[Quick Transmigration] Lord God is not happy

Pingyang Palace.

He You carefully placed his fingers on the fingers of the main god.

The Lord God was holding his hand, motionless, just looking at him quietly with his eyes open.

There was a cold air in his eyes, and gradually, he returned to silence.

He seemed sad.

The sky darkened instantly.

"pat-"

Lin Baobao touched the water drops on his face, and said in a daze, "Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden?"

He hurriedly covered King Pingyang with his robe, and persuaded: "My lord, let's go back to the room first, avoid the rain, and don't freeze your old man."

However, King Pingyang stared at He You in a daze, as if he had seen something unbelievably strange.

What's wrong with this?

Lin Baobao followed the line of sight of King Pingyang.

In an instant, his expression became the same as that of King Pingyang.

The cold rain slapped wildly on his face.

Lin Baobao didn't seem to realize it, but just looked forward in shock.

The torrential rain didn't seem to touch the clothes of His Highness the Seventh Highness and Lord He Xiaohou at all.

It seems that there is an invisible barrier separating them from this world.

He You twitched the corners of his mouth, his smile was as usual, chic and coquettish, but unexpectedly reassuring.

"I'm fine, don't be sad, Your Highness." He said softly.

The Lord God didn't answer, but just ordered 038 in a tone without ups and downs in his heart.

"I want to bind He You."

038 responded quickly, as if coaxing a child: "Okay, Your Highness, it's bound."

"I just went to investigate the reason for this change, and now I figured it out, it should be that He You's ambition suddenly changed... and this change will really make him reach the pinnacle of his life."

038 said cautiously: "When he becomes a general with many merits, your mission will be completed."

The main god let his hand be held by He You, and stared at him with star-like pupils, so the snow, which is usually not stained by dust, fell into the mountains and was covered with dust and mud.

"You want to go to the battlefield, I will accompany you." He said lightly, as if talking about a trivial matter.

However, He You frowned, and his tone unconsciously became a little more serious: "What kind of battlefield are you going to? That's not a place where children can go. You just study hard in the palace."

The Lord God said with his 12-year-old body and voice: "...I am not a child."

He You just looked him up and down with his eyes, the meaning is self-evident——

'Aren't you a child?I don't believe it! '

A few more thunderclaps exploded in the sky for no reason.

He You just realized that the patter was the sound of rainstorm falling to the ground.

And he didn't get even half a drop of raindrops.

Deep… as well.

He You didn't want to delve into the weirdness of it, so he pulled the main god to go home and take him to shelter from the rain.

The little Highness never resisted him, but stubbornly said: "Wherever you go, I will go."

Human knowledge learning...he has learned enough.

He neither pursues the way of power and imperialism, nor does he pursue the literary talent in poetry, while the rest of the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, rites, music and archery are really very simple.

The Lord God doesn't want to laugh at the experience anymore.

He just wanted to see He You.

God seems to be joking in Pingyang Palace.

It was cloudy and rainy for a while, and then it cleared again.

The broken shadows of the rainbow after the rain fell into the puddles on the ground, and the servants who were still collecting their clothes were dumbfounded.

The main god followed He You, thinking lightly in his heart.

It turned out that as long as He You was safe, he wouldn't be emotional.

**

Two years later.

From the nineteenth year of He You, wearing the armor of a general, leading eight thousand elite soldiers, tens of thousands of troops, to attack the Kingdom of Jin.

The Tianji Dynasty, which had been dormant for three years, finally took the initiative to attack. Once it attacked, it would become the most powerful Jin Kingdom in the Northwest.

He You is already a lieutenant general, if he wins this time, he will be a general.

The Lord God rides a noble white horse with a long sword on his waist, and He You rides side by side.

Xie Zheyuan was riding a maroon horse with bumps and bumps, his pale face was full of twists and turns.

A weak scholar like him is really not suitable for riding a horse, let alone going to the battlefield.

But his little ancestor stuck to the young master of the He family and wanted to go to the battlefield with him.

In order to continue his mission, he also had to force himself to study martial arts for three years, so he became a strategist in He You's army.

Lin Zian looked at this scene enviously, waved the paintbrush in his hand, and warned himself that he must draw this scene completely.

But there is always regret in his heart.

It seems that he can only watch His Highness from a distance forever, whether it is His Highness when he was a child, or the young man who has grown into the glorious young man he is now.

It would be great if he was also good at martial arts... Perhaps, like Master Xie, he could accompany them and accompany his little highness on the battlefield.

The third prince's eyes were full of worry, and he stared at the seventh brother who was going away.

He clenched his fists tightly, and stared at He You's figure again, the anger in his eyes almost broke through the sky.

He has been reborn, why is he still one step behind this person!

This time, He You is no longer a dandy, but wants to pursue a proper career and win glory for the country!

He then had no reasonable reason to keep the seventh brother away from him.

What kind of magic method did he use, and it made his seventh brother go round and round!

utterly hateful!

The third prince thought darkly.

If he wanted to go to the battlefield so much, he might as well die on the battlefield.

He will definitely remember him sincerely and hold a grand funeral for him.

but……

When He You dies, he dies.

His Xiao Qi must be safe!

Otherwise, he would have to kill He You.

**

Golden State.

Prince Jin, Jin Rulin has been very unhappy recently.

The source of all this must start from two years ago.

At that time, the imperial garden seemed to be cursed, not a single blade of grass could grow, no plants could survive no matter what method was used.

Immediately there were many ominous prophecies circulating in the palace, some said that the location chosen by the palace was not good in geomantic omen, and some said that someone must have died in vain in the imperial garden, caused by vengeful spirits.

During that time, many private and dirty things were dug out, down to the intrigue between ordinary court ladies and eunuchs, concubines and concubines who killed the emperor's dragon son.

Those who can be rehabilitated have been rehabilitated. It is really a good thing to clean up the harem of the Jin Kingdom's royal family.

Everyone is also tired, and the concubines are also tired, and they all calm down a lot.

The imperial garden was finally not so withered, but it was no longer as beautiful and prosperous as before.

Even the emperor secretly said to him: "Ru Lin, I have ordered people to build a palace in the south, and when the palace over there is completed, it's better to move there."

The emperor's eyes were full of regret: "I heard that the royal family of Tianji is rich, and there are especially many skilled craftsmen. There is also Jiangnan in Meisheng, which not only has beautiful scenery, but also has many beauties. It would be great if... it belonged to our Daikin."

This is nothing at all, they Jin Guo coveted the heart of the sky, the past two years can be said to be known to passers-by.

But that day when he went back to the palace to rest.

Jin Rulin sneered absurdly.

The original accident in the imperial garden appeared outside his palace again.

Damn it again!

What wrongdoing happened to his Prince's Palace? !

He just doesn't believe in this evil!

He ordered people to purchase all the seeds that grow well, not only flowers, but also vegetables such as sweet potatoes.

He sent people to take care of it day and night, and he invited all the doctors in agriculture.

Three months have passed.

A barren land.

Let alone planted, there is no shadow of even a leaf.

The seeds all rotted in the ground.

For a while, there was a trend of praying to God and worshiping Buddha in the Prince's Hall.

Almost everyone carries a letter of incense on their body, and they have to worship several times when they pass by the Prince's Hall.

Even the servants of the Prince's Palace dare not leave the room in the middle of the night.

If it wasn't for Jin Rulin's thunderous suppression, they wouldn't be allowed to spread the word.

I'm afraid that rumors about "the royal family of the Kingdom of Jin is unorthodox and rejected by the heavens" will be rampant.