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

After another half a month like this, Yuan Feizui stayed by Yan Mingxiu's side every day, but the latter was always a bit lukewarm.

I don't know what happened in the court these days, Yuan Feizui's face was quite tired, and he didn't even have time to talk to Yan Mingxiu at night, so he fell asleep.When he woke up early in the morning, Yuan Feizui changed into a brocade robe.

Seeing that Yan Mingxiu woke up, he said, "Father ordered me to go to various counties and counties for inspection, and I'm afraid it will take several months to come back." His words seemed like a husband who was traveling far away was telling his wife.

Yan Mingxiu lowered his eyebrows and looked down, but he was extraordinarily abiding by his duties as a courtier: "I wish the prince a safe journey."

Yuan Feizui thought for a while, but still called the housekeeper: "When I'm not around, Mingxiu is the master of this palace, do you understand?"

The housekeeper knew the importance and immediately nodded.

A secret joy flashed in Yan Mingxiu's heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

"It's good to wait for me to come back." Yuan Feizui pressed a kiss on his forehead lightly, still affectionately.

It would be too false to say that he was not moved, Yan Mingxiu looked at his receding figure, but his heart was depressed but a little heavier.

It turned out that after being drunk, Yan Mingxiu's original sleep became worse again.It was late autumn now, how cool was the autumn wind, and his figure became thinner and thinner.

It was a cloudy day again, and the light in the house was dim, even the light from the candle was swallowed up, swaying in the wind.

"Young Master Yan, someone sent a greeting card."

Yan Mingxiu thought it was for Yuan Feidrunk, so he put it aside casually.When I was free, I accidentally opened the greeting card, and I instantly woke up.

The invitation was actually sent by Xiaoyao Jiange, stating that the martial arts conference will be held in Zhongzhou in half a month, if he is free, he can come by himself.

Yan Mingxiu wanted to go out to relax, and was even more ecstatic when he got this opportunity.Thinking that he would arrive here in about five days, he entrusted all the affairs of the house to the housekeeper, said goodbye to his mother, packed up and went out by himself.

Trapped in that palace for several months, now that he has set foot on the familiar land again, Yan Mingxiu feels as if he has passed away.

The scenery of mountains and rivers is majestic and open, which makes people feel refreshed and happy. The depression in my heart caused by the original non-intoxication a few days ago has gradually dissipated, but I have regained the feeling of walking alone with a sword in the past.

The martial arts conference attracted countless heroes. Along the way, Yan Mingxiu met many martial arts figures, including Xiaoyao Jiange disciples.

"Brother Yan, are you really here?"

Yan Mingxiu smiled and said, "Junior brother Zhao has grown a lot since I haven't seen him for a few months."

Seeing his long-lost fellow apprentice, Yan Mingxiu was deeply moved, and gave him all the money: "The next Spring Festival, when senior is not by your side, I will give you a red envelope first."

Those young men went happily, and Yan Mingxiu met the elder of Xiaoyao Jiange this time, the deputy head Wang Biancai.

"The disciple has seen the uncle."

Wang Biancai nodded lightly: "In the past few months, you have never neglected your own skills, very good."

Yan Mingxiu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart: "The disciple has failed the trust of the elders, so he can only settle down in a corner and drag out his life."

"When you are in the palace, isn't it a kind of practice?"

The two were talking, but they heard a familiar voice from ahead: "Master... There are still ten miles left, and we will arrive at Yangliu Villa."

"Mingxiu?"

"Yue Han?"

The man in front of him was dressed as a Confucian scholar, gentle and refined, if he hadn't held a long sword, he might be mistaken for a noble son of some family, but it was Ling Xiaojian Yuehan who was called Xiaoyao's second son with Yan Mingxiu in the past.

The two are about the same age and have similar martial arts skills, and they can be regarded as Yan Mingxiu's best friends when he was in the sect.

Now that they reunited after a long absence, Yue Han stepped forward and gave him a big hug: "You kid, you didn't even send us a letter after you went to the palace, I don't know how much your uncle and uncle are worried about you. "

Yan Mingxiu glanced at the deputy head, his eyes were full of guilt.

Fortunately, Yue Han was also good at talking, so he immediately said loudly: "You and my brother are reunited, we must not get drunk tonight."

It just so happened that those few young disciples had also purchased everything, and everyone got on their horses together, and the group galloped mightily towards Yangliu Villa.

The juniors were young and loved to be competitive, so they ran to the front in no time.The deputy head smiled and said nothing, and was worried about their safety, so he followed behind unhurriedly.Yan Mingxiu and Yue Han were the slowest, so they came in last.

"How is Mingxiu doing in the palace?"

"Indescribable."

Yue Han narrowed his fox eyes slightly: "In other words, life is not going well."

Yan Mingxiu looked at him sideways: "Why don't you become the Second Prince's staff?"

Yue Han smiled and said, "That's impossible, I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned, not like your white and tender flesh, which attracts people."

Yan Mingxiu's expression froze, and he said calmly, "Even you look at me like that?"

Yue Han said suspiciously: "I see that your temperament is very different from before, could it be that the second prince really treats you..."

Yan Mingxiu smiled bitterly: "If I said I fell in love with a man, would you laugh at me?"

It was rare for Yue Han to show surprise in his eyes: "Then the second prince has some tricks to seduce people's hearts. He has deceived my Mingxiu's heart in just a few months."

Yan Mingxiu glared at him angrily, and raised his whip: "You can shut up if you can't speak."

Yue Han glanced at Yan Mingxiu indiscriminately. If it was the past, this guy must have had red ears, but now he turns a blind eye to such teasing words. It seems that he has indeed changed a lot during this period of time.

But, why did I feel a little uncomfortable when I heard him say that I was tempted by the second prince?

Probably this is the feeling of the raised cabbage being gouged by the pig.Yue Han drove his horse to catch up with the man, and said, "Are you sincere to him?"

Really couldn't be more true.Yan Mingxiu didn't intend to say such a thing, but just snorted coldly.

Yue Han pondered for a moment: "In this way, it should be that he is not good enough for you, this is easy to handle."

He suddenly laughed wickedly, and Yan Mingxiu couldn't help being curious: "What can you do?"

"Simple, the two of us are inseparable. It won't be long before the news will reach the second prince. We'll just see his reaction then."

Yan Mingxiu frowned and said: "This plan is indeed feasible, but as long as I think of me pretending to be intimate with you, I will feel unspeakably disgusting."

"Mingxiu, how can we say that the two of us are also known as Xiaoyao's friendship, how can you treat me like this... hey, Mingxiu, wait for me, don't ignore me!"