like reading, and when he is carried into the study, he will stickyly beg Chu Zhengan not to read, calling softly, "Father."

Reality and imagination blur for a moment.

"Uncle?"

Chu Zhenqian came back to his senses, secretly sighing at the absurdity.

Jiang Xing raised his eyes slightly, leaned close to Chu Zhenqian's ear, and said with a light smile, "What was the emperor thinking just now?"

"Or..." The young man saw his random thoughts at a glance, "Father?"

"Don't make trouble." Chu Zhenqian's voice was calm, Jiang Xing hummed triumphantly, and lay down to doze off.

Chu Zhen rubbed his scalp lightly, soaking the roots of his hair, and only washed the dirty ends of his hair with saponins, and wiped the rest with clean water several times.

Jiang Xing lazily opened his eyes, "Uncle Huang can take care of people."

Chu Zhen said: "This king has been away for many years. Could it be possible that he accompanied the army and brought his attendants?"

"Close your eyes."

Jiang Xing closed his eyes tightly, the foam washed away with the current, Chu Zhenqian put the hot spring back on, and hugged him to drink.

The rice wine was mellow, and Jiang Xing wrinkled his nose, feeling like he was going to get drunk again.

Chu Zhenqian: "Did you never drink alcohol in Xiyi?"

"Rare." Jiang Xing stretched out his hand. He grabbed something too hard just now and broke the wound on the heel of his palm. "It hurts."

"Didn't you apply medicine?"

Chu Zhengan had a calm face, as if he was just saying something casually.

Jiang Xing reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "It's dropped again."

Chu Zhengan glanced at the jug, as if he wanted to pour the rice wine directly on his wound.

Jiang Xing saw it, and bit his shoulder angrily.

"Don't even think about it."

Perhaps because of the fact that Jiang Xing's attitude towards Chu Zhenqian is also more casual and casual.

Chu Zhenqian asked: "Have you seen the emperor? How is it?"

Jiang Xing looked at his expression, and said calmly: "It's not very good, it's far worse than the emperor's uncle."

Chu Zhen smiled lowly, took a sip of his wine and deliberately kissed him, but Jiang Xing refused, and all the slightly spicy turbid wine flowed down his chin and neck into the water.

Then it was endless kissing.

Chu Zhenqian never had a lover, so he touched Jiang Xing purely by instinct, curious but rude.Leave it full of itch.

Jiang Xing pushed him away, drooping his brows and eyes, "Sleepy..."

Chu Zhenqian asked: "What else?"

Jiang Xing: "Emperor?"

"Is he not in good health?" He frowned, "It looks like he's going to lose his breath. Oh yes, he does have injuries."

"Yes." Chu Zhen said dryly, "His mother and concubine died of dystocia, leaving him a sick child."

Jiang Xing smiled: "From the tone of the emperor's uncle, I really don't like their mother and child."

Chu Zhenqian: "Indeed."

Jiang Xing didn't ask why, and continued: "Rather than letting him stay in the position, thinking about it all day and getting sick, Uncle Huang, it's better to give him some leisure."

Chu Zhen laughed lowly, "What nonsense."

Jiang Xing: "Forget it if you don't admit it."

Chu Zhenqian suddenly leaned over and whispered to him: "It's not that this king doesn't want to, it's a pity that I'm afraid."

This is strange.The whole palace is full of Chu Zhen's eyes and ears, and both inside and outside the court hall are under the regent's family, so he still has a place to be wary.

Jiang Xing felt sorry for the emperor. If he had been sitting there, he would have closed his eyes and handed over the throne to Chu Zhen.

Chu Zhen said: "You will know later."

Jiang Xing added: "Oh, that's right."

"He wants me to undress."

Chu Zhenqian's complexion darkened, and his smile was slightly restrained, "This king knows."

The complaint was successful, and Jiang Xing was finally able to use Chu Zhenqian to avenge the revenge that the emperor made a joke of yesterday, and he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

"Uncle Huang, take me back after drinking."

Chu Zhenqian slowly wiped away the wine stains from the corners of his lips.

"I didn't even want you to go by yourself."

