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

He couldn't explain why he didn't listen to Yu Yunge's words that sounded like a warning but were actually bewitching. He couldn't help opening the picture album, and with just one glance, he decided not to return the property to the original owner.

Even worse, he took away Yu Yunge's things, as if he wanted to make an apology, and asked someone to send a brand new copy.

Afraid of hearing that bright red lips say something that made it difficult for him to control himself, he left without saying goodbye on impulse.

I took this picture album to be explored to the south for several days, and dared not open it again.

But tonight's emotions were too complicated, which made him think of Yu Yunge involuntarily.

It is impossible to see people anymore, and it is not impossible to think about people when seeing things.

Just turning over the first page, seeing the familiar face vividly on the paper, Jing Yuwei felt a headache again.

In the painting, he is standing on the ten thousand-zhang steps with his hands behind his back in black clothes, looking back indifferently.

It's like the scene where the two met on the mountainside that night, except that the black veil covering the face was replaced by a faintly visible white veil by the painter.

In the lower right corner of the page, the date of painting is written in flamboyant and phoenix dances, which is the dawn of the day when the two first met.

I don't know whether it is Yu Yunge's superb painting skills or his feelings for the people in the painting, but this painting is lifelike.

Jing Yuwei can even feel his indifference to outsiders in the painting through the thin paper, and selfishly attributes it to Yu Yunge's affection for him.

After turning over the first page, I have the courage to turn to the second page.

Unexpectedly, just after seeing it for the first time, Jing Yuwei hurriedly closed the book, blushing, and finally said in a low voice after a long while: "Too shameless."

The embarrassing concubine was looking at where Jing Yuwei had been and what he had been doing in the past few days. Liangxi was suddenly cold under the cold rain, and Yuyun Pavilion was huddled in the warm and spring-like Guanyun Palace.

Eat dry food, drink white water, and almost live on horseback.

Arriving at Yanghe City, I didn’t see a single commoner, I saw Yanghe River, and I never had the chance to fish by the river…

He closed the letterhead and threw it into the aromatherapy furnace to burn it. Green smoke billowed in the next moment, and the burnt smell wafted out entangled with the aloe fragrance, which permeated the air instantly.

Yu Yunge held his nose and frowned slightly, regretting that he shouldn't have spoiled good things like this.

"Jing Zhao is silent?"

Jiang Kai shook his head: "There is no stranger outside the East Palace, he is still singing every night in the mansion."

Did Jing Jiangling scold him so much that he lost his fighting spirit?

Yu Yunge doesn't believe it, how can a dog that eats meat but doesn't spit out its bones obediently be a vegetarian.

"Don't keep anyone outside Guanyun Hall tonight."

"It's very dangerous." Jiang Kai disagreed, because Jing Yuwei's departure had made Donggong seem to be nothing more than an empty shell, and if no one was left, his safety could not be guaranteed by himself.

"I can protect myself."

Jiang Kai didn't speak, just looked at him suspiciously.

Yu Yunge was embarrassing, no matter who had failed to protect himself twice, no one would believe what he said.

"I found that there are a few fleas thrown in by others in the Eastern Palace. I won't sleep well if I don't pick them out. I also want to return the complete jade of the Eastern Palace to Jing Yuwei, and give Bomei a sweet kiss."

Jiang Kai: "..."

It seemed that he didn't have the position and mood to try to persuade him, but what Qu Xian said was right, he was a villain.

Jiang Kai had no choice but to answer in a muffled voice, and then listened to what the evil spirit said.

"Go to Qinfang Building tomorrow."

Jiang Kai glanced at the sky outside, the mist and mist of the rainy day can't be deceived into saying it's night, there is time in the daytime.

Yu Yunge seemed to know what he was thinking: "I didn't sleep last night, I was sleepy."

Jiang Kai suddenly thought of Qu Xian, who was also barely asleep due to the disturbance, and who was still struggling to deliver the message just now, and Fuzhi realized in his heart the truth of Qu Xian calling him a dog behind his back.

"Don't call me if the East Palace is not collapsed." After Yu Yunge explained this sentence, he raised his foot and walked into the inner room, and after taking two steps, he said, "Find a way to let them know that I am going out."

This sleep went straight from lunch until midnight.

Yu Yunge rubbed his stomach and sat up, sleepy and a little hungry.

Except for making Qu Xian blow up his hair in the middle of the night, he has no habit of torturing people, he does not keep anyone outside, and Jiang Kai is not in Guanyun Hall either.

Outside the door, there were two night guards, wrapped in heavy padded jackets, leaning against the door and dozing off. As soon as he opened the door, the two of them fell inside.

"Meet the princess."

The two quickly knelt on the ground, frightened by him getting up and going out at night.

"Get up, take me to the kitchen." Yu Yunge bent down to pick them up, "Is the kitchen empty?"

Seeing his gentle expression, the older waiter whispered, "The cooks are asleep, what would the princess want to eat? Slave... Slave try."

Yuyun Pavilion usually eats delicacies from mountains and seas, and can also eat hard dry food when traveling. Now he just woke up and just wants to have something to warm his stomach.

"A bowl of noodles."

He didn't say what kind of noodles he wanted, but the servant leading the way asked again carefully: "Does the Crown Princess have any taboos?"

"Don't eat offal, don't eat head and tail."

"Slave memorized it."

Guanyun Hall is not far from the kitchen, Yuyun Pavilion is a few steps away, hungry and cold, and when entering the kitchen, the remaining warmth from the closed doors and windows wraps the whole body, and the hands and feet gradually warm up.

"What's your name?" Yu Yunge raised his chin lightly at the elder servant.

The elder waiter lowered his head: "Scallions."

"What about him?" Yu Yunge pointed to the half-grown boy with immature face beside him and asked.

Congsi replied: "Ginger slices."

Very good, a pair of good names that remove the fishy smell and add fragrance, which made him even more hungry.

Cong Si saw that he didn't ask any more questions, so she whispered to Jiang Pian about the ingredients she needed, and wanted to make some chicken shredded noodles for the princess who woke up from hunger in the middle of the night.

The two of them were busy working over there, and they didn't dare to see what Yu Yunge was doing here.

In fact, Yu Yun Pavilion could have waited in the Guanyun Hall, and after giving an order, someone would naturally bring a bowl of hot noodles to him.

Cong Si didn't know why he came here in person, and she also didn't know why the usually impregnable Guanyun Palace was so deserted tonight that there were only three or two kittens.

The palm-sized dough is kneaded and closed by the palm, gradually becoming soft and elastic from hard.

The ginger slices of the cooked old hen had just been taken out of the hot pot next to it, and the monkey was eager to tear the shredded chicken, and was hissing and gasping from the hot skin just out of the pot.

Cong Si subconsciously looked at Yu Yun Pavilion, who was a few steps away, and saw that the other party was turning a carrot in his hand, leaning over to look at the various bowls and plates placed in the cupboard, and didn't look at this side at all, so she lowered her voice and said, "Don't worry."

Jiang Pian had never done this kind of thing before, his teary eyes were full of grievances, and he resisted the pain of his fingertips to cut onion, ginger and garlic.

In the quiet kitchen, only the sound of kneading dough and chopping vegetables can be heard. The noodles are put into the pot, and as seasonings such as shredded chicken and green vegetables are added, the mellow old hen soup fills the room.

A bowl of fragrant hand-rolled noodles was quickly brought to Yu Yunge.

Congsi offered the jade chopsticks with both hands, and retreated to the side with Jiang Pian, with a little nervousness in his eyes, fearing that the bowl of noodles would not suit the taste.

Yu Yunge took a sip of the soup first, then ate it with shredded chicken and green vegetables, and immediately felt complete.

"The craftsmanship is good." He said, bowed his head and ate a few more mouthfuls, without looking at the quail-like expressions of the two.

"Where are you from?"

Perhaps a bowl of noodles makes people feel closer, and Congsi is no longer so nervous: "People from Wulang Town, Yanguo."

