Fast Transmigration Professional Dismantling CP100 Years

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Jun Qi was a little surprised when he heard this at first, but after thinking about it carefully, Guan Yueji's words became clear.In the original plot, it was the heroine's inadvertent kindness and gentleness that deeply touched the emperor who had been in the dark all the time. For him, killing and pouring blood was the first ray of light in his life, so he was naturally held in the palm of his hand to protect him.But now the two met in the brothel Chuguan, even though Sha Qingxue danced a good dance and the plot played a role, Guan Yueji became a little interested in her, but it was only an interest, the kind of pet doll interest of.

One is as precious as a pearl in the palm of the hand, and the other is the joy of playthings.The fate of killing Qingxue is self-evident.Jun Qi glanced at Guan Yueji, but smiled at him, making Guan Yueji confused.Guan Yueji's temperament, even though the two have not known each other for long, Jun Qi can see it clearly, as long as it is what he wants, he will definitely do everything possible to get it, it can be said that the life of killing Qingxue is not easy.Instead, he thanked Guan Yueji for solving a problem for him.

"She is my concubine whose engagement was retired." Seeing Guan Yueji's frown tightly, Jun Qi chuckled softly. "So...you have to treat her well." Jun Qi's lips curled up in a beautiful arc, which was actually a little more beautiful than that Sha Qingxue who was wearing heavy makeup.

"Since you ordered, I will take more care of her after I bring her into the palace." Hearing Jun Qi's low smile, Guan Yueji said jokingly.The meaning of taking care is naturally self-evident.To Guan Yueji, how could a beauty with a little heart be compared to a best friend?

As for how Sha Qingxue came to Xili, Jun Qi didn't care, because he knew that being in Xili's harem was enough to keep her alive.After staying in Xili for a few months, Jun Qi couldn't stay any longer, and Yan Chao sent several letters to urge him.It stands to reason that his emperor's brother's temperament must be aware of his wanton and unruly nature, even if he is urged, he will not be so hasty.Then only... the crown prince has arrived.Thinking about the unreasonable relationship with Jun Lin, Jun Qi unconsciously pressed his temple.

At worst, he would live in Xili after returning home. Thinking of this, Jun Qi felt relieved.When King Lin ascends the throne, he still doesn't know how miserable his life will be in the future, so he might as well take advantage of the fact that his brother is still in power, ask for a favor, and stay in Xili in the future.

"Don't say send it off, I may come to you for a long-term stay someday in the future." Facing Guan Yue Ji Junqi who pretended to be seeing him off casually, he opened the curtain on the carriage and smiled at him, "Okay, when will I I will definitely open the city gates to welcome you, the Happy King!" Guan Yueji also smiled after hearing this, but there was a bit of cheerfulness under the sun.

Seeing the group of people leaving in a mighty way, Guan Yueji, who was riding the horse, raised his hand and touched his chin, squinted and smiled and said to himself, with some malicious intentions: "Lai Xili? Nephew, force it!" As if thinking of something, the smile on Guan Yueji's face grew gloating.

Today's Emperor Yan Dynasty's health is getting worse day by day, and he has already handed over the power of supervising the country to the prince.In fact, Jun Lin doesn't have any nostalgia or admiration for this father. The emperor who is about to enter the coffin also had a childhood sweetheart when he was young. Since he ascended the throne, he has been named a queen. At that time, the emperor and queen were so affectionate that others were envious. , but the queen became pregnant shortly afterwards, and Jun Lin was the son born by the queen's desperate efforts.From birth, Junlin has been His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.But the emperor didn't know how to face this son, and even felt conflicted in his heart, thinking that this son killed his beloved, but this child was a combination of two people's blood, and he was entangled and hesitant, so he was thrown in the East Palace all the time. Don't ask.It can be said that under such circumstances, it is not surprising that the prince has such a personality.