Although Chu Zhengan has a bad temper, he is quite good at pampering others. As long as he is willing, Jiang Xing doesn't have to think about anything.

Forget about his own identity, just indulge and enjoy the moment.

The new blanket was soft and snug, and Jiang Xing soon fell asleep.Chu Zhenqian wiped the wound on his hands with ointment, which was colder and more comfortable than Chu Yan's medicine powder.

Naturally, there is no need to apply medicine to the wound on the corner of the lip, a kiss is enough.

Chu Zhengan didn't go to the study, but leaned on the soft pillow to read the brochures sent by officials from all over the world today, and with the other hand, he tangles the ends of his hair vaguely.

Jiang Xing likes this sense of connection, and feels at ease even with overlapping hair.

It doesn't need to be very deep, as long as it makes him feel each other is enough.

He buried his face in the pillow and rubbed it comfortably, then asked lazily, "What is Uncle Huang looking at?"

"Floods in the southeast." Chu Zhengan's face gradually condensed, and anger gathered between his brows, "The 3000 million taels of disaster relief funds were deducted layer by layer, and only 10 taels were allocated to the local area."

"A bunch of moths."

The book was handed over by a poor boy whom he admired, and he took the risk of losing his life. If it weren't for the guards of the palace secretly protecting him in the southeast, this scholar might have "fallen into the water" and folded in the hands of those moths.

The booklet was folded in half by him with one hand, and the paper was still not broken, like an old abscess that cannot be dug clean by officials in the southeast.

Jiang Xing pursed his lips, "Isn't it okay to kill them all?"

His thinking is simple, since these officials are doing harm to one side, why bother to continue to be rice bugs?

Chu Zhenqian stroked his hair, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Well, it won't get any better."

When Jiang Xing woke up the next day, Chu Zhenqian was no longer there. He sat up in a daze, still remembering the deal he had agreed to Chu Yan.

Chu Zhen was not there, so he carefully took out a piece of unused oil paper from the table, and wrote the word "gunpowder" crookedly.

After thinking about it, I tore it up and rewrote it.

"Official Bank"

He didn't know what Chu Yan was planning, but he instinctively felt that if the other party knew that the winery had gunpowder hidden, Chu Zhenqian might be in trouble.

Anyway, Southwest County didn't really send money over.No matter how sharp something does not exist, it will not hurt the regent.

Jiang Xing casually dug out Chu Zhenqian's old clothes from his youth and put them on. When he opened the door, he saw Jiao Huan.

He was most reluctant to stay with Jiang Xing, but he was the most useful by the prince's side, so he naturally gave it to Jiang Xing.

Jiao Huan looked troubled, lowered his head and said, "Princess."

Jiang Xing didn't bother to tease him, "I heard there is a lake in the mansion?"

"Yes."

"Take some bait, I want to feed the fish."

Jiao Huan couldn't figure out what he wanted to do again, so he took him to the lake vigilantly.

Jiang Xing seemed to be here purely for fun.The bait was packed in a white porcelain jar, and he shook the lid while holding the lid. The rustling sound immediately attracted the koi in the lake, which swarmed to compete with each other.

He tilted his head, gestured, and said, "Look at these fish."

Jiao Huan's eyes fell on the scramble for fish, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Xing: "If you hold a harpoon, it will kill two big fish at most, and it will scare the fish instead."

Jiao Huan looked pensive.

"It's better to give more bait," the young man said with a smile, "The small fish can also eat the food that leaks from the mouth of the big fish."

"The only difficult thing is how to mix a deadly bait that has both color and fragrance."

Jiao Huan stared at her: "Princess...that's an interesting statement."

Jiang Xing blinked, puzzled: "What?"

The slender fingers uncovered the porcelain jar, and poured the dried brown insect bait into the water. The tails of the fish made splashes, knocking out several young fish.

"I just want to eat fish." He licked the corners of his lips, "Sweet squirrel mandarin fish, spicy fish head with chopped peppers."

For a while, Jiao Huan couldn't figure out whether Jiang Xing had something to say, or whether it was just a coincidence that he wanted to eat fish.

After all, the flood in the southeast was such a big deal, he didn't believe that Jiang Xing didn't know about it.

