What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

"It's getting late, the envoys should go back to the house to rest quickly, don't come out for a walk if you have nothing to do, it will be fine if you lose something, let the guards tell me if you need anything, kneel down." The emperor was neither salty nor weak say.

The envoy dragged his exhausted body back to the residence, followed by more than 20 imperial guards, the guard of honor was second only to the emperor and queen.

The envoy sat in a room with nothing, and the emperor didn't even prepare teacups and tea bowls, fearing that he would throw a cup and wipe his neck with fragments. The room was as clean as a baby's room, and even the sharp-edged furniture was carried away.

The envoy had nothing to do but sit in a daze - surrounded by more than 20 guards in a daze.

After about a cup of tea, someone finally came to visit.

It was He Ying, the deputy chief of the imperial court, who retreated all the imperial guards and had a secret conversation with the envoy behind closed doors.

The envoy's face was stern, but the deputy chief's face was as kind as a bodhisattva's. What did he do here?Could it be the emperor's conspiracy again?The emperor is going to punish me again?

"My lord, deputy chief...what can you do?" The envoy's voice even trembled slightly.

He Ying smiled: "There are some words, Your Majesty asked the old slave to convey them to you."

When the envoy heard that it was the emperor's message, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, so he pretended to be calm: "What are you talking about?"

Anyway, it's definitely not a good word. Is it possible that the dog still has ivory in its mouth?

"Your plan to co-operate with Ji Qi for rebellion should have failed." He Ying didn't blush and her heart didn't beat, she just narrated the fact plainly.

"?!" The envoy seemed to have eaten a big rock, and was choked up for words. He subconsciously pretended to be stupid and said, "What? Ji Qi? I don't know this person. Rebellion is a serious crime. You don't want to." Slander me!"

Heying blinked, as if she didn't hear, and continued: "The dragon inkstone with severed head is lost, the poisonous poison has not been obtained, and no one who came to meet him has been seen... If you continue like this, you will be safe and sound." Escorted back to Qing Kingdom, but this mission failed, how will King Qing punish you?"

"Bloody spouting, creating something out of nothing!" The envoy's face turned pale, his mind went blank, buzzing, these plans... how did they leak out?

"You will be executed," Heying looked into the envoy's eyes, and said in a very serious tone, "Because you should have sacrificed in this plan, but you didn't, and instead returned to Qing Kingdom alive, King Qing will not doubt it." You have a different heart, getting rid of you is the safest choice."

"... Nonsense, incomprehensible." The envoy decided to be a dead duck with backbone, even if he had a stubborn mouth, he would not spit out.

But his eyes revealed his heart, he was afraid, he felt that what Heying said was right, if he didn't complete the task, and just returned to Qingguo empty-handed, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

To his surprise, although he didn't answer He Ying's words at all, He Ying could still continue the conversation without changing his face: "You don't want to die, do you? You are still young and have a bright future, right?"

The envoy swallowed and remained silent, but his eyes were already a little shaken.

He will come to carry out this mission, it is completely appointed by the King of Qing, he is not willing to come to die at all.

"Your Majesty means that he can secretly send someone to Qingguo to take over your family members, and then give you an official position. The salary and treatment will definitely be better than now, so you can sit back and relax."

The envoy struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't resist the temptation. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What conditions?"

"It's very simple," He Ying ordered someone to bring a pen and paper: "Dip your finger in the tea and write the names of all the people involved in this plan on it, and the old slave will give it to His Majesty. If the list is true, His Majesty will decide I will keep my promise." He took out the emperor's deed from his pocket: "This is written by His Majesty himself, and there is a stamp on it as proof."

The envoy picked up the deed and read it several times, and finally heaved a long sigh: "If Your Majesty does not disappoint me, I will surrender."

"A wise choice." He Ying smiled.

Shu Xingmi and the crown prince had already lived in the house for a few days, and it was inconvenient to go out to eat in restaurants. Shu Xingmi came from a poor family background, and he brought up his younger siblings, so he would naturally cook some simple meals.

The prince didn't touch Yang Chunshui before, but he thought that since there were two people eating, it was only fair for them to cook and clean the pot together, so he asked Shu Xingmi to teach him.

Shu Xingmi taught the prince how to make Hoto, which is actually noodle soup, one of the simplest meals.

"Knead the noodles first, and boil the water while kneading the noodles. When the water boils, cut the dough into small slices, put them in a pot and boil them, then put eggs, chopped green onions, sesame oil, soy sauce, vinegar, etc. into it. It's that simple."

"Indeed, let's make the noodles first. You go to boil the water, and I'll make the noodles later." Although the prince had never cooked, he had a mysterious confidence in himself.

