The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

He Qing pursed his lips, and exhaled lightly, "The prime minister will know after experiencing it himself, why bother to ask me."

Gu Youyan's gaze became deeper and deeper.

"Put the clothes on for him!" Gu Youyan kicked the kneeling court lady.

The palace maid fell to the ground in front of her, she stood up tremblingly, took the red dress with both hands, "Your Majesty..."

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The cool wind blows the dead wood and rustles, and the moonlight illuminates an old yard.

A tall and tall figure walked in front, followed by several healthy people.

The dilapidated wooden door of the small courtyard split from the middle, and the group of people stepped into the courtyard.

The courtyard was empty and the door was closed.

"Master, the Fourth Prince is hiding here." The man in black was hidden in the night, his voice was low, but because of his internal strength, every word was extremely clear.

"Go in and have a look."

They entered the door, but there was no one in the house.

"Master..." The man in black immediately half-kneeled on the ground, "This subordinate knows his mistake."

The inside of the room was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers when you stretched out your hands, but there was a faint smell of tar.

The window was blown open by the wind, and the window sash hit the wall with a bang.

Lian Lin walked to the edge of the window sash, touched the window sill with his finger, rubbed it a few times, and then blew off the dust on it, "There is no problem with the clue."

"The master means..." The man in black thought for a long time and said, "The fourth prince has escaped?"

"Fourth Uncle has always been a person who is good at stealing, raping and playing tricks."

"When the father died, he was the only one who lived well." While speaking, Lian Lin's voice was soaked in coldness, piercing into the bones of the heart, making people tremble three times after hearing it.

"Master... this subordinate will chase after him now."

"Go," Lian Lin waved his hand.

The group of people took the order and flew out of the house.

Lian Lin was the only one left in the dark room.

The veil fluttered, and the black shadow swayed.

Lian Lin walked to the candlestick and lit the light in the house.

The moment the candles were lit, the layout of the house was revealed.

The wax oil had solidified under the candlestick. Lian Lin picked up the candlestick, and there was a letter under it.

He opened the envelope and unfolded the letter paper, only three words were written on it.

I am sorry.

The font is beautiful, it doesn't seem like the fourth prince can write it.

Lian Lin tore the envelope in his hand into pieces and placed it on the bed far away.

Back then, there were many dead fans of the father and king. He Qing was the emperor of the Jin country, eradicating dissidents and killing innocent people indiscriminately, but he didn't find their troubles.

Troubled, how could he suddenly raise troops to invade his country later.

The third prince has always been in trouble with his father. Before the incident happened, there was news that the third prince was recruiting soldiers wantonly.

After that war, the third prince also died in the palace.

He died with his father, wearing a battle armor.

Lian Lin put the pieces of paper in his hand on the fire one by one and roasted them. The papers were reduced to ashes, and the scenes of that night emerged from the flames.

He Qing was covered in blood, holding a bright sword in his hand, and the sword was stuck in his father's chest.

The third prince was lying on the ground, staring blankly at He Qing.

The impact of this picture is too great. It was dark night when Lian Lin arrived, and the war had been raging for several days, and this time was at its peak.

Lian Lin went out for a visit, and rushed back immediately after receiving the news. As soon as he entered the palace, he saw the bloody storm all over the sky.

Did He Qing kill his father?

He clearly saw it with his own eyes, but he wanted another answer.

The layout of the house is the same as that of the side hall, small and dilapidated.

Lian Lin was in a trance, and there was a figure on the bed.

He was dressed in red and had black hair, and a gilded belt was tied around his waist.

Looking at him with a foxy eye, He Qing untied the shackles around his waist, "Brother Lian Lin, come quickly."

Lian Lin closed his eyes, if He Qing really killed him, what should he do?

Kill He Qing, cut him into pieces, or imprison him forever?

With a sudden thought, demons arose everywhere, and Lian Lin overturned the candlestick on the table.

The fire burned bigger and bigger, the temperature rose, and the wooden house instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

He Qing on the bed was licked by the fire, the red clothes merged with the flames, his fair face became more delicate, the corners of his eyes were rosy, and a line of tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Lian Lin turned and left the room.

A raging fire ignited behind him, and the wood fell and hit the ground with a bang.

Lian Lin walked straight.

