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

The grand ceremony for the canonization of the crown prince had already been prepared three years ago. Although the sudden move of the father and son caught everyone by surprise, the enthronement of the crown prince and the new king was only a few steps away. Ministers of the Ministry of Rites Life and death quickly rushed out the suitable sacrificial rites, and temporarily changed some procedures, so that Yin Shengle's enthronement ceremony went smoothly.

"It's still a bit crude."

After the ceremony, the Supreme Emperor said regretfully.

Empress Shang passed by him: "If it is useful, it is useless to deal with those bells and whistles."

The Supreme Emperor coughed: "The Nangong Palace has been repaired, Bannu, when shall we move there?"

Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, they, as the previous emperors and empresses, can no longer live in the two most central palaces of the palace. Moving away from the Qihuang Palace itself represented their trust in the new emperor and their surrender of power.

Empress Shang took off a bracelet on her wrist, and thought for a while: "I will finish moving it in seven days, what about Xiaoqi?"

From the beginning to the end of the grand ceremony, it took a full five hours. Now the whole sky has darkened, and more power handovers have to come slowly. Everyone is tired after finishing the most important process in the first day. panic.

The Supreme Emperor replied: "He went to Chonghua Palace to rest."

The movements of Empress Shang's hands paused: "...Young man."

Now the Supreme Emperor also reacted, his complexion was still not very good: "Xiaoqi, did he recognize it?"

"It's not that you don't know what it looks like when your son is stubborn."

She rolled her eyes at the Supreme Emperor and walked into the bedroom.

In Chonghua Palace.

Several princes who had already been crowned kings did not come back, but Yin Shengle's original courtyard was still well preserved, clean and tidy, and could be occupied at any time.

Returning to the most familiar environment, Yin Shengle took off the heavy crown robe that symbolized the emperor's status, washed up briefly, and rolled into the bed.

According to his old habits, there was no incense on the brand-new quilt, only the good smell from the sun.

Yin Shengle rolled for a while, feeling uncomfortable.

Then he got up and called Chen Ping: "Where is your Master Shen?"

During the few years Chen Ping stayed in the imperial capital, he had been sending news to Yin Shengle and others in the northwest, and contacting his subordinates. Now he has become much more stable, but when he suddenly realized that his master was not an ordinary friend to Shen Hui, At the time of friendship, he was still taken aback.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Mr. Shen said that he is resting in the courtyard today."

Chen Ping answered carefully, and told him rationally that it was best not to meddle in the affairs between these two.

Sure enough, he saw Yin Shengle raised his brows, and instead of getting angry, he fell into deep thought.

After a while, Yin Shengle grabbed the outer robe on the bed and put it on his body: "It's fine, I'll go to him to rest tonight."

Chen Ping lowered his head and trembled all over. He had an inexplicable sense of seeing the emperor's imperial concubine. He was only stunned for a few moments, and immediately turned to follow Yin Shengle. The two of them met Aunt Qiurong halfway, and Yin Shengle seemed to have just thought about it. He woke up as if he still had such a tail behind him, and told Chen Ping to stay in the main courtyard and not to follow.

After more than three years, Chen Ping's much more mature face wrinkled into a bitter melon again under Aunt Qiurong's gaze.

The courtyard was still lit with lights.

Shen Hui collected his belongings and put them into a small cage——Yin Shengle has already ascended the throne, he is no longer a prince, and he also has an official position, and he is already an adult, so he is no longer fit to live in the palace .

It's just that although he quickly put away his things, he never thought about how to speak to Yin Shengle.

Shen Hui seldom calmed down to seriously think about the intimate and secret relationship between himself and Yin Shengle, or to put it bluntly, he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it deeply.

There are several bamboo slips on the bookshelf, all of which he carved out by himself bit by bit in the past years. He blunted many carving knives before he forced himself to learn not to think about his mother's hatred.

