After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

"hiss--"

Qi Jing gasped again and again, and couldn't help but tilt her neck and back away, trying to avoid Fuyou's hand reaching over.

"Don't move." Fuyou was applying medicine to the wound on his neck when his men were suddenly empty, and Qi Jing, who had already applied half of the medicine, disappeared.

Qi Jing stayed away from him, looked at him with teary eyes, and said pitifully, "It hurts..."

Fuyou was both distressed and funny, and forced a straight face and said: "Come here, apply this medicine, otherwise how can your wound heal?"

Qi Jing shook his head and looked at him eagerly: "Uncle You, wait a minute, let me take it easy, okay?"

Fuyou had nothing to do with him, so he put down the ointment in his hand and stared at him.Don't look at his fierce face, in fact, for Qi Jing, he has no deterrent effect at all.

Qi Jing rubbed his chest with lingering fear, thinking of one thing: "Why did Yan Zhilan go to the Jinhua Palace?"

Hearing this, Fuyou shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "As soon as you entered the Jinhua Hall, that kid followed in with his back foot, and he was not with us. I don't know what Laojun called him to do." He and Qi Jing went out of the hall together, but he really didn't know why Yan Zhilan left behind.

Qi Jing held his face in both hands, avoiding the neck covered with medicine, and said distressedly: "Uncle You, Father asked me to go to the precept room tomorrow." He originally wanted to ask where Fuyou's precept room was, why did he leave the precept room? At the mention of these two words, a strange feeling will well up in my heart.

Unexpectedly, Fu Youteng stood up, his complexion changed greatly: "The precept room?" He clacked his bones and joints with both hands, and said angrily, "Qi Wangshan, that bastard! How dare he!"

Qi Jing was greatly surprised, not because of Fuyou's reaction to the precept room, but because of Fuyou's attitude towards Qi Wangshan.

Although the Great Moon Kingdom is now in the decline of the monarchy, and the power of the aristocratic family has a faint tendency to surpass the monarchy, it is still calm on the surface. The aristocratic family also puts the monarch first, and does not dare to exceed the rules, let alone dare to insult the monarch blatantly like Fuyou .Although Fuyou is his servant, he is also Qi Wangshan's subordinate, but it is obvious that he is not afraid of Qi Wangshan, and even has a subtle attitude towards Qi Wangshan, which can be said to be a deep hatred.

On the surface, Fuyou seems to be very obedient to Qi Wangshan.In fact, as long as his bottom line is touched, he will not hesitate to disobey Qi Wangshan.There is no doubt that the bottom line is Qi Jing.

A bold idea suddenly came to Qi Jing's heart, he waved back the servants until everyone retreated, then slowly moved to Fuyou's side, raised his head and asked in a low voice: "Uncle You, I have a question. It's been in my heart for a long time, and I feel very uncomfortable. In this palace, no one dares to tell me the truth except you, Uncle You, can you tell me the truth?"

Fuyou looked at him, his expression softened, and he said lovingly, "What does Ah Jing want to ask? Uncle You must know everything."

Qi Jing took a quick look around, making sure there was no one else around, and then opened his mouth cautiously, expressing the doubts in his heart: "Uncle You, I want to know, am I born to my father?"

Otherwise, why every time Qi Wangshan sees him, he always has an angry face, hitting and scolding, not a good face at all?It made him wonder if he was not actually Qi Wangshan's biological child, that's why he treated him like this.

Fuyou was stunned, and after a while, he couldn't help laughing. He reached out and stroked Qi Jing's limp hair, and said, "What are you talking about?"

Qi Jing opened his eyes wide, his round eyes were full of curiosity, and urged: "Uncle You, isn't it?"

Fuyou stared into his eyes, and asked him in an unclear manner: "Does Ah Jing want to be?"

Qi Jing lowered his eyes slowly: "I don't know. I have no choice." If he had a choice, he would not be Qi Wangshan's son.

Fuyou stretched out a hand and raised his chin, forcing him to look at himself: "What if there is a choice?"

Qi Jing's eyes were a bit dazed, he shook his head after a long time, and said seriously: "Although as the monarch of the Great Moon Kingdom, he is omnipotent in life and death, possesses supreme rights, inexhaustible wealth and honor, and a respect that others cannot match. Rong... But, if I can, I just want to be a simple person, born in an ordinary commoner's family, with loving parents, and lead a plain and rich life. I don't have to live in intrigues, intrigues and tricks all day long, and I don't have to I worry about being killed every day..." His voice choked up when he said this.