He went back to the palace and went to He Qing's side hall.

Pushing open the door, I saw several people pressing He Qing, and a court lady was dressing He Qing.

While pulling, He Qing's clothes slipped off a large piece, and the marks on them were particularly obvious.

"A Lin!" Gu Youyan's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to stand in front of Lian Lin, "Why are you here? Are you done with the matter?"

Lian Lin said lightly, "Yes."

He Qing snorted a few times in pain, Lian Lin looked over calmly, He Qing's face was wrinkled together, and his ankle was stepped on by the palace servants.

The blood seeped through the shirt.

"open."

Gu Youyan looked at Lian Lin in disbelief: "A Lin...why?"

"

I would like to ask you, why do you do this? " Lian Lin's tender eyes swept over Gu Youyan lightly.

"A Lin, you misunderstood me." Gu Youyan blocked Lian Lin's sight completely, and said with a smile on his face: "I want to dress He Qing in nice clothes, isn't it your birthday in a few days? ? When he comes to attend, it’s not easy to wear this ragged clothes, right?”

Lian Lin stepped past Gu Youyan, and reached out to take the red dress from the maid's hand, "Excuse me."

The palace maid was taken aback by Lian Lin's face, her face blushed instantly, but she dodged it wisely.

She glanced at Gu Youyan with a guilty conscience, and was relieved when she realized that he hadn't noticed her gaffe.

This red dress matches He Qing's complexion, which is particularly coquettish. Lian Lin remembered that He Qing was wearing this red dress in the illusion just now.

"Everyone get out." He looked at He Qing who was full of pain, and ordered.

All the palace people went out, He Qing slipped from the wall like a puddle of water, Lian Lin picked him up.

Lian Lin didn't look back, "Gu Youyan, you want to stay here and see how I can help His Majesty change clothes?"

"A Lin..." Gu Youyan said sadly, "You can't treat me like this."

"Then how do you want me to treat you?"

"You clearly know what I want." Gu Youyan walked behind Lian Lin and hugged Lian Lin's back.

"Let go." Lian Lin said coldly.

Gu Youyan didn't speak, but hugged Lian Lin tightly.

Lian Lin used his internal force to shake Gu Youyan away.

"Go out."

Gu Youyan's palms were numb, "Alin... He Qing is your father-killing enemy."

After speaking he went out.

He Qingyi was in Lian Lin's arms, his consciousness was clear, but he really had no strength in his body, the protagonist Shou really deserved to be the protagonist Shou, with a scent on his body that was refreshing, He Qing buried his face in Lian Lin's arms On the chest, took a small breath.

He brewed his emotions for a while, and he had to act later.

"Your Majesty..." Lian Lin untied He Qing's clothes.

"Lian Lin, don't." He Qing pressed Lian Lin's hand, raised his head with effort, and looked at Lian Lin with unbearable pain in his eyes, "I won't wear it, don't put it on for me."

He Qing's body was very soft, Lian Lin tightened his hand around He Qing's waist, stretched out his hand to untie the belt, and pulled open the skirt involuntarily.

He Qing was still begging in a low voice, "Lian Lin... I am in so much pain, I don't want to wear this red dress..."

He Qing couldn't stop pushing Lian Lin's hand, his eyes were slightly rounded, like a frightened animal, Lian Lin covered He Qing's eyes with his hand, and put a cuff

It was put into He Qing's arm.

"I don't want..." The wet touch hit Lian Lin's palm, and a tear rolled down He Qingping's fair face.

Lian Lin raised his palm, He Qing's eyes were covered with inexhaustible water vapor, and a corner of his red lip was bitten off.

"Lian Lin... I hate you, I hate you..." After speaking, He Qing's breath was inaudible, or the pain was so extreme that he couldn't utter a word, and the bright red was dripping on the yellow clothes , He Qing tilted his head to one side, leaning against Lian Lin's chest.

I don't know why, but the place where He Qing was leaning on was a little bored, Lian Lin put the red clothes on He Qing, and held He Qing in his arms, "You hate me?"

He Qing lowered his eyes, and heard that he just moved his eyelids, he didn't look at Lian Lin, and didn't answer Lian Lin.

Lian Lin raised He Qing's chin and asked, "What right do you have to hate me?"

What right does He Qing have to hate him, he should be the one who should hold grudges.

