The Villains Want Hugs [Quick Transmigration]

The bright moon is like a hook, and the pale and cold moonlight shines on the glass on the red wall. A few birds are gleaming, jumping happily on the top of the yellow tile roof of the Luan Temple.

One of them didn't know what it had eaten. It flapped its young wings and landed on the open window sill. Heidou stared blankly at the man inside: "Jiujiu!"

The autumn wind blew into the room with a strong coolness. The man was only wearing a thin coat. His face was blue from the cold, but he stared at the bird blankly, motionless, like a walking corpse that lost his soul.

Little Que'er seemed to think that this man was handsome, and flew up happily around him. The melodious and clear bird song seemed to be calling a person's name: "Yan Xiao! Yan Xiao!"

Yan Xiao was stunned on the spot, a young man seemed to be reflected in the cool night, that man had the same chubby body as this little bird, and his big round eyes narrowed with a smile, "Yan Xiao!"

Another gust of cold wind blew in, and the rice paper on the desk was blown all over the place. Immediately after a "bang", the candlestick was overturned by the wind and rolled directly to the ground.

Hearing the noise, Xizhu hurriedly opened the door and came in. As soon as she entered, she was shivered by the cold air in the room, and saw that the candle that fell on the floor had already ignited the rice paper covered on the floor, and clusters of flames burst into flames.

Xizhu screamed, and hurriedly called the guards to put out the fire, and waited for a group of people to clean up the house in a hurry, Yan Xiao still stood in front of the window expressionlessly.

The little sparrow that looked like Xiao Ling just now had already been scared away, and there was nothing left in the empty darkness, and the boy's phantom seemed to be gone with the wind, and there was no trace left.

"Ling'er." Yan Xiao's pale lips moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse and disfigured.He persistently looked out the window, as if as long as he waited like this, his Ling'er would return to him.

The guards retreated one after another. Seeing her master tormenting her so much, Xi Zhu hesitated for a while, and put a coat on Yan Xiao's body, and softly persuaded: "My lord, the little master has... been buried for a few days. Yue, if you don't cherish your body like this again, how can you feel at ease if the little master knows it?"

In the spring of the eighth year of Zhaoming, Xiao Ling died of poisoning in Prince Ning's residence. In the early autumn of that year, Emperor Zhaoming passed away, and the third prince Yan Xiao succeeded to the throne. There was not a single person left alive in the Yannanhuai faction.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yan Xiao is a resourceful, decisive and cold-blooded emperor. However, what everyone does not know is that this young emperor has suffered from insomnia for several months because of the departure of his lover.No matter how much soothing and hypnotic tonic soup he drank, it was useless. He would stare out the window in a daze every late at night, because the remorse and longing in his heart had never been revealed, and he was forced to emaciate.

Seeing that Yan Xiao was still silent, Xi Zhu didn't say any more, she closed the window that was blowing cold wind tightly, and called the little maid who was serving to bring over a bowl of ginseng soup to keep warm.

Yan Xiao's heart was already numb with pain, he walked back to the desk stiffly, then took out the inscribed words by Jiang Meng from the box, and held them in his hands like a treasure.

I have watched it tens of thousands of times, but Yan Xiao seems to never get tired of watching it, staring at it for an hour or two.

Xizhu looked at the tattered rice paper that had been re-pasted, and sighed softly: "Your Majesty, my little master still had a booklet, he said it was called a diary... moved back from the palace to the palace. When we were inside, the servants took a few people to search for it, but they couldn't find it—"

Yan Xiao finally reacted to Xi Zhu's words. He turned around, furrowed his eyebrows fiercely, and interrupted her directly: "Why didn't you report it before?"

Xi Zhu has been with Yan Xiao for a long time, and she is not as submissive as she used to be. She knew that Yan Xiao would go crazy whenever he encountered the little master, so she said cautiously: "Recently, my servant sent Xiao Guizi to the old palace to look for it. I thought I would report it when I found it... Your Majesty, don't worry, the little master is probably hiding it, so you can definitely find it."

Yan Xiao waved his hand and stopped listening to the persuasion, and directly wrote a memorial for the prime minister to take care of the government temporarily, and rode back to Prince Ning's mansion overnight.

The diary was indeed hidden by Jiang Meng on purpose. At that time, he was angry and was trapped with nothing to do every day, so he had to hide his "black history" for fun. He was not satisfied with hiding it, and finally got caught by Ji Xiaopang With his mouth dangling, he stuffed it into the gap behind the closet.

