Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

"This is day five."

Early in the morning, after waking up in Cui Jin's Luoyang courtyard, Yan Wujiu said softly while looking at the rising sun outside the window.

Last night's event lasted until the moonlight, Cui Jin was smiling happily the whole time.

After it was over, he took Yan Wujiu's hand, and the two walked through the bustling crowd, covered in moonlight, and ran all the way to this other courtyard.

Cui Jin's people and Yan Wujiu's people fell far behind, and no one appeared to disturb them.

It's like an adventure just the two of them under the firmament at night.

Cui Jin's beautiful eyes, full of smiles, bent innocently and gently, and said to Yan Wujiu: "When Cui Jin was young, he liked to go out to play in the dark. Under the moon, blindfolded, playing hide-and-seek, or something else. But my mother I don't like it. Tonight, it's like a childhood wish suddenly appeared. Thank you. No fault."

Back to the other courtyard, back to the place full of lights and glass, the young man dressed in the azure aristocratic family's aristocratic attire, looks handsome and elegant, with the ease and calmness of a celebrity in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

He always had a smile on his face, and the almost innocent enthusiasm that burst out from his soul cooled down a bit, as if he had suddenly grown up when he met the light.

Yan Wujiu's memories of last night are all about the gentle and calm eyes of the young man.

The white roses in the garden were in bloom, with a dim halo, illuminating the youthful jade-like face warm.Only those eyes seemed to reflect the galaxy, clear, bright and vast, looking at him warmly with a smile on his face.

Last night, they all drank alcohol.

Yan Wujiu was surprised, Cui Jin drank more than him, but there was no hint of alcohol on that face, and the young man's smiling eyes were always clear and sober.On the contrary, he, who can hold a lot of alcohol, is broken.

After washing, have breakfast.In the hall, Yan Wujiu saw Cui Jin who had already woken up.

This time, he was wearing a loose white uniform with wide sleeves and a girdle. The loose white color was like the faint morning sun shining on the rice paper, which was newer than the yellowed rice paper.It changes from thick to light, embroidered with a tree of black bamboo and a few bamboo leaves.

He didn't have a crown, and he was not yet old enough to tie his hair. He tied it loosely with a hosta headband, like a son carefully cultivated by a family with a deep heritage.Just sitting there, he felt that all the expensive and extravagant things in the world seemed useless and contemptuous in front of him.

The days are good, but they can be wasted.

Cui Jin stopped writing, looked at Yan Wujiu who was walking towards him with a smile: "Here you are, sit down. Did you sleep well last night?"

Yan Wujiu followed his will and sat across from him, and saw drawing paper and pens and inks on the table.

"Wake up so early, painting?"

Cui Jin waved her hand, beckoning people to remove the things, and wiped her hands with a cloth towel.

"Because I had a beautiful dream, I wanted to keep it, but unfortunately I couldn't draw it out, but I forgot it faster."

He was not sorry, said with a smile, and had no attachments.

Yan Wujiu tilted his head and blinked his eyes, half smiling, the lines of his brows were unconsciously sharp, slightly frivolous and innocent.

"You look different from last night." In fact, after coming to the other courtyard last night, you are already different.

If Yan Wujiu hadn't been with him the whole time, the change would have been more obvious.

Cui Jin was born with a pair of smiling eyes. Hearing this, his eyes widened slightly, and the smile around his eyebrows became more obvious, and that kind of lively and curious innocence emerged.

He smiled with his eyes bent, and said in a strange tone: "Because Wu Jiu saw only Cui Jin himself yesterday, but now he sees Cui Jin of many people. The reason why people are human is that they are always It varies according to the situation. Even the scrolls will be different due to the pen and ink at different times, light, and weather. Don’t worry about it.”

Yan Wujiu tilted his head slightly to look at him, stretched out his finger, and poked lightly on his clean face: "Chick."

Cui Jin's smile was slightly confused, but she didn't care.Like a superior with both an innocent and an older soul, who tolerates the little offenses of naughty children.

The way he smiled was the same as yesterday, except that the elusive innocence in his eyes lacked a ray of pure enthusiasm and curiosity, and was replaced by a calm mystery.

