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

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but you are still so eloquent. It reminds me of some interesting things." Lin Zang said.

Yu Yunge smiled slightly: "I don't know what Young Master Lin remembered?"

"I remember that the young master of the Yu family married my Crown Prince Chao for joy, right?" Lin Zangyin said with a smile, "The man who came with you is your concubine? It doesn't look like much. When did your vision become so bad? .”

Yu Yunge didn't have much expression on his face, his heart was ups and downs, he thought he recognized Jing Yuwei.

Hearing this, he almost laughed out loud: "I'll just say that, you don't care."

Lin Zang was furious: "Would you rather have sex with that kind of bastard than let me touch it?"

"Don't you want my jade pendant for three months?" Yu Yunge said coldly, "What are you doing so affectionately?"

How can Lin Zang's vision be so short-sighted? There is still a big difference between three months and a lifetime.

"Didn't I let you make your own choice?" He said, wanting Yu Yunge to understand that it was not his fault.

"You really treat yourself like a dish." Yu Yunge didn't give him a good look, "I advise you to act as if nothing happened and you don't know me. Lin Zang, you know me, and it's not bad for me to be crazy."

Lin Zang was stunned for a moment by the murderous intent in his eyes, this is indeed the lunatic that his six relatives did not recognize in his memory.After all, Lin Zang was also someone who had seen big scenes, so he quickly recovered, with an annoying playful smile on his face again: "I've changed my mind."

Yu Yunge took half a step back, feeling that this person was going crazy.

He didn't retreat fast enough, Lin Zang grabbed his arm, and the other party whispered in his ear as if stimulated: "I won't expose you, and I won't force you to make a choice, do you want to play? Okay, I'll accompany you Play. Yu Yun Pavilion, this time I will make it hard for you to fly!"

Lin Zang said so, planning in his heart to order someone to thoroughly investigate Yuyun Pavilion later, to see what happened to this man in Liangxi, so that he came here one step ahead of the sick prince who was using the imperial decree .

That's right, Lin Zang wanted to start with his original intention. As the saying goes, opportunism is not a good thing. Lin Zang probably never thought that what he wanted was their old life.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it." Yu Yunge broke away from his hand, and brushed off the touched sleeve in disgust.

For Lin Zang's appearance, it was an accident, and the things that should be done still had to be done.

Yu Yunge, who didn't hear much useful news from the study, came out and saw Jing Yuwei with a calm face, thanked Yu Lei for his hospitality, and left with the shopkeeper.

Yu Lan watched the three of them drift away, and the interest in his eyes grew stronger: "What did he say to you?"

The butler leaned over and was about to speak in a low voice, but was interrupted by Yu Lan: "There are too many people here, go to the study and talk."

The night in Dongping City came late tonight, but the harshness of winter came quickly, and the three people who were not warmly dressed felt a little chilly. You can see that the inside is empty, and people don't know where they went.

The shopkeeper also saw it, and sighed sadly, those who can survive here are not ordinary people.

The three of them had seen too many people go to the empty streets, so they returned to Yu's shop even more silently.

After getting the warm tea, Yu Yunge finally said, "The so-called money-gathering organization is led by the Lin family. If you want evidence, his family should have the most evidence."

"Yu Slack doesn't have a high status in the organization. The reason why he wants to win you over is to increase his voice." Jing Yuwei summed up the conclusions he got from chatting with the housekeeper, "He assured Lin Zang that he could find more Ambitious rookie, the ones he wooed in the past were all rich and poor."

For example, Jia Ying who just wants to live.

Yu Yunge pretended not to hear his insinuation, and discussed carefully: "There are a few merchants who are not from Dongping City, and they also verified the news I got that outsiders came to visit Yu Shao secretly."

"It seems that the fields in Dongping City are not the only ones that are rotten." Jing Yuwei's face darkened, but before he could speak, he coughed several times, which sounded like he had caught a cold.

Yu Yunge didn't expect him to be so squeamish, even if he went out at night and came back in the middle of the night, he could still make him cough a few times.

It seems that his weak bones have not changed since he was born, which is really distressing. He wanted to ask the shopkeeper: "Is there any ginger in the kitchen?"

