What should I do if I see the male protagonist? [Transmigration Book]

The second prince is probably the existence that all the careerists in the Yin Dynasty don't want to have a relationship with.

Since Yin Shengle came to this world, he has heard from time to time that he is the name of the second brother who does not think about making progress. In the novel he has read, the second prince has no sense of existence from the beginning to the end. It seems that other than eating, drinking and having fun , there is nothing worthy of his attention in this world.

Yin Shengle has not yet been able to formally meet with the second prince.

Compared with the fourth prince who has a sweet face and a bitter heart, and the fifth prince who completely shows his malice on his face, it seems that this second brother will be a good person to get along with.

Yin Shengle didn't remember the contents of that novel comprehensively. He often had to meet the characters in the book in person before he could remember a few things about the characters.

But towards this second prince whom he had never met, he always had a vague sense of rejection in his heart.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, Empress Shang was so busy that she couldn't rest for a moment, but the emperor was free. Whenever he had time, he called Yin Shengle to him and asked about his youngest son's studies. Jingshu is not too cold, but he is a slightly mature "adult" anyway, so he can be said to be able to handle the schoolwork of children of this age with ease.

Besides, although the emperor said that he was teaching Yin Shengle his homework, his attitude was not serious. Instead, he hugged the child on his lap. Every time Yin Shengle answered a question, the emperor would feed him a piece of snacks at hand. .

"Hi'er." Yin Shengle rubbed his stomach, feeling that he didn't need to eat any more lunch today.

The emperor was obviously very satisfied with his "young and early wisdom", and he accidentally fed the child. He stroked Yin Shengle's little head, and boasted: "It can be seen that Xiaoqi also worked hard in the imperial study, Daddy I am very relieved."

His attitude towards his son was not as unscrupulous as Queen Shang's doting. The emperor showed an extremely funny sense of division in front of Yin Shengle: he seemed to want to be a strict father, but often the emperor's face was when he saw the youngest son. After that, if you can't keep it for a blink of an eye, it will turn into a silly dad's smile.

The emperor wanted to praise his son for doing well in his homework, but he was unwilling to exaggerate too much. Even if he felt that Yin Shengle was worthy of those exaggerated praises, he would not say it easily. Even the chief eunuch around him His Highness the Seventh Prince of Flattery is a child prodigy like no one in ten thousand, smart, intelligent and beautiful, the emperor just twisted his short beard on his chin, suppressing his pride: "He is so small, how can he deserve such praise?" gone?"

Yin Shengle watched her father and the chief eunuch come and go speechlessly, one holding it as much as possible, the other humbly smiling, and putting aside himself as the righteous master—oh no, the emperor still remembers him Son, Yin Shengle looked at the delicious snack that was handed to her mouth again, with the aroma of milk, and the emperor's father who was flattered so complacently.

"Daddy, Xiaoqi will be full if he eats any more." Yin Shengle covered his mouth.

The emperor was taken aback, and put the snack back in his hand.

Yin Shengle said again: "Before Xiaoqi came here, I was told by my mother that tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and today the eldest sister is going to enter the palace. I want me to remember not to eat too much, and to keep my stomach open for the big sister to return. I have a reunion dinner with my parents."

He performed childish speech.

The emperor blushed, and began to stroke his beard again: I've been too busy these days, and I haven't been close to my son for a long time, and if I was not careful, I was so happy to feed my son...

Thinking of Empress Shang's cold face, the emperor froze.

He and his wife were childhood sweethearts. When they were young, they didn't have much love for each other. When they mentioned each other in front of others, it was the head of the so-and-so young man on the hill next door. He was also a little famous in the bandit circle. Characters, you can count yourself as acquainted with each other.

In fact, the two of them grew up together when they were young, and they also competed with each other. Although they were the same age, Empress Shang grew up faster than the emperor, and beat the emperor to the ground several times.

Later, the two became husband and wife, but they were extremely close.

But fate is fickle.

Who would have thought that the former dynasty would fall as soon as it said it would, and the world would be chaotic as soon as it said it, but this ordinary bandit couple would become the emperor and empress of the new dynasty?

At this time, what was between the two of them was not just those little conflicts.

The emperor was reluctant to think about these things.

He picked up his son and said: "It's all father's fault, I forgot for a while, anyway, there is still some time before the banquet at your mother's place, why don't we father and son go around the imperial garden and help you digest?"

Yin Shengle nodded: "Then dad, let me down, I can walk over by myself."

"Little Qi has grown up, so he won't ask Daddy to hug him?" The emperor held the child, pretending to be disappointed.

Yin Shengle could easily use his short legs to keep up with his father's deliberately slow pace. He shook his head and said, "A Hui didn't let anyone carry him away when he was three years old. Daddy, I But I am a five-year-old boy, and I have not only grown taller, but also gained a lot of weight during this period of time. Dad is usually so busy, and it is so hard to take such a short break. How can I make Dad tired again? ?”

What he said was extremely appropriate. The emperor was moved, and noticed the name in his son's mouth: "A Hui? It seems that Xiao Qi and the Shen family child get along well."

Yin Shengle suddenly nodded his head several times.

When there is no conflict of interest, the male protagonist is certainly not a difficult person to get along with, and he is really gentle and very patient when dealing with children. Well done, couldn't be more caring.

"Father, you don't know, A Hui is fine!" Yin Shengle boasted habitually, and in a blink of an eye, he thought that Shen Hui had left the palace house, and he didn't know about Linchuan Hou Shizi's wretched father, and Liu's wretch. Xin's stepmother, and the worse people in the Marquis of Linchuan... Will they embarrass Shen Hui?

Will they attack Shen Hui as their companion because they are jealous?

After all, the old Marquis of Linchuan is old, and the whole house is full of his descendants. Even if he wants to protect Shen Hui, how much can he protect? How much can he protect the poor boy without hesitation? Lord?

Yin Shengle's thoughts were spinning. He turned his head and saw the golden dragon shape on the upper cuff of his father's black coat. He felt that he could do something.

"Sigh." Yin Shengle sighed heavily, "No matter what A Hui does, he is very careful and careful. Not only me, but even Aunt Qiurong and Master Liu like him very much."

"Isn't this a good thing? Why are you sighing, Xiaoqi?"

Yin Shengle quickly glanced at both sides. The emperor saw that his nervous movements were cute and funny, so he quietly waved his hands behind him, telling the palace people to stay behind. Yin Shengle saw that there was no one around him, so he said: "Daddy, you don't know that in A Hui's family, no one cares about him except Marquis Linchuan!"

The emperor paused when he heard this, and raised one of his eyebrows. Yin Shengle suddenly realized that the original body's raised eyebrows were exactly the same as the emperor's. He immediately understood that the emperor probably thought that Shen Hui was complaining to himself on purpose. In order to win his sympathy.

But in fact, Shen Hui doesn't like to be sentimental about his life experience in front of him, and he rarely even mentions the Linchuan Hou Mansion.

The reason why I know that Shen Hui is not doing well is because I have already read that novel.

In order not to let the emperor leave a bad impression on Shen Hui of calculating the prince's sympathy, Yin Shengle resolutely dumped the blame on his other companion: "If I hadn't heard from Wu Yi, I would never have thought that there would be such a thing in this world. Such irresponsible parents!"

The emperor's eyebrows fell back again, and he deliberately asked curiously: "Oh? Xiao Qi told Dad carefully?"

"Didn't the Mid-Autumn Festival ask them to go out of the palace and go home for a reunion? They both went to pack their things, and I was bored and had nothing else to do, so I went to A Hui and found that Wu Yi was also in his house." Inside, they are persuading A Hui to go back to Li Guogong's mansion with him for the festival."

Li Wuyi really wanted to bring Shen Huiguai back to his home. Of course, his purpose was not only to let Li Guogong see how good and lovable his little friend was, but also to tell Shen Hui to avoid going back to Linchuan Hou's mansion and being treated coldly again. .

Although the starting point was very good, Li Wuyi's stubborn mind obviously failed to imagine that if Shen Hui didn't go home for the annual reunion festival and stopped serving under the Marquis of Linchuan, then his reputation would be ruined by the Liu family. What does Shi and others pass on.

Shen Hui naturally rejected Li Wuyi's kindness again.

"Although I am young, I also know that the Mid-Autumn Festival is a time for the whole family to live together. It is really inappropriate for Wu Yi to say this, but he has always been straight-tempered and rough-hearted. I thought, a little bit about his two That's enough, but for some reason, as I was talking, it was talking about Linchuan Hou Shizi." Yin Shengle stuck out his tongue pretending to be cute.

Linchuan Hou's son took advantage of Shen Hui's biological mother's pregnancy and got involved with the Liu family, and the result was that his wife died of dystocia in anger, even the emperor had heard a little bit.

The emperor frowned again.

Yin Shengle deliberately pretended not to notice: "I'm afraid that Ah Hui's life at home is not very good, but he...he never mentioned it to me. If Wu Yi didn't fight for him, I still don't know about Linchuan. The Hou Mansion treats him so badly..."

Yin Shengle grabbed the emperor's sleeve: "Father, why, or during the palace banquet, you made a decree to call both Ahui and Wu Yi into the palace? Wu Yi is not good at homework, and before leaving the palace, I was worried that I would He won’t be beaten to death by Li Guogong; Ahui’s family looks like that, what if he is hungry and thin? I just watched him eat together every day, so I raised him a little bit stronger.”

He raised his hand and put his thumb and index finger together in front of his eyes to make an almost invisible length comparison, the emperor laughed out loud: "Okay, let's call them in so you can take a good look at them, alas, we Xiaoqi will also miss them people?"

"Xiao Qi misses her parents, and her sister day and night!" Yin Shengle jumped up happily, "But now A Hui and Wu Yi are also my people, so of course I have to protect them. Don't allow others to bully you!"

"Come on, can you bully yourself?"

"Daddy talks nonsense, where did I bully them?"