Yan Xiao rode the horse for a day and a night, and didn't even have time to drink a sip of water. As soon as he arrived in Ningzhou, he rummaged up and down in the palace.

It was late at night when he found the dusty booklet.

Although the calligraphy on the booklet is round and chubby, it is really not good-looking, but from the start of the pen, it can be seen that its owner is writing very seriously, and he wholeheartedly wants to write better.

"Yan Xiao... Today is the first day of your expedition. Your highness has made a very serious and solemn decision, that is, I want to practice calligraphy! So, every word you see next is my painstaking effort." I wrote it! If you dare to say that they are ugly, I will break up with you! I mean it..."

Yan Xiao was breathing rapidly as if he was about to suffocate, his fingertips lightly brushed the paper, his whole body couldn't help trembling.

"Actually... There is one thing I want to confess to you, that is, I have done some indescribable things to your body! But don't be afraid, from now on you will be as invulnerable as Iron Man, even if It's the big villain Yan Nanhuai who wants to harm you, but there's nothing he can do hahaha..."

Yan Xiao froze in place, is it invulnerable to all poisons...

He lowered his head and smiled wryly, the laughter echoed in the empty room, looking extremely lonely and desolate.

The poisonous jade pendant that he had been brooding all this time couldn't hurt him at all...

"Today, Xizhu gave me a small story book that was circulated outside the palace. The main characters in it were me and you. It's amazing...Yan Xiao, I threw it away after reading a few pages. I couldn't read it anymore! It contained you The painting is too small, you are obviously very majestic!"

"...What should I do? Miss you so much today... Yan Xiao Yan Xiao! Ling'er misses you, what should I do! Why don't you roll back and forth quickly to warm the bed?!"

"The weather is fine today and I'm full, so my highness will quietly tell you a secret, that is - I, Super Invincible, like you very much... Are you surprised? Are you moved?"

Jiang Meng wrote down the trivial details of nearly half a year in the booklet, and Yan Xiao read each word slowly, fearing that he could read it faster, so he finished it.

The vision of Jiang Meng appeared again in front of his eyes, the white and tender boy kept chattering in his ear, softly calling his name: "Yan Xiao... Yan Xiao..."

I don't know when, Yan Xiao's eyes have turned blood red, and his chest is violently heaving, as if someone is holding his neck tightly.

It turned out that he was so narrow-minded and misunderstood his little baby like that.

It turned out that when his little baby was crying in grievance, he was unwilling to even say a word to him.

He claimed to be betrayed and hurt, but the person who was really hurt wrote such a diary.

Hot teardrops fell from the corners of his eyes, Yan Xiao could no longer support his body, fell to the ground slumped, pressed the notebook to his chest, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Ling'er..."

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When Yan Xiao opened his eyes again, he found that he had left Prince Ning's mansion at some point, and was lying on his back on a strange bed, with a few small windmills that children like to play with inserted in the bed curtain above his head. , bright colors and exquisite workmanship.

He sat up from the bed suddenly, his head was as heavy as molten iron, he frowned, and after the dizzying feeling passed, he suddenly remembered the booklet he was holding in his arms.

Yan Xiao's temples twitched violently, and he immediately rummaged around, but there was a sound of unhurried footsteps behind him.

"Xiao'er—"

A man walked in from the door. The man had sword eyebrows and starry eyes. He was wearing a sky blue wide-sleeved gown. Even though he was no longer young, his gestures and gestures were still as unrestrained and unrestrained as before, with an extraordinary bearing.

Yan Xiao suddenly raised his head, and the whole person froze in place: "Master...Master?"

Xiao Qing smiled lightly, just like in the past: "Why did you get out of bed? The majestic king of a country doesn't know how to take good care of himself, and let a little Fenghan worsen to this point?"

Yan Xiao blinked blankly, the heavy exhaustion in his body made him feel uncomfortable, but just as he was about to use his internal energy to recuperate, Xiao Qing stopped him.

"Don't use your internal strength anymore, your body is too exhausted. I gave you a decoction yesterday, which can cure your mental fatigue, weak pulse, and vitality. You are born here to cultivate for a few days. I will let you go after you recover. Walk."

Yan Xiao nodded, walked up to Xiao Qing and saluted: "Master, this disciple is incompetent, unable...failed to take good care of Ling'er..."

When Xiao Ling was mentioned, Yan Xiao's voice changed slightly, and he buried his head very low, recalling the words and sentences in the diary, his heart felt like a knife.

