The Male Supporting Roles Who Are Lonely and Old All the Time

He Dongchen returned to the palace with a large number of rewards, and Shen Weining was instructing his subordinates to pack their luggage, taking them here and there, and there were several carriages at random.

The palace they were going to was more than a hundred miles north of the capital, surrounded by mountains and rivers and the scenery was extremely beautiful, but it was inconvenient to buy things.

Shen Weining didn't want the lord to just leave, clothes and accessories, medical books and pharmacopoeias, pens, ink, piano and chess, commonly used and not commonly used, all of them were brought.

He Dongchen looked at the messy yard, and Shen Weining, who was busy with everything, was helpless and caring. He went over and led him to the table to sit down, and poured a glass of water.

Shen Weining drank some water, suddenly exclaimed, and slapped his head in fear: "I almost forgot, the prince's tea set hasn't been installed yet."

He Dongchen saw that the man was about to get up in a hurry, and held him down: "Just let the servants clean up."

Shen Weining smiled shyly and was about to speak when a young **** ran in and gave her a hesitant look.

Shen Weining was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said: "If you have something to do, please go and get busy."

"It's nothing." He Dongchen shook his head, looking at this young eunuch, who seemed to have worked in the Eastern Palace before, but was lucky enough to save his life, and was sent to the mansion for cultivation. Does this look like he has cultivated well?

"Too... my lord, I have something important to report." The little **** was sweating profusely when he saw that He Dongchen didn't plan to move.

"What's the matter, let's talk." He Dongchen said indifferently, he didn't contact the officials after he came, and he didn't have anything to do, so there was nothing to avoid.

The little **** gritted his teeth, took out an envelope from nowhere, put it on with both hands, and under Shen Weining's suspicious gaze, he said bravely, "This is a letter from Miss Tian for the slave to deliver..."

Miss Tian!

He Dongchen was silent, the heroine is in love with the hero now, why write to him?

Shen Weining remained silent, then stared at He Dongchen cautiously, Tian Weirong is the prince's childhood sweetheart, his fiancée for more than ten years, it is impossible that he has no feelings, right?

The room became quiet, and the little **** complained endlessly, regretting why he took such a chance.

He Dongchen took the envelope, waved for people to leave, and decided to turn around and ask Xiao Lingling to make arrangements and transfer him to retirement.

While thinking about it, Shen Weining stood up and blessed Fu's body, and said: "I think there are still some things in the kitchen that need to be arranged, so I won't disturb the prince."

After speaking, he turned and left, the cyan skirt dangling twice and disappeared in the corner of the door.

The system appeared out of nowhere, and said excitedly: "According to my precise calculations, she is jealous! So..." Several products appeared on the little yellow dog's head, all of which were beauty pills and slimming pills. Urging diantically, "Buy, buy, buy, coax the beauties!"

He Dongchen was speechless, for the sake of points, the system really hit every corner and penetrated every corner.

He raised his foot and pushed the dog aside, opened the envelope on his own, and after reading the ten lines at a glance, he sneered: "It should be said that the heroine is confident, but she is still daydreaming. At this time, she still wants me to help her change her appearance and start over again." .”

The entire letter was about their childhood events, trying to recall his memories and gain sympathy.

Unfortunately, he is not the original body.

Even if the original body is here, I don't want to talk to this crazy cousin.

He crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it on the system's head.

"destroy."

"Okay!" The system bit the ball of paper and swallowed it, flicking its tail into an afterimage.

Then the mechanical voice sounded:

Use the special prop trash can once, and deduct 1 point!

This trash can can destroy anything, tangible and intangible, as long as it can be captured by the host, that is to say, the host is strong enough, and the sun can throw it in and destroy it.

Of course, the points required to destroy a sun and a ball of paper vary widely.

He Dongchen looked through the mall in his spare time, and found this trash can to be very interesting, a good helper for killing people and stealing goods, so he bought it casually, but he didn't expect it to become a daily prop for the system to sell cute points.

"Boss, don't you really need to buy something to coax the beauties?" After the system destroyed the ball of paper, it continued to circle He Dongchen obsequiously, with a dog's face alive.