If the previous words were just for the purpose of drawing out blessings, then the latter words were based on feelings.

In the past few months, there have been more than a dozen assassinations against him that he knew of, not to mention those that were secretly solved by outside guards and hidden guards. The rings are connected to each other, and the rings are intertwined, and the targets are all pointing at him. He feels that he is now like the little mouse that is wrapped in the cat's paw. Did not touch.

Recently, he felt more and more physically and mentally exhausted, and deeply missed his leisurely days in his previous life.

Qi Jing couldn't help but feel lost.

Fuyou saw it, touched the top of his head lightly, and said in a warm voice: "Your Majesty, don't think too much. How can the royal blood be confused? What's more, the inner strength and mentality of Tianmen swordsmanship are very unique and very special. Qi's bloodline cannot be cultivated."

"Ah?" Qi Jing didn't expect this to happen again, and raised his head in surprise.

Fuyou nodded at him: "Although Qi Wangshan is hateful and unkind as a father, he is indeed your biological father."

Qi Jing let out an "oh" in disappointment, and said dejectedly, "It would be great if I were Uncle You's son."

A strange light flashed in Fuyou's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he picked up the ointment again dumbfounded: "Nonsense! Come on, put the ointment on, bear with it for a few days, it will itch when the scars form, and your hands will itch." Don't scratch it, or the scars will look ugly."

Qi Jing tilted her neck obediently, hissed in pain and said vaguely: "It doesn't matter if it's not good-looking... Hiss... Uncle You... Light... Hiss... Take it easy..."

After Fuyou applied the ointment and wrapped it with gauze, Qi Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief, fell on the bed, muttered a few words and fell asleep.

Fuyou sat on the edge of the bed and tucked the quilt for him, stared at him for a while, his ears moved, his eyes showed vigilance, he stood up, walked quickly to the door of the noisy hall, glanced at him, and said in a deep voice Asked: "What's the matter?"

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Qi Jing slept soundly, didn't know what was going on outside, and even had a strange dream in a daze.

With the darkness in front of his eyes, Qi Jing stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, barely able to see the outline of his palm.It was quiet all around, without a single sound, he couldn't figure out what was going on, so he cautiously held his breath, not daring to let out a breath.

Suddenly, a servant's voice sounded beside him: "Your Highness, please come with me."

"Who?" Qi Jing snorted, turned around vigilantly, looked around, but there was no one.

The waiter didn't respond to him either.

He touched his nose in confusion, what's going on?

The next moment, a beam of white light hit the open space in front of him. The sudden light irritated his eyes that had been in the dark for a long time. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes and squinted. It took a while to get used to it.

Two figures, one big and one small, appeared in front of him.

With his back turned to him, the small figure said in a very low voice, a little bit timidly: "Can I not go?"

Qi Jing was a little curious, but at the same time felt a little familiar, he quietly went around to the front, and when he saw their faces clearly, he realized that it was them.

The little man was about four or five years old, his stature was not as high as his thighs, and there were two black and blue eyes embedded in his face like a porcelain doll. The time is no different from the current Qi Jing.It was Qi Jing who was young.

And the other person is Jin Zhu, the waiter next to Qi Wangshan.

At this time, Jin Zhu is not as fat and bloated as ten years later, but he is already a little blessed, looking at little Qi Jing with pity, he seems to sigh, squatting down and looking at the young Qi Jing: "Little Qi Jing Your Highness, you know your majesty's temper, if he finds out that you are disobedient..."

Xiao Qijing's weak body flinched a bit: "I, I'll go...don't tell father..."

Jin Zhu twisted a strand of hair hanging from the side of his face, and gently tied it behind his head: "Little Highness, later, you will understand your majesty's good intentions."

After speaking, he led the little Qi Jing, walked through the winding corridors, stepped over the majestic and solemn palace, and came to a place.

Qi Jing didn't know why, he didn't know why he had such a dream.He was very curious, and suddenly wanted to know more about the original body, so he followed Jin Zhu and the others to keep a proper distance, followed unhurriedly, and when he saw them stop at a place, he stopped too. , waiting for their next move.