The shopkeeper nodded, and then said a little embarrassed: "The weather is too dry, I'm afraid it's not that fresh."

There was no other way. It might not be easy to find Jiang here, so I couldn't ask too much.

"Sure, you should go to rest first, I'll make him some ginger soup." Yu Yunge gently patted Jing Yuwei's back, seeing that the coughing gradually stopped, he blamed himself a little helplessly, "Someone should get you a thick cloak."

Jing Yuwei waved his hand, his cheeks were coughed up, and his eyes were red.

The shopkeeper was very tactful and didn't come forward to make trouble: "There is brown sugar in the cupboard, put some in ginger soup to make it easier to swallow."

In the shopkeeper's humble opinion, this man with an ordinary face can cough to death, and he can't drink the ginger soup that must sting his mouth. He is quite prescient.

"Okay." Yu Yunge nodded.

The shopkeeper left a lamp for them, the light was only enough to see three steps away, Yu Yunge wanted to keep the candle, and went to the kitchen in the dark, where the smell of oily smoke was heavy, in case Jing Yuwei was stimulated to cough again What to do.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps, he was grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

He looked down, met Shang Jing Yuwei's red eyes, and his lips moved slightly: "Where are you going?"

"Go and make ginger soup for you." He turned around and took the hand of the other party's clothes in his, "If you don't make some ginger soup like this, I'm afraid you will fall ill if you don't last too long. I can't get the medicine you take at that time."

This is a joke, not to mention the medicine he wants to take, even if he wants to eat delicacies from mountains and seas, even if he robs the city lord's mansion, he still has to get it.

Jing Yuwei's fingertips were very cold, unbelievably cold, his lips were slightly pale, and his voice was hoarse: "I'll go too."

"Go to the kitchen?" Yu Yunge asked, seeing him nodding, he swallowed the persuasion on his lips, "Can I go by myself? Don't you want me to carry you over and cook after you settle down?"

Jing Yuwei glanced at him indifferently, with all kinds of flair, I felt pity for him, Yu Yunge almost didn't behave like a man.

He was full of melancholy: "Don't look at me like that, I can't bear it."

Jing Yuwei raised his eyebrows and said softly, "I didn't do anything."

But you looked at me that way.Yu Yunge felt resentful, put up the candlestick, and looked back at Jing Yuwei, who Shi Shiran had stood up: "Can you keep up?"

Jing Yuwei felt that he was being treated as a porcelain doll, which was not bad, so he deliberately lowered his voice: "It's okay, let's go."

He also pretended to cough a few times.

Yu Yunge really didn't care about others, he walked to the kitchen in two steps first, babbling like an old lady: "Before I leave, I should go to Chunyu's imperial physician and ask him to bring along your commonly used medicines, just in case One. Blame me for walking too hastily and not taking this into consideration."

"It's also tonight's weather is not beautiful, it's so good."

Jing Yuwei had never seen him so cute and caring, followed behind while listening to him scolding and watching his unconsciously anxious pace, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he strode deliberately to keep up.

"I should learn from those idol dramas and take off my cloak and put it on your shoulders. If something urgent happens, I don't have so many romantic minds." After Yu Yunge reflected in his breath, he didn't hear the footsteps behind him. He was startled, thinking that he was walking too fast Leave people behind.

He hastily turned around and bumped into the arms of Jing Yuwei who was following him unexpectedly. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, the candlestick would have ignited Jing Yuwei's heart before him.

Yu Yunge almost frightened him to death, he patted his chest and stared at the person: "What do you want to do?"

"No." Jing Yuwei looked innocent, "Didn't you ask me to follow you?"

I didn't want you to follow him so closely, Yu Yunge glared at him angrily, and looked more and more unhappy at the human skin mask on his face, raised his hand to grope behind his ear for a moment, twisted the edge to remove the mask, revealing his original handsome face Face, now Yuyun Pavilion is comfortable.

Being forced to have an affair was really aggrieved, he finally found a reason to be gentle: "I didn't let you get so close."

He patted Jing Yuwei's shoulder, trying to let him go, but the other party lowered his head and rubbed his nose affectionately: "Don't you want to get close to me?"

