After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

After the palace banquet was over, Qi Jing ordered the servants to move Nangong Ziyi, who pretended to be asleep but actually fell asleep, to the side hall, and was going to wait for him to wake up and ask him about the secret of the blood of the gods. How did he know? .

When he returned to the bedroom, Yan Zhilan was not reading a book, but was sitting under the lamp, as if waiting for someone.

Qi Jing raised his eyebrows, he had been drunk a lot tonight, he was slightly drunk, and he became more courageous, the suffocation accumulated in his heart was eager to vent, he couldn't help but mocked: "What? You are waiting for me bedtime?"

It's been almost half a month since they parted ways after returning from Qi Wangshan's place last time.

On the one hand, New Year's Eve is approaching, and Qi Jing has a lot of affairs to deal with, so he has no time to lose his temper; In Zangshu Pavilion, there are only a handful of opportunities to meet Qi Jing.

Therefore, counting carefully, the two of them have hardly spoken a single word in half a month.

Originally, the suffocation that Qi Jing was holding in his heart had almost dissipated with the passage of time, but today, under the influence of alcohol, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Zhilan, whom he hadn't seen for several days, sitting upright under the lamp Waiting for him, that melancholy breath rolled in his chest again, mixed with a trace of imperceptible grievance.

His brain became hot, and he said without hesitation: "Gu used to dote on you, but now! Yan Zhilan—"

He took a few steps forward, leaned down and tugged at Yan Zhilan's skirt, his eyes blurred by drunkenness managed to focus, stared at Yan Zhilan, snorted coldly, and protested word by word: "Gu announces that from today onwards, you will fall out of favor!"

Yan Zhilan looked at him quietly, and said softly, "Your Majesty, you are drunk."

Qi Jing approached him, put the tip of his nose against his, and cursed fiercely: "You whole ungrateful thing! You wait! One day you will regret it!" After venting his anger, he was extremely happy, and let go of Yan Zhilan's grip. Clothes, wobbly walking towards the bed, "Roll, go wherever you like."

Before he took off the heavy dress, he tripped over the long hem before taking two steps. Qi Jing's legs were weak, and he didn't stand up after standing for a few times, so he just sat down on the spot, muttering cursing at the same time While struggling to untie the straps on the dress.

There are more than a dozen layers of this dress, inside and outside, Qi Jing was in a daze, and he couldn't untie any of them after playing with it for a long time. He was furious, and looked left and right to find someone: "I have a knife!"

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a guy who could cut off the complicated laces, so I was so anxious that I blushed and sweated profusely.If he looked in the mirror with a little sober consciousness at this moment, he would find that he was more like a ripe pepper at this moment than before going to the banquet.

After fiddling with it for a while, Qi Jing really didn't know what to do with this thing. When he breathed out and was about to give up, a shadow was cast in front of him.

Yan Zhilan walked in front of him at some point, and said, "I'll do it." There was a trace of helplessness in his words.

Qi Jing was already drowsy at the moment, when he heard that someone was helping, he immediately spread his arms in a kind manner, waiting for someone to serve him, "Serve me well. If I feel lonely and comfortable, I will reward you, reward you..."

I got stuck when talking about rewards, what should I reward?

He opened his heavy eyelids and glanced at the person who served him. He was very satisfied with the other person's appearance, which was very good and suited his own taste. Although he seemed to be a little taller, his figure seemed to be smaller than the two maids who served him. A bit stronger, but with the face to ignore everything!

Qi Jing nodded in satisfaction, still remembering that Yan Zhilan was about to leave the palace to go to northern Xinjiang, and said casually: "When Yan Zhilan leaves the palace, I will reward you with a chance to serve in bed."

Yan Zhilan paused, looked at the drunk Qi Jing with complicated eyes, and asked him calmly, "Why did you wait for Yan Zhilan to leave the palace?"

Qi Jing stretched out a finger to his lips and said "shh", mysteriously said: "I heard that you are a newcomer and don't know the rules. Forget it, those who don't know are innocent, remember it in the future, don't Again."

Yan Zhilan frowned slightly: "Your Majesty hasn't said the reason yet."

"Why?" Qi Jing's brows twisted into a word, and he said in disgust, "You don't know this? When you turn around and ask your sisters, why are you so clumsy and not clever at all?"