Just when Junqi was returning to Beijing, the emperor passed away.Jun Qi could only go back to the palace and hurriedly changed into the white clothes that the steward had prepared and entered the palace.Officials usually kneel outside the palace, but only relatives of the emperor are eligible to kneel in the palace.And the crown prince knelt in front of the coffin with a blank expression. According to the rules, he had to kneel for three days.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Jun Lin stood up and ordered the ministers to go back, but he said that King Xiaoyao stayed.Although the current Junlin has not yet ascended the throne, he can already be regarded as the lord of the Yan Dynasty. Naturally, no one thinks it is inappropriate to call his uncle by his name.And when he heard his words, Jun Qi's eyebrows twitched, he always had a bad feeling, but now that the late emperor's coffin was still here, no matter how presumptuous this King's Landing was, it would be impossible.

The two left the palace where the late emperor's coffin was kept, and came to the place where emperors usually go to court to review politics.From the looks of it, it should be about serious business, Jun Qi's heart relaxes.

In the Proclamation Hall, which usually goes to court, Jun Lin called everyone back. There were only two people in the hall, and Jun Lin sent his confidantes to guard the door of the hall. It became more and more empty and dead.

"I don't know what your Majesty Xuanchen is talking about?" Jun Qi raised his brows, his voice indifferent.

Don't care what he said, King's Landing said softly. "It was here at that time that I took a good look at you." He suddenly laughed.

"At that moment, I thought I must take you down."

"Later, after a night of spring dinner, I knew your fickleness, but I couldn't forget it."

"I was thinking for a long time after you left that I probably fell in love with you." He didn't use the honorific title of an emperor, but the most ordinary me. "Jun Qi, I love you." He looked at Jun Qi's extremely beautiful twin eyes, and said word by word.Jun Qi was taken aback, but Jun Lin didn't want to express his thoughts at such a time. "We are uncles and nephews." Jun Qi was still as indifferent as before, and his face was not touched at all, "Besides, I don't like you, Your Majesty." He deliberately emphasized the word "Your Majesty", and the small word is infinitely mocking.

"I didn't want you to like me." Hearing Jun Qi's answer, Jun Lin smiled, with a gentle look that seemed to be able to soak into the soul from the dark eyes.

Jun Qi was taken aback for a moment, but Jun Lin grabbed his wrist and pulled him closer to his arms, holding the person in his arms. Jun Lin smiled lowly beside him.

"Uncle Emperor... As long as I like you, that's enough..." The satisfaction of that person being held in his arms was so beautiful that it made people cry.Jun Lin rubbed against the extremely unwilling person, and the blackness in his eyes became more and more intense.

He likes this person, he must have this person...

Why?Because this person...is everything to him...

Some people, once in love, are fire.It destroys others and burns itself.And Jun Lin is such a person.Even if you know it's a mistake, you can't let it go, but you make mistakes again and again.If the mistake is at the beginning, it exists and cannot be undone.

☆, Demolition through Marysu

"Is it useful for you to trap me in this palace?" Jun Qi sneered, looking at Jun Lin who was full of smiles in front of him.At this time, Jun Lin was already dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe. Looking at the man in front of him who seemed to be much thinner, he stepped forward and raised a strand of hair on his shoulders, "It is certainly useful, at least... I can see it all the time. You." His brows and eyes were gentle, and the minister who was suppressed and purged by iron and blood methods might not believe it.The young emperor used vicious methods to clean up the court.In the eyes of the world, this person is vicious and cruel, but he has never been gentle.It's not that he doesn't have tenderness, but he gave all the tenderness left in his heart to those who shouldn't be given it.

After the cloud-rain that night, Jun Qi seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear in his sleep. "I love you... so what..." "It's wrong... it's wrong..." "In this life, I will recognize you..."

"Uncle Huang, I have been poisoned by you, but I enjoy it..."

After all, Jun Lin had just ascended the throne, so he had a lot of things to do, so he didn't stay here for long before leaving in a hurry.

