The male protagonist said he hates me [Quick Transmigration]

"Aiqing, I'll do it myself."

In the dormitory, a cold man in a blue court dress gently helped the young man tie his belt. Hearing this, he stood beside him, as quiet as a submissive little wife.

Chang Qing doesn't know how to tie her hair, but this kind of thing is too intimate, and she doesn't want others to intervene.As a result, the person in the bronze mirror had long hair tied up high with a red headband, black hair was messy, and a delicate and beautiful face, which did not look chic.

Sure enough, handsome guys are good-looking even if they kill Matt.

"In two years' time, it will be the age of crown ceremony."

Hearing this sentence, Chang Qing looked away from the bronze mirror and laughed.

The crowning ceremony is the coming-of-age ceremony.

He said, "That's right, the battle with the Li country should be almost over by then, and the soldiers will be happy together when they come back."

Pei Yuzhi nodded, and then took out a pot of succulent from under the desk.

…Um?

Chang Qing took a closer look, it was Tao Meiren.

Meaty, round, pink like a peach-like peach beauty, the hero is holding it... Mr. Prime Minister's cold and unearthly persona is a bit crumbling.

Indeed, Pei Yuzhi's expression was a little awkward.

Chang Qing was also very witty, and quickly picked it up before the hero became angry, and said politely, "Thank you, Aiqing, I like it very much."

Very formulaic answer.

The cold face in front of him froze, dissatisfied, but after a moment, he saw the movement of Chang Qing's fingers.

Chang Qing's index finger kept stroking the smooth and blunt leaves of the succulent.

At that moment, he thought of the slightly cold temperature when the boy rubbed his face.

His brows suddenly loosened.

"nice! You love it."

"Ah."

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Another half month passed.

The male lead really deserves to be the male lead, and the power changes, he will never let this opportunity go, and firmly hold on to the dominant position.

These days, Chang Qing didn't take advantage of the loopholes, he simply didn't read the memorials, anyway, there was no need to read those obscure things, it was useless at all.

But Pei Yuzhi's posture became more indulgent and gentle.

He would even let Chang Qing stretch out his evil claws, rub his face, and occasionally tilt his head, if there was nothing to brush against...

Chang Qing, who was treated lightly, said, "...it's quite soft."

Cough cough cough...

The male protagonist's eyes were as calm as usual, and Chang Qing didn't want to make trouble, so he turned his head and rubbed his peach beauty as if nothing had happened.

However, Chang Qing suddenly remembered a question——

"After the autumn hunting, those old ministers seem to want to hold a draft for me."

Nowadays, the marriageable age of men in ancient times hovers between 15 and 20, not to mention the most noble emperor in the world. The original owner also had Queen Xiao Nan when he was a minor, but now the queen's ending... Needless to say.

Simply put, there is no one in the harem.

Some ministers are eager to make a move, trying to bring in a few daughters of their own to keep their wealth.

Hearing this, Pei Yuzhi immediately pressed back the corners of Pei Yuzhi's raised lips.

His eyes darkened, "Do you want to marry a wife?"

This is great, even His Majesty didn't shout anymore.

Chang Qing didn't seem to notice the male lead's anger, and said with a smile on his face, "The bed in the bedroom is very cold, I want to find someone to keep warm."

... looking for someone to warm the bed?

Pei Yuzhi's expression could hardly be maintained, the little emperor in front of him should belong to him, shouldn't he?

These days he was very kind to the little emperor, and he didn't make up his mind to force him... What happened?It was like a rabbit held in the palm of the hand and wanted to poke, ready to run.

"Ai Qing? Are you listening?"

The young boy rubbed his face suspiciously.

On the surface, he was innocent and gentle, as if he was ignorant and at a loss.That's right, how could he know that the prime minister in front of him had such malicious intentions?If he knew, in the imperial study room, he wouldn't deliberately say some youthful romantic affairs to provoke him.

And he still wants to play with this young man who doesn't understand anything, what a wink to the blind man, all in vain!

Really angry.He brushed away the young man's hand, turned around and left without saying a word.

There was a slamming sound of the door, and the white figure disappeared outside the hall.

But he didn't see the gentle young man behind him blinking, his eyes were indifferent and playful.

...The prime minister is boiling the frog in warm water, so he can help to boil the water.

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The draft is stipulated to be held in three days. Because His Majesty is young, gentle and beautiful, there are many noble ladies who volunteer to draft. These people don't care much about His Majesty's youth and incompetence in the court. They just want to live a prosperous and rich life. Heart is better.

