Dressed as the Regent's fox pet

The bus staggered away from the station, the streets were still flooded after the rain, and the wheels splashed quite a bit.

After swiping his card, Fang Ying picked up a seat and sat down.The carriage was empty, except for him, there were only two high school students talking in the back seat.He was about to put on the earphones habitually, when he heard familiar words coming from behind, he couldn't help but look back at them.

What they were discussing was the popular online drama "Chao Tian", adapted from Dianjia's IP of the same name, and written by Jianghuai, who is known as the old Wenqing.Due to various reasons, only the first half with good general reviews was filmed, but this was enough to cause a "fever" on the Internet.

For a whole summer vacation, both Weibo and Alphabet website were screened by "Chao Tian", and the leading actors have also risen because of this, accumulating a lot of fame, which shows how popular it is.

What they were discussing just now was a character in the play—Prince Regent Nie Mingchi.

The regent must usurp power, and usurp power must seize the throne.This seems to have become the classic logic of novels. In ancient times, there were Qi Guotian and Wang Mang, and recently there was Zhu Di and Yang Jian.Especially when Shaodi was young and the prince was regent.

As a prince, this Nie Mingchi is special.As the emperor's uncle, he has been conscientiously assisting the young emperor who loves to play cats and dogs for seven years, which is not at all in line with the conventional understanding that being a regent is equal to seeking to usurp the throne.

As a result, there are always people who ask: When will Nie Mingchi usurp the throne?

Fans of the original works who pass by will always take the time to answer: the prince does not usurp the throne, and the usurper is not a prince.

Yes, like many other IPs, "Chaotian" also has its own fans of the original work.But if you want to say that the most different thing from other books is that the fans of Chaotian's original works can be called a love-hate relationship with this book.

Fang Ying is also a fan of the original novel, and she inevitably felt this way. When she heard that it was going to be made into a TV series, she wondered if it was only the first half, but it turned out to be the case.

"Chaotian" has created a series of vivid characters, otherwise it would not have been remade into a drama.But the problem is its bottom half.

Fang Ying read the article after he was fattened up, but when he saw the second part, everyone he thought was the main character got lunch boxes.

He read the volume carefully again to make sure that he read it correctly, so he thought of going to the comment section.

Sure enough, the comment area has already been fried.Some readers don't know whether they can't accept the reality that their favorite characters receive bento boxes or what, and they swear that what they saw when they followed the series before was not like this, and even took the initiative to poke the administrator.

Fang Ying also couldn't accept the news.

He has been reading family texts for a long time. He guessed according to the routine that the seemingly unreliable young emperor in the book is the protagonist, but he didn't expect to get a bento later.The final winner in life turned out to be Liu Xuan, the son of the little-known prime minister, which is too surprising.

Disappointment is disappointment, but Fang Ying still has the last bit of love for this book that he can't let go of. Now that someone mentioned it, he decided to go back and read it again.

As soon as I opened the client, I saw groundhogs screaming in the comment area. The painting style was completely different from the past. Fang Ying swiped the screen to read a few, and then frowned.

[Look what I found! ! ! 】

[I want orthopedics!Prince Shaodi's CP banner is waved! 】

[I declare: This is a heartthrob novel!Liu Xuan is a heartthrob! 】

It's understandable that the rotten girl captured the comment area. After all, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened in Dianjia, but what is the heartthrob Danmeiwen?Fang Ying looked at the division again, and confirmed that "Chaotian" was divided into the historical division.

Fang should turn off the software and put the mobile phone in the school bag to get off when the announcement of the arrival comes from the front.

Since his father passed away, every summer vacation, he and his mother would go back to the imperial capital where his father stayed, and visit the university where his father used to teach.This year, he has graduated from high school and is currently waiting for the admission letter.

After filling out his application, he took the high-speed train to the imperial capital and started his annual long trip, but this time he was alone—his mother hadn't accompanied him since last year.It is said that people have gone, so they have gone, and we must always look forward.

Although Fang Ying always felt that her eyes were dodging when she spoke, her words were good.Earlier, his mother told him on the phone that he was admitted to the university where his father taught, but Fang Ying still couldn't completely relax until he saw the admission letter with his own eyes.

He walked into the residential building in the community, took out the key to open the door, and saw a pair of strange men's shoes at the entrance.

The fingertips holding the key tightened little by little.

People are always sensitive when they are teenagers. Fang Ying could vaguely guess something from his mother's slight changes in the past two years, but his mother never mentioned it, so he didn't ask.It's just that when we dined together, we became more and more silent with each other, and lost the warmth that we had before.

Sometimes he also felt that it was not easy for his mother these years, but he couldn't persuade other men to be his stepfather when he thought of his dead father.

The mother and son lived in peace for two years.

until today.

The door of the master bedroom was opened, and the mother came out with slightly fluffy hair, and there was obviously some surprise in her eyes, "You came back so early?"

Seeing that she closed the door casually, Fang Ying intentionally didn't poke it open, but responded in a nonchalant manner, changed his shoes and walked to his bedroom with his bag.