Xiao Qing sighed, looking at the little apprentice who had been tortured so emaciated, he hesitated to speak.

In the end, he just comforted him: "Get up, everyone has his own fate, and Ling'er's fate is like this."

Yan Xiao got up from the ground with an awkward and shy expression: "Master... I don't know where is the booklet that you put in my arms when you found me in Prince Ning's Mansion?"

Xiao Qing was in a daze for a moment, then seemed to recall something and said: "Lin Feinan and I have just arrived in Ningzhou, so I'll go and ask him now, the booklet should be in his place."

Yan Xiao lowered his eyes and let out a "hmm", because he was still having a high fever, he was escorted by Xiao Qing to lie back on the bed, and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.

Xiao Qing looked at Yan Xiao's black eyes, shook her head, got up and went straight to the next room.

The door opened, and I saw Lin Feinan sitting on the chair with his feet up, his expression a little gloomy, and he was angry for some reason.

Xiao Qing poured herself a cup of tea and asked, "Where is the booklet in Xiao'er's arms yesterday?"

Lin Feinan sneered, and said strangely: "Yesterday, you carried your unconscious little apprentice back. I have never seen such a pamphlet."

Xiao Qing frowned slightly, and looked at Lin Feinan seriously: "Why are you having trouble with a junior?"

Lin Feinan raised an eyebrow slightly, and said casually: "Your little apprentice is now the Holy Master, what a junior. Also, I don't want to have trouble with him, but I just can't bear him bullying Ling'er like that."

Xiao Qing was helpless, stretched out her fingertips and rubbed the center of her brows: "The two children are in this state, which of them do you think is better? Ling'er is hard, and Xiao'er is also hard. And look at Xiao'er after knowing the truth. If he continues to be depressed like this, I am afraid that there will be another chaos in the world, and it will not be the common people who will suffer by then?"

Lin Feinan reached out and patted the table, his tone was a bit aggressive: "So you are soft-hearted? Xiao Qing, let me tell you, if you tell Yan Xiao that Ling'er is still alive, I will take Ling'er away immediately!"

Xiao Qing was not good at words, and after a long time of verbal battle with Lin Feinan, he was quickly defeated. He was silent for a long time without saying anything to refute, so he just kept his mouth shut, not being as knowledgeable as this person.

Lin Feinan saw that he had inadvertently spoken too seriously, so he immediately put his feet up and walked slowly to Xiao Qing's side, his tone softened obviously: "I'm a little anxious because I feel sorry for Xiao Ling'er, You...don't be sulking yourself, if you get angry again..."

Xiao Qing interrupted him coldly, and stretched out her hand in front of Lin Feinan: "That booklet."

Lin Feinan gritted his teeth in frustration, and put the diary from the cabinet into Xiao Qing's palm: "You'd better see how our little Ling'er treated him, and how that bastard Yan Xiao treated Xiao Ling." son."

Xiao Qing knew that Lin Feinan also felt sorry for Xiao Ling's suffering, so she would not blame anything at all.He sighed, and squeezed Lin Feinan's palm with the other hand: "I won't tell Xiao'er about that for now, but Ling'er's memory will recover at any time, if he wants to go to Xiao'er by then, you You can't stop it."

Lin Feinan snorted dissatisfied, and was about to open the window to get some air, when Yan Xiao stood under the window at some point, his face turned pale from shock.

"Ling... Ling'er is still alive?"

Yan Xiao couldn't hear what he was saying at all, he felt his ears buzzing, and all his energy was devoted to understanding their conversation just now.

Lin Feinan folded his arms in a leisurely manner, and smiled lightly: "How could I let my apprentice die like that? You bastard, you buried my Ling'er long ago, and your master and I have been digging for a long time! "

The matter has come to this point, there is no need to hide anything anymore, Xiao Qing pulled Yan Xiao in who was standing dumbfounded outside the house, and then told the ins and outs of the matter.

Jiang Meng really had no pulse at that time, Yan Xiao hugged Jiang Meng's body like crazy and refused to let go, not eating, drinking or sleeping for three days and three nights, constantly trying various magic tricks. The elixir... However, Jiang Meng still became a little bit cold and stiff.

Later, Bai Xuanting couldn't stand it anymore, and took advantage of Yan Xiao's unpreparedness to directly knock him out, so that Jiang Meng's body could be buried in the ground.

In fact, Xiao Qing and Lin Feinan received the news when Jiang Meng was seriously ill. Unexpectedly, when they hurried to Ningzhou, they happened to meet the burial procession.Lin Feinan didn't believe that Xiao Ling was dead at all, so he used tricks to dump the body, and brought him back to Linjiabao overnight for treatment.

