When a fool becomes a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 5 5

The air was silent for two or three seconds.

Yin Yubei withdrew his gaze, and as soon as he moved his body, his intention was discovered.

He was quickly held down by Yin Huai, he seemed very worried about being discovered, "Don't go out, I will be found."

Yin Huai stared at him, his tone was unclear, "Your Majesty seems to be very different from usual."

He had never realized that Yin Huai would look like this when drunk.

"...I just don't want to be found."

Yin Huai ignored him, in the eyes of others, he was getting drunk and lost his mind, and started talking nonsense.

"Why?" Yin Yubei asked patiently.

Yin Huai buried his chin in his knees, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and sniffed, "I don't like this..."

"This?"

Yin Huai did not speak again, and when Yin Yubei looked over, he had already closed his eyes, leaned against the stone wall and fell asleep as if he had no bones, obviously drunk.

"......."

It was already the next day after Yin Huai woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw golden curtains dangling in front of him, and the carvings on the four pillars of the red sandalwood dragon couch were lifelike.

Seeing him, Xing Pingxi immediately leaned forward and asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, is there anything uncomfortable? Do you need to call a doctor?"

Yin Huai shook his head, his voice was a bit hoarse: "Give me water."

He didn't have the slightest impression of what happened last night, so he didn't think anything was wrong.

Pingxi went to pour water for him immediately, Yin Huai watched his limping back.

"......."

He took the tea cup that Ping Xi handed over, took a sip lightly, and finally decided to ask the question in his heart.

"What happened to your leg?"

Pingxi's expression froze, and he stammered: "The slave is fine."

Yin Huai let out an oh, and then pressed on his leg.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts!" Ping Xi's complexion changed suddenly, and he screamed out.

"Can you talk now?"

Pingxi looked around, Yin Huai understood what he meant, so he pushed back the rest of the palace people.

Pingxi went to close the door in a sneaky manner, and also closed the window.

Yin Huai watched his actions: "..."

Those who didn't know thought they were doing some shady deal.

He recalled the weird look in the palace man's eyes when he was swung back just now, and patted Pingxi lovingly.

"Happy, if there are rumors of broken sleeves in the future, I will be the first to spare you."

Ping Xi hurriedly confessed his crime, and skillfully began to kowtow.

"The slave is wrong, Your Majesty forgives the sin."

Yin Huai hurriedly called him back: "Get up for me, and if you kowtow again, I will send you to King Yu."

Ping Xi immediately stood up in a calm manner.

"Okay, what happened?" Yin Huai felt that his patience was about to run out.

"Your Majesty was drunk and confused. Fortunately, Prince Yu met him, so he sent His Majesty back."

Then, in Ping Xi's trembling words, Yin Huai gradually understood the cause and effect.

Pingxi's legs were kneeling, because somehow Yin Yubei was offended.

No matter how you say it, he is still a prince, and it is more than enough to take care of a servant.

But the problem is that this servant is by Yin Huai's side, which is a bit of a slap in the face.

The more he heard it, his face darkened, and he slapped his thigh for the last time: "It's unreasonable!"

Ping Xi, whose thigh was photographed, burst into tears of pain and was about to speak.

Woohoo why is it always him who gets hurt.

"Beating a dog depends on the owner. He doesn't take me seriously at all." Yin Huai became more and more involved as he talked, and wanted to slap his thigh angrily. Fortunately, Ping Xi was able to hide quickly this time.

Yin Huai lost his hand, and immediately changed direction, patted Pingxi naturally and said in relief: "Of course, I'm not saying you're a dog."

Pingxi immediately patted his chest to express his sincerity, "It's my honor to be your majesty's dog, bark!"

"Hey, I'll give you a promotion next time."

Yin Huai knew that the last time Pingxi shouted on the street must have caused the trouble.

But Pingxi was also wronged, because he didn't see the two big Buddhas below at all, otherwise he wouldn't dare to howl if he had a hundred guts.

In fact, Yin Huai really forgot all about what happened after being drunk.

He knew very little about the later regent, but he also knew that he was ruthless and cold-blooded.The means are brutal.

He is also very clear about his own position, knowing that he is here to make soy sauce, he will be the dog emperor for a few years, and after he settles down, he immediately packs his things and runs away.

He is not so attached to the throne, nor can he understand why others are so attached.

His current task is to keep the dog emperor's character from collapsing. He dare not kill people, but he still dares to fight against people.

For example, Liu Ze, or Yin Yubei.

Because he knew that the original owner had never dealt with them, and he just took over from the original owner.

These few people will not touch him until the time is right. In their eyes, he may not even be considered cannon fodder, but just a decoration on the throne.

But as long as he is in power for one day, he will do his best to perform his duties. Even if he is an empty emperor, he will do his duty as the king of a country within his ability.

It was already late at night when Yin Huai finished grading the papers. He was so tired that he spread his hands, threw away the brush, and lay down on the table, showing a passive attitude of sabotage.

Of course Ping Xi knew him, seeing him like this, his heart moved, and he suggested whether to go to the place where he failed to go last time.

"Where?" Yin Huai didn't respond.

Pingxi hurriedly whispered in front of him for a while, Yin Huai's eyes widened and he shook his head quickly: "I won't go, I'm tired."

"Of course you can't go today. The servant means that you won't go to court tomorrow, so His Majesty can go to play tomorrow."

When Ping Xi mentioned this, he remembered something, and hurriedly reported it to Yin Huai, "At that time, the Empress Dowager also asked the slaves to ask questions, and Lord Liu Xiang was also there."