"The notice is on the table for you." She wanted to catch up and ask Fang Ying if she had had lunch, but she was immediately shut outside the door. Looking at the closed door, she could only stand there and sigh.

The door of the master bedroom was opened at this moment, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came out, "I am causing you trouble."

"It doesn't matter, he knows." She shook her head and said, with some helplessness in her eyes.

In the bedroom, Fang Ying had already sat at the table, and when the conversation outside stopped, he turned his attention to the notice on the table

The outermost layer of the notice is an elegant freehand painting, dotted with ebony plums, which Fang Ying has no intention of admiring at the moment.He stared at the name of the university that accompanied him throughout his childhood, a little lost in thought.

He didn't come back to his senses until the sound of rustling rain came from outside the window.

He opened the notice in silence, glanced at it roughly, and put it away after confirming that he had been assigned to the School of Philosophy. Then he put on the earphones and turned on the client, and read the latest novel on Dianjia. to sleep.

Fang Ying woke up to the sound of conversation. The accents of the two people were unfamiliar, but he could understand them.

He opened his eyes, and what he saw was not the familiar bedroom, but a wooden cage with dark railings and a suspicious bright red on it, and it was being held in the hands of a fat man at the moment.Fang should notice that the clothes of this man and the other are extremely retro.

Fang Ying had a bad guess in his heart, subconsciously lowered his head.First, he saw two small claws with shiny black tips covered with soft and smooth purple fur, followed by a furry fox tail.

......

A thin voice from outside floated in at the right time.

"If this is really a spirit fox, I will present it to His Majesty and I will definitely give you a reward." The fat man glanced at the fox with its tail in the wooden cage, not noticing its dull eyes, and said goodbye to another person .

When Fang Ying recovered from the news that he was dressed as a fox, he was brought to a group of people.There were several long carts in the middle of the line, which were full of things and were covered tightly with black cloth.

The people standing near the cart were all sergeants in armor, tall and strong, much taller than the guards of honor they had seen.

"Change the cage again." The obese man pushed the cage to the sergeant beside him in disgust, and climbed into the only carriage in the team.

Fang Ying was confused when he heard the sergeant's voice, where did he come from?If it was ancient times, I have never heard of ancient people being so tall.

Fang Ying, who was full of doubts, was brought close to one of the carts after being changed to a cage by the sergeant.As soon as a corner of the black cloth was lifted, a horrified gaze stared at it.

Fang Ying turned her head stiffly, and met a pair of tiger eyes the size of copper bells.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was a famous playful emperor who specially set up a animal house to raise all kinds of rare and exotic animals and big cats.Fang Ying doesn't know if His Majesty has this hobby, but that's not the point.

The problem is, the size of the white-fronted tiger in front of him is too huge, far surpassing modern big cats, lying there like a hill.The cage that traps it is not an ordinary wooden cage, but a metal cage made of black gold. There are some mysterious and strange patterns on the cage, like runes.

The sergeant had already placed Fang Ying next to the big cat's cage, and the contrast in size was suffocating.Fortunately, the big cat glanced at Fang Ying's coolness here, and then lay back on its stomach. It was very deep in the essence of the coldness and laziness of cats.

The black cloth was covered again, and Fang Ying breathed a sigh of relief when he heard even snoring coming from the darkness.

Taking a death stare with a real king of the jungle is a very different concept than visiting a captive beast in a zoo.But at the moment, he himself has not fully understood the situation in front of him, and he is afraid that he will have to live next to the tiger along the way.

The cart moved faintly, but stopped suddenly before going far.Not long after, Fang Ying heard the voice of the obese man, who seemed to be arguing with someone.

"These are rare beasts paid tribute by various ministries in Shuozhou. Don't you worry about me?"

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of intensive footsteps, approaching the cart.With a bang, the black cloth was lifted, and Fang Ying felt a sharp pain in both eyes.

I don't know what kind of material this black cloth is made of, once it's covered, you can't see your fingers, and when you suddenly see the light, Fang Ying took a while to get used to it before seeing the situation clearly.

Armored soldiers in black armor were orderly standing on both sides of the road, and one of them came leisurely from behind the distant forest on a white horse.

The first thing you notice is his whole body temperament and those eyes.

His demeanor is lofty and elegant, like a deep valley scholar in ancient times.His gaze is so leisurely and distant, like the blue sky and white clouds.

The wide sleeves hang down like flowing clouds, without any extra tattoos, and there is no pendant belt around the waist.Only a part of her black hair was tied up leisurely with a plain hair band, and the rest was casually draped.

He sits on a horse, but looks as soft as a feather.

The last thing people notice is his face. His facial features are not very amazing, they can only be called handsome, but his facial features are warm and moist, and he has a smile when he is not smiling. His facial features are illuminated by the sunlight Exudes a soft light like warm jade.

Such a person can notice him at a glance even if he is placed in the crowd.

Who is he?

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The author has something to say:

Opening a new article, but now I guess it’s only me (^o^)