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

In the following days, Shen Yi visited the Prince Ping's residence very frequently, bringing Gu Yao all sorts of fun and delicious treats each time.

Ming Huaijin was away from the mansion most of the day, and he couldn't stop Shen Yi no matter what he did. Seeing his little fox so happy, and unwilling to keep Gu Yao locked up, he could only listen resentfully to his subordinates' reports on what the two of them had done each day.

Which restaurant did they go to, and which dim sum did they eat?

Several of those fine wolf-hair brushes were broken.

Upon hearing his subordinates report that the two had gone to the outskirts of Beijing to worship Buddha, Ming Huaijin took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to bring his little fox back.

Now is the crucial moment; we cannot afford to fail at the last hurdle.

It'll be soon, very soon, just a little longer.

With the Lunar New Year's Eve approaching, Ming Jingcheng's long-standing illness suddenly disappeared, and the Ministry of Rites took this opportunity to plan a grand celebration.

Ming Huaijin dressed in his magnificent attire, looked at himself in the mirror, and smiled slightly.

Everything depends on today.

Gu Yao looked at Ming Huaijin, who was smiling gently, and knew that the decisive moment had arrived. He stood in front of the door and watched Ming Huaijin get into the carriage and head towards the palace. There was always a sense of unease in his heart.

Standing there watching the carriage depart, Gu Yao hesitated for a moment before deciding to follow it.

He returned to his room, quickly transformed back into his original form, and nimbly traversed the rooftops, his movements agile and nimble, as he raced towards Ming Huaijin.

Ming Huaijin was sitting in the carriage, contemplating the events of the evening, when he heard a light thud as the carriage landed on the roof.

His eyes sharpened, and he leaned down slightly, gripping the dagger hidden in his boot tightly, ready to fight at any moment.

Gu Yao jumped off the rooftop by the roadside, landing in a daze. His head was spinning, and the carriage was bumping along. It took him a while to regain his senses.

He nimbly leaped onto the carriage shaft, raised his paw to lift the curtain, but his eyes met Ming Huaijin's deep gaze. Those peach blossom eyes, which should have been full of affection, were filled with sinister intent, and the dark ink in his eyes revealed murderous intent.

Gu Yao had never seen Ming Huaijin look like that before.

With crimson pupils, it was like a man-eating beast staring at its dying prey.

Numb and cold.

One look from that gaze sent chills down my spine.

Ming Huaijin was always gentle and cunning in front of him, always carrying a touch of childish youthful spirit.

Even when she was occasionally displeased, she had never looked at me with such a cold gaze.

Although he knew that the gaze was probably not directed at him, Gu Yao was still startled and froze on the spot.

The carriage seemed to have tripped over something, causing it to lurch more violently. Gu Yao was about to fall when Ming Huaijin swiftly rushed over and scooped his little fox into his arms.

His hand was still resting on that smooth and supple back, gently stroking it, as if to soothe Gu Yao's emotions.

He knew that his little fox had been frightened by him.

Thinking of this, Ming Huaijin felt a pang of self-reproach.

He sat up, ignoring the bruise on his hand, and gently stroked the white fox with a softer touch.

Gu Yao was startled for a moment, and then the carriage jolted, and he almost fell over.

She was even pulled into someone's arms.

What a shame!

Gu Yao looked utterly hopeless.

Ming Huaijin thought his little fox hadn't recovered yet, so he quickly picked him up and checked him over from head to toe.

Gu Yao just wanted to shut herself away for a while, but this silly dog ​​kept looking at her over and over, making her so angry that she wanted to slap Ming Huaijin's face with her paw.

But then I saw those brown eyes filled with worry.

That aura suddenly dissipated.

In the end, Gu Yao simply stretched out his front paw and pushed away the stunningly beautiful face that was brought close to his eyes with a look of disgust.

Seeing that Gu Yao was alright, Ming Huaijin smiled and leaned closer to him.

The man and the fox made their way to the banquet.

Ming Jingcheng, who has been out of the public eye for a long time, looked to be in excellent health and high spirits today, and chatted happily with his ministers.

He doesn't look like someone recovering from a serious illness at all; he looks more like...

Back to the light!

Feeling Ming Jingcheng's gaze repeatedly glancing this way, Gu Yao's unease gradually intensified. Lying on Ming Huaijin's lap, she was extremely restless, her claws involuntarily reaching for the corner of Ming Huaijin's sleeve.

This unease was amplified to its maximum when Ming Huaijin and Ming Huaili were left alone.

Since he couldn't openly follow them, he could only follow them secretly.

There are always more ways than difficulties.

Besides, he's just a little fox right now.

Ming Jingcheng smiled and pulled one of his sons to sit beside him. Under the tranquil moonlight, only the three of them remained in the pavilion.

At this moment, he truly resembled a loving father, chatting casually with his two children, without mentioning at all the recent turmoil in the court.

They put on quite a convincing act.

Ming Huaijin smiled gently, but his eyes were devoid of any warmth.

Gu Yao became increasingly uneasy, sensing that something bad was about to happen.

As expected, Ming Jingcheng said with a smile, "I received two jars of fine wine a few days ago. Today, it's just the three of us, father and sons, so we must drink until we're completely drunk."

The palace maids quickly brought over a wine pot and poured fine wine for the three of them.

Ming Huaijin looked at the white jade wine cup in front of him, his vigilance at its highest. Ming Jingcheng took the lead and drank it all, a happy smile on his face.

"Good wine!"

He looked at Ming Huaijin, who remained motionless, his smile unchanged. "What's wrong, Xiao Qi? Don't you like Father's wine?"

His eyes were filled with coldness, as if if Ming Huaijin said "yes," he could immediately drag the person away and beat them to death.

Ming Huaijin pursed his lips, feeling somewhat caught in a dilemma.

Ming Huaili and Ming Jingcheng both drank from the same pot of wine. He had just observed the maid's gestures as she poured the wine, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Moreover, these next few days are Ming Jingcheng's death day, so it is not advisable to cause any further complications.

His expression was solemn, then suddenly he smiled, raised his hand to lift his wine glass, indicating that he had no complaints.

Gu Yao, however, was alarmed.

At the same time, a mechanical electronic voice issues a warning in the brain.

"Warning! The mission target is under a critical threat. The mission is about to fail. Please save the target as soon as possible!"

Gu Yao's eyes sharpened.

This wine must not be given to Ming Huaijin!

Without thinking twice, he leaped out of the bushes and knocked the wine glass that Ming Huaijin was about to drink to the ground.

Just when success seemed within reach, a fox ruined everything, and Ming Jingcheng's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

The moment Gu Yao knocked over the wine glass, that mechanical voice, which didn't belong to 0529, began to speak again.

"Ding! The third plot point has been triggered: Immortal Lord's Tribulation. Please help the chosen one, Qing Yan, complete his love tribulation. After that, the subsequent plot will be unlocked."

Gu Yao raised an eyebrow.

So that's what they were waiting for me!

Meanwhile, Ming Huaijin had already casually deflected Ming Jingcheng's attempt to punish Gu Yao, and then took a glass of wine from his hand.

They're recklessly courting death again.

It seems like a second wave is on the horizon.