After he left, Jun Qi felt stuffy in his heart, took out the white silk in his sleeve, covered his mouth and coughed lowly, and when he finally breathed freely, he saw the dazzling crimson color on the pure white.Jun Qi narrowed his long and narrow eyes, but naturally put away the handkerchief.He knew very well that his body was failing.Originally, after the plot ended, there would be no end for Jun Qi, but now he probably just died of illness like this.

Jun Qi sighed, lowered his eyes, and covered the expression in them.

"Lord, your body..." Mo Yansheng's slightly hesitant voice came from behind. "No problem." Jun Qi tilted his head and chuckled, as if he hadn't heard of the coughing up of blood just now.

After Jun Qi returned to the capital, Mo Yansheng, who had cleaned things in the religion from southern Xinjiang, came back, making Jun Qi smile bitterly.He didn't expect that this person would remember a joke that year in his heart.But that's it, I can't delay him for a few days.

"You shouldn't stay with me like this, this is not the place for you to stay." Jun Qi said to the people behind him.He has already reincarnated hundreds or thousands of times in the plane world, and he doesn't want to owe anyone anything.As for Mo Yansheng, he felt that he owed him, owed him a lifetime of love and freedom.

"I can't thank you enough for saving my life." After a moment of silence, Mo Yansheng replied.He knew in his heart that if he left at such a time... he might be seeing Jun Qi for the last time.This person's health is getting worse and worse. From the occasional frown in the past to the current coughing up blood, he remembers that when he persuaded Jun Qichuan to take a look at the doctor, this person said lightly, "There is no cure." .”

He seemed to still be able to recall Jun Qi's smile at that time, his thin body and his almost translucent pale skin under the sun, which were shockingly beautiful.

"Your Majesty, these are all the notes from the minister persuading you to have a three-year general election." The eunuch below said carefully as he flipped through the pile of notes.A sneer appeared on Jun Lin's lips, "Give me all the papers and send them back to those officials' mansions, and tell them that they don't want to manage my harem until their backyard is tidied up!" It's hard for an upright official to take care of housework, and who can guarantee their own backyard? Not a dark thing or two?Seeing that the emperor was really angry, thinking of the iron-blooded method, all the ministers who went up to the court were all trembling, and it was even ridiculous that there were still several timid ones who directly claimed that they were sick and could not go to court.

Naturally, Jun Lin would not tell Jun Qi about these things.As the night fell and the candles in the hall flickered, Jun Lin frowned involuntarily while hugging the slender waist of the man in his arms.I don't know if it's my illusion... The touch in this hand is getting weaker and thinner for some reason.

"Uncle Emperor." Sensing the shallow breathing of the person in his arms, Jun Lin said softly, "I just want to keep you... Meeting you is my best luck. I will never... never let go... ..."

He didn't know that just when he thought the person with his back was already asleep, that person's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his black eyes were clear under the cold moonlight.

The last impression was that face that was bloodless and still perfect and delicate.His ink-colored hair was scattered on the bed sheet, which was as beautiful as a splash-ink painting drawn by everyone.In the end, Jun Qi asked Mo Yansheng to take him away from the Yan Dynasty. Relying on his hidden guards and the power of the Demon Cult, he finally arrived at the capital of Xili.

According to Jun Qi's last order, the last thing left by the man was a box of fly ash. "Just put it there, someone will come and take him back." Guan Yueji said with an indifferent and cold face.

"En." Mo Yansheng expressionless, left Xili and returned to Southern Border.

The person he wants to protect is no longer there, so why stay here in the Central Plains?

Jun Lin went to Xili in person, Guan Yueji handed him the exquisite wooden coffin, "Take him away, he definitely doesn't want to leave his homeland." He seemed to be thinking of his old friend who was still smiling, as if he had only With a handful of white bones left, even the brows, which are not usually full of thoughts, are stained with a little bit of sadness.

At that time, King's Landing cried for the first time, and the transparent tears soaked into the wooden box and disappeared.Looking up again, he is still a wise and mighty emperor.

Junqi is dead, but Junlin is still alive.Now Jun Lin only has an indifferent soul left, that person has taken away all his tenderness.