"I asked you something. I asked His Majesty if he really went to the brothel to play."

Yin Huai began to have a bad feeling, "What did you say?"

Pingxi proudly puffed up her small breasts, with an expression of waiting to be praised, "The servant naturally said he didn't go, and told the empress that your majesty was just talking, and he didn't have that kind of intention."

Yin Huai raised his voice sharply, "Xiang Liu is here?"

Pingxi replied blankly: "Yes."

"How did he react?"

Pingxi was puzzled, "No response."

When Master Liu Xiang heard what he said, he didn't know if it was his illusion. He seemed to smile, but it was too short, only for a moment, and he had no time to confirm it.

Yin Huai naturally didn't believe his words, Liu Ze must feel that there is something wrong with him.

He resisted the urge to beat Pingxi up, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

"Notify me, I'm going to visit the brothel."

"The aboveboard kind for shopping."

Although the name of Qinglan Pavilion is elegant, it is the largest brothel in the capital.

After entering the door, the curtains are flying, and the shadows are indistinct, which is quite interesting.

Yin Huai glanced around, and began to mutter in his heart.

"Okay, okay, why are they all men?"

Ping Xi blinked, and tentatively asked: "Could it be that Your Majesty wants to change his taste?"

???

Yin Huai's heart trembled when he heard the words, and when he met Shang Pingxi's smirking eyes, he was immediately blessed to his heart.

... Obediently.

Yin Huai's voice trembled, in order not to make people suspicious, he could only bite the bullet and say: "...Oh, there is no need to change it, just this."

Unexpectedly, the original owner turned out to be a broken sleeve, and he played so big that even an eunuch knew that he liked men.

Qinglan Pavilion is no different from other brothels, except that the graceful women are replaced by men, and the style is more elegant, so it has become a place sought after by dignitaries.

Yin Huai was well dressed and looked very imposing. It looked like he came from a wealthy family. As soon as he entered the door, there was a special person to greet him and go upstairs to the private room.

"The young master looks like he was born backwards. It must be the first time. Is there any type you like?"

Yin Huai was choked by the smell of the powder and coughed a few times, Ping Xi immediately blocked the beautiful woman with his eyesight, and then he calmed down a little.

"...a bit like a woman."

"Then do you mind asking the little boy whether he usually likes to play on the top or the bottom?"

Hearing this, Yin Huai regained his energy and stared at her, "I never submit to others."

"The slave family knows, come, please come here, young master."

The Nanfeng Pavilion is divided into the front yard and the back yard. Yin Huai bumped into a lot of spring scenery along the way.

Passing through the pavilions and the backyard caught his attention.

A few servants by the stone pavilion in the backyard were kicking a man.Cursing and swearing, blood stains can be seen on the snow. The red blood and white snow are intertwined, which is very dazzling.

There were muffled sounds of kicks and kicks on the people, and the people on the ground were motionless, as if they had already become dead objects. "Let you dare to bite me."

"You mean Beirong dog, let's see how I deal with you."

Yin Huai looked at the bustard at the side, and asked with concern: "Is this...?"

"Just teach disobedient servants a lesson." The old bustard flashed his eyes and said with a sneer, "My lord, come with me."

"Wait a minute." Yin Huai said curiously, "Let me see him."

It was said that the servants had already stopped their movements when they saw a distinguished guest coming, and stood aside dryly, nowhere could they see the slightest bit of aggressiveness just now.

Seeing that he insisted on this, the old bustard could only wink at a few servants.

After the person was turned over, what came into view was jet-black hair, and then a bloodless face.

It looked like a young man, his hands were tied behind his back, his head was slightly lowered, his chest breath rose and fell weakly, his upper body was full of shocking scars all over his body.

"Who is this person?" Yin Huai's heart moved.

"This is a Beirong dog. It is disobedient and has a very violent temper. It cannot be tamed."

"You want him to pick up the guests?" Yin Huai asked in surprise.

The eyelids of the people on the ground trembled slightly, although it was only for a short moment.

No matter how you look at it, this brother has nothing to do with the group of beautiful teenagers who put on powdered noodles.

The old bustard covered her mouth and laughed straight: "My lord, you don't understand, he just likes some guests."

Yin Huai was startled, and then suddenly realized.

That's right, there are some guests who like to be inferior to others, no wonder she asked herself just now whether she is happy or not.

Yin Huai stared at the people on the ground again, with a worried expression on his face: "Why didn't he move? Did you beat him to death?"

"How could it be? Our people have a sense of proportion. Don't look at him like this. He will be alive and well after a few days of raising him. The Beirong people are physically strong."

Yin Huai silently looked at the man lying on the ground who was almost dying, but he couldn't see that he had anything to do with life and death.

A few servants were very witty, they stepped forward and pulled the hair of the man on the ground, forcing him to raise his head and look directly at Yin Huai.

"Don't pretend to be dead, the young master wants to ask you something."

Xu's hair was pulling and hurting, the man finally moved, moved slightly, raised his eyes revealing a pair of cold and sharp eyes, like a lone wolf in the wilderness.

Those eyes are very strange, unlike ordinary people's black or brown, but slightly blue in black, strange and weird.

His facial features are deeper and three-dimensional than ordinary people, with deep browbones, slightly sunken eye sockets, a straight nose bridge, and a handsome face.

Yin Huai saw him looking straight at him without blinking, and met his gaze, feeling inexplicably cold as if he was being stared at by something.