After a while, he shook his head again, pretending to be majestic and said, "Oh, by the way, don't mention this matter to others, especially in front of Yan Zhilan, remember?"

After finishing speaking, he muttered sadly, "You don't know how jealous Yan Zhilan is. I am not happy to see me talking to the maids on weekdays, and I have to coax you for several days before giving up. If you know that I have favored you , he still has to fall out with me. Sigh... Although I know this is because of his deep love for loneliness, but... Sigh..."

While making up bad words about Yan Zhilan to the new little maid, Qi Jing was secretly proud that he finally got back the game, feeling a sense of elation and elation.

He spread his arms outstretched and urged, "Hurry up and change Gu." The dress was thick and airtight, and after wearing it all night, it almost suffocated him.

Yan Zhilan's eyes wandered around the tightly wrapped dress, and gradually he began to care about it.This dress looks cumbersome and cumbersome. It is difficult to wear when you put it on, but it is easy to take off when you take it off.Just find the key tie and untie it.In his eyes, he naturally found it without much effort.

However, when his two slender fingers touched the fluffy tie, he stopped.

Qi Jing closed his eyes and waited for a long time, with the heavy and cumbersome dress still on his body, he became a little impatient, and reprimanded: "Can you know it? If not, call someone over and give others the opportunity to sleep , there are many people waiting in line outside for Gu Chongxing."

Yan Zhilan suppressed the surge of violence in his heart, hooked the lace with his fingers and pulled it out forcefully, the dress on Qi Jing's body was like blooming petals, and the tight and slim clothes instantly became loose and loose on him.

Qi Jing got impatient with the wait, and stripped himself out of the pile of messy dresses. Under Yan Zhilan's indescribable gaze, he walked toward the bed with bare buttocks unknowingly. .

After climbing onto the bed, he still closed his eyes and praised the considerate and capable little maid: "Your brain is a bit stupid, but your hands and feet are quite nimble. I'll wait a few days to see how you behave, hehehe..."

A wicked smile appeared on his face, he smashed his mouth, turned over and fell asleep.

Yan Zhilan looked at Qi Jing who was completely naked and was snoring with his back facing him, the body temperature of the other party seemed to remain on his fingertips, his gaze sank, and he shouted in a low voice: "Seven Stars!"

The Seven Star Spirit Sword glowing with blue aura appeared in front of him, following his thoughts, he picked up the quilt that Qi Jing had ignored, and slowly landed on the sleeping Qi Jing.

Yan Zhilan stood not far away, and stayed quietly for a while. Originally, he was waiting here to bid farewell to Qi Jing, but now it seems unnecessary.

He turned around and walked to the desk, took out a sound transmission talisman, and wrote a few lines of small characters with a brush.With a twirl of the fingers, the sound transmission talisman turned into a small white bird, flapped its wings and landed on Qi Jing's bedside.When he wakes up tomorrow morning, the sound transmission bird will explain everything to him.

After finishing all this, Yan Zhilan strode towards the entrance of the hall without hesitation, where the guards chosen by Qi Wangshan had been waiting for a long time, and they were ready to go to the northern border with him only after he gave an order.

But when he walked to the gate of the palace, Yan Zhilan paused when his finger was about to touch the gate.He turned his head and took a deep look at Qi Jing, Qi Jing didn't know when he turned over and fell asleep facing outward.

Looking at it from his angle, one could almost see a small half of Qi Jing's face hidden under the red bedding, making it even more pure and white, like a harmless cub.As his shallow breathing fluctuated, the thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like two butterflies spreading their wings.

Yan Zhilan's heart seemed to be hit by something suddenly, and there was a soft "pop".It's just that the movement was too small, suppressed by more thoughts about Shen Shuo's matter in his heart, the stone sank to the bottom of the sea, and there was no more sound.

He didn't have time to sort out the complicated emotions in his heart, so he hurriedly opened the door of the palace and went out, and went to the northern border with the guards to find out the truth about the death of his grandfather.

Qi Jing, on the other hand, slept soundly without knowing it.

When he woke up with a splitting headache, he sat on the bed and rubbed his temples. Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the dress winding down the floor, but he couldn't remember how he took off his clothes and went to bed.

After much deliberation, he finally remembered a little bit, and vaguely remembered that when he came in, Yan Zhilan seemed to be waiting for him as if he had something to say.