In the next life, I will still haunt you life after life.Facing the box next to the pillow, the emperor bent his lips and smiled lightly, with a tenderness and obsession in his eyes that no one else had seen.

"Master, who is that in the painting?" The black-robed man tentatively asked, he was the protector of the devil's sect who had always been trusted by Mo Yansheng, so he asked cautiously at this time.

With a cold face, Mo Yansheng looked at the painting hanging on the wall.The man in the painting is still smiling.There was an involuntary throbbing pain in my heart.

"Lord, that's my lord." Mo Yansheng said.

[Welcome the host back to the space. ] What greeted Su Mo was still the indifferent voice of the system.

☆, tear down the substitute and be cute

Opening his eyes again, Su Mo is sitting in a speeding luxury car, the scenery outside the car window is passing by quickly, the driver in front of him is a big driver in black, driving with a blank face, not paying attention to Su Mo body.

Su Mo smiled, closed her eyes and accepted the plot information from the system.It has to be said that this is a subdued world.This world is called "The Domineering Wife of an Infatuated President". The heroine Ye Qinger's parents are ordinary teachers but her family life is happy. After meeting Lan Jue, Lan Jue fell in love with Ye Qing'er while getting along, and the two dated naturally. Unexpectedly, after graduating from university, Ye Qing'er wanted to break out of the world alone instead of relying on Lan Jue, so she broke up with Lan Jue. , leaving country C.After three years of absence, Ye Qing'er was still the white moonlight in his blue determination. When Ye Qing'er came back strong, the two of them lost their supporting roles and lived happily together.The original owner was the cannon fodder.

The original owner's name was Ming Chen, and this time Su Mo no longer had the noble status of the past, but was an orphan.It happened that Mingchen was somewhat similar to Ye Qing'er in appearance, so Lan Jue took him back to the main house to raise him. He was autistic at a young age, and Lan Jue only looked at him every time. The side face of the child was absent-minded and did not talk to him, and he was not allowed to go out tomorrow morning. Gradually, the mild autism turned into a severe one. Although the child did not do anything, the similar face made the proud Ye Qing'er became jealous, and the two were on and off again. In a fit of anger, Lan Jue threw Ming Chen out and killed himself.What happens to an autistic orphan?Nothing better than dead.

The luxury car stopped suddenly, and the driver got down and opened the door for him. In front of him was a luxurious manor. As the male protagonist, his wealth is naturally not built.Mingchen looked ahead uneasily, with hesitation flashing in his eyes, the old butler of this manor had won Lan Jue's trust, so he naturally knew what the master was doing when he brought this orphan to the main house.His tone was not enthusiastic but serious, "This is where you will live in the future, you can't go to the third floor, and you can't go to Mr.'s study..." After the old butler explained the incident, he looked at Ming Chen and nodded, The housekeeper lamented in his heart that he had also seen Miss Ye's family who was not rich but proud, with a similar face but Mingchen was so weak and deceitful. , the old butler calmly led Ming Chen to the door of his own room.

Ming Chen only looked up when there was no one else around.He first looked at the layout of the room, there was a hollowed-out bookcase, his eyes flicked across the rows of books on the bookshelf, Ming Chen's eyes flashed joy.In the orphanage, there were not many toys, only old books donated by well-meaning people. He took turns reading books. He liked to read books in the morning, so he could sit quietly all afternoon with the books in his hands.There was a light knock on the door, and Ming Chen looked up at the window, only to realize that it was already dark.

Outside the door was the maid of the Lan family urging him to go downstairs for dinner, and the husband had already returned.Hearing what the maid said, Ming Chen pursed his lips at her. He didn't speak but his faint smile stunned the maid who had served Lan Jue for many years.Lan Jue is a good-looking man, as a servant of the Lan family, she naturally has a high opinion of people, but this time, it's just the young man's smile that makes her feel soft.

