The entanglement between the cannon fodder and the scheming male protagonist[Transmigration Book]

Because he dug a hole before going out and waited for the cunning little animals to jump, even if Jing Yuwei still ignored him at this moment, Yu Yunge was in a very good mood.

Good to good, waves to waves.

I haven't seen anyone these few days, and Yu Yunge has a stomach full of flirty things to say.

"Is Your Highness sleeping well?"

As expected, he didn't get an answer, Yu Yunge didn't care, anyway, he didn't expect Jing Yuwei to open his mouth.

"I heard that Zhuyuan's bed is not only hard but also cold, just like His Highness's body and mind. I have always dreamed of His Highness from time to time in the past few nights. In my dreams, His Highness is so passionate, holding my hand to take it off..."

He looked at the thin blade that was in the sky, licked his lips, stopped talking, relied on Jing Yuwei's blindness, and looked at people openly.

That cold jade face was as cold as before, but the powdery ears unknowingly betrayed the master's embarrassing thoughts.

If you are really innocent, you can't even listen to these words.

He held back his laughter, fearing that the noise would make Jing Yuwei threaten to kill him again.

"Don't cause trouble in the Grand Prince's Mansion."

This was the first sentence Jing Yuwei said today, the content was not good, and the tone was full of warning.

It seems that the water in Jing Zhao's mansion is so deep that Jing Yuwei can't mess around at will. Also, if he wasn't there, Jing Yuwei wouldn't even have a chance to visit the house seriously.

He didn't say a word, and Jing Yuwei didn't chase him to be obedient, and said something more in a low voice.

"Make trouble and solve it yourself."

What he said was unreasonable, and Yu Yunge immediately retorted: "In the eyes of outsiders, I am honored and lost with Your Highness. If I cause trouble, His Highness will also be involved. Therefore, Your Highness might as well say something nice to coax me, so that I don't have to worry about it." I can't control myself in the Grand Prince's Mansion."

"You're really not afraid of death." Jing Yuwei's lips curled up to add to his coldness, and he knew he was irritated just by looking at it.

"I'm thinking that instead of being killed by you for no reason, it's better to live as you please. Even if you die, you will die by yourself. At least you will be happy before you die."

"You think beautiful."

Yu Yunge pursed his lips and smiled for a long time, but fortunately Jing Yuwei couldn't see it, otherwise he would be unhappy again.

When he arrived at the Grand Prince's Mansion, Jing Zhao personally led someone to greet him at the door. First, he saw Zhe Liu coming down to pick up a wheelchair from the back of the carriage, and then he saw a moon-white figure with his back facing him, with a slender waist and exceptionally long legs. When the people in the room spoke, it seemed that the buttocks that were already upright were particularly full.

Jing Zhao's alienated eyes suddenly became hot, and the impulse deep in his heart was about to tear his fragile body. The cold wind hit his face and woke him up, making him barely maintain his human appearance.

"...Your Highness, slow down, don't bump into it, I will feel bad."

When Jing Yuwei heard this, he tore off the silk scarf covering his wrist, and wanted to help the carriage to get off by himself.

Seeing this, Yu Yunge hurriedly rescued him: "I won't say anything, people are watching at the door, Your Highness doesn't want to be rumored that the relationship between the husband and wife will break up within four days after the marriage, right?"

A man who is so thick and rough is used to acting softly and acting like a baby, so he doesn't like this!Thinking like this in my heart, I put my hand back again to make an illusion, and pinched his pulse through the cold fingertips of the silk scarf: "Shut up."

Shut up and shut up, Yu Yunge's eyes fell on the handkerchief embroidered with gold silk, and he had to put the silk scarf on it before doing anything, otherwise his white and tender hands would turn red again.

Maybe Jing Yuwei shouldn't be called the prince, but the eldest princess, only the princess is so delicate.

Yu Yunge walked carefully and waited patiently for Jing Yuwei. He intended to hug him down, but Jing Yuwei's self-esteem was so strong that he became angry and wanted to kill him when he heard the word hug.

He talked persuasively, and stretched out his hand sincerely, recalling the situation of Jing Yudan when he entered the royal court a few days ago.

At that time, Jing Yuwei was walking on the broken willow, that is to say, he was not really disabled until he was in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Even if he didn't know what his recovery would be like at this time, judging from the situation, Yu Yunge guessed that sooner or later he would be able to move freely. It was a matter of time. That's all.

Seeing Jing Yudan come down, Jing Zhao adjusted his expression slightly to hide the dirty side of his heart before going down.

"I have seen His Highness the Crown Prince and the Concubine the Crown Prince. Today, the two of you came to my humble house. It really makes the humble house flourish. I feel very honored."

I don't know if Jing Zhao and Qu Xian are in a match, whose theory of yin and yang is better.

Yu Yunge thought that he had a little errand on the way, and when he came back to his senses, he heard Jing Yuwei say indifferently: "It's a great honor to be welcomed by Brother Wang personally, who knows that Brother Brother Wang will not be shaken once he returns home."

Throughout Nanchuan, there is a history of the eldest prince Jing Zhao's love affairs, everyone knows it, and it is said that there are 72 beauties hidden in his backyard, half men and half women, who prostitute themselves day and night. Tired cow.

Jing Zhao is used to being shameless, and he doesn't get angry when he is teased secretly: "You are my own younger brother, and it is the first time to bring someone to the door. What do you say if I don't show up and pretend?"

Jing Yuwei scoffed coldly.

"You don't have to thank me, but thank you, your princess." Jing Zhao was not afraid to add fuel to the flames, and he felt very happy when he saw Jing Yuwei frowned.

Yu Yunge, who was lying innocently with a gun, wanted to stab Jing Zhao, who was blind and hated, and this bastard would cause trouble for others.