Later, when he wanted to take the imperial examination, his life became more and more busy, so he had less time to dwell on those old bloody cases. Later, when he arrived in the northwest, he had to organize the military preparations for Yin Shengle, and he also had to prevent His Highness' prescription from being snooped by others After going there, he still waited anxiously for the message from Yin Shengle from the grassland every day - all of this filled all his mind.

But now that the new king has succeeded to the throne, he has been free all of a sudden, and the years of hatred suddenly surged into his heart again.

In Linchuan Hou's Mansion, the man who gave him his other half of blood has not yet paid his life.

just now.

His Highness is already the emperor, and he can take revenge at any time, because His Highness...at least at this time, he still pampers himself.

It's just dealing with a white body in the Hou's mansion.

Even if there was no reason, the emperor did what he did, and no one dared to comment.

can.

This will tarnish His Highness's reputation.

Shen Hui was unwilling to do this.

When Yin Shengle was only a prince, he didn't dare to act rashly for his own personal hatred, for fear that he would bring a stain on His Highness; now that Yin Shengle is the emperor, Shen Hui is even more timid. He is familiar with history books and knows the world very well. How harsh people are to an emperor who does not want to marry a wife, adopts his sister's child, and has a very bad reputation in the first half of his life.

He didn't feel sleepy at all, took out the things in the cage repeatedly, put them back in again, sat under the lamp, sighed helplessly.

Yin Shengle came in at this time.

The black robe cruising the red dragon hangs loosely on his shoulders, his hair is untied, and the skirts are also slightly spread out, his bright black eyes are full of smiles: "A Hui, you haven't rested yet, yes Are you waiting for me?"

Shen Hui subconsciously got up and saluted, before he could say "see Your Majesty", Yin Shengle stretched out his long arms and hugged him into his arms: "I am too happy to sleep!"

He saw the hesitation between Shen Hui's brows, but he didn't reveal it. Instead, he hugged Shen Hui's waist and lifted it up. In Shen Hui's small exclamation, he hung his knees on his arms , just hugged him like this, and turned a big circle around the room.

The sudden sense of weightlessness made Shen Hui unable to continue entangled with the original thoughts in his mind. He instinctively clenched Yin Shengle's clothes, pressed his face to his thick chest, and could vaguely smell the acacia: "Your Majesty, please let me down..."

He felt dizzy.

But Yin Shengle is still fine. Hearing this, he didn't put Shen Hui down immediately, but carried him into the room, put him beside the bed, and then helped him to sit on the edge of the bed: "A Hui."

Yin Shengle held Shen Hui's hand tightly, clasping his five fingers tightly: "I am very happy today. Although I was nervous and a little scared at the beginning, I am still very happy."

"From now on, I don't have to be afraid of anything anymore." Yin Shengle risked his life to win the Northwest, of course, for the throne.

Only when he becomes the emperor can he control the Great Yin in a legitimate way, and then he can slowly change the world in his own way, and only then can he protect his lover in the safest and most effective way.

"A Hui, A Hui, when will you be my queen?"

The deep and magnetic voice is full of sweetness.

Shen Hui looked at him: "Your Majesty, for the king..."

"I won't marry someone else as my queen, no matter if it's a man or a woman." Yin Shengle lowered his head and bit the back of Shen Hui's hand lightly, "If you don't want to be a queen, then what kind of noble concubine Jieyu, you Whatever you like is what you want, anyway, it’s only you.”

Shen Hui saw now that he was going to mess around with him. He took a deep breath and said, "I am Your Majesty's subject."

"This is a work matter. I'm telling you, it's a family matter. Public and private matters must be separated." Yin Shengle continued his offensive with a cheeky face.

Shen Hui retreated again and again, arguing with him about why a man cannot be a queen.

In the end, he was still cornered. After all, no matter how many reasons he had, he couldn't resist a fool who dared to overthrow all the reasons.

"Men cannot give birth to royal heirs."

