As soon as the eldest prince left, Yu Wenting's expression changed almost immediately, and he threw him to the ground.
Yu Wenting bent down and knelt on one knee, pinching Chen Lin's chin tightly with his hands.
"The high priest didn't expect it at all, you didn't let me listen to your lectures, and even punished me to copy the book, but it was a blessing in disguise, and I wrote down everything in the book, so I can show my face in front of the emperor today, And it was rewarded."
He increased the strength of his fingers, as if he wanted to crush Chen Lin's jaw.
"To be honest, I have to thank the high priest for his prejudice."
Chen Lin's brain had already been completely anesthetized by alcohol. It was the sharp pain from his chin that woke his brain up for a moment, and he slapped the hand on his chin away with a "slap".
Yu Wenting was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his face became even more ugly.
"How dare you hit me?"
Yu Wenting grabbed the high priest by his collar, pulled him up, and leaned against the tree trunk firmly. Chen Lin bumped his back against the tree trunk, and he gasped in pain.
Chen Lin raised his hand and was about to wave it down at the face in front of him, but when the face in front of him blurred into his eyes, his hand froze in mid-air.
This face, which was exactly the same as the target person in the previous world, made Chen Lin's already not sober mind fall into confusion again.
He laughed twice, holding the face of the person in front of him.
"Ah Ting, what do you want to play this time? Role-playing? But I'm a little tired and want to sleep. Can I make up for you in another way?"
Yu Wenting frowned, and wanted to ask "what nonsense are you talking about", but, facing the drunken eyes of the high priest, he swallowed back the words that had reached his lips.
"How do you want to compensate me?"
My heart beats a little faster.
The body is also a little hot.
Chen Lin squinted his eyes, his face was getting closer and closer, and his lips were about to stick to each other.
Yu Wenting's whole body tensed suddenly, and his heart was beating wildly.
He hated this person so much, he even said something like "The high priest is so disgusting, how could I let him meet", but at this moment, he couldn't understand the high priest's intentions very well, but he just Unable to reach out and push people away.
Until the lips of the two touched one place, Yu Wenting suddenly felt a white light burst from his brain, and then he pushed the high priest away, his heart beating like he was about to burst out.
Chen Lin, who was pushed away, slowly slid down the tree trunk and sat on the ground, a joyful laugh rolled out of his throat.
Yu Wenting blushed suddenly, not knowing whether it was from embarrassment or anger.
"presumptuous."
He yelled in a fit of spirit, however, the drunk person didn't feel his anger at all, and stretched out his hand to pull him, but Yu Wenting couldn't dodge in time, and he pulled him straight.
As soon as Chen Lin exerted force, Yu Wenting fell down unexpectedly, and then, Yu Wenting was surrounded by Chen Lin's arms, and the two snuggled together.
Qingshan hadn't seen his master come back for a long time, worried about what might happen, so he came looking for him with a lantern.
When passing in front of a big tree, he saw Yu Wenting.
There is still one person leaning on the master's side.
Qing Shan took a few steps closer, but found that the man was the high priest whom the master hated very much.
The lantern in his hand was frightened away.
This small movement immediately caught Yu Wenting's attention. He looked up, and immediately pushed the person leaning against him away, and even patted his clothes in disgust, as if he was contaminated by the breath of the high priest. Same.
"Let's go back."
Only then did Qing Shan close his mouth that was opened wide in surprise, and followed behind his master.
However, he looked back at the person leaning on the tree trunk, and still couldn't bear it, so he asked: "Master, it's not good to let the high priest sleep on the tree like this for one night?"
For the other princes in the palace, it was too late to curry favor with the high priest. Now that there is such a good opportunity, the master doesn't know how to grasp it.
Yu Wenting turned his head and said coldly to his servant: "Don't worry about him, isn't there still a cold moon?"
Leng Yue, who was hiding in the dark, immediately stood up when she heard this, silently carried Chen Lin on her shoulders, and flew towards the bedroom.
…
This night, Yu Wenting rarely had any nightmares, but he still couldn't sleep well.
When he woke up in the morning, he felt the stickiness in his trousers, and his face was even livid. He was startled by Qing Shan who came in with hot water to wash him up.
Yu Wenting went behind the screen to change clothes, and Qing Shan went to straighten the bed sheets. After smelling the familiar smell, he smiled knowingly.
After Yu Wenting came out from behind the screen, Qing Shan said: "Master, there is nothing to be shy about such things. When a man grows up, it is normal for a man to fall in love with a girl he likes."
Qingshan thought that these words would make his master feel better, but unexpectedly, after he said these words, he found that his master's face was even more ugly.
"Master? The people you like shouldn't be those beautiful girls who have just entered the palace, right?"
Yu Wenting said displeased: "Of course not."
Qing Shan whispered: "Then why is your face so ugly?"
Yu Wenting kept a straight face and said nothing, the hostility all over his body was really scary.
It would be fine if it was just a woman, but what he dreamed about was the person he hated and shamed the most.
This must be because of the kiss last night—Yu Wenting thought very angrily.
That man's intentions were really sinister.
the other side.
