On how cannon fodder became a group favorite [Transmigration Book]

Xie Yuanjia was lying on the bed with his back facing Fu Jinghong. He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but his mind was tense.

If, it means if, the protagonist is here and really intends to force him, then he has almost no power to parry. After all, there is a huge disparity in strength, even if there are ten of them, he can't beat one Fu Jinghong.

However, he was not prepared for such a thing at all, and he didn't even think about what was going on with Fu Jinghong, so he was naturally unwilling to do anything, but what if someone as domineering as Fu Jinghong got impatient?

Xie Yuanjia's mind was in a mess, but his body was stiff and motionless, his back was a little itchy and he didn't dare to reach out to touch it, and there was some fine sweat on his forehead.

Compared to his extreme nervousness, Fu Jinghong was much more relaxed. He didn't seem to know that his behavior was called "dove occupying magpie's nest".

After he lay down, he didn't do anything inappropriate, he just lay quietly on the outside of the bed, as if he was really borrowing half of the bed, quietly closed his eyes, and didn't know if he had fallen asleep.

Xie Yuanjia froze for a while and found that the people around him were breathing evenly and peacefully. After listening secretly for a while, he realized that he might have fallen asleep.

Ok?

Is this sleeping?

Xie Yuanjia quietly moved his body and turned back to take a look. Sure enough, he saw Fu Jinghong sleeping with his eyes closed. He didn't know whether to say he was surprised or shocked. In short, he couldn't believe it. Why couldn't he see through Fu Jinghong?

The prince in other novels is domineering and evil, and he has already climbed the kang in the middle of the night. Can he let the weak little Shou Shou go?Fu Jinghong was fine, he became domineering and domineering, he became evil and charming, he also climbed the kang, and fell asleep after climbing, is this appropriate?

Xie Yuanjia was a little depressed. Of course he wasn't looking forward to anything, but he inevitably wondered whether he was really not attractive enough?In my previous life, I worked in obstetrics and gynecology, and I didn’t have much chance to fall in love. In this life, I have been confessed. Why can the person who pursues me sleep peacefully next to me in a grandiose way? Could it be that the problem really lies with me?

Xie Yuanjia took a serious look at himself.

He is not tall, his figure...has no muscle, his face looks like a teenager, he can't see a beard, let alone leg hair.

Thinking about it this way, I seem to be really unattractive. After all, it is said that people like thick legs, buttocks, and hairy muscles. There is probably no market for him to cut chickens for nothing.

Xie Yuanjia felt sad and couldn't help rubbing the pillow.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

Fu Jinghong's voice suddenly exploded in his ears, Xie Yuanjia shivered in fright, and turned around in a hurry, just in time to meet Fu Jinghong's eyes, which were clear and bright without any sleepiness.

"My, my back is itchy, I just want to scratch it, did you disturb the emperor to sleep?" Xie Yuanjia said guiltily.

Fu Jinghong looked at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on Xie Yuanjia's back, "Is it here?"

"No, a little further to the left." Xie Yuanjia replied in a low voice.

Fu Jinghong moved his hand a little to the left, and scratched it gently. Xie Yuanjia's itchy spot was finally taken care of. At this moment, he felt comfortable and just wanted to snore. No wonder those colleagues in the past said they loved to let their boyfriend tickle them. , It turned out to be really enjoyable.

"Above." Xie Yuanjia couldn't help but turned over, completely lying on the bed, muttering with his eyes closed.

Fu Jinghong had a strong smile in his eyes. If someone else was so ignorant, he would have been dragged out and hacked a hundred times, but Yuan Jia was different. He liked to see Yuan Jia obediently by his side. .

Therefore, the majestic, decisive and fearsome king regent played a guest role as a masseur. The martial arts practitioners' strength was just right, neither making Xie Yuanjia feel pain nor making him feel uncomfortable. , can be called a top massage master.

Xie Yuanjia was pressed very comfortably, couldn't help but fell asleep, and couldn't remember what he was anxious about just now.

Seeing that he fell asleep, Fu Jinghong stared at his sleeping face for a while, couldn't help but lowered his head and touched his forehead lightly, lay down again, and fell asleep again with his half-embraced arms.

Early the next morning, when Xie Yuanjia lazily woke up from his sleep, the bed beside him was already empty, and Fu Jinghong was no longer beside him.Xie Yuanjia turned over comfortably in the warm blanket, stretched his legs and stretched himself.

"Is the emperor awake?" Lan Kou's voice came from outside the door.

"Wake up." Xie Yuanjia got up from the bed, the door was pushed open from the outside, Lan Kou closed the door after entering, shutting out the cold wind, and said in a warm voice: "It snowed all night outside last night, and it just stopped. "

"It's snowing again?" Xie Yuanjia sighed, thinking of Fu Jinghong, he hurriedly asked, "Where's Uncle Huang?"

Lan Kou put down the steaming water basin and replied without raising her head: "My lord woke up early in the morning at dawn, and he may have finished his sword practice by now."

"Uncle Huang got up so early?" Xie Yuanjia was a little surprised, but he turned around and thought about it. He worked hard to get to where he is today, otherwise he wouldn't be the protagonist.