The 15-year-old boy was standing at the dining table, pinching the corner of his right hand clothes, looking very embarrassed. "Get to the table on time in the future. I don't like waiting for people." Lan Jue's voice was nice, but the indifference in it was obvious. "En..." The young man who kept his head down replied softly.Lan Jue glanced at him, seeing that the man was not even half similar to the woman he had missed for a long time except his face, he frowned involuntarily and said, "Sit down."

The atmosphere at the dining table was very quiet, without any laughter and banquets from ordinary people.After a meal, the relationship between the two did not go further. "Sir, I've finished eating, please take your time." Mingchen doesn't eat much, he only ate a small bowl of rice, he put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, and Mingchen raised his head and said to Lan Jue.Lan Jue glanced at him and nodded, only then did he realize that this man had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, which were clean and clear, and there seemed to be a shyness in them.This made Lan Jue unconsciously think of a puppy he had at home before, its eyes were so moist, and it was very cute when staring at a person.

In fact, staying alone in the room is very lonely, and this room is black and white, which Ye Qinger likes, as the main decoration, without the warmth of home, but with stiff and cold lines.But Ming Chen doesn't care about these.As long as there is a book in hand, it is enough.The sunshine in the afternoon is very good, and it is very warm on the body through the thin glass. In the morning, I like to read quietly like that, with my fingertips gliding across the pages of the book.When Lan Jue entered his room and knocked on the door, he happened to see the young man holding a book. His brows, which were originally timid, were calm and gentle at the moment, and the years were so peaceful.Startled by the person who came in suddenly, the boy shut the book suddenly and stood up in a little panic, looking at Lan Jue's handsome face at a loss.Lan Jue walked towards him, and the young man took a step back in surprise.

"Are you afraid of me?" Seeing Ming Chen like this, Lan Jue frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"No!" The boy replied hastily, a little panicked.

The slightly disturbed immature face in front of him was very similar to the face of the woman in his memory, Lan Jue's eyes flickered slightly, but immediately became deep again. "Don't hide from me in the future." He pinched the boy's jaw, frowned and threw out an inexplicable sentence before leaving.

After he left, Mingchen went to the bathroom and looked at his face in the mirror.Is this face really similar?He pinched himself and stopped thinking about it.

Lan Jue who left was a little irritable.The Ye Qing'er he likes is the beautiful woman who always has a proud expression. Although the child he brought back is very similar to Ye Qing'er, it is cowardly and weak.This should have made her feel extremely angry, that boy was not worthy of that face that was almost the same as Ye Qing'er, but somehow, when he touched those flustered eyes, the full of anger vented out.

☆, tear down the substitute and be cute

Compared with the house, Mingchen prefers the garden.Because of Lan Jue, the garden is full of beautiful red roses, which look like a sea of ​​flowers from a distance, and are breathtakingly beautiful under the sun.

The tip of her nose seemed to be able to smell the strong fragrance of roses. Ming Chen pursed her lips, lowered her head and continued to look at the book in her hand.His white fingertips slid across the pages of the book, and his serious and persistent expression was unexpectedly beautiful.

Lan Jue stood with his hands behind his back in front of the French windows on the third floor of the residence. He saw the young man who was bathed in the sun. He cut his black hair and his skin was clean and fair. From Lan Jue's perspective, he could see the bright Chen's profile, so quiet.

The world is really amazing, it can create two people who have no blood relationship but unexpectedly look alike.

Lan Jue's lips curved slightly, and the figure in his eyes seemed to add warmth to his thin pupils.

"Do you want water?" A man's voice came from beside him, with a shadow in front of him.Ming Chen was surprised to see the man, it was Lan Jue.And now he holds water in his hand.Looking up, he happened to meet those eyes that seemed to be full of tenderness, Ming Chen obediently took the water glass, and took a shallow sip. "Thank you, sir." In a rare way, the boy bent his smile, and his big eyes seemed to be cautiously happy.

However, this smile was fleeting, and when he got up in the morning, he said with an uneasy smile, "Since Mr. is here, I'll go back to my room first."