He still had a vague impression that he lost his temper when he was drunk and scolded Yan Zhilan bloody, and he really couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

Qi Jing covered his face and let out a groan, and called someone to wash himself up, planning to find a chance later to ask Yan Zhilan what he wanted to tell him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he lifted the quilt, Xiu's face turned red, and he called to the maid who was going forward to dress him: "You go down first, just put the clothes here."

The two maids had been serving him for a long time, and they were not afraid of him at all.The two looked at each other, put down their clothes, and tidied up the dresses that had been spread on the floor before they backed out.

It's just that when they turned their backs, their shoulders couldn't help shaking slightly.After getting a little farther away, guessing that Qi Jing couldn't hear him, he giggled and said, "Your Majesty is still ashamed."

"That is, if you are a child of some aristocratic family, how many wives and concubines do you have at your age?"

"How can those people deserve to be compared with your lord? Who of us doesn't envy your lord's devotion to Mr. Yan?"

"Only someone like Mr. Yan is worthy of being the emperor. If it were me, I wouldn't even dare to think about it."

"Who says it's not? I only hope that when I leave the palace in the future, if I can also find a man who treats me wholeheartedly like Jun Shang, I will have no regrets in my life."

……

The two of them whispered to each other, thinking that Qi Jing couldn't hear them, but they didn't know that Qi Jing had good ears and eyes, and they heard everything in their ears. The more they listened, the more they felt wrong.I almost couldn't resist calling them back again, and asked, "No, sisters and sisters, did you misunderstand something?"

There is a reason why he is nice to Yan Zhilan, not what you think!What are you desperate for?What pets only one person?What single-mindedness?

Although he is sometimes mean-spirited, teasing Yan Zhilan because he is loved by thousands of people, but he is really meaningless, just trying to show off his quick tongue.The two of them are young men with vigorous blood, isn't it normal to bicker?

Qi Jing had no choice but to comfort himself, what other people think is their business, let them go.Anyway, he and Yan Zhilan are innocent, and they are doing well, and when they find their sweethearts, the rumors will be self-defeating.

After comforting him, he put the matter behind him, and began to put clothes on his body rustlingly.When I was halfway through the set, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

Qi Jing turned his head slowly, looked back and forth at the head of the bed, and there was a white bird standing prominently on the bright red quilt.The bird noticed his gaze, and jumped a little closer to him.

Qi Jing inexplicably felt that this bird looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

He searched quickly in his mind, and finally thought, isn't this Yan Zhilan's sound transmission talisman?

No wonder he is oblivious. Normally, he would immediately remember the origin of this bird when he saw it. It's just because of today's hangover that his mind is so dizzy and not clear-headed, so he is more dizzy than usual. Responses were also sluggish.

When he finally remembered, there was an announcement from the servant outside: "Your Majesty, Mr. Nangong is asking to see you."

Qi Jing had told the servant next to him last night that if Nangong Ziyi woke up, he would call him to see him.

Qi Jing quickly put on his clothes, and after tidying them up correctly, he raised his voice and said, "Come in."

As soon as Nangong Ziyi entered the hall, she saw Qi Jing staring at a sound-transmitting little white bird.

As for Yan Zhilan's sound transmission talisman, he had never seen it before.However, after traveling for so many years, he still has a little dabble in the behavior styles of various families, as well as the behavior of the children of the more famous families.

Reminiscent of the previous rumors and the information in his hands, Nangong Ziyi sorted out the origin of this sound transmission talisman almost instantly, and after saluting to Qi Jing, he asked with a smile: "Yes Young Master Yan's sound transmission talisman?"

With a hint of anger on Qi Jing's face, he let out a "hmm".

When he was sure that it was Yan Zhilan's sound transmission talisman, he immediately understood everything, and he also figured out why Yan Zhilan waited for him to come back for the first time last night, just to say goodbye to him?I'm afraid that he is already on his way to the northern Xinjiang. If he is still in the palace, why would he use the rumor talisman to leave him a message?

Nangong Ziyi saw that his expression was not good, so she changed the subject with a smile: "Won't your lord open it and have a look? If it's inconvenient, Ziyi should go out and avoid it for a while?"

Qi Jing snorted, and when he heard his last words, the words of the two maids before suddenly appeared in his mind, as if to prove it to him, he said angrily: "No need. It's not something shameful, there are What is there to avoid?"

Nangong Ziyi didn't say much, opened the gold-painted bone fan she carried with her, and gently shook it to watch the play.

How could Qi Jing not know what was going on in his heart, but the words had already been spoken, and it was too late to repent.Furthermore, he was confident that he and Yan Zhilan were innocent before, and there was nothing he could not tell others. He only hesitated for a moment, and opened the sound transmission talisman openly.

Yan Zhilan's voice came from the little white bird, and it was still the same indifferent tone, as if going to the dangerous northern Xinjiang was nothing more than eating and drinking to him.

He bid farewell to Qi Jing calmly, and said that it was not easy to notice Zheng Zheng at the palace banquet yesterday, reminding Qi Jing to be careful, and after saying this, his voice stopped.

Qi Jing thought he had finished speaking, and was about to put away the sound transmission bird when Nangong Ziyi threw a fan across and stopped him.

Nangong Ziyi smiled and said, "Don't panic, your lord, there seems to be more in the future."

Qi Jing looked at him suspiciously: "How do you know?"

Nangong Ziyi's fan ignited a place on the body of the sound-transmitting white bird, and said: "This mark, if Ziyi remembers correctly, should be the sound-silencing mark."

Qi Jing followed his directions and looked over, and sure enough, he saw a trace of black color there.He was obsessed with the sound transmission talisman some time ago, and after studying a lot of information about the sound transmission talisman, he naturally knew what the sound elimination seal meant.

According to the master's proficiency in spells, there are two types of sound-transmitting talismans, one is the one in front of him with the sound-absorbing seal, and the other is without the sound-absorbing seal.

The one without the sound-cancelling seal is also called the reciprocating talisman. As the name suggests, it can go back and forth and transmit sound to people many times.The one with the sound-absorbing symbol is one-time use. After the sound-transmitter finishes speaking, the sound-transmitting symbol will dissipate on its own without leaving a trace.

For a person like Qi Jing who is not very proficient in spells, he can only and will only do the one-time sound transmission spell now, and the task will be completed and dissipated after the sound is transmitted once.And with Yan Zhilan's proficiency in spells, Qi Jing had no doubt that the spells in his hands were reciprocating runes, so he had a preconceived notion that he didn't realize that the sound-transmitting white bird in his hand had a sound-absorbing mark on it.

While Qi Jing was in a daze, the vivid yellow beak of the sound-transmitting white bird opened and closed, and Yan Zhilan's voice came out again.

Yan Zhilan said indifferently: "If your lord wants to favor someone, it's your lord's business. Yan Fan doesn't mean to be jealous about this, and I hope that your lord will be careful in his words in the future, so as not to cause misunderstandings by others and pollute your sages." name."

The implication is, I don't care who you favor and who is favored, so don't talk nonsense, so as not to cause other people's gossip, which is not good for you and me.

After he finished speaking, the sound-transmitting white bird turned into bits of light and disappeared in front of Qi Jing.

Qi Jing reacted, feeling ashamed and indignant, this Yan Zhilan!It was like slapping him mercilessly on the face, talking inside and outside, as if he was clinging to him!

Pooh!

Qi Jing spat hard, and said in his heart: Yan Zhilan, wait for me!Don't fall into my hands!otherwise--

How to do otherwise, he hasn't thought of it yet, but it won't make Yan Zhilan feel better.

Nangong Ziyi, who had been listening to the whole process, looked at the sound-transmitting white birds scattered, and thought with great interest, it seems that the rumors in the market are not entirely credible, and Yan Zhilan who is calm and self-sufficient in the rumors is somewhat unexpected to him interesting.

Yan Zhilan was well-known but lived in seclusion, so he only listened to Yan Zhilan's name and never met him.According to the rumors and the information he knew, he originally thought that Yan Zhilan would be a rigorous and rigid person, but he didn't expect that the few words he heard today opened his eyes.

To be able to make the soft-tempered Qi Jing angry like this, this Yan Zhilan is also somewhat capable, he can be regarded as a character.The first two quick glances did not have time to make a deep friendship. When the opportunity arises, he must sit down and have a good talk with Yan Zhilan.He is confident that Yan Zhilan will be happy to make friends with him.

After Qi Jing scolded Yan Zhilan in his heart to vent his anger, he had time to take care of Nangong Ziyi.

Nangong Ziyi gently shook her fan, looking like a handsome young master, she seemed not interested in what the sound transmission talisman said, seeing Qi Jing looking over, she said straight to the point: "Your Majesty asked Ziyi to come over, but I have something to ask ?”

Qi Jing didn't play tricks with him, and opened his mouth to ask him, "How did you know that I am of the blood of the gods?"

This matter is extremely confidential, except Fuyou Qi Wangshan and Jin Zhu, he can be very sure and certain that no one else will know.As soon as they met last night, Nangong Ziyi slipped her mouth. Although she pretended to be drunk and ignored him afterwards, Qi Jing felt that there was something wrong with her, so she took the decision and detained him.Of course, the argument to Patriarch Nangong is that he hit it off with Nangong Ziyi and wanted to keep him to talk at night by candlelight.

After one night, he still remembered that Patriarch Nangong's wrinkled face was originally talking to others with a hearty smile, but when he heard his order, he immediately changed his face, trembling his lips, as if resigned to his fate after a long time Should be down.

Although Qi Jing felt strange, he didn't think too much about it, but when he said the words of staying in Ziyi Palace in Liunan Palace, the originally bustling banquet was instantly silent, and a needle could be heard, everyone's eyes turned to him .

Qi Jing didn't understand, so he looked back, and after a while, someone broke the silence of the room with a smile.

It's Zheng Zheng.

Zheng Zheng smiled and said, "The second son of the Nangong family is very knowledgeable, your majesty can't help but cherish talents, right?"

As he spoke, he sighed with regret: "It's a pity that Zheng Zheng has no ink in his chest, and he has nothing in his stomach. Otherwise, he will ask the Lord for grace if he says anything, and listen to the high-level discussions between Young Master Yan and Young Master Nangong, and don't say anything else. , It’s also great to open your eyes.”

What he said was so beautiful that even Yan Zhilan raised his eyes to look at him.

The children of the aristocratic family even heard the strings and knew the elegant meaning, and immediately understood that this was to rescue the king, and it was true, if there was someone like Yan Zhilan in front of him, who else could catch the eyes of the king.

So one after another, not to be outdone, they swarmed up, laughing and shouting, "Yes, yes, your lord, don't favor one person over another!"

……

After a lot of noise, the atmosphere of the palace banquet suddenly became lively again, and Patriarch Nangong's expression gradually eased.

Zheng Zheng retreated to his seat with a smile on his face when everyone was rushing forward, holding his chopsticks to pick up a piece of dim sum for Di Shi who was next to him, and said softly, "The dim sum in the palace is also so exquisite and lovely. Try it."

Under his earnest gaze, Di Shi's right hand was trembling almost imperceptibly, and he picked up the piece of snack, but it fell before reaching his mouth.

With a regretful look on Zheng Zheng's face, he put another piece of dim sum on the plate in front of her, and warned, "Mom must be careful this time. If you accidentally drop it again, you won't have this good fortune."

As expected, Di Shi carefully picked up the piece of pastry with his hand and chewed it slowly.

At that time, Yan Zhilan was sitting five or six seats away from them, and since Zheng Zheng's sudden utterance, he had been watching him intently, until he saw all this, and frowned imperceptibly.

Zheng Zheng seemed to have noticed something, he turned his face slightly, and met Yan Zhilan's eyes in mid-air.

Yan Zhilan didn't hide or dodge, and looked directly at him.

Zheng Zheng nodded at him very well-mannered, smiled and picked up the wine cup at hand, and toasted him a glass of wine from a distance.

At that time, Qi Jing was surrounded by the children of the aristocratic family and had no time to care about him.Nangong Ziyi, who was pretending to be asleep, saw all of this in her eyes, and gradually began to care about it.

Regarding Qi Jing's questioning, Nangong Ziyi did not want to hide it from him, so she opened the folding fan with a swipe, and the fan was slightly pressed against Qi Jing's chin, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, oh no, according to Xia Bu's seniority, I should be called Are you Aranuo? Or Aranying?"

Qi Jing's pupils shrank suddenly.

Nangong Ziyi continued with a laughing voice: "Which word did Aunt Sheng choose for you? Let me guess. Well, I guess it is Arannuo. Am I right? Aranuobiao younger brother?"