While chatting with her, Lan Kou helped Xie Yuanjia to wash his face, rinse his mouth, and get dressed, "The breakfast is given to your lord, and it's all prepared in the kitchen. We'll wait for the emperor to get up."

Xie Yuanjia blushed suddenly, he suddenly felt that he was quite useless, everyone else got up so early and was busy, but he was the only one who didn't worry about anything like a rice bug.

Lan Kou could see what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't think about it, you have done a good job."

Xie Yuanjia blushed slightly, "Auntie is too fond of me."

Breakfast is in the dining room. After all, Han Yao and Qiuyang are women in the harem, so they can't easily meet outsiders. They didn't have dinner with Xie Yuanjia this morning, so the three of them sat around a round table in the morning, which was filled with all kinds of attractive things. For breakfast, steamed buns, eggs, dumplings, lean meat porridge, and a few dishes of pickles that looked delicious, Xie Yuanjia felt that he was very hungry.

This meal was cooked by Xiang Chu himself. He made all the buns and steamed dumplings when he woke up before dawn.

"Master Xiang is too capable." Xie Yuanjia exclaimed, "Even the royal chef in the palace may not have such dexterity."

Xiang Chu straightened his waist even more, with a look of joy that he couldn't hide, "It's really worth my life to be praised by the emperor."

"I don't know what kind of girl will be so blessed in the future." Xie Yuanjia took a bite of the bunny bun. The meat filling inside was just right, neither fat nor greasy, and hot soup would flow out after one bite. , the mouthful of fragrance has a long aftertaste, so delicious that I want to swallow my tongue.

Xiang Chu blushed a little, "I have never had a woman I like, if there is one, it must be my blessing."

Xie Yuanjia still wanted to open his mouth to say something else, but Fu Jinghong raised his head in displeasure and said, "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."

Xie Yuanjia immediately lowered his head and continued to gnaw on his little rabbit.

"My lord, eat more too." Xiang Chu turned his head to look at Fu Jinghong, "This meat porridge is cooked for an hour. There are a lot of ingredients in it, and some custard is mixed in it. You can try it."

Fu Jinghong frowned slightly, he didn't understand how there could be a guy like Xiang Chu in this world, who couldn't read people's faces at all, didn't know that he didn't like him

Eat, eat, eat, think that this king cares about your things?

Impatient, Fu Jinghong picked up the bowl and took a sip of the meat porridge, and took a few sips with a grim expression.

It took half an hour after a meal for Xie Yuanjia to put down the bowls and chopsticks. He still couldn't help but praise Xiang Chu, secretly annoyed that he didn't memorize more poems or something, otherwise he could still praise Xiang Chu at length now instead of As for the only dry word "delicious" to describe it.

Xiang Chu understood his intentions, so naturally he didn't care about these things, "It snowed last night, it was a good time to appreciate the plum blossoms, does the emperor plan to go now, or take a short rest?"

Xie Yuanjia thought about it for a while, thinking that he should go earlier, in case it would be troublesome if it snowed again later, he turned around and wanted to discuss it with Fu Jinghong.As a result, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Fu Jinghong eating porridge impatiently with a bowl in his hand. The one who was snoring was probably the fifth bowl.

Looking at the posture of holding the bowl, he was cold, arrogant and unreasonable, and those who didn't know thought that he had a deep hatred with his bowl.

For the first time, Xie Yuanjia couldn't help laughing.

The main character used to be so cute, he clearly liked Xiang Chu's cooking, but his mouth was filled with distaste, as if he would defile himself by eating one more mouthful, and he would eat five or six bowls of others even if he pretended to be, cruel person I can't stretch it anymore.

Fu Jinghong raised his head, met Xiang Chu and Yuan Jia's eyes at a glance, he put down the bowl slowly, and asked coldly: "What's wrong?"

"Uncle Emperor, I want to ask, should we go up the mountain now, or wait a while?" Xie Yuanjia didn't dare to express what he wanted, and it wasn't that he was desperate.

Fu Jinghong thought carefully for a while, and said, "I'll leave after I have another bowl."

Xie Yuanjia smiled and said, "Okay."

Xiang Chu was probably a heartless person, but now he lit the fire in a daze: "My lord loves the porridge made by my minister so much, so I will make some for you at night."

Fu Jinghong paused for a while holding the bowl, as if he was on the verge of getting angry.

Xie Yuanjia had a headache, Mr. Xiang was fine with everything, but he was a bit short of looking at people's faces. He hurriedly interrupted and said: "Uncle Emperor, let's go up the mountain in a while, I will take the pen and ink with me, and then I will make a few paintings. You see how good it is." ?”

"En." Fu Jinghong stopped staring at Xiang Chu, and drank another bowl of meat porridge on his own, and then stood up contentedly, taking every step with pride, which showed how satisfied he was with the meal.

Xiang Chu is still a bit useful, if he had not sealed his mouth and thrown him into the imperial dining room, he would not have to listen to his nonsense every day, and he would still be able to eat a good meal, which seemed pretty good.

Fu Jinghong began to think seriously about the feasibility of this matter.

After all, even though he thought Xiang Chu's cooking was so-so, Yuan Jia liked his cooking.