At that time, Jiang Meng was just feigning death, and regained his new life after using the Western Regions elixir, which has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Although his memory was temporarily sealed, it will gradually recover as his body improves sooner or later.

Lin Feinan felt that his disciple's death from poisoning was really strange. He arrested a little maid from Prince Ning's mansion behind Xiao Qing's back for questioning, so he knew about all the changes between Yan Xiao and Jiang Meng.

Being imprisoned and in the cold palace, Lin Feinan was so angry that he immediately decided to let Xiao Ling follow him and Xiao Qing from now on, and never appear in front of Yan Xiao again.However, this was all his own thoughts, Xiao Qing naturally disagreed, he didn't believe that his little disciple would be so cold-blooded and ruthless, so he insisted on finding Yan Xiao to ask for clarification in person.

So he and Lin Feinan stayed near Prince Ning's Mansion, and waited nearly half a month for Yan Xiao to arrive.

Xiao Qing poured a cup of ginger soup for Yan Xiao, and said softly, "Xiao'er, you should explain to me and your second master now."

"Ling'er... I misunderstood Ling'er..." Yan Xiao frowned deeply, like a trapped beast whose limbs had been broken off, both confused and in pain, "Master, it's all my fault, you You can punish me however you want, but please let me see Linger..."

Maybe it was because Yan Xiao looked too embarrassed at the moment, and Lin Feinan couldn't bear it, and his tone didn't seem to be mocking just now: "Ling'er is no different from a seven or eight-year-old child now, you just see him, he I don't recognize you either."

Yan Xiao knelt directly in front of Lin Feinan, pleading hoarsely: "Please... let me see him..."

Xiao Qing was so distressed that he couldn't add any more. He came over and helped Yan Xiao up, and comforted him softly: "When your body recovers, we will leave for Linjiabao. Ling'er is there now."

How can Yan Xiao wait at this time, Lin Feinan sighed, and said very understandingly: "What are you waiting for, as long as this kid is not dead now, I guess he is willing to crawl."

Yan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly.

Xiao Qing was helpless, so the three master and apprentice had no choice but to set off overnight.

Three days later, Yan Xiao finally saw Jiang Meng again. He was no longer as pale and haggard as when he was sick, but could talk, laugh, run and dance. He suddenly felt flustered, afraid that everything in front of him was just his dream.

Seeing her two masters leading a strange elder brother in, Jiang Meng leaned over curiously, and carefully took Xiao Qing's arm: "Master, who is this person?"

Those dark eyes were as clear as a mountain spring, and his two chubby faces were like two pieces of newly steamed glutinous rice cakes. He just looked up at Yan Xiao, no different from his previous appearance.

Yan Xiao suddenly became at a loss, he breathed heavily, and after enduring it, he still pulled him into his arms, his arms tightened involuntarily.

The person he misses so much is alive in his arms at this moment, he desperately wants to feel the breathing and heartbeat of this person, and desperately wants to smell the familiar smell on him.

"Ling'er..." Yan Xiao called out the name tremblingly, "Ling'er, don't leave me again, okay..."

Jiang Meng was taken aback by Yan Xiao's sudden bear hug. He felt that this person hugged him so painfully, and cried with the corner of his mouth down: "You woo...you let me go quickly, woo woo Woo..."

It wasn't until he heard Jiang Meng's cry that Yan Xiao suddenly let go. He took a step back awkwardly, and stammered, "Yes, I'm sorry, Ling'er doesn't cry, I just stay away from you."

Jiang Meng blinked his eyes, he suddenly realized that his big brother who hurt him just now was crying too!

Could it be that I accidentally made him cry too?

Jiang Meng was a little guilty, and immediately wiped away her tears, then walked in front of Yan Xiao, stretched out her little hand to wipe Yan Xiao's tears: "Don't cry anymore, Ling'er won't cry anymore."

Yan Xiao had mixed emotions in his heart, he gently took Jiang Meng's hand, and kissed it almost reverently: "Okay, I will listen to Ling'er."

Xiao Qing, who had been watching from the sidelines, had red eyes. Lin Feinan had always been hard-hearted. He shrugged nonchalantly, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Xiao Qing's neck: "Water splashed by married apprentices, children's affairs will be left to the children." Let's deal with it ourselves."

Xiao Qing frowned, turned her head to look at him: "Didn't you still clamor to take Ling'er away?"

