[Quick Transmigration] Anyway, the protagonist is quite cold

Mrs. Pei was lazily lying on her gums, the room was filled with incense, and the heat from the earth dragon pressed her skin tightly.Pei Wen frowned inwardly, but asked with a smile on his face, "Where are you going to play today, Aunt?"

Mrs. Pei has a bright appearance, and when she saw her son coming in, she was not in a hurry to speak. Three or four beautiful maids surrounded her, put on shoes and socks, helped her to the mirror, and carefully painted her eyebrows. Then she asked lazily: "Gong'er wants to go out to play, afraid that I will trap you?"

Pei Wen's character is Gong, the character Wen was taken by his father, and the character was given by his grandfather.Since he had written words, his mother no longer called him Pei Wen, but only called him Pei Gong.

He had indeed made an appointment for a poetry meeting to join in the fun, and he happened to be planning to take Chu Songluo there, so he asked him to compose poetry and drink wine, thinking about it, he was still looking forward to it.Mrs. Pei was impressed by what Mrs. Pei said, but she didn't dodge it. She smiled and stepped forward to take the maid's place, picked a flower tin for Mrs. Pei, stuck it on her forehead, looked at it carefully, and said, "Although my son is not very talented, I only drink wine." It is necessary to join in the fun. If you have wine to drink, how can you not go? ——Oh, I don’t need to pick the flowers, and A Niang naturally looks good with anything.”

Mrs. Pei smiled sweetly, but what she said made Pei Wen startled.

"I saw that you are a fake drinker, but a good-looking person is real-I heard that you found another servant yesterday? Is it very beautiful?"

Pei Wen clenched his hands in the sleeves tightly, but a meaningful smile appeared on his face, "It's not considered beautiful, but it's just fun. If Auntie likes it, you can give it to Auntie."

"Hmph." Mrs. Pei seemed to be relieved now, and said quietly: "I still don't understand your temperament, why are you willing to use it for me? I don't care too much."

She didn't even bother to see the boy, she just wanted to beat Pei Wen, don't pay too much attention to a plaything, "If you like to play, there are young ladies in Beijing who don't care about these things, Aniang can help you marry back ;Even if she cares, marrying into our Pei family is not up to her to say anything." The servant girl tied her hair, and accidentally moved heavily, causing her to give her a hard look, which made her shudder and kneel on the ground all at once.Another servant girl went up to tie her hair obediently, turning a blind eye to the servant girl who was kneeling on the ground.Only then did Mrs. Pei continue to say: "——as long as you don't make things like the sudden death of an engaged girl falling off a horse, no matter what you play."

Pei Wen was silent for a while.

Chu Songluo left, and he had been looking for him for a long time.So much so that the matchmaker said kiss, but he felt displeased with any lady he saw.There was nothing to say on the surface, so he played tricks in private, trying his best to destroy the marriage, and even two years after the twentieth crown ceremony, he still has no wife or concubine.

Mrs. Pei had already straightened her appearance, walked to the door with her maid, and added, "I'm going to the temple to ask scriptures today, if Gong'er wants to go out, you can go out."

Pei Wen promised: "I know."

The servants were not allowed to enter the house, Chu Songluo stood outside the door, but could hear the movement inside clearly.When Mrs. Pei came out, the servants hurriedly bowed their heads in salute.Chu Songluo also followed the trend and saluted, but a bright red skirt appeared in his field of vision. Mrs. Pei looked at him critically, "Raise your head."

Chu Songluo raised his head as he said, "I'm terrified."

He wasn't worried that Mrs. Pei would recognize him - she was arrogant and never cared about anything.When the first emperor was still in power, at the feast of the harem's wives, Chu Songluo's biological mother, the empress, was already sick, so it was absolutely impossible for Mrs. Pei to recognize Chu Songluo.She saw that although Chu Songluo had a handsome appearance, his clothes were poor, his palms were callused, and he deliberately acted calmly, she felt that this person was just acting differently from ordinary servants in order to ask Gong'er to treat him differently, but mediocre.

After Mrs. Pei left, Pei Wen came out of the room in a hurry, "Chu... Musan!"

He bit his lower lip, and seemed ashamed to ask, "Are... are you okay?"

His lips were bright red, and his white teeth were white, Chu Songluo felt his throat dry up when he saw him.The advantage of using a whip is that there is no need for direct physical contact, so Chu Songluo can enjoy it more.

Servant Mu San was reduced to a servant after being a good man, but he still did not lose his character. When Mr. Xiao Lang asked him this, he should nod and say no more.

However, Chu Songluo is Mr. Pei Xiaolang's master.

His voice was extremely low and hoarse, and the rolling black clouds were suppressed in his eyes: "So when the servant is not around, does Mr. Xiao Lang often go out to play with others?"