Jing Yuwei was not in the mood to argue with Jing Zhao over Yuyun Pavilion, and he didn't know whether it was really uncomfortable or just pretending, so he coughed a few times in a low voice uncomfortable.

Yu Yunge also wanted to make a quick decision, so he used the excuse that Jing Yuwei was not in good health and the imperial doctor said that he could not sit outside for a long time to stop Jing Zhao's mouth, and was able to step into the mysterious Grand Prince's Mansion.

He intuitively felt that Jing Zhao must have prepared something specially in the mansion, this is not a happy person, it is impossible for Jing Yuwei to come here comfortably and smoothly.

Yu Yunge's eyelids twitched a few times when he really saw the grand posture of gongs and drums on the pavilion.

The pavilion may have been there long ago, but the green satin twisted into flowers and cut into grass is definitely newly added in the past two days. Facing the soft warm yellow sunlight, you can see the brand-new cutting marks on the green satin.

And those musical instruments such as gongs and drums are also painted green, shining green under the light, and even the people who are about to open their voices on the stage have green shirts and green hats on their heads.

Yu Yunge: "..."

He looked at the ignorant Jing Yuwei sitting in the wheelchair with complicated emotions, and thought, it's better to be blind at this time.

However, Jing Zhao is a restless person, and his face was full of troubles: "Two days ago, I learned that His Highness is going to visit the door. I thought hard for two days and two nights, trying to give His Highness a special gift, but also thought that His Highness has everything right now. I was so anxious that I didn't know what to do. Fortunately, I heard something new when I went out yesterday, which gave me inspiration, so I rushed out overnight, it might be a bit rough, but the overall problem is not serious, please listen to it, Your Highness."

"Since it was carefully prepared by the king, there is no reason for Gu to refuse."

As soon as Jing Yuwei finished speaking, Jing Zhao chased after him as if reincarnated: "Then please listen carefully, Your Highness."

When he said this, Jing Zhao's gaze shifted from Jing Yuwei to Yu Yunge's face, and he gave him an ambiguous and malicious smile.

Zhe Liu saw that his heart skipped a few times, and he went to see Jing Yuwei who was listening carefully.

There was a burst of gongs and drums playing the erhu on the pavilion, and just after the little song came out, Yu Yunge looked at Jing Yuwei first, and did not see any emotional fluctuations from this person's face.

The first tune of the song is sticky and sad, and after a while, a soft male voice sings in a low voice.

"You and I don't want to get married, my son sees your extraordinary beauty and wants to be with you, but who knows that you reject people thousands of miles away."

"Since you don't want to have sex, why did you marry me? If you can't, why don't you let me go and find the fun in that room."

"Outsiders are mostly wishful men, don't you want me to be a bird in a cage, locked in that small place, and force me to live alone."

……

The little song didn't stop, and the lyrics became more and more unpleasant. Jing Zhao kept glancing at the two of them out of the corner of his eye, hoping to see something different, but he was disappointed.

Jing Yuwei was as immobile as a mountain, not even changing his posture; Yu Yunge was in high spirits, and even kept time with the tune.

Jing Zhao was about to have a heart attack: "...Your Highness, what do you think of this ceremony? Hey, first let me say that I didn't write the lyrics and music, but I heard them from the streets and alleys, and they are what ordinary people like to say after dinner."

"I just want to thank you, Brother Wang."

Jing Yuwei thanked him, and Jing Zhao's hairs stood on end. He just felt that this place is not suitable for staying for a long time: "What, it's noisy here and there is wind, let's go to the hall and talk about it."

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for your thoughtful gift, who understands that he wants to know the civil affairs and is unable to travel due to a long illness."

Jing Yuwei's face was full of sincerity, accusing Sang and scolding Huai as if he really didn't understand the word.

When they arrived at the steps of the main hall, Jing Zhao almost stepped on the ground. He never thought that the green thing that laughed at him could be torn into such a thing. Thinking about what he was doing listening to that song on weekdays, the difference made Jing Zhao feel embarrassed. I couldn't hold it anymore: "Your Highness is absurd."

Jing Yuwei curled up his lower lip, and his smile was fleeting: "Thank you, I have to thank you, I can't drink alcohol, let the crown princess thank you brother on my behalf."

Jing Zhao almost immediately looked at Yu Yunge, whose expression remained unchanged. It was rare for his brain, which was shocked by the beauty, to be rational. What is the purpose of this?

The prince has an order, and the princess dare not disobey.

As a result, several pots of spirits were added around the hot pot, which was already covered with famous delicacies.

Jing Zhao didn't figure out Jing Yuwei's purpose, seeing the great opportunity presented to him to taste the forbidden fruit, he couldn't restrain himself and ordered the most 'strong' wine.

The servant served good food, poured good wine, and retreated to the side. Jing Zhao suppressed the excitement in his body, and said, "Good food goes with good wine, Crown Princess, please."

The sea bowl in front of him was bigger than the bowl his mother used to marinate duck eggs and put yellow mud in it. Gold-colored wine dangled in the white bowl, and the aroma of the wine overflowed when it was shaken gently. Good wine, but also really strong.

Yu Yunge, who was sitting across from Jing Zhao, didn't move. He first glanced at Jing Yuwei, who didn't even move his chopsticks. This bastard is really harmful.

Jing Yuwei's acquiescence seemed to give Jing Zhao the confidence to urge him: "Your Highness can't touch alcohol, so the Crown Princess can only do it for you."

Son of a bitch.

Yu Yunge cursed secretly, and under the gaze of the more excited Jing Zhao and the blind-eyed Zhe Liu, he raised his head and drank the first bowl of wine.

This time something was going to happen, so he peeled Jing Yuwei's skin first.

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