Just as Chen Lin woke up, he heard the system say: [Sure enough, it's a new year and a new atmosphere. This morning, the score has risen to sixty-five. In the new year, the host needs to work hard.]
Chen Lin was surprised when he heard the system's words. What did he do? Has the hatred value soared? It's really amazing.
The system detected his mental activity and took the initiative to explain to him what happened last night.
Chen Lin immediately understood that he probably regarded Yu Wenting as a target person in the previous world last night, and it happened that the last word in their names had the same pronunciation, so Yu Wenting misunderstood him and thought he wanted to tease him.
He reached out and touched his lips, and murmured in a low voice: "It's just a kiss, and I've gained so many points, should I change my strategy?"
The system said that everything is under his command.
Chen Lin quickly dismissed this idea. Although he liked to take risks, this world was no different than other worlds. One would lose his head if he didn't make it right. It's better to be on the safe side.
At least until he's done, he's got to keep his head.
…
In the morning, after Liu Yunhe came down from the imperial court, he went to see a doctor in the imperial hospital with an excuse, and went to the Seventh Prince's bedroom instead.
As soon as Qingshan saw him, he invited him in, and then closed the palace door, while he stood guard at the gate, as if he was watching the wind.
No one in the Manchu Dynasty knew about the relationship between Liu Yunhe and the Seventh Prince. Only Qing Shan, who had been serving the Seventh Prince since childhood, knew that Liu Yunhe was very kind to the Seventh Prince's biological mother before he was made a marquis. The friendship is deep, but it's a pity that the seventh prince's biological mother followed the emperor, and Liu Yunhe never married because of this.
However, in order to avoid suspicion, Liu Yunhe never entered the palace to see the Seventh Prince. First, he was worried about bringing disaster to the Seventh Prince. Second, the Seventh Prince's body was, after all, flowing with the emperor's blood.
Qingshan never thought that Liu Yunhe would suddenly enter the palace to meet the Seventh Prince.
Inside the house, Liu Yunhe asked straight to the point: "Your Highness, you suddenly appeared in front of His Majesty yesterday, but you have already made a decision in your heart, intending to seize the throne?"
Yu Wenting did not answer this question, but instead asked: "If Ben Gong answers yes, will Liu Xiang stop Ben Gong?"
But Liu Yunhe knew the answer.
"I didn't come here to stop His Highness. Imperial power has always been something your mother tried her best to pursue. If the person who will sit in that position in the future is her son, I think, she will probably die in peace."
Yu Wenting was a little surprised, he asked: "Is Liu Xiang trying to help me?"
Liu Yunhe laughed softly: "If you can help, I will naturally help. However, my strength is limited, and I have another candidate in my mind."
"who is it?"
Liu Yunhe spit out three words slowly, Yu Wenting's face changed suddenly.
"Him? He wished that Ben Gong would not be favored for the rest of his life, so how could he help Ben Gong?"
It was also at this time that Liu Yunhe discovered that the Seventh Prince, who looked mature and stable, actually lived in his heart as a naive child.
He laughed in a low voice: "I just want to ask, the high priest taught you what His Highness said in front of His Majesty yesterday?"
Yu Wenting said with a cold face: "No, I read those things in a book, so I remembered them in my heart."
"However," he changed the subject, "I really want to thank the high priest. If he hadn't deliberately made things difficult for me and asked me to copy those books, I wouldn't have been able to get my father's appreciation at yesterday's banquet."
Liu Yunhe said: "This is where the problem lies. If you just want to punish Your Highness, the High Priest has thousands of ways. Your Highness must know that at that time, the High Priest is favored but His Highness is not. He will do anything. There is a reason, why should he choose this method instead of the other?"
Yu Wenting: "..."
After a while, he managed to find a reason: "Maybe he didn't think that much at that time."
"As long as I didn't think too much about being the high priest, let's talk about the matter of accepting disciples. Who do you think the high priest should most like as the crown prince?"
The first thing that comes to Yu Wenting's mind is Brother Dahuang.
Those seemingly ambiguous scenes between the big emperor brother and the high priest also came to my heart, and my heart became even more resentful.
The table was almost cut out by his nails.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Of course it's Big Brother."
"No, if the person the High Priest prefers is really the First Prince, then he just accepted the First Prince as his apprentice at that time."
Yu Wenting paused, and said again: "That is Brother Wuhuang."
On the waist of the high priest, there was always a jade pendant from Brother Wu Huang.
"It's still not right. If the high priest really wants to push the fifth prince to the throne, he should have asked him to copy the book. It should be the fifth prince who got the limelight last night."
Yu Wenting didn't believe this at all, on the contrary, he felt that Liu Yunhe had never seen that person's evil, so he felt that that person wanted to help him.
"Forget it, just go and see for yourself."
Liu Yunhe left another bag of silver for him, then got up and left, leaving Yu Wenting sitting alone in the room thinking about it and getting more and more angry.
Why is he so flirtatious with the eldest brother, why is he wearing the jade pendant given by the fifth brother
Why does he... always target him
Yu Wenting slammed his fist on the table, and on the other side, the system told Chen Lin that the score had increased by another five points.