He Dongchen ignored it, got up and went to the study in the front yard. During dinner, Shen Weining set up a large table of supplementary dishes for him as usual, and ate the food by himself. He was well-behaved and behaved.

He Dongchen added food to her, and she thanked him politely. After the meal, she took the initiative to urge him to go back to the front yard to rest, so as not to be sleepy on the road the next day.

Apart from staying in the Mingyue Pavilion on the wedding night, He Dongchen spent the next few days resting in his own yard. After all, he could watch and eat, so why bother himself. But in the past, Shen Weining would try to keep him as long as possible, but now he took the initiative to chase him away, He Dongchen was a little subtle.

He looked at the little girl who bowed her head and said nothing, his thoughts wandered.

In the early morning of the second day, when the sun was rising, carriages were parked neatly outside the side door of the palace. Looking roughly, there were more than a dozen carriages loaded with goods, several carriages for servants, a luxury carriage, and the convoy followed behind. Hundreds of guards.

There is no doubt that the luxurious carriage belongs to He Dongchen.

When he went out, Shen Weining had already had the convoy checked and was ready to leave at any time.

"My lord." Shen Weining stepped forward to salute. Today he was wearing a light red dress, and a green hairpin was pinned to the spirit snake bun. Under the rising sun, it glowed with water and was exquisite and translucent.

"Let's go." He Dongchen took her hand naturally, walked to the front of the carriage, held her waist with one hand, and sent her into the carriage.

Shen Weining let out a soft breath, feeling that the powerful palm on his waist was faintly hot, and the tips of his ears were slightly red. He quickly opened the curtain and got into the car, with his head hunched in the corner.

He Dongchen followed closely, and sat beside him naturally, with a smile on his lips.

Shen Weining glanced at it from the corner of his eye, his face was inexplicably hot.

"Wangwang!" The system nimbly got into the carriage, Shen Weining's eyes lit up when he was in distress, and he quickly took the little yellow dog into his arms and stroked it gently.

"Comfortable~" The system took the initiative to send the dog's head to her.

He Dongliang's face darkened, he stretched out his hand to pinch its dog's neck, lifted the curtain of the car and threw it out, the movements were skillful and done in one go.

The system was quickly caught by the driver outside, and he yelled a few times in dissatisfaction.

"Xiao Huang?" Shen Weining looked worried and couldn't help getting up to look.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." He Dongchen held her hand, and then ordered out, "Let's go."

"Yes!"

With an order, Haohao Tangtang's convoy started to move and slowly moved towards the gate of the city. When passing by the bustling streets, there were shouts and shouts one after another, very lively.

Shen Weining's full attention was on the hand being held, his heart was beating wildly, and he didn't hear the sound outside at all.

After regaining consciousness, I found that the surrounding area was quiet. It turned out that the convoy had already left the city. All the way to the north, the people on the road gradually became thinner. Looking around, there was a piece of emerald green, tall and straight trees, stacked mountains near and far, and the majestic and thick city walls of the capital. disappeared.

The carriage was padded with cushions, but unfortunately the road was not strong enough, and it was rickety along the way. Shen Weining soon lost his mind on other things, and his face turned pale as he clutched his chest.

"Uncomfortable?" He Dongchen was concerned. He took out a bottle of motion sickness pills from the cabinet next to him, and exchanged them in the mall. He poured a brown pill into his palm, pinched it with two fingers, and stuffed it into Shen Weining's mouth without any explanation.

"What is this?" Shen Weining stared slightly, subconsciously licked his lips, and accidentally touched He Dongchen's finger that hadn't left.

With a bang, Shen Weining was stunned, his mind went blank.

He Dongchen smiled, took out a blue handkerchief from his cuff unhurriedly, and wiped the corners of her mouth under Shen Weining's angry glaring.

"It's a motion sickness pill. You'll feel sleepy after taking it. You sleep for a while, and I'll call you when you arrive at the station." He Dongchen explained.

Shen Weining stared at the veil, touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, and replied lightly: "Then trouble the prince."

