If you are afraid, come to your arms [Quick Transmigration]

"I am an unfavored princess." Jin Fangqian took a sip of wine, "No, rather than being unfavored, it is better to say...not being cared about."

"Even if I sneak out of the palace to play, they won't find out. Even if I'm kidnapped and don't come back for ten days and a half months, they won't know."

Jin Fangqian smiled lightly: "So, I met him..."

As the princess of Jin, Jin Fangqian fell in love with a poor scholar.

She wanted to marry him very much, but her status was so different that she could only meet him privately every few days.

But a very favored princess also fell in love with him.

The princess is gentle and gentle, and everyone is a lady; the princess has a hot personality and is fearless of the world.

In the story books, there is always a scholar with a soft beauty beside him who can add fragrance to his sleeves, but this time it is different, he likes the princess with a straightforward personality.

However, Jin Fangqian, the unfavored princess, the only thing that can be remembered by everyone is - getting married.

That is, when it comes to getting married, the first thing that comes to mind is her.

She is an exchange of interests.

The scholar felt sorry for her and wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the princess, so he planned to take Jin Fangqian far away, but every time he failed because of the secret troubles of the princess.

In desperation, the desperate Jin Fangqian said to him: "We can't live together, but we can die together."

The scholar wept, nodded and answered.

They met quietly, arranged a wedding room in the thatched cottage, embraced each other, and lit a fire.

They will be in the fire, their flesh and blood will be fused together, their ashes will be mixed together, and they will never be separated again in this life.

The fireworks were blazing, and at the last second when Jin Fangqian lost consciousness, she was carried out of the fire by the scholar.

The scholar turned back and was buried in a sea of ​​flames, but she was intact.

Jin Fangqian remembered the last words the scholar left for himself: "You run away and live well, and I will replace you and die here."

It turned out that the scholar had already prepared himself to die instead of Jin Fangqian.

But when Jin Fangqian escaped, the world would think that the princess was dead.

The scholar traded his life for her freedom.

After waking up, Jin Fangqian saw the scholar and thatched hut that had been reduced to ashes, knelt beside him and wailed loudly.

She can't live up to the scholar's kindness, she wants to escape from here!

But the princess knew the scholar's plan, reported to the emperor, and caught Jin Fangqian who was running away while crying, and sent him here to marry him.

On the way, I wanted to kill myself several times, but every time I did it, I would think of the scholar in the flames.

She had to choose another method.

I have heard many rumors about this country, among which the most suitable candidate is the Prince Regent who only married one person.

She finally locked on Wenren Oak.

It doesn't matter if she is a concubine, she may be able to get her freedom.

Chen Zhou was silent for a while, and asked, "What does that have to do with this doll?"

"This is what he looks like." Jin Fangqian stroked it gently, "He has always been by my side."

Chen Zhou sighed, and reached out to touch it.

The touch of the fingertips is too wrong, it is as delicate and warm as a real person's skin.

He quickly withdrew his hand, frowned and asked, "This texture is very different, isn't it made of cloth?"

Jin Fangqian was taken aback, she didn't expect Chen Zhou to reach out to touch it, and hurriedly took the doll back, her face became flustered: "This is made by our unique method."

Chen Zhou nodded, and when he looked down, he saw wisps of black smoke coming out of the doll that was hung back to his waist, as if something broke out of the doll, gathered little by little, and gradually became a human shape.

No, it's a doll the size of a person.

His whole body was as black as coke, and he made the sound of dislocation of bones. His face was different from other parts, it was bloody and bloody, like——

His face was peeled off alive.

Some parts of its limbs were also cut off, exposing bright red flesh and bones.

He was standing beside Chen Zhou, his eyes were only tender red and bloodshot, and the black eyeballs could no longer be seen.

Even though he has no eyes, Chen Zhou can feel that he is looking down at himself.

Chen Zhou turned his head back stiffly, bid farewell to Jin Fangqian who was unaware, and ran away in a hurry.