Lin Feinan couldn't help but dragged Xiao Qing to the inner house, and said lazily: "The lord of this castle reluctantly agrees because of the kid's good attitude of admitting his mistakes. If he dares to bully Ling'er again in the future, I will not Kill him."

Xiao Qing was used to Lin Feinan's sternness, so he let out a muffled "Oh", feeling really happy for the two apprentices.

As he walked, Lin Feinan didn't know what he thought of. He suddenly "tsk tsk" and said emotionally: "Actually, feelings are destined, even if I want to stop it, I can't stop it... just For example, the two of us, you rejected me ruthlessly for more than ten years, but in the end you were conquered by me. Alas, this is fate."

Xiao Qing glanced at him silently, expressing that she didn't want to say anything.

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Ever since Yan Xiao moved into Lin Family Fort, it has become more like a medical clinic. Yan Xiao and Jiang Meng have to take medicine three times a day, making the whole castle full of the strange smell of medicinal soup.

Yan Xiao's illness stemmed from a knot in his heart, and he recovered quickly after seeing Jiang Meng, and then he devoted all his time to taking care of Jiang Meng, like a broken heart every day Changshou chased after Jiang Meng's ass, chattering and chattering.

"Hey, I just ate green vegetables!"

It is now ten o'clock in the evening, and Yan Xiao is eating with Jiang Meng, but Jiang Meng explodes after eating for a while, like a puppy who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong.

During these days, Jiang Meng has become very familiar with Yan Xiao. Although he thinks this handsome big brother treats him very well, sometimes he thinks this guy is really annoying.

For example, always forcing him to eat more vegetables.

Holding the bowl, Yan Xiao turned a deaf ear to Jiang Meng's hair-deep protest. He picked up another vegetable and handed it to Jiang Meng's mouth, coaxing softly: "If you don't like it, you have to eat it. Linger's health is not good yet. , you must eat something light.”

Jiang Meng held a big fat meat bun in her hand, and stretched out her hand in front of him angrily: "But there are already green leaves in the bun!"

Yan Xiao looked at it, then lowered his head and bit off a little bit of vegetables in the meat stuffing.

Jiang Meng's little face turned green with anger, and she started yelling "Awwhhhhh", "You actually ate my steamed stuffed bun without permission! I'm going to tell the teacher to go!"

Yan Xiao took the opportunity to stuff the vegetable into his mouth, and then said slowly: "Actually, I want to eat you more. So baby, get better soon, huh?"

Jiang Meng saw that he couldn't be tough with this person, so he immediately changed tactics, and his tone suddenly softened: "The teacher is not here, so you don't have to be so strict...Are you right?"

Yan Xiao chuckled, stretched out his hand and pinched his earlobe: "If you obey me obediently, I will take you to the imperial city to see the ice lanterns in a few days, okay?"

Jiang Meng's eyes lit up, and she immediately became interested: "Ice lamp? Can you eat it?"

Yan Xiao sighed helplessly, and fed him another vegetable: "This is edible."

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A few more days passed, and half a month had passed since His Majesty's blatant strike. Finally, Bai Xuanting, bearing the resentment of all the courtiers, came all the way to welcome their sage and little queen back to the palace.

Jiang Meng's memory still hasn't recovered, but Yan Xiao is not in a hurry, he is tired of being with Jiang Meng every day now, and he doesn't want to ask for more.

Bai Xuanting expressed deep guilt for accidentally burying Jiang Meng. He solemnly apologized to the person involved, and then expressed his gratitude to Jiang Meng on behalf of the general public: "Fortunately, cute Ling'er is still alive, otherwise I wouldn't know Is someone going to die young."

Jiang Meng looked at Yan Xiao suspiciously. The latter stroked his hair and told him with his eyes lightly: ignore him.

So Jiang Meng ignored him.

Bai Xuanting: "..."

After saying goodbye, Jiang Meng followed Yan Xiao on the way back to the imperial city.

On the day of returning to the imperial city, it ushered in the first snow of this year. Thousands of ice lanterns carefully prepared in advance stood on both sides of the road into the palace.

Jiang Meng poked her head out of Yan Xiao's arms excitedly, and shouted loudly without thinking, "Wow! It's countless times more beautiful than Qingping's ice lantern!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth, and looked at Yan Xiao with a guilty conscience.

Yan Xiao didn't expose him, but gently kissed his cheek, nose tip and lips, and then whispered softly in his ear——

"Welcome my queen back to the palace."

"The queen is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."

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