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

Jin Fangqian went crazy.

She hugged the quilt crazily every day, treated it as her own doll, talked to it, and hugged it all the time.

"Yandu, why are you so cold all over? I'll warm you up..."

"No, you're so hot, isn't it... is the fire still burning you? I'll go and put out the fire for you!"

As he said that, Jin Fangqian threw the quilt into the water tank.

Then he took it out again, wrapped it tightly in his arms, and his clothes were all wet: "It's not hot anymore...it's not hot anymore..."

Chen Zhou visited her a few times, and always went back with a sigh.

After this incident, Wen Renli shut himself in the study for a long time with a blank face, and only came back to his senses when Chen Zhou knocked on the door to deliver lunch.

He stared at Chen Zhou for a long time, seeing the panic and embarrassment in Chen Zhou's eyes, finally he smiled and picked up chopsticks to eat.

Wen Renli's indifference made Chen Zhou uncomfortable.

He tried: "You...don't ask me why I know about Jin Fangqian?"

Wen Renli looked up at him: "Will you tell me?"

"Will... right?"

Chen Zhou bit his chopsticks, "It's just that I don't know what to say."

"Then don't talk about it." Wen Renli wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with his hand, "I don't have to know."

Chen Zhou still felt a little sorry.

After all, in his eyes, there can be no deception between lovers.

"Actually..."

"Do you still like me?" Wen Renli interrupted him, and said this inexplicably.

"I like it..." Chen Zhou replied quickly.

"That's enough." Wen Renli smiled, "Everyone should have their own little secret."

"As long as you still like me, it's fine."

Chen Zhou was so moved, no matter which world he was in, he was always so considerate, he was a little angel.

He stood up, bent over the table, and kissed him on the cheek.

Wen Renli blinked, put down his chopsticks, and his eyes became dangerous: "I think...it's good to be promiscuous in the daytime."

Chen Zhou chuckled: "I don't think so."

"...Okay, let's wait for tonight."

Chen Zhou's ears turned red.

The night came soon, Chen Zhou sat in the house, waiting for Wen Renli to come back.

But this time, he still didn't wait for Wen Renli to come home.

He waited for a bad news——

Wen Renli was imprisoned in the palace by the emperor.

Wen Renli's confidant was a secret guard, and when he came to find Chen Zhou, his body was still covered in blood.

He knelt in front of Chen Zhou on one knee: "My lord, my lord ordered me to take you out of the capital for refuge."

"Why do you want to take refuge? Where did Wen Renli go? He didn't go with me?" At this time, Chen Zhou was still wearing his underwear, and sat up from the bed in shock.

"The prince is imprisoned in the palace and cannot come out temporarily. He ordered his subordinates to take you away first."

"What are you going to do?" The door was kicked open, and General Chen, Chen Zhou's father, Chen Qianfan, walked in.

A group of guards followed behind him, he waved his hand and said, "Please invite Wang Jun to the palace."

The dark guard rushed in front of him and tried to take Chen Zhou away, but he was seriously injured and was captured within a few strokes.

Chen Zhou shouted: "Stop! I'll let you go."

He gritted his teeth, picked up the cloak and put it on his body, and was forced by the guard to leave the palace.

The palace has been heavily surrounded by Chen Qianfan's army, and all the servants have been brought into the palace together.

What on earth is the emperor's brat going to do?

They said they were inviting Chen Zhou, but they were actually imprisoning him in a disguised form.

He was taken directly to Wen Renli's prison by the guards, and found him pale and unconscious on the bed.

Chen Zhou hurried over and checked carefully.

There was a cut on Wen Renli's wrist, and some medicine was applied, but no blood came out.

Chen Zhou was so distressed, he carefully held Wen Renli's hand and put it under the bed.

Touching his pale face, his eyes were sore.

After raising it for so long, he said that Wen Renli, who looked weak at first, had gained weight and had a more ruddy complexion.

But why did he look weaker in just one afternoon?

Chen Zhou bowed his head and kissed his forehead, got up and poured water to feed him.

After taking off the cloak, Chen Zhou didn't go to bed until the cold air had dissipated, and gently hugged Wen Renli in his arms.

sleepless nights.

But he felt at ease holding Wen Renli.

At this moment, the palace lights flickered, a bright moon gradually dimmed, covered by dark clouds, and the universe was turning upside down.

I don't know what the next sunrise will look like.

Early in the morning, Chen Zhou was woken up, saying that he wanted to see the emperor.

He got up and changed his clothes, closed his eyes and kissed Wen Renli before leaving.

In front of the emperor, he was neither humble nor overbearing, did not salute, just looked at him coldly.

The emperor Wen Renting stood in the hall, and he, who was less than 14 years old, stared at Chen Zhou with a smile.

Behind him is a man in a white robe, wearing a silver half mask, holding a whisk in his hand, and his face is gentle.

"As the emperor, you detained the regent in full view and imprisoned all the servants of the palace. Aren't you afraid of civil strife in the court?" Chen Zhou asked sharply.

Wen Renting clicked his tongue, raised his hem, and walked to Chen Zhou. The little eunuch on the side approached with a bowl of black water.

"Come on, don't be afraid. I just need your help with something." Wen Renting raised his eyebrows and grabbed Chen Zhou's wrist, "Drop a drop of blood."

Chen Zhou wanted to break free, but was held down by the eunuch behind him, his fingertip was pricked by a silver needle, and a drop of blood fell into the bowl.

In an instant, the jet-black water in the bowl became clear, and a gust of black air filled the air.

"Finally found it." The man in white robe teleported over instantly, his eyes were full of madness, he stared at Chen Zhou closely, like a hungry wolf who had traveled for a long time finally found its prey.