"Repeat the same old tune, since I like you, I was already prepared to have no children."

"A man is the queen, and it is not suitable for etiquette."

"What is etiquette? It's just something that serves the royal family. Since ancient times, there have been few emperors who have changed etiquette?"

"It is against the law of heaven for men to be compatible."

"God is not so busy meddling in so many things. If it is really against the law, he should have sent a thunderbolt to kill me when we kissed for the first time. Ahui, Ahui, I am so tired today. Only by kissing can Ahui get up~~"

The two were talking, and somehow they both sat on the bed, Yin Shengle fell into Shen Hui's arms, and refused to get up.

Shen Hui lifted him several times, but he didn't lift this man away from him, so he could only let him play tricks like many times before: "You just like to make things difficult for me."

I'm a little bored.

Yin Shengle rubbed against him: "It's because you always can't let go. When you were angry with me, you were so aggressive, but you always wanted to hide your true thoughts." He paused, and his tone became serious Some, "A Hui, I never lied to you."

Shen Hui was also stunned: "Your Highness and I are monarchs and ministers."

"Monarchs and ministers can also be lovers." Yin Shengle immediately connected.

"If this is the case, the court will be in chaos." Shen Hui looked sad, "This is not good for His Highness."

After a period of silence, Yin Shengle asked him softly: "Then Ahui, you wronged and suppressed yourself for my own good, why?"

Shen Hui was stopped by his question, and he was firmly pressed in the bottom of his heart, that thing he didn't dare to think about tried to break through the lock he set for himself again: "I am your subject."

"No, I don't want you to be just a courtier, A Hui, I love you, I like you, I don't want you to always put yourself so low." Yin Shengle suddenly moved, hugged Shen Hui and turned over, letting the latter Lie on yourself, "You understand, you are clear, but what are you afraid of?"

Shen Hui panicked.

His waist was firmly locked by Yin Shengle, and his straddling posture made the two of them intimate, which of course made Shen Hui's heart flustered even more: "I..." He opened his mouth, seeing his mother's bony appearance suddenly appeared in my mind.

Then there was the hideous face of the blood father.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, but it was the little highness he had been with for a long time. He used to be happy that only he knew the gentleness of the little highness. Later, he gradually regarded Yin Shengle as a reliable friend, and later decided to assist him in creating a new life. A career... In fact, during this process, the unspeakable throbbing that dare not face it has long been tenacious and obstinate like grass blades in the cracks of the rock.

Yin Sheng was happy to see him remain silent, and while feeling disappointed, he felt a little distressed.

You shouldn't push him like that anymore.

In the past few years, the closest contact between the two is nothing more than the entanglement between their lips and teeth.

Yin Shengle felt that he could bear it any longer. As for the poisonous blood in his heart that kept clamoring to tear this person apart, he was used to suppressing it.

"A Hui..." He raised his eyes, but saw Shen Hui's face filled with scarlet clouds, and beside his ears was the soft sound of fabric falling.

Shen Hui pinched the clothes that had slipped down his arms awkwardly, the loose strands of hair were dangling on his chest, and the shadows of the lights were scattered.

He turned his face away, avoiding Yin Shengle's sight: "Chen...I can't stay in the palace."

Yin Shengle tensed up completely: "...Ah? Ah..."

"Your Majesty!" Shen Hui's voice became embarrassing and angry, and the amber-like eyes were full of tears, timidly, mixed with a kind of anxious and angry anger, and the moon-like face suddenly became charming.

"Okay, all, it's all up to you..." Yin Shengle's brain almost stopped functioning. Although he had imagined countless times in his dreams, this was the first time he actually operated it. He thought that since the other party was so proactive Of course, I couldn't show my timidity, and I didn't realize what I had promised. Instead, I inserted my fingertips between the fabric and the snow skin, held my breath, and carefully, with a pilgrimage-like expression, trembling hands, peeled off the skin. up.

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