Looking back while running, he saw the black figure slowly looking up at him, with a bright red grin on his mouth, and appeared half a meter behind Chen Zhou in the next second.

Chen Zhou was so frightened that he almost lost his wits, covering his mouth with tears in his eyes to prevent himself from shouting.

The ghost is chasing him.

The black figure seemed to be playing with him. Whenever Chen Zhou felt that he had run far enough, it always turned into a wisp of black smoke and floated behind him in the next moment.

The servants saw their prince running around in the courtyard without stopping for a moment.

Wen Renli led Mo Yezhi and Chu Qi into the gate by chance, and saw Chen Zhou sitting beside the stone steps, sweating profusely.

"Ah Zhou..." Wen Renli shouted, and the next second he met Chen Zhou's ecstatic eyes.

Chen Zhou rushed towards Wen Renli, threw himself into his arms, and looked back quietly, the ghost disappeared in an instant.

Wen Renli was knocked back a step in a daze, looked down at Chen Zhou, then put his arm around his waist with a smile, and wiped the sweat off his forehead with the other: "What's wrong? In such a hurry?"

"No..." Chen Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned pale, and he still bent his eyes and said with a smile: "No, I just exercised."

Wen Renli still sensed that something was wrong with him, touched his face, lowered his head and kissed his forehead.

Mo Yezhi behind him covered Chu Qi's eyes with his hand: "Do not look at evil."

This sound made Chen Zhou blush instantly, he broke free from Wen Renli's arms, and looked at Mo Yezhi embarrassedly.

Wen Renli pulled him to introduce him: "This is the Prime Minister Mo Yezhi Mo Lao, and this is Chu General Chu Qi."

Chen Zhou saluted: "I have met Prime Minister Zuo and General Chu."

Chu Qi smiled and pulled down the hand covering his eyes, and walked around Chen Zhou a few times with a curious expression on his face.

"You are the prince? You look really good, no wonder the prince wants to go home early every day..."

Wen Renli glared at him, Chu Qi couldn't say a lot of words that were stuck in his throat.

Wen Renli smiled lightly, but seemed a little uncomfortable: "Don't listen to his nonsense...you go back to the room first, the king still has some things to deal with."

Chen Zhou nodded obediently, let go of his hand and walked back. Halfway there, the black human figure suddenly appeared half a meter away.

Chen Zhou: ...the ghosts are lingering!

He began to sweat again on his forehead, he took several steps back unconsciously, ran back to Wen Renli, and grabbed his sleeve: "Can I... be with you."

Wen Renli was a little surprised. Seeing Chen Zhou's pitiful appearance, he hesitated for a moment, and held his cold hand: "Okay."

Mo Yezhi frowned: "My lord, this..."

"It's okay."

Chu Qi shook his head from the side: "Beauty misleads people, beauty misleads people..."

Mo Yezhi knocked him on the head.

In the main hall, Chen Zhou was sitting beside Wen Renli, and he held his left hand on his lap to play with, sometimes pinching, sometimes kneading, and sometimes rubbing his fingers together.

Chu Qi shook his head aside: "I didn't see it, I didn't see it."

Mo Yezhi coughed, and got to the point: "Recently, the emperor believes in mystical arts very much, and even worshiped a Taoist priest from the rivers and lakes as his teacher. I heard that the man said that he could find the elixir of life..."

Chen Zhou was surprised: "You want to live forever at such a young age?"

Mo Yezhi smiled.

Chu Qi continued to add: "That bullshit Taoist coaxes the little emperor around, and he can do whatever he is told."

Mo Yezhi scolded Chu Qi: "Don't be rude to the emperor."

Chu Qi pursed his mouth and stopped talking.

Wen Renli played with Chen Zhou's knuckles, and said flatly, "As long as the emperor doesn't do anything out of the ordinary."

His eyes fell on Mo Yezhi: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Mo, to teach him to study hard and get rid of metaphysics."

Mo Yezhi sighed: "My lord, why don't you talk about it?"