Lian Lin's heart sank, and he put on the red dress for He Qing.

The red clothes fit He Qing's body closely, outlining the curves of He Qing's body. He Qing closed his eyes, moved his eyelids a few times, bit his lip and snorted in pain.

Lian Lin looked over subconsciously, He Qing's ankle was already bleeding profusely.

It turned out that it was accidentally touched just now, and the wound involved was a little bigger.

Wearing the red clothes on He Qing's body, He Qing's whole body glowed white, and that bloodless face gradually became transparent, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Lian Lin grabbed He Qing's wrist, and when the cold temperature came, his heart inexplicably calmed down, "Your Majesty, do you like this dress?"

"Let go of me."

He Qing opened his eyes, but the original excitement was gone, as if he was looking at an object indifferently.

Such a gap made Lian Lin dazed, and he tightened his grip on his wrist. He sneered, "Why?"

"Why did you let Your Majesty go? Doesn't Your Majesty like you?"

"Since you hate me, why don't you kill me?" He Qing gritted his teeth and turned his eyes away, "I have committed a heinous crime and should be killed, but you shouldn't use this method to humiliate me!"

"Your Majesty cannot die for the time being until the matter of that year is clarified."

"What happened back then..." He Qing was taken aback, "Are you looking into those things?"

The memory of the original owner told He Qing that the original owner did not want Lian Lin to know his past.

For the person you like, what are the things that are too embarrassing to mention?

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, He Qing's vision was blurred, and he couldn't see the outline of Lian Lin more and more clearly

, but it was this vague outline that merged with that immature face.

This is the memory of the tyrant before.

"Little guy, why don't you eat?"

"I... I'm not hungry."

"Here, eat slowly."

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He Qing in his arms did not speak for a long time, Lian Lin wiped away He Qing's tears, "Why are you crying?"

He Qing shook his head, "Nothing."

"Lian Lin, kill me, don't look into the past, it's all done by me, it has nothing to do with others."

This is the will of the original owner, and He Qing cannot go against it.

Lian Lin's subordinates strengthened their strength, "Killing you will not relieve my hatred."

"I... If I say that I didn't do what happened in the past," He Qing said with difficulty, "Will you believe me?"

"What His Majesty said, which sentence is true and which sentence is false, I'm afraid His Majesty doesn't even know."

"I... I don't know either."

The voice was lonely into the dust, "I don't want to lie to you...but I can't help it."

Lian Lin stopped He Qing from talking to himself, "I really think it will surface."

"Don't investigate any further," He Qing gripped the lapel of Lian Lin's chest, his face was pressed against Lian Lin's clothes, tears soaked Lian Lin's clothes, He Qing leaned on Lian Lin's heart, "Don't investigate, Lian Lin Lin, I beg you."

He Qing was in too much pain, Lian Lin couldn't help asking: he secretly asked in his heart.

He Qing's reaction was so abnormal that it seemed like a different person, "Your Majesty, rest first."

"My lord..." The maid came in with a medicine bowl, she put the medicine on the table and was about to go out.

He Qing fell into a coma, with blood and tears on his body, and he was in a panic.

"Take it out." Lian Lin called to stop the maid.

"Ah?" The maid stopped, and only realized it under Lian Lin's gloomy gaze.

She quickly took the bowl of medicine away.

"Go and call a doctor."

The Imperial Physician soon came over. The elderly Imperial Physician came over with a box, crossed the threshold, and first saluted Lian Lin.

"Come here and take care of His Majesty's illness."

The imperial doctor looked at the person nestled in Lian Lin's arms, his heart skipped a beat.

Your Majesty, this is... This is a sign of a terminal illness.

His Majesty is going to pass away, the imperial physician thought lightly.

The imperial physician wiped off the cold sweat, and went forward to wipe the blood from the corner of He Qing's mouth with a wet towel.

Flattening He Qing's wrist, the imperial physician took the pulse for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I am afraid that time is running out."

"you

say what? Lian Lin's complexion was not very good, "How is it possible..."

"Your Majesty's illness has been going on for a long time," the imperial doctor explained everything he knew. For a dying person, people will inevitably feel unbearable. "Your Majesty's illness is very fierce. I didn't pay attention to it, which caused His Majesty's body to become more and more worn down. Looking at it now, I'm afraid His Majesty...is powerless to recover."