Xiao Qijing seemed to be very afraid of this place, and kept shrinking her thin body behind Jin Zhu.

Qi Jing looked up, a little surprised, he never knew that there was such a place in the palace.

The architectural style here is obviously incompatible with the overall palace group. The red bricks and black tiles of the palace in Dayue give people a solemn and solemn feeling, but the small building in front of them is very lively and clear.The whole small building rises out of thin air, with the eaves flying high and surrounded by flowers, it looks like a sky garden from a distance.Only when you get closer can you see clearly that the small building has three floors. The bottom floor is solid pillars, which are firmly rooted in the ground to support the building above, while the upper two floors are full of exotic flowers and plants. The fragrance of flowers and plants rushed into the nose with the breeze.

Strangely, although this building is exquisite, it presents a dilapidated appearance, even the gold paint on the plaque has been peeled off, and the doors and windows are closed, obviously it looks like no one has lived in it for a long time.

Qi Jing is a little strange, why is little Qi Jing so afraid of this place?

While he was dazed, Xiao Qijing had already been sent in by Jin Zhu.In a vague way, he seemed to hear Xiao Qijing knocking on the door and shouting in tears: "Jinzhu! Jinzhu!"

Jin Zhu stood in front of the door, looked up at the second floor where the doors and windows were closed, was silent for a while, then turned and left.

Qi Jing looked at the bare pillars all around, and just now he was distracted, he didn't see how Jin Zhu sent him in, and he was a little troubled at this moment.In desperation, he tried to use his spiritual power, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his spiritual power was extremely abundant in his dream, so he jumped up on tiptoe and landed steadily on the corridor on the second floor.

The whole small building was silent, without a single sound.Those flowers and plants that looked extremely bright and beautiful on the outside, but the branches and vines intertwined on the inside, surrounded the small building heavily, shrouded in shadows, like an airtight cage.

Qi Jing carefully avoided the winding vines under his feet, listened intently, and finally heard the low sobbing of a child in one place.

He stopped and looked in through the dilapidated window lattice engraved with complicated patterns. As expected, the young Qi Jing was kneeling on the ground with his back facing him. His small body was straight and his thin shoulders were shaking. , lowered her head, and begged for mercy while crying: "Father, I don't dare anymore. Ah Jing knew it was wrong, please forgive me this time..."

Hearing his childish voice crying pitifully, Qi Jing felt pity, and took a step forward to go in to have a look, but at this moment, the house suddenly changed suddenly!

I saw the originally empty ground around Xiao Qijing burst into a burst of dazzling light, and then, a giant python with a green body and a bowl-thick body appeared!

The giant python's huge body surrounded Xiao Qi Jing, as if to prevent him from escaping.Poor little Qi Jing was so frightened that he didn't even dare to move, let alone run, and stared blankly at the giant python that stood up and spewed out letters towards him.

Qi Jing couldn't help sweating in his hands, secretly accumulating strength in his palms, but he didn't dare to act rashly, if he angered the giant python, little Qi Jing's life would be over.

The giant python's golden vertical pupils that belonged to cold-blooded animals stared at him fiercely, then suddenly bent down, opened its bloody mouth and went towards Xiao Qijing.

Qi Jing made a decisive decision and shouted: "Go!"

A burst of spiritual power shot out from the fingertips, hitting the python's seven-inch vital point.

Unexpectedly, that spiritual power was silently extinguished before it touched the giant python, like a stone sinking into the sea, without even a splash.

Qi Jing stared at the fingertips in astonishment, at this moment, the python's fangs "chi--" pierced through Xiao Qi Jing's clothes and penetrated deeply into his flesh and blood.

Xiao Qi Jing twitched a few times, fell limply on the ground and did not move, dark red blood gushed out, soon dipping his small body in dazzling red.

Qi Jing's pupils shrank slightly, and the palms of his hands once again gathered spiritual power, shouting angrily: "Go!"

But this time, like last time, it went out without even penetrating the window.

At the same time, the giant python in the house seemed to have sensed something, flicked its tail, and almost in the blink of an eye, its figure appeared in front of the window where Qi Jing was.

The golden vertical pupils are staring at him coldly through the intricately patterned window lattice!

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