He is afraid, Lan Jue, who has been in the shopping mall for many years, can see it.This person, he is afraid of himself. "In the future, you will come down and eat with me when I arrive." Lan Jue said before leaving.

In fact, the two were supposed to be together, but because Mingchen didn't want to have too much contact with Lan Jue, and his profile also stated that he had mild autism, so after the housekeeper discussed it, he asked the maid to deliver each meal to the room inside.

It's just that Lan Jue is the master of the house now, so naturally no one dares to disobey his orders, so when it was time for dinner, the maid knocked on his door on time. "Master Ming, sir is waiting for you to eat." Ming Chen knew Lan Jue's words in the afternoon, coupled with Lan Jue's uncompromising temperament, nodded and followed.

The dishes on the table are not complex and varied, but they look very appetizing.It was originally a quiet dinner, but I don't know what happened to this Lanjue, and suddenly I picked up a chopstick and put it into Mingchen's bowl, "Try it, you should like it."

Looking at the white and tender fish in the bowl, Mingchen's eyes flickered, but he quickly added a look of flattery, "Thank you sir, I like it very much." Seeing those shy smiling eyes, Lan Xin couldn't help but soften.

The two of them no longer had the alienation and indifference they had before, but instead had a touch of warmth.The old butler stood not far away and looked at the two of them. He grew up watching Lan Jue, so he naturally hoped that Lan Jue could find happiness.

At first, I didn't like this timid boy very much, but after getting in touch with him for a long time, I realized that this kid is probably the reason why he has autism and doesn't get in touch with others very often. He has a soft and kind heart. Well, the old housekeeper really liked this child, and thought it was still so good.

He has also seen the relationship between his young master and Ye Qing'er. Ye Qing'er is proud, but also too proud.The two of them have always contributed to Lan Jue, while Ye Qing'er just enjoyed it.

But... the old housekeeper knew Lan Jue very well, others didn't know, but he knew that his eyes were vaguely revealing that Ming Chen was looking at another person.However, these are not things he should worry about, the old housekeeper restrained his thoughts.

After all, Lan Jue is the president of a company, so naturally it is impossible to have sex in one day. Occasionally, some important matters require a meeting of the board of directors, and the time is not certain.

Today we discussed a big case, and when we got back to the villa, it was already dark and there were a few stars shining in the sky.Turning around the entrance, I saw a young man crouching on the sofa watching TV with a soft puppet in his arms.Now that their relationship is closer, apart from not talking too much, the boy is no longer uncomfortable as he was at the beginning.

"Have you eaten yet?" Seeing Ming Chen, even Lan Jue didn't know the tenderness hidden in his eyes. "En." Ming Chen replied softly, holding a white lop-eared rabbit in his hands, which looked very cute.

Only when Lan Jue asked him, Mingchen would answer a few words, and most of the time he was staring at the TV intently.Just in front of the screen in front of them was a man in a suit playing the piano with his fingers flexibly, and the smart and smooth melody flowed out from his fingertips. After the song was over, the crowd in the audience burst into applause.

Lan Jue seemed to have thought of something, and accidentally caught sight of the hand that was gently pulling the lop-eared rabbit's ear, with well-defined knuckles, white and slender fingers. "You have a pair of beautiful hands," he smiled, "Ah Chen, do you want to learn piano?" Hearing Lan Jue's proposal, Ming Chen was taken aback, glanced at his own hands, and then looked up at Lan Jue blankly. .

Lan Jue was much taller than Ming Chen. He looked at the young man looking up, and his smile deepened. He reached out and stroked his soft black hair, "Tomorrow I will arrange a piano teacher for you."

"En." Hearing his words, Mingchen replied.But it seems a little absent-minded.Because there are still some details about the company that need to be confirmed, Lan Jue went to the study after staying with Ming Chen for a while.

It should be explained that Chen's talent is so good that even his piano teacher couldn't help being amazed.Whenever the teacher exclaimed, "Mingchen, you are simply a genius." Mingchen would only curl his lips and chuckle beside him but didn't say anything. His appearance made the teacher sigh again that he was honored and humiliated at a young age. , there will be great fortune in the future.