Those eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts became more and more beautiful and intelligent. Looking at Yan Wujiu, he said in that strange and unusual tone: "It should be something very urgent, and I will do everything I can to find Cui Jin. Cui Jiahe Cui Jin's reputation, ordinary people would not want to provoke it. You are not from Luoyang, nor do you belong to this circle. It is not an ordinary thing to directly choose Cui Jin, who you don't know well. Tell me, Cui Jin can How can I help you?"

If Yan Wujiu saw Cui Jin for the first time, he would definitely not feel that he was 16 years old.I just feel that the rumor that he is 19 years old is because he was born too young.

Yan Wujiu looked into his eyes quietly, pulled his mind away from his curiosity about this person for a while, gradually painted a smile on his eyes, and said in a tone that no one could refuse: "He Lan Rin. Your little uncle He Lanlin, can Ajin recommend it for me?"

In front of the palace, the Governor's Mansion, one of the most mysterious forces of the forbidden army around the emperor, the majestic commander of the Dragon Scale Guard, and He Lanlin, who is as famous as Gu Yuexi, the most famous god arrester of the six sects, how could Yan Wujiu not know about it? ?

Although this position has certain weight, it is not necessarily high. It is very mysterious and not well known.

However, just like what Liu Xun said, knowing Cui Jin, who is only a student of the Hongwen Museum, does not seem to be of any help to Yan Wujiu. He Lanlin I saw.

"Yes." Cui Jin smiled and agreed hastily, just like the nine-colored deer in myths and legends, who can satisfy any wish of a mortal, "as long as it is a wish without blame. So, what position do you want in the Governor's Mansion?" ?”

There was only a little curiosity and thought in Cui Jin's clear eyes, without the slightest contempt or disappointment.

"I want to be a small soldier under the commander's banner."

In a low-key and mysterious courtyard in the middle of the mountain, in front of Cui Jin and He Lanlin who arrived late, Yan Wujiu said this.

He only half-drawn his eyebrows, and his sharp and beautiful eyebrows rarely showed a little obedience.It's just that the noble appearance that can't be concealed makes his self-recommendation more like a piece of Heshibi than a sharp knife being offered.

Who would use He's Bi to kill?Isn't it violent?

He Lanlin was wearing a military uniform with narrow sleeves and a waist. The black costume was embroidered with patterns of ferocious beasts with gold and silver threads, and her hair was neatly tied in a golden crown. Just sitting there, there was a sense of calmness in the air. Wei's depression.

I don't know if it's on him or the saber around his waist, but there is a dangerous murderous aura lingering in the seemingly invisible killing aura.

Cui Jin obviously didn't notice it, or she was already used to it.

He looked curiously and slightly surprised at Yan Wujiu who said this, and looked at He Lanlin with a smile: "Ah, is it just an ordinary subordinate?"

He Lanlin was born extremely handsome, that is a kind of rich and handsome man most admired by the world, not ostentatious, but sharp when you look closely.

Such a face looks extremely noble.But if it is a woman, if she dresses up gorgeously, she will be stunningly beautiful.

See it, absolutely unforgettable.

He Lanlin hadn't spoken since he came out and sat there, and now seeing Cui Jin looking at him, he turned to look at Yan Wujiu.

"Since you are Ah Jin's friend, you don't need to be too polite. Lift your head and speak."

He Lanlin is the younger brother of Cui Jin's mother, but compared to the Cui family, which is ridiculed as a villain who is arrogant and domineering, the He Lan family is a hereditary noble family.Not to mention the aristocratic family in Luoyang, even in Bianjing, where there are countless high-ranking officials and nobles, no one dares to say that the Helan family is not behind their backs.

He was handsome and had an awe-inspiring aura, but his tone of voice was not arrogant, just indifferent.

Yan Wujiu looked at him calmly.

He Lanlin's dark blue eyes were also looking at him: "What's your name?"

"Yan Qingdu, the words are not to blame."

"It looks familiar, have we met?"

Yan Wujiu laughed, blinked his eyes slowly, his smile was gorgeous and gentle: "Are you kidding me? Wujiu is new here, if I am lucky enough to meet Commander-sama, how can I go around in such a circle."