Yu Yunge smiled lightly, and picked out the jade chopsticks from the bowl he hadn't eaten a few times: "So I'm still a fellow."

"I don't dare to climb high." Congsi said in panic.

"It's not a high climb." Yu Yunge put down the jade chopsticks, propped his face and looked at his hanging eyes, and he didn't dare to look at his green onions and the ginger slices that didn't fully learn to look at his face frequently. These two are really in line with the needs of the protagonists in TV dramas people around.

Pity.

He sighed lightly.

When Cong Si heard this, she cautiously looked at the remaining noodles in his bowl, barely moving her chopsticks, Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Yes, is the noodles not to your taste?"

"No." Yu Yunge smiled sweetly, staring blankly at Jiang Pian, "This bowl of noodles reminds me of my hometown, you really are not lying."

Congsi smiled shyly, telling the truth that there was no trace of lying.

"Go back and deliver a message to your master."

His words directly made Cong Si's smile froze on his face, his shyness persisted and he became more flustered and bewildered, it was terribly ugly.

"A half-grown child regards you as a driftwood that can escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but you treat people as a tool to achieve your goals." Yu Yunge doesn't often do things that break people's minds, and once in a while, it's not bad.

Cong Si's face was pale and lost all color of blood, and Yu Yunge glanced at her, and suddenly lowered her head, not daring to make a sound.

Jiang Pian was half a boy, and upon hearing this, his eyes swept back and forth between the two of them.

Yu Yunge meddling only said one thing, and didn't want to care about what happened to the half-grown boy.

He got up and walked in front of Congsi: "It's not a good way to approach me as a fellow countryman. Tell your master, if you have something to say directly to your face, don't make petty moves. It's annoying like a mouse."

The next day, he didn't see those two servants again in the Eastern Palace, and he didn't ask where they went. He was a little worried about whether the words of Cong Ribbon could be delivered, but then he left them behind. This is not something he needs to worry about.

But I didn't expect things to come so quickly.

The drizzle that had been raining all day and all night finally stopped in the evening, and the faint traces of the sunset glow all over the sky can be vaguely seen in the west.He bit the tip of Langhao's pen, held the brand-new picture album left by Jing Yuwei, and thought about how to start.

Eunuch Jiao, who came from the royal court, stepped into the gate of Guanyun Palace at this time.

"My family has seen the Crown Princess." The father-in-law Yuanyuan's face like a steamed bun was full of smiles, "His Royal Highness was ordered to go south to relieve the disaster, and he walked for a long time. The Crown Princess has worked hard to manage the huge East Palace. The King misses the Crown Princess' body. Order the old servant to come and pick you up into Wang Ting Xiaoxu."

The timing was so coincidental that it was hard for Yu Yunge not to think of Congsi.

Jing Jiangling has a request, but he can't shirk it, put down the wolf hair and the album: "Sure, but Mr. Lao will wait for a while, I will change into decent clothes."

Eunuch Jiao paused for a moment with a smile, as if he had just realized that he was dressed too much for his status, the moon-white brocade robe with the totem on his shoulders was clearly only worn by a prince.

"I made you laugh." Yu Yunge opened his arms like a show, letting Eunuch Jiao see clearly, "Without His Highness's arms, it's hard for me to fall asleep, and I can't delay His Highness's business, so I have to boldly wear His Highness's clothes. It tastes good and pretends that His Highness is hugging me, Eunuch won't tell the king about my... trespassing behavior?"

Eunuch Jiao has been in the royal court for many years, but he has never met such a beautiful and reckless person. He was dumbfounded and secretly thought that the king's plan had failed.

"No." Father Jiao held it back with his superb acting skills.

Jiang Kai, who had no acting skills and only relied on his natural coffin face, twitched his lips, and couldn't even look at Yu Yunge anymore.

Yu Yunge, who had changed his clothes again, came out, the moon white of the same style and different sizes shook Eunuch Jiao in a trance.

The princess who disturbed the situation was really arrogant.

Eunuch Jiao led the way, answering Yu Yunge's casual questions in a low voice from time to time, which was quite peaceful.