Wen Renting was also very excited, and laughed loudly: "As expected... Wen Renli is really my lucky star!"

Chen Zhou frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

The teleporting man, the clear water, the doll that imprisoned the soul...

This world is not only about ancient imperial power disputes, but also about strange forces and chaos.

This damn system, why hasn't it been fully charged...

Wen Renting excitedly said to the white-robed man, "Beichen, we have found a matchmaker, when can we do it?"

The man in the white robe was named Beichen.

He flicked the whisk, and the silver mask shone with a cold light: "The poor Taoist has already chosen a good day, and three days later, the ceremony will begin."

"Okay, okay!" Wen Renting showed joy, and waved for someone to take Chen Zhou down.

Chen Zhou looked at Shang Beichen before leaving, the eyes were as cool as snakes, and his scalp was numb.

Back in the prison palace again, Wen Renli had already woken up, leaning on the bed with a cold expression.

Turning around and seeing Chen Zhou coming in from the gatekeeper, his eyelashes trembled: "Ah Zhou..."

Chen Zhou hurried over and sat by the bed: "Is there any discomfort in your body now? Are you hungry? Does the wound hurt? Do you want to drink water?"

At this moment, he was flustered and could only ask one sentence at a time.

Wen Renli pursed his lips, stretched out his arms to hug Chen Zhou, and buried his cold face in his warm neck.

"Why are you here? Didn't Xiao Nineteen pick you up and leave..."

Chen Zhou felt his slight trembling, smiled slightly, and patted his back to comfort him: "My husband is still here, where can I go. I am reluctant to leave you."

"What's the matter, let's solve it together."

Wen Renli hugged him even tighter.

The two leaned on each other, giving each other warmth.

After a long time, Wen Renli finally said: "Wen Renting him, he wants to revive a person."

Chen Zhou didn't speak, but listened quietly.

"He had a playmate when he was young, who was his only friend. Then that friend fell ill and died."

"Recently, a Taoist priest named Beichen came to the palace. He said that there is a way to bring the dead back to life and reshape the flesh and blood. He bewitched the emperor and asked him to prepare medicinal materials."

Wen Renli coughed and raised his injured hand: "The medicine is the blood of the royal family's children."

Chen Zhou held Wen Renli's palm and touched his wound: "He imprisoned you here just to take your blood?"

"Damn, why doesn't he use his own!"

Wen Renli smiled: "People are selfish. He is not willing to give up on himself, nor is he willing to do something to the eldest princess, so he has no choice but to ask me to do it."

He continued: "The medicinal materials are ready, they are now looking for a matchmaker."

"As long as the medium is not found, they still cannot start casting spells."

Chen Zhou paused in his heart, pursed his lips and remained silent.

What the emperor said in the morning actually told him that he was the matchmaker.

"Then..." Chen Zhou asked softly, "What is the matchmaker doing?"

"According to the information I got, mediums are vessels. They regather the dissipated souls, transfer them into mediums, and completely replace him."

Chen Zhou: "Soul swap?"

"It can be said like this."

Chen Zhou saw Ren Li's pale face, and he really didn't want him to worry anymore.

He took the initiative to kiss his cheek: "Since we don't have to worry about our lives for the time being, don't worry about it so much and take good care of your body. Would you like to sleep for a while?"

"I don't want to sleep." Wen Renli hugged Chen Zhou, "I want to talk to you."

"Well, then you say it. Say whatever you want."

Wen Renli squeezed Chen Zhou's palm and thought for a while: "Didn't you say General Chu Qichu was cute before, let me tell you about him?"

"it is good."

"He was only fifteen a few months ago, and he was already clamoring to marry a wife." Wen Renli laughed when he mentioned this.

"I brought him back from the slave city. He is extremely powerful and has a bright head. He is very good at fighting and killing, so I threw him to the military camp."

"I didn't expect him to make his own way and become the youngest general."

"But he is still a child at that time, and he respects me very much, saying that I am his reborn parent, and he only listens to my orders."

Chen Zhou's eyes curled up with a smile: "Oh... so he still has this feeling for you..."

He rolled his eyes: "I'm jealous."

Wen Renli kissed his eyes dotingly: "You actually eat the jealousy of a 15-year-old child."

"Can't you? Didn't you get jealous that day too?"

"..." Wen Renli paused, and changed the subject, "He is very good at battlefield matters, but he is completely blank about love matters. He always asks when he sees who has a wife, but Mr. Mo is often asked by him. Go, unbearable."

Chen Zhou lay on his chest: "Mrs. Mo?"

"Mo Laoshi didn't have a regular wife, because at that time, men couldn't be wives."

Wen Renli blinked: "So he envies me."

Chen Zhou was surprised and said, "Mr. Mo's sweetheart is a man?"

"Yes, his sweetheart has been with him since he was a child, and he has been with him for more than fifty years."

Chen Zhou let out a wow, in admiration.

Soon it was noon, Chen Zhou took the food and porridge from the maid, coaxed Wen Renli to eat half of it, and before he had time to rest, someone knocked on the door and asked him to go to Beichen.

Chen Zhou frowned, feeling uneasy.

At this moment, Wen Renli fell asleep, and those who had lost too much blood needed to rest.

Chen Zhou covered him with the quilt and left quietly.

The moment the door closed, Wen Renli opened his eyes.

The author has something to say: Wen Renli: I just want a hole, am I easy?

Chen Zhou: I also saved the chrysanthemum today (???)

The bottom line: The stupid author can't write the driving scene... orz I'll go and read more "documents" someday.Then weibo drives

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Update at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning~