Quick Transmigration: Don't be the hero of the show

What his mother said made Yan Mingxiu restless for a whole day. He couldn't tell whether it was because he was afraid that his choice would affect the subsequent plot of this plane, which led to the failure of the ending, or whether he had unknowingly had a deep-rooted love for Yuan Fei. .

stop...

He flicked through the pages of the book, but his mind was not on the book at all.

Suddenly, her waist tightened and she was hugged in her arms.

Without thinking about it, he knew who in the palace would dare to touch him, Yan Mingxiu secretly used his strength to break free from Yuan Feizui's arms.

Astonishment flashed across his eyes, Yuan Feizui didn't expect that he really used his true energy and pushed himself away.

Today's affairs are complicated, and I can't even talk to him, so why is he so angry?

Before Yuan Feizui could figure it out, the Zilong on the case suddenly got out of its sheath and faced his original owner majestically.

Yan Ming practiced the sword and stood, his eyes were full of complexity that Yuan Feizui couldn't understand, as if there were thousands of feet of waves rolling.

"Draw your sword and compete with me."

Yan Mingxiu's voice trembled, and his whole body tensed up.

They often compete with each other like this, but they have never fought against each other with swords like life and death enemies like this.

Yuan Feizui frowned, reached out and took the other sword on the case.

The two had already sparred several times, and they knew each other well, and now they have passed dozens of moves in an instant, and there is no winner.

The blue hair is flying, and the red candle is crying.Yan Mingxiu's side face showed a kind of indistinguishable beauty under the faint light, and his contradictory eyes were so charming that Yuan Feizui was dazed for a moment.

There was a sudden coldness on the neck, and the blade of the sword swam against the skin for a moment. Although the latter immediately withdrew the sword, it still couldn't stop the blood from seeping out.

"Why didn't you hide! You were able to hide just now!"

Yan Mingxiu was quite annoyed, his chest was heaving because of anger, and he was about to come up to check the other party's wounds, but he was suddenly crushed on the desk.

Yuan Feizui held his arms with one hand, and his whole body weight was on Yan Mingxiu's body. His breath was hot as fire, as hot as the fire of red lotus.

The eyes that are close at hand are as deep as the sea, full of affection that Yan Mingxiu understands but does not want to understand.

"Why are you so crazy, stop the bleeding quickly."

The blood seeped into his robe like red beads, leaving a deep red mark.

"You..." Before Yan Mingxiu could say anything, the man directly lowered his head and kissed his lips. A completely different breath poured into his mouth, making the young man's eyes widen.

His body still smells like that, Yuan Feizui thought about it, that kind of cold fragrance had bewitched himself as early as the first time he met this person.

"Mingxiu, I seem to really fall in love with you."

The moonlight poured in from the never-closed window, and poured on Yan Mingxiu's face like running water. Against the black and white eyes, Yuan Feizui trembled slightly.

He leaned forward, and kissed Yan Mingxiu's cheek like a feather, which was very tender.

Yan Mingxiu's thoughts were like a mess, his mind was chaotic, and he didn't know what to do.

Just as Yuan Feizui was about to take the next step, the system's notification sounded.

【New Reminder!The original ending has been fully fixed, the data will be coming in later. 】

Countless data and memories poured into his mind, which made Yan Mingxiu wake up immediately.

The scene that emerged in front of his eyes was the original owner lying in the dark palace, the air was filled with a kind of desolate decay, presumably he would die of depression in a short time.

On the other side, Yuan Feizui has already ascended the throne and is playing harmoniously with the newly conferred empress, even if he hears the news of the original owner's death, he is only dazed for a moment.

Yan Mingxiu didn't know where the strength came from, but he forcefully pushed Yuan Feizui away. He gasped in a low voice, and looked at the affectionate man in front of him with complicated emotions.

The latter seemed to understand something, and said with a wry smile: "Since Mingxiu doesn't believe my intentions, I can wait until the day when you really open your heart to me."

Even though Yuan Feizui had been away for a long time, Yan Mingxiu still couldn't escape from that painful emotion.

【warn!The host's mental stress has exceeded the standard value, if it continues to rise, it may cause irreversible consequences.For safety reasons, the host can cancel the Raiders on this plane at any time. 】

I endured the headache and turned off the system notification, but there was still a feeling of unwillingness in my heart.

How can I give up lightly, even if the mission fails in the end, it is reasonable, why not give it a go.

Although the negative emotions were suppressed, all night, Yan Mingxiu's dreams were filled with the original owner's melancholy eyes, as if silently accusing the emperor of his ruthlessness.

The next day, Yan Mingxiu didn't wake up until noon, and asked his servants to bring some porridge over, but he heard a noise coming from outside.

"What's going on out there?"

The servant who served was startled, but he was a little embarrassed and did not dare to speak.

"Is there anything you can't say in front of me?"

The maid hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "It's Miss Wu from Jizhou who came to the capital, and the prince is arranging someone to welcome her into the mansion."

I don't know if the queen in the original work is the Wu family of Jizhou, but because of this, Yan Mingxiu's already bad mood fell to the bottom.

The servant girl waited on her even more carefully, not daring to show her air.

"Then Miss Wu, have you seen it? What do you know?"

"The servant just glanced at her from a distance. Ms. Wu looks beautiful, but she is far from beautiful. I heard that she is a well-known talented woman in Jizhou. Maybe that's the case, so the prince specially asked His Majesty to marry her."

Yan Mingxiu didn't say anything, but felt that the food in his mouth was really tasteless and hard to swallow.

For several days, Yan Mingxiu never saw Yuan Feizui again, and the news from outside all said that he and Miss Wu were newly married.

At first, he still had some turmoil in his heart, but after listening to a lot, he also became numb. He read and practiced martial arts as usual, and didn't care about other things.

One day, he was admiring flowers in the garden when he heard a melodious zither sound coming through the air.This piece pierces the rocks and strikes the waves, with a majestic momentum, which is very different from ordinary qin music. It seems that the player who plays the qin has other ambitions.

It's not that he's not good at melody because he's drunk, so Yan Mingxiu couldn't help but wonder, who in this house can play such piano music?

When he saw that the person playing the piano in the pavilion was a woman, he was even more surprised.

The woman laughed at Yan Yan, got up and saluted: "This is Mr. Yan, I am a polite concubine."

Her facial features are indeed not outstanding, but combined on one face, there is an unforgettable temperament.

From her slightly raised lips, Yan Mingxiu understood that Yuan Feizui's great favor to her these days was not a lie.

Gentle and pleasant feelings, set against the mountains and rivers, how can Yuan Feizui not be intoxicated, not to mention him, even as a man, he wants to have a confidante like the person in front of him.

"Miss Wu doesn't need to be too polite."

The woman looked at him, and burst out laughing suddenly: "My family's real name is Wu Jin, if Mr. Yan doesn't dislike it, you can also call me Jin'er along with the prince in the future."

Yan Mingxiu lowered his eyes, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "I'm afraid it will be inconvenient."

Wu Jin didn't notice it suddenly, the smile on his face deepened, and after a few more words, he took the piano and left.

Yan Mingxiu looked at her disappearing figure, but was shocked suddenly, her footsteps were extremely light, and walking with the piano in her arms was effortless, as if she had martial arts in her body.

In this way, if she deliberately came to the palace, could it be that she had other plans for Yuan Feizui? !