Jiao Huan: "Go down and tell the cook."

Jiang Xing said: "One more thing, crucian carp soup."

"Yes."

After Jiao Huan left, Jiang Xing poured out all the remaining insect bait, carefully walked down the stone slope, and pressed the oil paper to the position Chu Yan requested.

The Prince Regent's Mansion is impenetrable, but he doesn't know how Chu Yan stretched his hand so close.

Jiang Xing was upset, and suddenly a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Princess."

Jiang Xing was startled, the rocks under his feet were covered with moss, and his body fell into the water uncontrollably.

Zhou Jingyun grabbed him, lifted him ashore easily, and said with a big smile, "It's because I didn't think carefully about it."

Jiang Xing shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay, I didn't stand firm myself."

Zhou Jingyun said: "What is the princess doing?"

"Feed the fish." Jiang Xing showed him the empty white porcelain jar, "There are too many fish, the big fish will eat up all the bait, and the little fish left is not enough."

Zhou Jingyun smiled and said, "Then what should we do?"

Jiang Xing: "Either take the big fish out and raise it alone, or send him to die as soon as possible."

Zhou Jingyun: "But if one or two big fish die, there will be small fish that will grow into big fish in the future."

Jiang Xing glanced at him strangely, his watery eyes made Zhou Jingyun's heart itch.

After the farewell yesterday, his mind was full of Jiang Xing who was licked and marked by the tiger, and he couldn't calm down even when he was reading and practicing martial arts.

Today, I visited the prince due to the flood in the southeast, and unexpectedly saw Jiang Xing in the palace again.

But Zhou Jingyun laughed secretly, if he had changed himself, he might not be able to resist letting Jiang Xing spend the night alone in the palace.

Jiang Xing: "That's something the prince should worry about in the future."

"But," he added, "Your Highness can't see it, why don't you find some people to take care of the fish, so that the fish don't grow too big."

Zhou Jingyun: "This statement makes sense."

Jiang Xing asked: "The general is leaving?"

"Exactly." Zhou Jingyun said, "But I can't continue chatting with the princess."

Jiang Xing pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It's a pity, I eat fish at noon."

"The general is going to kill fish." Zhou Jingyun smiled brightly, and slapped the handle of the knife, "Let me go."

Jiang Xing was confused, and felt that the two people he met today had something to say.

I made three fish for lunch, all of which are delicious in the world.Jiang Xing ate most of it by himself, and finally drank the crucian carp soup slowly.There is a little green onion floating on the milky white fish soup, without any fishy smell.

Chu Zhengan was too busy to go out of the study to eat, so Jiang Xing asked the maid to pack some meals, and went to find Chu Zhengan with the box.

There was soup in the box, and he walked with extra care.

I don't know if Chu Zhengan likes to eat fish.

Jiao Huan pushed open the study door for him, and for some reason looked at him with pity.

Chu Zhenqian was sitting behind the table reviewing papers, and a man in black knelt in front of the table, reporting something.

He looked up and saw Jiang Xing, "It's just right."

Jiang Xing said with a smile: "I brought lunch for Uncle Huang."

The man in black looked at Jiang Xing subconsciously, was startled by the cold gaze on his body, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Chu Zhenqian: "Come back and eat."

Jiang Xing: "What happened?"

Chu Zhen got up, picked up the cloak and put it on Jiang Xing's shoulders, fastened the buttons carefully, "Look up."

Jiang Xing raised his head and exposed the buttonhole at the base of his neck, staring blankly at Chu Zhenqian's deep outline.

Chu Zhenqian said casually: "A woman who looks like a foreign race has been caught in the suburbs of Beijing."

Jiang Xing's eyes widened, and he tightly grasped the hem of Chu Zhen's dry clothes, "Uncle Huang..."

"It says that she has a necklace that only the royal family of Xiyi can wear."

"You have paid off her kindness," Chu Zhenqian took Jiang Xing and walked out slowly, "Go and have a look."

The author has something to say:

The two conceal and deceive each other, but when the truth comes out, the unlucky one will be Uncle Huang (laughs)