He Lanlin smiled lightly, his smile was not thin, but there were no more traces on that face anyway.

Tapping the table lightly with her fingers, He Lanlin raised her eyebrows, and there was a little surprise in her cold eyes.

He was not surprised that Cui Jin would bring this person to cling to him, but the surprise was that it would be so fast.

Knowing that they didn't look for anyone in Cui's family and came straight to him obediently, He Lanlin felt a little relieved.

However, what was even more surprising was that the purpose of this man named Yan Qingdu to cling to him was just to be a small soldier.

Compared with this, it is nothing if this person does not recognize him.

Yan Wujiu smiled harmlessly: "What do you think, my lord?"

He Lanlin nodded: "In the time of a stick of incense, as long as you can take anything from me, I promise you to enter the Dragon Scale Guard."

"Is that so. Does the hair count?" Yan Wujiu smiled calmly, his brows and eyes were gorgeous and gentle, as if covering the sharp edge of a knife.

He Lanlin said calmly: "Forget it, even a drop of blood. As long as you can hurt me."

"Then, it's rude to be innocent."

The fan in his hand opened suddenly, and the edge of the fan brushed against He Lanlin's chin.

Yan Wujiu raised his eyebrows because of his slight retreat and precise dodging, and the fan that wrote Yan Qingdu suddenly closed, and he stabbed He Lanlin close to his body like a dagger.

The smile on that face was like a complex and beautiful peach blossom slowly blooming, so that there was no trace of sharpness to reveal.

However, such a smile is not a knife?

Cui Jin just watched curiously with a smile, and was not surprised by any developments and changes in the matter.

He was drinking tea, and if he saw the exciting part of the two people's confrontation, his smile would deepen slightly, but he never applauded enthusiastically and sincerely for a little bit of ordinary beauty like yesterday.

The boy was imperfect because he was perfect.

When the time was approaching, Yan Wujiu had no chance of winning.

He Lanlin's martial arts were higher than Yan Wujiu's imagination.However, every time Fan Yan Wujiu's offensive is stronger, he will show more strength. From the beginning to the end, he keeps a distance that is only a little bit short but can never be crossed.

Yan Wujiu didn't panic.

He Lanlin said lightly: "The time is coming, if you can't do it, what should you do?"

Yan Wujiu didn't answer, he changed his moves and continued to attack his arm.

He Lanlin realized that he was out of control: "Do you want the ring on my hand? It's too difficult, but you can't get it like this. Tell me, why do you come to work under my hand? If your reason can impress me , maybe I'll make an exception."

He said too much today.This made He Lanlin's expression slightly cold.

Yan Wujiu was still smiling, the more gorgeous and beautiful the smile, the more hidden the knife in the smile.

"There is no reason. Because I am eager for quick success, and I like to do whatever I want." The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and the expressionless face fully exposed the arrogance of his brows, as well as the specious and frivolous mockery at the end of his eyes.

He Lanlin's eyes moved slightly, and the fan wrestling with his arm suddenly seemed to turn into vines, entangled him and pulled him into the pool, and he lost control involuntarily.

When he realized it, one hand was actually wrapped around his back, and He Lanlin reflexively elbowed him behind him.

After touching it, he suddenly reacted, and hurriedly let go of his strength.

Yan Wujiu didn't hide, the blow to his chest made him slide backwards.

He Lanlin frowned and looked back, Yan Wujiu spread out his persistent fan, half covered his lips, half-smile, his brows and eyes were stern and stern.The other hand slowly raised, holding the hairpin on He Lanlin's golden crown.

The golden crown lost its strength and rolled down, and the black hair also fell loose. Against He Lanlin's face with high nose and deep eyes, it became more and more unattainable, like a fairy.

He looked deeply at Yan Wujiu, and suddenly smiled: "You won."

The author has something to say: The small theater——

(He Lanlin: I agreed to cling, but I ended up being a subordinate?)

He Lanlin: If your reason can impress me, I will forgive you.

(Tweeting: My father is in prison because of the political struggle, and my grandfather has no backer, and his business has collapsed...It is impossible to expect me to say that. It is never possible to sell miserable.)

Jiujiu: There is no reason.Because I am eager for quick success, and I like to do whatever I want.