This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

The jerky fell to the ground, and even though I felt that a few people did not eat meat, I still felt distressed.

They were distressed, but the young man who was rescued over there called out shyly and softly, "A Yuan."

Alas.

They looked at each other and shivered together, shaking off the goose bumps on their bodies, and shrank their necks clearly, "My son, you can just call his junior master."

The gentleman smiled softly and looked very amiable, and smiled sideways, "It won't be troublesome, that's it."

He was smiling like Hua'er, but Mingxin felt a gloomy chill coming at him. He sneered and said, "That's good, that's good."

Abbot! What's the matter with this cold whoosh feeling! Could it be weird in this forest? !

After Zong Yuan and Hua Chengyun finished eating, the interior of the carriage was arranged. Zong Yuan carried him into the car and covered the bedding, "Go to sleep."

Hua Chengyun grabbed the corner of his clothes reluctantly, "I'm a little scared."

Zong Yuan sighed in his heart when he looked at him. The world of his lover is extremely timid and clingy. I don't know if it is related to what he experienced, but now he has no memory, I'm afraid he won't tell him.

Zong Yuan then sat cross-legged beside him, patted the big turtle shell in the corner, "With this thing with you, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Hua Chengyun looked at it pretentiously, and reached out from the quilt with his fingertips and tentatively touched them. The wide sleeves slid all the way from his wrist to the elbow, "What is this?"

"Turtle shell," Zong Yuan said, "The tortoise shell dug out under the ancient tree in Dabao Temple. This trip is to send it to the capital. It should be handed over to the people sent from the capital in a few days."

Hua Chengyun tentatively asked: "Are the people from Xiangguo Temple who came to the handover?"

"More than that," Zong Yuan remembered that the abbot of Dabao Temple was holding his hand with tears to remind him to pay attention to the three princes, and he couldn't help but smile, "I heard that there are also the emperor's three princes."

coming!

Hua Chengyun's hand in the quilt was sweating nervously, and his face maintained a curious expression, "The third prince? What do you think of this third prince?"

"I haven't seen it before," Zong Yuan said honestly, "not good for evaluation."

Hua Chengyun kept chasing him, "You will always hear the rumors."

Zong Yuan squinted his eyes and took a deep look at Hua Chengyun. With so many worlds coming over, even with different looks and personalities, some small habits will not disappear. "0046, what is the name of the third prince?"

Because of the mission, 0046 has the entire royal family's data sheet, which quickly turned over, "The three princes are called Hua Chengyun."

What a coincidence, the little angel saved was called Chenghua.

Zong Yuan hadn't answered Hua Chengyun's question. He was silent for five or six seconds, but Hua Chengyun had his brain filled a lot. Why would he be silent when it comes to the Three Princes? Is A Yuan's thinking about him good or bad?

Suddenly he regrets his reckless character for doing things on weekdays, self-willed, and indecisive. According to the rumors of Shan Jingcheng, he is able to stop the image of children crying at night, far away in Yunling-isn't it even more powerful than the one spread in Beijing!

Zong Yuan teased him slowly, "There are some rumors, but they are not conducive to the positive image of the three princes, not to mention it."

Hua Chengyun felt a chill in his heart, as expected! But he still couldn't hold back, and continued to ask anxiously, "What kind of rumors?"

Zong Yuan suddenly asked: "Why do you care about the Third Prince so much?"

Hua Chengyun froze, he replied as naturally as possible: "It's just curious."

Zong Yuan nodded clearly, as if he had already believed it. Hua Chengyun just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zong Yuan say: "It's not an unreasonable rumor, it's just a rumor..."

Zong Yuan suddenly lowered his head, and Hua Chengyun's eyes were facing each other, and they were less than a slap away from each other. They breathed warmly, and said every word: "They said that the third princes like men."

! ! !

Zong Yuan couldn't help laughing silently after getting out of the car. Mingjue and a few people were still chatting. After seeing him coming over, they said, "At our speed, plus the speed of the capital, it will take up to five days. , We can go back after giving them the shell."

Zong Yuan sat down and changed his previous rejection, "I didn't mean to let me go to the capital? I will go, but I don't need to say it in front of Chenghua."

Mingjue didn't ask why, they smiled, and the position in the carriage was left to the wounded. These monks were not spoiled, and they simply packed up and slept in their clothes.

Early in the morning of the second day, Hua Chengyun woke up in a bumpy carriage.

In the next moment, his sharp eyes softened and opened the small window in the carriage. There happened to be a rosary master beside him, "Master, where is A Yuan?"

Mingjue smiled and said, "Look at the small window over there."

Hua Chengyun crawled to the other side. He moved his hands to straighten out his messy long hair. He adjusted his clothes and rubbed his lips. He didn't let go until he felt enthusiastic. Hua Chengyun always knew how attractive he looked. I hate the gaze of others staring at him, but now he feels a little joyful, and he didn't open the small window until he sorted himself out.

