Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Ge Xiu tugged at the hem of his clothes with some discomfort.

He hadn't worn any clothes since he came to this world. At this moment, he was suddenly stuffed into a dress. Although it was carefully cut by the royal tailor according to his body shape, the feeling of his limbs being bound by the cloth was still there. Somewhat difficult to get used to.

He loosened his collar, feeling finally able to breathe again this time.

Just then, the door opened.

Rowett strode in. He was wearing a royal-style dress. The design between a hunting suit and a military uniform perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist. The black cloth was embossed with silver. The dark lines of the royal family flickered faintly in the light, and the wide hem of the robe billowed in black waves behind it, which was really pleasing to the eye.

When he saw Gexiu, he stopped abruptly.

Under the sharp and high eyebrows, a pair of deep and dark eyes were unpredictable, and the sharp-blade gaze scraped the young man in front of him inch by inch, without saying a word for a long time.

Ge Xiu looked down at his clothes in a strange way——

Nothing strange?

He raised his head and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Did he wear some pendant wrongly?

Luo Weite stared at him fixedly, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and after a long time, he said in a calm voice, "It's nothing, I just regret it a little bit."

regret what?

Ge Xiu didn't react for a while.

Rowett didn't give him time to react, but he stepped forward directly, shortening the distance between the two quickly, he picked up a strand of hair hanging from Gesho's cheek, and asked, "Get ready?" This way?"

Ge Xiu followed his line of sight, and couldn't help but frowned worryingly—his hair was too long this time, and the blue-purple long hair was slightly curled, hanging down to his waist, standing in the water. It is not very obvious when it is heavy, but it becomes cumbersome when it comes to land. Even if you just shake your head, you can feel the weight that cannot be ignored.

He thought for a while: "Why don't you cut it?"

Lovett didn't even think about it, and refused: "It's not necessary."

He slowly took a half step forward, raised his hand to gather Gexiu's sideburn hair, his long, bony fingers dexterously passed through the soft and thick hair, and then tucked it behind his head——

Lovett lowered his head, looked at Ge Xiu's current appearance for a while, and then hooked his lips in satisfaction.

The attendant who was waiting on the side handed over the belt with great insight.

Lovett took the belt, leaned forward slightly, and almost completely embraced the slender boy into the narrow space formed by his arms and chest. He maintained this almost hugging posture, and flexibly tied up Gosho's hair, He even tied a bow on the back of his head ingeniously.

He stepped back a little.

Ge Xiu shook his head curiously, his long hair was tied into a neat ponytail, and there was an interesting swinging feeling when he shook it.

There was a strange look in Rowett's eyes. He took a deep breath, looked away, and said in a half-joking and half-serious tone: "We'd better leave now—before I regret it."

The huge hall is brightly illuminated by huge bright chandeliers, countless luxurious sculptures and decorations are shining under the lights, the huge ballroom is shining brightly, and moving music is flowing in the air. An understated elegance.

Countless gorgeously dressed men and women spun around the hall like moths, and well-dressed attendants circled the guests with silver trays full of champagne. Under the smiling face, there seemed to be a bit of absent-mindedness that could not be concealed, as if waiting for something.

Until—the real protagonist walks into it.

Everyone had more or less guessed what the dance partner chosen by His Majesty the Emperor would be like, but no one could have imagined that His Majesty the Supreme Emperor would bring a boy over without hesitation.

Although same-sex love is now very common, Lovett is probably the only one who brings men so blatantly to the royal ball.

——and also...has such an astonishing appearance.

There were low gasps one after another, and the entire hall was instantly dead silent.

A dumbfounded attendant didn't hold the tray steady, and smashed two glasses of champagne with a clang. The sound of the glasses breaking suddenly sounded particularly harsh in the hall——numerous sights of unknown meaning casted from all directions, scorching , Stunning, shocking, and hostile, completely enveloped Gexiu in an instant.

Rowett's expression was slightly cold, and his eyes swept away lightly.

Everyone looked back in fear, for fear of getting into trouble - after all, His Majesty never cared about the occasion when he went crazy.

Gosho didn't feel offended at all.

He has long been used to this feeling of attention, no matter which world he was in before, he was the absolute focus.And he himself is the type who likes to show off, these gazes and scrutiny are really painless to him.

His attention was now completely focused on the huge long table at one end of the ballroom.

Countless cold dishes are placed on it in a dazzling array, and the drinks are even more dazzling-the previous hunger slowly surged from the depths of his body again, and Ge Xiu felt that all his thoughts were entwined on it , The etiquette and cutscenes of welcoming the emperor have been completely ignored.

By the time he came back to his senses, the brisk music had already sounded.

The first dance of the ball began.

Lovett saluted him gracefully, stretched out his slender palms, curled the corners of his lips casually, and the depths of his dark eyes shone with an almost pleasant light, with a kind of cold and charming strange charm: "Do I have What about the honor?"

Ge Xiu looked at him in surprise: "I won't."