The female teacher who taught Mingchen was invited by Lan Jue. Naturally, she was not an unknown person. Iris is a very famous pianist nowadays. The first teacher, but now let her discover a treasure.

With a smile on his face, Mingchen slides his fingertips on the keys, his finger speed becomes faster and faster, and the whole piece is full of majestic meaning.At the end of the song, "Teacher, how are you?" At this time, Mingchen was not shy, but smiled calmly.

Listening is like reading a person.As a devout believer in music, Iris is happy to have molded a child into an almost perfect musician.

"My child, at your level, I suggest you to participate in the International Piano Competition." Iris is a genius, she has a unique bond with music, but Rujia has to admit that her little apprentice is a genius, the real genius.

"I'll tell my husband." Mingchen smiled beautifully, but added a touch of elegance.

☆, tear down the substitute and be cute

Being a weak and forbearing dodder flower is certainly distressing, but tomorrow morning chooses a white rose, which blooms in a noble and elegant white color, and the petals are soft and pure, but with stinging thorns.

When you raise your head in the morning, you can see through the bright French windows the red roses blooming recklessly and enchantingly outside, and lower your eyelids to hide the sarcasm that keeps rising from your lips.

Without thinking about it, he opened the piano cover, and the elegant voice came out from his fingertips. "Great." A chuckle came from next to my ear, Ming Chen turned her head

Seeing Lan Jue leaning against the door of the room.

"Iris said you are a genius, so it looks good." Lan Jue stepped forward and rubbed his hair. Mingchen's hair has not been cut since it entered the Lan family's main house, and the front end of the soft black hair covers the eyes. , Lan Jue raised his finger and brushed it aside for him, the touch on his fingertips made his heart tremble.

"Sir, I want to participate in the competition." Accepting the man's seemingly intimate touch, Ming Chen said lightly with bright anticipation in his eyes.Lan Jue was taken aback by his words.Since the adoption procedures were handled for Mingchen, he has never left the villa in the past three months. The 15-year-old boy is like a canary bird in a cage.

"Of course, a genius must stand in a place that attracts people's attention." Lan Jue said to Ming Chen with a gentle smile.Hearing his words, the well-behaved boy showed a joyful expression.

Relying on Iris' means and identity, Mingchen easily got the invitation letter for the Chopin International Piano Competition.There is still more than a month before the competition, and now he is practicing piano every day tomorrow morning.

After playing a song, Lan Jue, who had been sitting beside him and listening carefully, stepped forward and put his hand on the piano under his eyes. The young man was very beautiful, with clear and slender joints, but his fingertips were originally smooth and tender. There is a thin layer of cocoon.

"Don't practice today, I'll take you out." After Mingchen, Lan Jue said, "How can such a beautiful hand be ruined by the piano?"

"Because sir likes it," said the young man behind him, his expression was very serious, and Lan Jue, who was looking at him sideways, couldn't help being taken aback. "Because sir likes me to play the piano, so I will work hard." Mingchen's lips curved She made a not-so-light arc, and the joy in her eyes seemed to burn her pupils.

"It's so stupid." Lan Jue, who has always been smart and flexible, didn't know what to answer at this time, and said this after being dazed for a while, turning his head and not looking at Ming Chen who was smiling like a flower behind him.

"Sir, where are we going?" Ming Chen asked curiously as the slightly dark scene outside the car window flew by. "A playground." Lan Jue, who was driving, said, "You haven't been there, have you?"

"En." As if thinking of something, the boy casually looked out the window. "I'm an orphan, but I've heard my classmates discuss it before, and they all liked it." There was no self-pity in Mingchen's words, but a bright smile evoked a bright smile at the end, "However, Mr. Go to the playground."

From seeing such a non-utilitarian smile in the mirror although he never turned his head, Lan Jue understood that as long as a little bit, the child would be satisfied and happy.