The effect of the medicine came up quickly, and after a while Shen Weining nodded sleepily, and finally tilted his head, leaning on He Dongchen's shoulder and fell asleep.

He Dongchen adjusted his posture and touched her shoulder with one hand to avoid being knocked over by the carriage. With the other hand, he picked up a travel journal from the small table next to him. The book turned automatically without wind, turning the pages by itself every once in a while.

The convoy was not moving fast, and leisurely arrived at the first post station. Seeing that Shen Weining was sleeping peacefully, He Dongchen didn't call anyone, and directly got off the carriage and entered the guest room prepared by the post station.

The people around lowered their heads and did not dare to look at it, and secretly flirted with each other. King Xin Daojing was still considerate.

When Shen Weining woke up, his stomach was rumbling with hunger, he was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly got up from the bed, wondering, isn't she in the carriage? Why are you lying in bed?

When I was in a panic, the maid came into the room with a food box, and said with a smile: "Madam is awake? The prince is really good at predicting things, so I asked the servant to bring the food."

Seeing the familiar maid, Shen Weining felt relieved, it seemed that he had already arrived at the post station.

Wait, how did she get in here?

"Of course the prince brought it in himself." The maid joked.

Shen Weining's whole body is not well, she's ashamed. So many people saw her, they must think she was indecent.

Suddenly, Shen Weining remembered the flower viewing banquet last year, Tian Weirong accidentally sprained her foot when leaving, and the prince who was still the prince at that time did not step forward to help, only let the maid help him to leave.

Although this doesn't mean anything, Shen Weining is still secretly happy. At least their current relationship doesn't need to restrain themselves to avoid suspicion.

After thinking about this matter, Shen Weining swept away his depression, and suddenly became enlightened, and asked the maid excitedly, "Where is the prince?"

"There is a forest behind the post station. They are raised in captivity by Duke Wei's mansion. The prince took people to hunt and hunted a few roe deer. They are currently grilling meat downstairs and around the fire at the gate of the guards. Look, this plate of meat was grilled by the prince himself. .” The maid said as she opened the food box and took out a plate of delicious barbecue.

Shen Weining looked at the even and beautiful slices of meat, and his stomach became even hungrier. He quickly put a piece in his mouth. The burnt aroma of the barbecue and the sweetness of honey blended together, and it was extremely delicious. Shen Weining squinted his eyes unconsciously, and the speed was a little faster. .

After eating, Shen Weining took a bath and changed his clothes. When he walked around the screen, he saw He Dongchen in a black riding suit sitting at the table, and his heart skipped a beat: "Why is the prince here?"

He Dongchen tilted his head, looked at Shen Weining who had just finished taking a bath with a flushed face, raised his eyebrows slightly, got up unhurriedly and walked towards her.

Shen Weining took a step back subconsciously. Usually, the prince either wears blue or white, and he always wears light-colored clothes. He is like a spring breeze, gentle and elegant. Now he is dressed in clean black clothes, and his smiling face has become cold and imposing. .

She became nervous inexplicably, and quietly pinched her skirt with her fingers: "My lord?"

He Dongchen originally only planned to go to the bathroom to wash up, but when he saw her like this, he suddenly felt a little teasing, and approached Shen Weining step by step, with a dangerous breath, and when she was blushing and heartbeating, he pretended to be an upright gentleman, walked past him, and went around The bathroom behind the screen.

"Come here, change the water."

With an order, several young eunuchs waiting outside the door hurriedly entered the room with their heads down. Without looking sideways, they swiftly lifted Shen Weining's used tub out, and then carried the steaming tub outside the door into the bathroom.

A set of movements was quick and natural, coming and going, and the last little **** closed the door lightly.

There were only two people left in the house.

Being teased, Shen Weining puffed up her cheeks and stood outside the screen. Hearing the sounds from inside, she began to blush again. She took a deep breath and asked in a low voice, "Do you need a concubine to serve you?"

After a pause, a lazy and casual male voice came from inside: "No need."

Shen Weining breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a sense of loss again.

Ugh.

The system slipped under the bed at some point and solemnly completed Shen Weining's data card.

Character goal: round the house.