Lovett didn't mind: "I can teach you."

Ge Xiu glanced at the many noble men and women waiting for the emperor to lead the dance: "Are you sure?"

The smile on Rowett's lips deepened: "They won't have an opinion."—No one dared.

"Actually, I'm not used to walking much yet." Gexiu refused.

Lovett was indifferent to this: "I can hold you if you don't mind."

Ge Xiu: "..." He ran out of words.

He shrugged indifferently, put his hand on the palm of the other party's invitation to dance, stood up with Lovett's strength, and walked into the dance floor with him.

The sound of music is flowing in the air, the fragrance is floating, and the lights are bright.

Ge Xiu was led stiffly by the other party, and almost got his legs entangled.

Lovett patiently guided step by step: "The left foot goes forward...no, not the right foot, the left foot..."

"Hand on my shoulder... not this hand—that—"

His brow twitched suddenly.

Ge Xiu hurriedly backed away, stomping on the opponent's foot and taking it back. He frowned angrily, and apologized softly amidst the music: "I'm sorry..."

Lovett raised the corners of his lips uncontrollably, under the sharp eyebrows, a bright smile flashed in the depths of the deep eyes: "It doesn't matter."

All the people who watched him openly and secretly couldn't help but secretly gasped. They had never seen His Majesty the emperor in such a good mood, and he didn't even change his face because of the other party's clumsiness and rudeness—so what was that boy? identity?

The smooth and beautiful music flows in the air, wrapping around every couple of men and women on the dance floor like silky silk. The gorgeous rotating skirts are like flowers blooming on the marble, and the graceful sliding steps step on every change of the music. over the rhythm.

Although Ge Xiu's grasp of his legs is not yet sensitive, Lovett is indeed a patient and good teacher.

He deliberately slowed down his pace so that Gosho could keep up.

The air is filled with the fragrance of tulips, and the subtle acoustic response of the friction of skirts echoes the sound of the music, gradually blurring into a phantom as the dance steps rotate.

The temperature of the human body is close at hand, wrapping Gexiu densely, and the palms close to the waist are so hot that they seem to be able to burn, and the scorching temperature is transmitted to the cold skin through the thin dress, in a kind of The almost gentle force completely invaded the air he breathed and the space he looked at.

This feeling is really strange.

Although it can't be described as disgusting, it is very weird-Ge Xiu doesn't know how to describe it, and it is difficult to decide how to deal with it in such a short period of time, and he is in a dilemma for a while.

Suddenly, Gosho seemed to sense something, raised his head, looked over Rowett's shoulder, and looked behind him.

The second floor is covered by layers of gorgeous drapery, and the gold thread embroidered on it looks so luxurious, and there is a slight dim glow under the chandelier.

Another spin.

In the sudden change of field of vision, Gexiu skillfully captured the familiar flash - the trace of energy fluctuation.

The energy cut through the space, and the tiny sparks emitted when the air was broken were clearly reflected on his retina, and the trajectory of the energy movement was straight and clear - leading straight to Lovett's heart.

Gosho didn't think about it.

He hugged Lovett who was standing in front of his eyes, and swung him to the side——

There was an exclamation on the dance floor where the dance steps were suddenly disrupted, and several couples of men and women who were affected fell down unexpectedly.

Immediately afterwards, panicked shouts sounded behind him, and a male guest stared blankly at his own fleshy arm, and under the pale and terrified gaze of the onlookers, he belatedly let out an earth-shattering cry. Howl.

The music stops suddenly.

Countless guards waiting for orders had already been alarmed. The sound of military boots beating the ground resounded throughout the hall. There were chaotic screams and harsh sounds of broken vessels everywhere. The originally luxurious and peaceful banquet was stirred up into chaos.

Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked up at the slightly moving curtain just now.

He conveniently pulled out the gun from the waist of a guard who hurried past the dance floor—the movement was skillful, smooth and natural.

The wrist was pressed down, the safety catch was pulled, and the black muzzle of the gun moved slowly along the corridor on the second floor.

There was a contemptuous sneer on his lips.

In an instant, the pure and gorgeous face was swallowed by the bloodthirsty fierce light, the lowered brows were cold and sharp, and the depths of the blue-purple eyes shone with a beautiful and sinful fire. The sense of confusion brought by the face is torn apart—like a beast suddenly revealing its deadly fangs.

In the next second, the trigger was pulled without hesitation, and a loud gunshot exploded——

A figure covered in blood suddenly fell down from the curtain, rolled to the ground, and screamed again. He smashed a table below and the cocktails on it, dripping The wine mixed with bright blood slowly spread.

Ge Xiu indifferently threw away the still-heating gun barrel, and looked down at Lovett:

"give it to you."

Rovitt, who was watching him, had his pupils constricted, and felt that his breath was taken away in an instant. He was not injured, but the fatal blow still seemed not to let him go, and the mountain roared and the tsunami hit his heart.

There was only the beating heartbeat in my ears, amplified in the silence.

— Plop, plop.