Where did this go, obviously he didn't mean that, why did Jing Yuwei suddenly change his taste?

Yu Yunge leaned back and opened the distance, seeing the disappointment in the man's eyes, he said with a smile: "I want you to let go of me now, so that I can make ginger soup for you."

"Is it okay not to drink that?" Jing Yuwei asked in a low voice.

Yu Yunge blinked his eyes, it turned out that the reason why he had been arguing for a long time was because he didn't want to drink ginger soup, and he was so grown up that he was afraid of drinking this.

Yu Yunge was funny and thought he was cute, he didn't want to drink but refused to say it outright, beating around the bush, he squeezed the man's face: "No, I won't drink this tonight, it's time to drink medicine tomorrow."

"Just drink it." Jing Yuwei spoke in a flurry of words, his face was pulled and he couldn't speak clearly, "Anyway, I don't drink ginger soup."

He looked so righteous and confident that Yu Yunge couldn't even get angry: "I don't even drink after cooking?"

Jing Yuwei hesitated.

Hesitating would lead to defeat, Yu Yunge grabbed his hand without saying a word and dragged him into the kitchen, picked a clean place, patted the small stool: "Come here and wait, it won't be long."

After arriving here, Jing Yuwei couldn't say a word of rejection, and looked up at his face again, but didn't see why, so he sat down honestly after thinking about it.

Satisfied, Yu Yunge washed his hands and chopped ginger, lit a fire and put water on it, opened the cupboard to find the shopkeeper who said it was brown sugar.

In the small kitchen, there were trivial sounds of jingling, fireworks lingering, and the breath of life enveloped Jing Yuwei.

He looked at Yu Yunge's busy figure almost obsessively, and his thoughts drifted back to many years ago. He also had this kind of experience when he was young, but unfortunately he didn't stay for long in the end. Jing Jiangling discovered that he was taken care of by the cook a lot, and gradually he became healthy , the whole thing went wrong, because he was too ignorant, and the cook was killed, and the whole family was separated.

What about Yuyun Pavilion?

Jing Yuwei couldn't sit still when he thought about it, if Jing Jiangling wanted to attack Yu Yun, what should he do.

Yu Yunge found the brown sugar and returned to the stove. The water gradually boiled, and the heat was overflowing. The unique smell of ginger wafted out. His nose wrinkled. The smell was not very pleasant. No wonder His Royal Highness, the delicate prince, didn't like it.

"you……"

He just wanted to tell Jing Yuwei, if you really don't like the taste, why don't we stop drinking it.

Suddenly there were a pair of strong hands around his waist, and his back fell into the familiar and warm embrace. He felt Jing Yuwei lower his head and cherish his face, patting on his shoulder like a big cat, lazily Yes, do not speak.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's nothing." Jing Yu said in a low voice, turning his eyes with the movement of his hand, one spoonful, two spoonfuls...

It stopped, the spoon was retracted, and the brown sugar disappeared.

He pursed his lips, smelling the pungent smell of ginger, and pulled down the corners of his mouth, coquettishly: "If you think that only two spoonfuls are enough, then so be it."

Yu Yunge let out a muffled laugh, took the jar of brown sugar that had been put away again, and scooped up a spoonful: "Another spoonful?"

Jing Yuwei stopped talking, just rubbed his face lightly against him, like a Persian cat who just wants to eat well but refuses to bow its head, it's too delicate.

Yu Yunge couldn't do anything with him, so he put another spoonful: "I can't put it any more. I don't know if it's ginger soup or sugar water."

"Okay." Jing Yuwei didn't rub against him this time, but slowly touched his cheek with his soft lips, gradually moving towards his lips.

Layers of numbness appeared on Yu Yunge's back, the temperature of his cheeks soared, and he could hardly take out anything with his hands.

If things go on like this, let alone whether this bowl of ginger soup can be finished, the plan will be postponed later, he took a deep breath, and held the man's face against the man's face with the courage he had before the sun had come out of bed in the cold winter months: "Don't make trouble."

"No trouble." Jing Yuwei replied quickly, "They asked me what I like about you."

Yu Yunge felt the warmth of his fingertips, and looked up to see the man's eyebrows bent: "I say Wenxiang nephrite, rich in wealth."

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