Wen Renli smiled: "He thinks this king is annoying, and wishes that this king would leave him alone. Why should this king ask for trouble?"

Chu Qi snorted: "He just doesn't know your kindness, thinking that everyone covets his throne..."

Mo Yezhi coughed and stopped Chu Qi's next words.

Chen Zhou listened silently, feeling a little distressed.

Wen Renli cared so much about the emperor, but he was still guarded like a thief.

Chen Zhou couldn't help but clenched his palm tightly, giving him a faint warmth.

After that, they talked about how to make the emperor study hard and started a discussion.

Chen Zhou felt like he was having a parent meeting.

After a while, Wen Renli took Chen Zhou to see them off.

Chu Qi stared at their clenched hands, and said without thinking: "I also want to experience the feeling of holding hands..."

Wen Renli raised his eyebrows and raised his hand: "Do you want to try?"

Chu Qi shook his head hastily: "No, no, no, I don't dare...I want to try—"

He looked at Chen Zhou.

Chen Zhou raised the corner of his mouth, thinking that Chu Qi was very cute.

He really looks like a young man, just like a little brother. He should have a huge war strategy to be reused at such a young age.

He turned his head to look at Ren Yue, although his expression was normal, but he held his hand with a little force.

He couldn't help laughing: "No, only my prince can."

"Oh..." Chu Qi was lost.

Mo Yezhi couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed him by the collar and took him away.

"Can't you see that the prince will be jealous?"

Chu Qi paused for a moment: "Jealous? What is jealousy? Is it delicious?"

Their voices gradually faded away, Chen Zhou couldn't hold back, he laughed.

"General Chu is so cute!"

Wen Renli said, "It's not cute."

Chen Zhou took his arm, knowing that he might be interested: "I think you are much cuter than him!"

Wen Renli pursed his lips, held back his smile, and leaned over with his head down: "What did you just say?"

Chen Zhou blinked: "Are you cuter than him?"

"Not this sentence."

"General Chu is cute?"

"No."

"Oh..." Chen Zhou said softly, thoughtfully, "Only my prince can?"

Wen Renli was finally satisfied, but still hesitant: "What can I do?"

"You can hold my hand."

"Then?"

Chen Zhou met his gaze and understood Wen Renli's little Jiujiu in his heart: "Can you...kiss me?"

Wen Renli quickly leaned over and kissed Chen Zhou's forehead.

Chen Zhou smiled and continued, "You can hug me."

Then Wen Renli hugged Chen Zhou tightly in his arms.

Chen Zhou felt sweet in his heart, hugged Wen Renli's waist tightly, feeling his breath enveloping him.

Wen Renli whispered in his ear: "We haven't entered the house yet..."

Chen Zhou's ears turned red.

"Tonight... can Wang Jun..."

Chen Zhou immediately covered his mouth, blushed, and nodded slightly.

For tonight's arrival, Chen Zhou made a lot of preparations.

He was thinking, this is the only way to make Wen Renli feel painless.

He hadn't seen a short film about the relationship between two men.

Chen Zhou seems to firmly believe that he is above.

Wen Renli went out to deal with things after spending the night, and he was so busy these days that he never stopped.

Chen Zhou expressed his understanding.

So he sat on the bed and waited, but he didn't wait for his prince, but a black figure.

It walked towards Chen Zhou through the door, and looked at Chen Zhou with scarlet eyes on its bloody face.

Chen Zhou was so frightened that he quickly retreated to the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover himself.

It was very dark under the quilt, and Chen Zhou could only rely on listening to its footsteps.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, but suddenly they stopped.

Chen Zhoumeng didn't dare to make a sound under the quilt, but he was almost out of breath after being under the quilt for a long time!

He quietly lifted the corner of the quilt and squinted to see.

To a tender red meat——

The black figure was squatting beside his bed, and the bloody face was next to Chen Zhou's head.

It is looking at him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

The author has something to say: Wen Renli: rubbing hands happily...

Chen Zhou: Come back quickly! !Your baby is going to be scared to death! !

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