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

This day, Yin Shengle failed to persuade Shen Hui to stay in the palace, and Shen Hui's reason was also very legitimate-it's not good for him as a tutor, he just showed up for a day and a half, and then he was caught by someone again. Tossing had to be absent.

No matter how thick-skinned this "someone" is, he would be too embarrassed to rob someone with two little dolls.

"Oh, sure enough, once you have a child, your focus will not be on me." Yin Shengle pretended to complain, her fingers were very restless, and she insisted on rubbing between Shen Hui's fingers, reluctant to let go.

"Your Majesty gave me the position of Prince Tai Tuo, isn't it just to teach His Royal Highness the Prince?"

"Where do you want to go?" Yin Shengle said with a smile, "Since Fubao has been adopted under my knees, he is my child, and of course it is yours. You don't want to live in the palace and spend a long time with your child." Living in two places is not conducive to the cultivation of father-son relationship between you two."

He raised his eyebrows, his handsome face was filled with the words of being proud of the spring breeze, his eyes were soft and seemed to have boundless friendship: "Could it be that Ah Hui is so smart and has a clear mind, but he can't see the kindness of his husband?"

The blush on Shen Hui's ears spread to his cheeks in a flash: "Your Majesty just joked."

"That's true. Could it be that Ahui is going to forget about those few nights of affection again and refuse to admit it?" Yin Shengle leaned back and raised his legs in a daze, "This is really Xiao Qi. It’s sad, I’ve been treated like that by others, but someone still refuses to admit it.”

Shen Hui's eyebrows twitched wildly, he took a deep breath, but his voice was still a little trembling, he didn't know whether it was anger or shame: "Your Majesty, if you don't have any orders, I will leave first, and His Royal Highness and the Crown Prince are still here Donggong is waiting for the minister to go back."

"Those two little dolls are being asked to play with the palace people. They are so small. You just take them to play with them when you go back. Why don't you stay here with me? When you are not here, I will be the next to you." I will miss you once in the first quarter of an hour, and if this continues, I will become lovesick, Ahui, Ahui, poor little Qi."

He babbled, talking about himself as being extremely pitiful, but he didn't leave an inch of space in his hands, he firmly held Shen Hui's hand in his palm, and refused to let him leave easily.

Shen Hui glanced at the unfinished memorial on his desk, struggled a few times but failed to make Yin Shengle loosen: "Your Majesty, are you not going to deal with this pile of official affairs?"

Yin Shengle pulled him into his arms violently: "Of course we have to deal with it, but I've already finished the important things, and the rest are just nonsense greetings."

He held Shen Hui's right hand, and stuffed a brush into his palm: "A Hui still remembers when I was a child, when I just started learning to write, I couldn't hold the pen in my hand, and the characters I wrote were like dogs crawling. You even praised me that my handwriting is very childlike, but Liu Laoyang, heck, Mr. Liu criticized me, after that day, you often like this—"

Yin Shengle held Shen Hui's hand, and smoothly wrote the words "Zhen Shi'an" on the opened memorial.

The last stroke of the word "An" is slightly raised, which looks a bit playful.

However, Shen Hui only felt that the back of his hand was tightly pressed by Yin Shengle's palm. The temperature in his palm was very high, and the inner side of the hand that held the knife and bow all the year round was a little rough, rubbing against the back of his palm one after another, obviously doing it. Serious business, but there are wordless provocations everywhere.

He didn't have the strength to break free from Yin Shengle's control, and he didn't want to mess up the memorial on the table because of his struggle, and he didn't want to mess up the ink in his hand on the memorial.

Shen Hui was unwilling to try any actions that would cause people to see the messy memorial and cause bad associations. He was too fond of Yin Shengle's "clear name", although the latter wanted to bind the two names firmly together, It's better to be full of ambiguous colors. When everyone mentions Yin Xiaoqi and Shen Hui, they know that they are a match made in heaven, and that is the result Yin Shengle wants most.

"I never cared about those people who are notoriously famous that you mentioned." Yin Shengle quietly bit Shen Hui's ear.

Shen Hui dodged back, and the wrist holding the brush was still steady: "You have said this many times, but I have also said it many times, I care very much."

"A Hui, I found that once you get angry or shy, you won't always care about those monarchs and ministers. Tell me, should I recruit you twice in the future?"

"You!" Shen Hui couldn't help turning his head and glaring at Yin Shengle.

Yin Sheng laughed happily: "That's it!"

He frowned: "We are lovers, aren't we?"

"Of course you have the right to be your truest self in front of me. I know you don't want others to know about our relationship. Although I don't care about this, as long as you care about it, I won't break it casually." , but those etiquettes are all for outsiders to see.”

"We are lovers, and we should be the closest. If you get angry and get angry, then you can beat me and bite me." Yin Shengle spoke very softly, coaxing Shen Hui carefully , intending to make him let go of the deep-rooted distinction between monarch and minister in this era.