As time passed, the three-day period was getting closer, and the prime minister's face became more and more stinky.

He was so frightened that the ministers next to him thought that he was going to seek power and usurp the throne.

But on the throne, His Majesty still looked gentle and indifferent.

It was late at night, and the young emperor drank a cup of tea with sleepy eyes, fell asleep early, hugged the cold bedding, and soon fell into sleepiness.

In a hazy dream, it was raining heavily outside, and the thunder was like a drumbeat. He didn't know why, but his face was wet and cold, as if a snake was swaying, that was too disgusting...

He woke up suddenly, with the momentum of "sit up in a dying illness".

He touched his face, and his forehead was covered with thin sweat. It was almost hot in the autumn night.

want to take a bath.

Chang Qing was about to shout twice, and ordered the guards waiting outside the hall to prepare hot water. When he turned his head, he found a black figure beside the bed.

And turned his head in his direction, staring intently.

"...??"

Subconsciously, Chang Qing wanted to get out of bed, and took a candle to illuminate the monster who dared to break into the emperor's bedroom at night!

As a result, as soon as his toes touched the ground, he was pushed back with a strong force, and his head was protected in the palm of his hand.

Chang Qing frowned, and just as he was about to move, he heard the man's heavy breathing, and said in a low voice, "Let me lean on you, just for a while."

Chang Qing: "..."

This is the hero.

Chang Qing silently retracted the leg that was about to be kicked away, then pretended to be ignorant with a blank expression, "Prime Minister, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? Are you in a bad mood?"

The young man beside his ear quietly pressed on him, sighed, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

"Stop pretending. You know, I like that about you."

...Of course I know, I still want to play with you.

Chang Qing squinted his eyes, this is a showdown.But the play still had to continue, he said, "Prime Minister, you are a man? How can a man be with a man?! It's unheard of!"

The male lead was silent for a while, "...you obviously know it all, better than me. In front of me, you don't need to act, I know what kind of temperament you are."

Speaking of which, during the time when the frigidity was cured in the imperial study room before Qiu Lie, Chang Qing did not know how much science popularized him and all kinds of...postures, personality, not to mention, if he is ignorant and weak, then it is not Little emperor.

Chang Qing: "..." Well, the simple and innocent young man can't be played anymore.

By the way, does the hero like to be abused?

What does it mean that he doesn't need to act to maintain a bad character and continue to abuse him?

Come on.

He threw off the heavy body on his body, and said in a lazy voice, "The prime minister is such a strange person, he actually likes me who stabbed you twice. I think it's because I have a lot of interest in playing around? I want to abandon me after I get my hands on it." , so as to get a thrill of conquest? Or was it the ward off of the autumn hunt that day, which made you hate and love me so much that you couldn't extricate yourself?"

Pei Yuzhi: "..."

He was pushed away, his arm was bluntly bumped against the bedpost, but he couldn't resist, and he was almost speechless, indeed some thoughts were like this...

The little emperor's ability to know people's hearts is really amazing.

Under the embarrassment and indignation, he became faintly excited... This is what a little emperor should look like.

Bad, cold, and ruthless.

All the hidden dark sides hidden under the obedient appearance.

In front of his eyes, it was revealed bluntly.

He fell on the head of the bed, just paused for a moment, his heart beat like a drum, and he leaned over to kiss him.

There was only a vague outline in front of him. In the darkness, he kissed someone's neck, which was covered in sweat, but he didn't dislike it at all.

The obsessed person pushed him away again, his head hit the bedpost, and he whimpered in pain.

Really hurts……

The pain made him sick and dizzy.

He is clearly in the human world, but he seems to have fallen into a dark hell, unable to extricate himself.

Very humble.

Sure enough, feelings or something... Hehe...

The evil ghost was in a panic, clenched his fists at the heart of his chest, trying to resist.

Also at this moment——

The judge leaned close to his ear, whispering, hazy.

"I don't like people forcing me."

"Of course, if you're gentle...it's okay to warm the bed."

The young man smiled lightly.

In an instant, in the darkness, the judge gave him a moment of spring light, like a flash of light in the warm sun.

The evil ghost... threw away his helmet and armor, the darkness faded from his body, and he gently hugged his little boy.

"I'll be fine."

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The author has something to say:

"Of course, if you're gentle..."

The hero holds his breath...

Chang Qing smiled faintly, "It still doesn't work."

——I wish you all a happy Qixi Festival! ! !

Well, the single dog said: It is even more impossible to add, and even the number of words is a little less [crying

I feel that the male protagonist's emotional line is inexplicable, so I will explain it in the next chapter