Thinking of this, Lan Jue's hand holding the steering wheel tightened unnaturally, and there seemed to be a flash of guilt in his eyes.

Yes, guilty conscience.What he did to Ming Chen was just casual, but it made him so happy.Ming Chen is Ye Qing'er's stand-in, Lan Jue knew it very well, although he didn't say it clearly.

If you let the young man know, I am afraid that there will be no such simple happiness anymore, right?No one is willing to be a substitute, even more so with the pride of a teenager.

The momentary chaos made Lan Xin upset. "What's the matter? Sir." Noticing Lan Jue's irritability, Ming Chen said softly.And Lan Jue looked at him sideways, and met those gentle black eyes.Clear and simple, only shallow concern, but inexplicably warms the heart.

The playground is known as a couple's paradise. In the past, Lan Jue could only study non-stop when he was a child because of his status. When he grew up, he only came here a few times with Ye Qing'er.

Obviously, I rarely go to crowded places in the morning, but it is probably due to the child's nature, and without restraint and discomfort, he can move freely among the crowd.I guess today is the weekend, there are a lot of people here, most of them are playing together in twos and threes, and I bought a cotton candy very childishly in the morning.The sweet and greasy taste bloomed on the tip of his tongue, and he unexpectedly liked this taste.

The boy likes to squint his beautiful eyes when he is happy to eat, he really looks like a kitten who is full and satisfied.

Probably because it was the first time I came to the amusement park, and because of the unfamiliarity between my relationship with Lan Jue, Mingchen was more relaxed and had a great time playing.It was already late when they prepared the villa, because the villa was located in the suburbs of the city, Lan Jue frowned, and drove the car to his apartment in the city.

Lan Jue lives in the apartment by himself, and occasionally comes to live in it a few times, of course it is comfortable.It's just that there is no servant in this apartment except for a part-time worker who cleans up on time every Monday, so dinner is very difficult to solve.But when I opened the refrigerator, I was lucky to see a handful of green onions, tomatoes and eggs inside.

Mingchen doesn't know how to cook, so of course Lan Jue does it, because it's an open kitchen, Mingchen, who is nestled in the sofa in the living room, can see Lan Jue's busy back in an apron that doesn't match as soon as he turns his head.He looked at Lan Jue for a long time, and then he bent a smile, the temperature in his eyes was warm and affectionate, and he turned his head and continued to turn the remote control in his hand after a while.

Lan Jue, who is very sensitive to people's eyes, naturally knew that Ming Chen was looking at him, but the temperature in his eyes made him reluctant to turn his head.He was very familiar with that feeling, just like... how he felt towards Ye Qing'er.

Dinner is very simple, just a bowl of tomato and egg noodles for each person. In fact, I have been used to being pampered since I was a child. It was Lan Jue who learned cooking for Ye Qinger at the beginning, and because Ye Qinger likes the taste of home, he personally cooked it. I went to learn Chinese home cooking.

Mingchen is his second cook, the first being Ye Qing'er.The woman who has a similar face to him.

Sometimes Lan Jue is also very confused, he unconsciously treats Ming Chen so well, is he trying to make up for not giving Ye Qing'er these times, or is it just because of Ming Chen.

"Sir, am I the first person to have the honor of tasting your food?" Ming Chen asked with cunning in his eyes, but it was not difficult to see the expectation hidden in his eyes.

"En." I don't know why Lan Jue answered like this, seeing the satisfied smile in the big boy's eyes, Ming Chen was unwilling to tell him the truth.

Tell him that I treat you well only because you have the face of someone I like.

Tell him you're just a substitute.

Lan Jue suddenly found that he was so cold-blooded in the mall that he couldn't say those words.

I don't want to say it, and I can't bear to say it.

☆, tear down the substitute and be cute

On a black stage, only a beam of water-colored light hits the piano on the right.Wearing a white suit, a young man with a blurred face stroked the jade-like porcelain keys with his fingers, playing the piano for a while.