Pei Wen was startled by his expressionless face, but felt that he was the master outside, so he ignored him, looked away uncomfortably, and called Qingjin Qingkui to leave the courtyard first.

Chu Songluo followed obediently like a real servant. He stared at Pei Wen's back from the corner of his eye, not quite understanding why he had formed a dependence on him, but it was not regarded as loving him.It has been like this, Chu Songluo has never been able to eat him into his stomach.

Besides, Pei Wen's serious cp He Zhiren in the original book will appear at this afternoon's poetry meeting.

***

He Zhiyan is a humble man.

There are disputes among the lords, and the right to speak in the court is often not even the emperor's share, not to mention the so-called imperial examinations, which allow ordinary people to come to the hall to speak.It's just that there are people who are educated from humble backgrounds. Scholars are poor scholars, so they naturally have to submit letters to the rich family for protection and become a guest in order to make a living.He Zhiyan is Pei Wen's cousin, Pei Ze, who has been recruited by Pei Wen's cousin—of course he is talented, but he is full of knowledge, and he can't compare to a good skin in front of a group of noble children, so it is naturally his face that Pei Ze takes a fancy to .

It's just that He Zhiyan was arrogant and arrogant, and Pei Ze hinted at him several times, but He Zhiren either refused or ignored him, and rejected him.No matter how much Pei Ze liked this face, he couldn't help feeling angry, so he recruited a few cronies and pretended to form a poetry club, deliberately trying to tease He Zhiyan and rub his spirits.

In the crane pavilion, the screen was set up early, and the earth dragon was lit up, waiting for the young masters from all families to come here.Pei Ze was in charge of the house, and he stood at the front to greet the guests, while a white-clothed scholar stood behind him, not saying much.This is more than words.

Pei Wen stepped forward and exchanged greetings with Pei Ze; although Pei Ze was also from the Pei family, his body was fat and his face was full of fat, so crowded that his facial features lost their shape, naturally he couldn't see the elegance of a literati.This man is full of poetry and wine, which really makes people laugh out loud.Those slit-like eyes looked Chu Songluo up and down, and said with a smile, "Brother likes such people—is it still new?"

Pei Wen also smiled with his hands behind his back, "Why, do you still think you have few people?"

"No, no!" Pei Ze gave him a knowing look, and said with a smile, "Brother, I've tasted it, and I'll try it again. Wouldn't it be more delicious?"

Pei Wen's nerves tensed up, and he secretly glanced at Chu Songluo, fearing that he would lose a little tenderness if he was unhappy, so he stopped paying attention to Pei Ze's words, and led Chu Songluo into the pavilion.

Chu Songluo was not annoyed by Pei Ze's words.

The most important strength in the world lies in self-knowledge, and Chu Songluo is very clear about what kind of existence he is.

The "world" is an existence. "Human" is also a kind of existence.Chu Songluo is an unstable fusion of these two beings, he can no longer be defined by life and death, nor can he become a human being.Each "world" is like a cell. Countless cells do not have their own independent consciousness. All the cells combine to form an extremely large unknown creature that exists stably for a certain purpose.For the sake of its own stability, this huge creature decided to kill the alien Chu Songluo—but this was not the goal of its all-out efforts, so Chu Songluo was able to lurk in every "cell" and attack the "cells". The core, the power to devour the entire "cell".

If I have to say it, Chu Songluo thinks that he is the cancer of this huge creature.

Absolutely cannot be eliminated.Absolutely cannot be assimilated.

Even if it's not human, even if it's just a lone monster, he's going to go a long way.

After a long and incalculable time, Chu Songluo has become accustomed to adjusting his emotional distribution - the most important thing is to become strong, and the rest are irrelevant.In order not to become numb and lose his goal, he must force himself, convince himself over and over again, to conquer someone and make someone fall in love with him. This process is enjoyable and enjoyable.

But he cannot give any affection.Compared with the long road, his feelings are precious and rare.If he squandered all the way, he would quickly lose himself and become a complete fool.

The emotion named "like" is extremely poisonous to Chu Songluo.

—he only wants to have fun.

He walked up the steps without saying a word, and his eyes met with more words than words.

Just for a moment, he quickly looked away and walked into the pavilion.

***

Pei Ze blatantly said such shameless and obscene words, he couldn't help but turn pale, but saw that Chu Songluo, who they were discussing, was expressionless, as if he had noticed his gaze, and met his eyes.

It was as cold as the frozen winter of eternity.An indescribable sense of loneliness and oppression made him almost forget to breathe.

Some kind of turbulent emotion made him lose his mind for a moment, and when he took another look, Chu Songluo had already looked away, like an ordinary servant, without that kind of momentum anymore.

——like a knife in its sheath.

That is the look in He Zhiyan's eyes that he will never forget in his life.