This time Yu Yunge brought Jiang Kai with him, he was not tired enough to run into the royal court alone.

It's just that Jiang Kai couldn't get into the carriage and was forced to ride with him. There was only Yu Yunge in the huge carriage.

Even his biological father wanted to put details in the East Palace, which shows how well Jing Yuwei protected the East Palace before.

Because of this, his arrival broke Liangxi's balance and also broke the barrier of the East Palace.

It would be great if he could simply break up the Wang Ting as well. He especially hoped that Jing Jiangling would have a miserable end to the original book, so that Jing Yuwei could have an environment to sleep peacefully.

This was his second visit to the royal court, and without Jing Yuwei by his side, it was much colder.

"Crown princess be careful." Eunuch Jiao reminded him to be careful on the steps, the ground is slippery after it rained just now, if you don't pay attention to your feet, you may fall easily.

"Thank you, father-in-law." Yu Yunge said politely and distantly.

Eunuch Jiao laughed, and sent him into the royal court with a kind smile as usual, and retreated outside the hall to wait, Jiang Kai watched him go in, feeling impatient.

The Julong Hall is not as warm as the Guanyun Hall. The wind blows from the left, bringing up a few strands of hair, slightly confusing Yu Yunge's eyes.

There were piles of booklets in front of Jing Jiangling, he didn't seem to care much about the people who came in, he looked up and then lowered his head: "Crown Princess, please sit down."

Being too polite, Yu Yunge couldn't bear it, and stood straight in the middle of the hall: "Thank you, sir, but I have been bedridden for too long recently, and the imperial doctor said that it is better to stand still."

Jing Jiangling looked up at him again, sizing him up from a dozen steps away: "You want to be my enemy?"

"Your Majesty is just joking, without His Majesty's order, I'm just a commoner in the country of Yan, how can I have the right to be an enemy of my Majesty?"

His neither humble nor overbearing attitude made Jing Jiangling very unhappy. He hadn't been challenged for many years. His tone was very heavy: "Since you know, you should understand who is the person you should rely on."

"Oh?" Yu Yunge raised his face slightly, his eyes were bright like stars, "Your Majesty has as many capable people as a cow's hair, and there is no shortage of me."

"There are not many talented people." Jing Jiangling sat upright, with a bold and domineering posture, "The two people I sent to the East Palace are for the Crown Princess to relieve her fatigue."

This excuse is really sweet, Yu Yunge sneered: "Your Majesty has a heart. What Your Highness left me is enough to last until he comes back."

Jing Jiangling was even more unhappy, if he was disobedient, the one in front of him was, and so was Jing Yuwei, who was being sent to rescue the disaster, all of them were like mantises.

"I have heard a lot of rumors that the two of you have an ordinary relationship. At that time, I was busy and didn't have time to call you two into the palace to persuade me. I was anxious, but I didn't want you to be seriously injured that day. I saw the prince was furious again. I am not afraid of your jokes. At the age of six, I saw with my own eyes the cook who had served him for two years accidentally fell into the lake and died, and I have rarely seen him fluctuate so much."

Yu Yunge's heart trembled, this old thing!

"I am very pleased that the prince is interested in you. I am afraid that he will marry someone I don't like in order to perfunctory me. I called you here today to ask you if you like him? You also know that the prince is too restrained and not emotional. I asked him about it, but he refused to tell me, and I was afraid that he would be overwhelmed by shaving his head. As a father, you have to worry more. If you like him, I will help you make arrangements."

On Jing Jiangling's face was a warm smile that thought of the child.

But Yu Yunge could see the conspiracy from his eyes. The old guy didn't say a word of truth, and he also pretended: "Who would like a person who tries to lock himself up to be a canary? The king really wants to help me, How about setting me free?"

Jing Jiangling didn't get discouraged without saying anything: "You mean to let me kill the prince?"

The author has something to say:

Jing Yuwei's diary.

On the first night after leaving my wife, I read his secrets, so shy.

Yu Yunge diary.

On the first day when no one is in charge, do things and do things.