Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

The day the new emperor ascended the throne seemed no different.

No one knows what Shen Xuntang said to several important officials that day, which led to the tenth prince, who originally had little presence, ascending to the throne.

Shen Xuntang was actually able to persuade them.

This became an unsolved mystery in the imperial court.

Apart from the few who were in the meeting that day, no one else knew.

However, after the new emperor ascended the throne, the eunuch faction's momentum did not diminish at all because the young man was close to Shen Xuntang.

Both in the court and among the common people, there was widespread condemnation of the eunuch faction's dominance and the decline of orthodoxy.

Gu Yao listened to the report from his subordinates and simply smiled it off.

He tapped the corner of the table lightly, the crisp, rhythmic sound sending shivers down one's spine.

The subordinate kneeling below, reporting, had cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

He didn't dare to look up.

The young man's repeated tapping was truly agonizing.

Gu Yao stared blankly at the notes in his hand.

He turned to look at the misty rain outside the window, where many of the osmanthus flowers in the courtyard had been knocked down.

"What time is it now?"

The subordinate was taken aback, but still replied, "Master, it's already noon."

Gu Yao's voice was somewhat ethereal, "It's already noon..."

He turned to look at his subordinate who was still kneeling on the ground, waved his hand and said, "You can go down now."

Unable to discern Gu Yao's meaning, the subordinate could only bow and retreat.

He probably won't come today either.

Gu Yao sighed softly.

The continuous autumn rain carried a chill, causing him to instinctively pull his clothes tighter.

The boy, who always insisted on having lunch with him, hadn't come for three days.

Three days ago, at the dinner table, he gave Shen Shenwei to him to be the head eunuch.

The boy reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and immediately exploded.

"Is the Grand Secretary in such a hurry to place people around me?"

The teenager couldn't hold back any longer.

Gu Yao shook his head slightly as he recalled the way the young man had turned and left.

He also put down his chopsticks.

He looked at Shen Shenwei beside him, who had not offered any opinion; Shen Shenwei was now eighteen years old.

“Shenwei, you’ve been with me for several years now.”

Shen Shenwei bowed respectfully and replied, "It has been five years."

"Then do you blame me for sending you to His Majesty?"

"My master is like a second parent to me, so it's naturally strange, but..."

The young man's handsome face showed a hint of deliberation.

Gu Yao smiled, his clear, glassy eyes seeming to see through everything. "But, I wonder if I really want you to spy on His Majesty, is that right?"

Shen Shenwei stiffened and lowered his head even further.

Gu Yao looked at the obedient young man in front of him and smiled slightly, "Since you have been assigned to His Majesty, you are now His Majesty's person. His Majesty's orders come first, understand?"

The boy looked up, as if he had many questions.

"Master, you... don't you want me anymore?"

Gu Yao stood up and patted Shen Shenwei on the shoulder, "This is your best way out."

Those who stay by my side will not have a good ending.

The boy also lacked someone to take care of him personally.

Some of his subordinates are now harboring disloyal thoughts.

People's hearts are restless, and the world is in turmoil.

All he can do is protect those who genuinely care about him.

He couldn't do any more.

Shen Shenwei lowered his head and remained silent, accepting Gu Yao's decision.

When the young emperor, who had thrown a tantrum, saw Shen Shenwei, he sneered but still kept him there.

I only heard that the vases and teacups in the Qianqing Palace were damaged.

Gu Yao shook his head and smiled.

A maid knocked softly on the door. "Master, shall we serve the meal?"

"Pass it on."

Gu Yao straightened his clothes again and raised his hand to close the window.

This incessant autumn rain is really nagging.

Before all the dishes were served, a bright yellow figure strode in from the courtyard gate.

The person following behind took small, quick steps, holding an umbrella for the person.

You've worked hard.

Gu Yao was slightly stunned.

Before they could react, the boy was already in front of them.

Looking at the set of bowls and chopsticks on the table, Bu Shaoluan made a sarcastic remark.

"Is the Grand Secretary now even refusing to prepare meals for me?"

The maid beside him quickly set out another set of bowls and chopsticks.

Bu Shaoluan flicked his sleeves and sat down in front of Gu Yao.

Looking at the boy's somewhat childish behavior.

Gu Yao smiled slightly.

He reached out and placed a piece of chicken in the boy's bowl, a silent gesture of goodwill.