Powerless?Lian Lin's complexion became dark with every word of the imperial physician, and the temperature of the person in his arms became colder and colder, "How could this be?"

"My lord, I have prescribed a few medicines. Your Majesty can relieve the current situation after taking them."

"Go." Lian Lin lowered his head, the imperial doctor couldn't see his expression clearly.

It's just that the voice sounded so lonely, and there was a trace of unbearable in it.

The imperial doctor shook his head, he must have heard wrong.

Even my lord hated His Majesty so much, and asked him to prescribe a prescription because the throne had not yet fallen into the hands of His Majesty, and His Majesty could not die yet.

A few days ago, there was a lot of rumors in the palace that His Majesty was lying under Lord Lian, but now it seems that this matter should be true.

His Majesty suffered a lot when he was a child, and although he grew up to be eccentric, the old people in the palace did not treat him harshly. At this moment, he closed his eyes and lay quietly in the arms of Lord Lian, looking like a young child.

The Imperial Physician pondered and said, "My minister complies with the order."

"Lian Lin, thank you." He Qing said weakly.

"Thank me for what?" Lian Lin felt tight in his chest and couldn't speak briskly.

"Thank you for helping me."

Lian Lin was silent, and he didn't know how long it was before he opened his mouth and said, "I never helped you."

"Have you forgotten?" He Qing said with a helpless smile, "That's right, it's normal that you can't remember such insignificant things."

"But I still want to thank you."

"I hope that I can leave a little good impression on you after I die."

"Maybe this is just my wishful thinking." He Qing fell asleep completely after speaking.

In the narrow side hall, the temperature was not much higher than outside. He Qing lay on this bed. After being sleepy for a few days, he felt much lighter in his arms today, and some places were even more uncomfortable.

"My lord, here comes the medicine." The maid came in with a medicine bowl.

"bring here."

The medicine in the medicine bowl smelled terrible. After Lian Lin took it, he wrinkled his nose. He helped He Qing up, and put the medicine bowl against He Qing's lips. The bowl leaned forward slightly, and the medicine in He Qing's mouth Lips overflowed.

He Qing's lips were tightly closed.

even

Lin took a sip of the potion and kissed it.

Opening He Qing's lips, pushing against the barrier of the teeth, the potion was sent into He Qing's mouth.

All the potions were sent in between the twists and turns.

After doing this several times, the potion was swallowed by He Qing.

Lian Lin picked He Qing up, untied the chain on his ankle, and carried He Qing to his bedroom.

After putting He Qing down, Lian Lin sat on the edge of the bed, leaning sideways, with his hand on He Qing's side.

After He Qing drank the medicine, his complexion improved a lot, and his cheeks became a little rosy.

"My lord, someone broke in at the gate of the palace!"

"Who?"

"Yes...Master Shao."

"Ask Gu Youyan to take a look."

"Master Gu is drunk, so he can't go there for the time being."

Lian Lin stood up, glanced at He Qing on the bed, turned his head and walked out the palace gate.

In the cold winter night, the palace was lifeless.

Lian Lin walked to the gate of the palace, and there were several dead bodies lying on the ground.

Outside the gate of the palace, Shao Zhong was riding on a horse. Seeing Lian Lin coming, he got off his horse and walked a few steps forward.

"Lian Lin, as long as you ask me to take His Majesty away today, I don't care about the past." Shao Zhong seemed to have come from another place, his clothes were covered with dust, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Don't let go." Lian Lin waved his hand and told the guards to close the palace gate.

"There is another hidden story about what happened back then, and today I will give you the truth," Shao Zhong said loudly, "Perhaps after you know the truth, you will let Your Majesty go."

"The truth?" Lian Lin looked at Shao Zhong coldly.

Shao Zhong's subordinates pressed a person out, and this person was the fourth prince Lian Lin was looking for.

The only person who survived the palace coup that year.

It is also an important clue.

"How did you find him?" There was no news from the person Lian Lin sent out for a long time, and he didn't expect to be intercepted by Shao Zhong.

"Lian, Lian Lin." The fourth prince's fat body shook and fell to the ground, "It's you..."

"Fourth Uncle." Lian Lin seemed to be looking at a dead object, "Don't come here without any harm."