This side happened to be facing the rising sun. Zong Yun was not wearing monk’s temple clothes, but a strong suit. The long sword was hung beside him, as the horse’s hoof buckled and heard The sound of the small window opening, raised his eyebrows sideways and smiled.

Full of masculinity.

Hua Chengyun was stunned, he looked at Zong Yuan for a while, then suddenly closed the small window and got to the front of the car. He opened his hands towards Zong Yuan, "Hug!"

other people,"!!!"

Damn it!

Please hug and fuck!

Zong Yuan hugged Hua Chengyun with his helpless hands, and one of them lifted him up to him immediately, and said with incredible calmness in the eyes of the people in Mingjue: "Hua'er is probably uncomfortable with a carriage. I will share with him first. Take a horse."

Oh, it turned out to be like this.

Convex! ! ! Do you think we will believe it! ! ! Do you think we would say that! ! !

What a man! What hugs do you want!

Is this young man named Chenghua changed from a fox in the forest! ! ! is not it! ! !

Hua Chengyun nestled into Zong Yuan’s arms, he was breathing deeply in Zong Yuan’s breath, and only after that impulse retreated did he realize what stupid things he had done, but the most important thing was his current posture, "Ah. Yuan, I haven't washed yet..."

Zong Yuan untied the burden on the horse, handed him a willow branch, poured out some blue powder in the bottle, "Ming Jue, you go first, I will come later."

Mingjue, "No, no, no... all right."

Throughout the morning, Mingjue felt eye pain when seeing Zong Yuan and Hua Chengyun.

The young man in China behaved boldly, sitting in front of Zong Yuan comfortably, his hands stuck on Zong Yuan's body all the time and couldn't come down, touched his chin for a while, touched his eyes for a while, not to mention the sentence after sentence " Ah Yuan, Ah Yuan", it's a stigma!

Mingjue felt that he had to think of a way. Zongyuan was the trump card of Dabao Temple. Those who hadn't yet become a monk had the power to double the incense several times. How could he watch such a talent slip away? !

So, Ming Jue said: "Zong Yuan, when the people from the capital come, you have to pay attention, don't anger the third prince!"

Hua Chengyun frowned, "Where can the three princes be easily provoked."

When he retorted Mingjue, he wanted to say, "Isn't it? The three princes have always been moody. I heard that the servants around him have been attacked by a group of groups. Alas, Amitabha, even if the three princes are beautiful, they still have to learn to be quiet. what."

Zong Yuan looked interested, "The appearance of the three princes is famous?"

Hua Chengyun said modestly: "Average."

Mingjue stepped on the bar again, "No, that's pretty beautiful!"

The corner of Hua Chengyun's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the monk squintly. What the truth is the monk said nonsense!

Mingjue noticed this look at him, and he immediately trembled, "In the capital, when it comes to beautiful men, no one can compete for first place except the three princes."

Zong Yuan smirked and pointed to the person in his arms and asked, "Compared to Chenghua, who is better?"

Mingjue must say that the three princes, he can’t let Zong Yuan be planted on this young prince, he needs to understand the number of beauties in the world, and he should wake up when he understands, he shamelessly praises the three princes Especially praised, "The beauty of the three princes cannot be said by any words, but everyone in the world knows that as long as any man in the capital has a good name, he will cry and cry when he sees the three princes that he is ugly. ——How can you write this kind of beauty with pen and paper?"

Hua Chengyun was praised so much, Zong Yuan was still around, he was a little ashamed, "Ah, Master Ming Jue, it's not so exaggerated."

The most important thing is that he made those who call themselves beautiful men cry in the capital, not because he is beautiful, but because he is cruel...

Mingjue glanced at Hua Chengyun condemningly, "Master Chenghua, you are indeed extraordinary, but you can't deny the reputation of the third prince."

"..." Hua Chengyun, "You continue."

"This, this," Mingjue didn't know what to say on the contrary. After all, he had never seen the third prince, and he heard the temper of the third prince on weekdays, and his appearance was subordinate. How could he say it? He had an idea, "What do you think of Grand Master?"

Zong Yuan smiled meaningfully, "This kind of beauties, we still have to make good friends at that time."

They were talking about the three princes, the three princes were Hua Chengyun, and what Zong Yuan said was Hua Chengyun.

Hua Chengyun understood in his heart, but his expression was full of gloom. If he hadn't known that the third prince was himself, his jealousy and jealousy would be overwhelming, and he could not wait to tear the "three princes" to pieces.

But Zongyuan asked him, "Hua'er, do you want to get to know the third prince?"

"Naturally, I thought," Hua Chengyun smiled stiffly, "recognize and get to know it."

When I go back, I'll catch the person who told him about his beauty!

You have to let Zong Yuan understand that there will be no better-looking people in the world!

Zong Yuan curled his lips, "Don't worry, we will meet this famous third prince in five days at most."

At that time, it's up to the big baby in his arms, how to make it happen.

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