Bu Shaoluan stared at the chicken in the bowl, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the chopsticks.

A glint flashed in his lowered eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

But I still picked up the piece of chicken and ate it.

Gu Yao observed the boy out of the corner of his eye, and smiled as he saw the boy eat.

The argument of the past few days and the cold war of the past few days seem to have vanished without a trace.

The atmosphere between the two eased.

Shen Shenwei, who was standing guard to the side, looked at Gu Yao, wanting to say something but hesitating.

Instead, Gu Yao took the initiative to ask, "Your Majesty, is Shen Shenwei serving you well?"

Bu Shaoluan paused in his chopsticks, his voice as usual, "The people trained by Master Shen are naturally competent."

His tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

Gu Yao seemed oblivious to the boy's hostility and continued, "He is now under His Majesty's command. If he does anything wrong, His Majesty may punish him as he sees fit."

Shen Shenwei stiffened upon hearing this.

Upon hearing this, the young man's eyes lit up with interest, his gaze shifting between the master and disciple. "Is that so? This is what the master said."

Shen Shenwei's body stiffened even more.

Gu Yao put down his chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and looked directly at the tentative boy in front of him.

"It's natural."

In one sentence, he completely severed ties with Shen Shenwei.

Bu Shaoluan had a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Then thank you very much, Master."

Gu Yao ignored the boy and turned his head to avoid his gaze.

"I will deliver the memorial to the Qianqing Palace this afternoon."

Bu Shaoluan was taken aback upon hearing this, and lowered his eyes slightly to conceal the expression in them. "Then I'll have to trouble you with the seal."

That little bit of acting skill was completely inadequate compared to Gu Yao's.

Gu Yao smiled and said nothing more.

He has to work overtime in the afternoon, so he doesn't have time to deal with this brat.

He stood up, intending to tell the guest to leave, but said, "In that case, Your Majesty..." then he should leave first.

Before he could finish speaking, a tickling sensation rose in his throat, accompanied by a slight cough.

What started as a mild cough has turned into a heart-wrenching cough.

Gu Yao turned his head and bent down slightly.

He didn't want the boy to see him in such a vulnerable state.

Before Bu Shaoluan could even put on a slightly sarcastic expression, he heard Gu Yao's heart-wrenching cough.

He frowned slightly, stood up, and wanted to pat the other person on the back.

The young man raised his hand to stop him.

"Your Majesty, your health is precious, cough, you mustn't..."

Before he could finish speaking, another series of coughs broke out.

The young man, Bu Shaoluan, was stopped halfway. Looking at the young man who seemed to be coughing up his lungs, his tightly furrowed brows became even more furrowed.

Gu Yao coughed for a while before he could catch his breath and suppress the slight itch in his throat.

He turned to look at the boy. "Your Majesty, I'm alright."

Bu Shaoluan did not answer, but stared at the young man in front of him.

To be precise, it was staring at the slightly reddened corners of her eyes, which were still damp.

Two blushes graced her stunningly beautiful face, making the beauty mark at the corner of her eye even more alluring.

He wanted to rub the corner of his eye to make it redder.

Thinking this, Bu Shaoluan clenched his hand in his sleeve.

He stared at the alluring corners of her eyes, his gaze growing increasingly somber.

Only after hearing the young man's voice did he turn his gaze to him.

He wondered if it was just his imagination, but Shen Xuntang seemed to be getting thinner and thinner.

The clothes I made this spring are already a bit too big.

Didn't you eat properly?

Bu Shaoluan's eyes darkened further.

He shifted his gaze back to the young man's face.

Those slightly thin lips now appeared even paler.

It's like a soft, withered flower petal.

Gu Yao unconsciously licked his lips, and the withered petals instantly became moist.

It should be a great kiss, right?

When the idea popped into her head, Bu Shaoluan was slightly taken aback.

The long-standing fog in my mind was cleared away.

He looked at the young man in front of him, pursed his lips, and ultimately remained silent.

Finally turned and left.

"Since the Grand Secretary is unwell, I will not disturb him any longer."

Looking at the boy's slightly hurried and flustered steps, Gu Yao was a little puzzled.

However, he had no time to pay attention to the boy's sensitive thoughts; the daunting job was still waiting for him.

Life is tough, but we still have to go to work.