"I make noodles..." Shu Xingmi thought about it, the prince has never boiled water, what if he gets burned?It's a bit dangerous, let him make the dough, it's safer than boiling water: "No, it's better for you to make the dough."

The prince scooped a ladle of water into the basin first, then happily took out the noodle bag and poured some noodles into the basin.

Swish... The white flour was poured into the basin like snow, and because the flour was too light, when the wind blew, the powder crumbs stuck to the prince's clothes.

"Ahem..." The prince quickly turned his face away, choking on the flour.

Shu Xingmi was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the prince's wrist: "There are too many, we can't eat so many noodles."

"Put it back." The prince picked up the basin, and just about to pour it, Shu Xingmi pressed his hand: "Have you...have you added water to it?"

"add……"

"...Then don't go back and cook all the lunch and dinner." Shu Xingmi supported his forehead.

"I'm sorry, I'm so stupid..." Prince Jun blushed, "Am I worse than your brother?"

Shu Xingmi thought to himself, if his younger brother was one-tenth as cute as the prince, he would be happy...

"How come, it's like this for the first time cooking, the water is boiling, and I will knead the noodles with you."

Kneading noodles sounds very simple, but the prince was stunned when he really tried it.

There was too much dough, too little water, and it was uneven, so he added water to the basin, but there was too much water accidentally, and the dough was so soft that it didn't look like it.

The prince has lived for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has been frustrated like this. It is the kind of frustration that no matter what he does is wrong, layer upon layer.

As he kneaded his dough, he couldn't help doubting his life. At the same time, he was in awe of Shu Xingmi who knew how to cook.

"The food cooked by yourself will taste very delicious. Don't look at the hard work now. When you eat it later, you will be very touched, and you will feel a sense of pride and accomplishment." Shu Xingmi encouraged the prince gently.

The only consolation for the prince during the kneading is that he can occasionally touch Shu Xingmi's hand between kneading the dough.

After the two of them cooked the noodles, they added eggs, chopped green onion, soy sauce, etc., and put the noodles in a bowl. There was a clear difference between the noodles made by Shu Xingmi and the ones made by the prince. Shu Xingmi made them thin and neat. Even the lengths are about the same, and the prince can make them in various poses, just like Nuwa created human beings, some are thin and some are thick, some are thin at one end and thick at the other end, with different lengths.

The prince took a bite of the dough he made, and smiled knowingly at Shu Xingmi.

"How is it? Are you moved? Are you proud?" Shu Xingmi ate a slice and asked the prince.

"To tell you the truth, I've never eaten anything so unpalatable."

The prince reluctantly swallowed the dough piece he made, and took another bite of the dough piece made by Shu Xingmi: "Your food tastes much better."

"Then you can eat mine, there are many more." Shu Xingmi picked up several pieces for the prince with chopsticks.

"Then...what should I do...it's a waste to throw away."

"I'll eat." When Shu Xingmi was not good at cooking, he had eaten all kinds of unpalatable dark dishes, and the Prince's noodles were still in the category of "edible".

"No," the prince picked out all the dough pieces he made into his own bowl, and said righteously: "I will wipe out the evil I have done myself."

"Farewell, I'm afraid your precious stomach can't take it, what if you have a stomachache?"

"It's okay, my father's big cakes didn't do anything to me, I don't believe it, what can mere noodles do to me?"

The prince finished eating the noodles with a swish, and went to wash the dishes contentedly.

Less than an hour later, he was lying on the bed and had a stomachache.

"Does it still hurt?" Shu Xingmi asked.

"Well, it hurts, it hurts intermittently."

"Oh, I shouldn't have let you eat those slices of pimples," Shu Xingmi regretted deeply, lowered his head and gently rubbed the prince's stomach, "Lie down for a while, I'll fry the medicinal soup, drink it and it'll be fine. "

"It's a good thing you didn't eat my noodles, otherwise we both would have fallen."

"My stomach is stronger than yours, and it's okay to eat. I often ate these when I was a child. I couldn't make them myself, and I couldn't waste them, so I had to eat them myself."

"It's terrible..." The prince frowned in pain: "It hurts... um."

Suddenly, the prince's lips were kissed by soft lips, and his attention was shifted instantly. Shu Xingmi hugged the prince gently, and after a while of kissing, he asked in a low voice: "Is it better?"

"It's still not good, it still hurts, and I have to kiss for a while."

The prince willfully moved to Shu Xingmi's lips and kissed him again, unwilling to leave.

Although you can eat delicious food in the palace, in this mansion, you can cook with Shu Xingmi, and even kiss whenever you want, without worrying about being seen by maids and eunuchs. Tranquil little days.

"I found out that kissing you is more effective than drinking any medicine."

"Hahaha, so effective?"

"You are my five stone powder, if you touch it, you will never be able to run away again."