Shen Hui was very embarrassed.

His heart was filled with countless voices.

Some voices were overly greedy, urging him to accept Yin Shengle's love and completely give up the shackles that imprisoned him; while some voices were very frightening, constantly reminding him to pay attention to his identity and not to cross that dangerous line. Boundaries; and the faintest syllables scattered in every corner of his heart are ringing back and forth in his ears.

His Highness deserves the best of all things.

And what he thinks is the best does not include the love affair with himself that violates secular ethics.

But at the same time, Yin Shengle's sincere confession again and again slowly wiped away the fear in Shen Hui's heart, and fueled his greed for love. However, those who grew up with this greed are those who were once very weak. the sound of.

"Your Majesty, don't force your subjects anymore." Shen Hui closed his eyes in pain.

He put his hand on the tightly wrapped arms around his waist, and this time he easily took Yin Shengle's hand away.

Shen Hui didn't dare to turn his head to see Yin Shengle's expression.

But after Yin Shengle let go of him, he stood up and walked around in front of him: "A Hui, don't be sad, I won't force you."

His words hit Shen Hui's heart heavily, and Shen Hui's ears kept buzzing, and he suddenly noticed a fishy//salty//rust smell in his mouth, and then he realized that his teeth were still fitting hard In the lips, and it keeps deepening.

He loosened his clenched teeth suddenly: "The minister lost his composure."

Yin Shengle sighed inwardly.

Every time with great difficulty, Shen Hui's persistence softened, and soon he quickly retracted into his hard shell as if he had been reminded by someone.

He is always too sober, too rational, but also too stubborn, unwilling to change.

Yin Shengle felt a little headache, but after all, he had seen the person in front of him let go of all his restraint and enjoy the lingering without any scruples, and felt that the lock in Shen Hui's heart was not without a chance to be unlocked.

"It's okay." Yin Shengle laughed again. He raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of Shen Hui's bleeding lips with his fingertips. "We still have so much time. One day or one year is too short. I have It will take a lifetime to prove it to you."

He pressed his fingers to his heart.

Shen Hui saw the corners of his eyes sore: "It's been a long time."

It has been 13 years since I became Yin Shengle's companion when I was eight years old, and it is about to enter the No. 14 year when they know each other and accompany each other.

"It's my fault, it's my fault, it's me who failed you."

His shoulders were trembling, like a little quail lost after leaving home. Not only could he not find the direction to his nest, what was worse was that it started to rain, he had nowhere to go in the rain, let alone find a suitable place places to shelter from rain.

Shen Hui didn't know how to express his apology. What he saw since childhood were all tragedies in his parents' families.

"I've never seen how a person loves another person, I've never known what to do when I'm in love with someone, and I don't understand what's best for you... "

Yin Shengle found that he seemed to have collapsed.

When they were in the northwest, they were under a lot of pressure. On the one hand, they had to maintain the normal operation of various industries in Shouyan County, and they had to guard against prying eyes. On the other hand, attacking the prairie was not an easy task. Even with the advanced technology that Yin Shengle brought from later generations, the northwest army is equipped with the most advanced weapons and armor, and the process of attacking the grassland is still full of danger.

Yin Shengle walks on the edge of death almost all the time, but how can Shen Hui, who can only sit in the back, feel at ease?

After several years of intense mental stress, they finally got the results they wanted.

And the friendship between the two also broke out completely at the first moment of settling down, and this was the moment of love//fascination that was not rational enough that night.

After all, Shen Hui still crossed the line he set for himself, and he took the initiative to cross it.

All along, what he insisted on had been broken and damaged long before today.

When he clearly realized this, he also found that none of the books he had read before taught what to do after such a thing happened.

Things are moving more and more towards the field that Shen Hui is least good at.

Yin Shengle held Shen Hui's face, and he stared obsessively at Shen Hui's eyes full of confusion and confusion, as well as the red corners of the eyes and the bright tears.

At first, this face brought me peace of mind, but somehow it turned into an obsession. Yin Shengle doesn't like to hide the most real thoughts in his heart, especially in front of his lover. He became the emperor of Great Yin again. So what we did day by day became more and more unscrupulous: "It doesn't matter, we will have a lot of time to explore and study together in the future if we don't understand things, but A Hui, you have to give me a chance, isn't it?"

He gently rubbed Shen Hui's cheeks with his fingertips: "If you really don't understand what you think in your heart, then you are just like me. If you have any thoughts, you don't have to forcefully suppress them, don't Think about it deeply, maybe, when you get used to the most original reaction, you will also want to understand what you really want in your heart."

"It's as if I want to bully you until you cry all the time recently." Yin Shengle teased shamelessly.

Then, his toe was crushed heavily.

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