The male protagonist said he hates me [Quick Transmigration]

Half a month later, the prime minister healed his wounds, continued to rule the court, and submitted a memorial to the war.

All the subjects secretly objected, but due to the power of the prime minister, they did not dare to speak out.

After all, Chang Kingdom has been at peace for a long time. Ever since there was a dispute with Li Kingdom a hundred years ago, the previous court was defeated, so they could only surrender and marry each other and pay tribute of some treasures to Li Kingdom every year, which is very useless.Now that the country is constantly improving its health and well-being, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the economy has finally turned around. Who wants to engage in a war that is not necessarily victorious if it costs people and money?

And the young emperor leaning on the throne just glanced at them a few times, and agreed to this move.

All the ministers could only sigh, after all, His Majesty is young, and the Queen Mother has not made much noise recently, probably even she can't control the powerful Prime Minister.

Under the divergent opinions, Chang Qing smiled slightly, and looked at the cold man in court uniform below, with gentle eyes.

This is what he ordered.

A few days ago, the young man in white had a haggard face. When he met him in the imperial study, he was also surprised, but after thinking for a moment, he agreed.

The frontiers have always been full of wars, and the people on the frontiers of Changguo have been disturbed to the point of desperation. Now that they have the strength to resist, they don't have to indulge in a moment of enjoyment, and lose the best time to fight.

"The prime minister is indeed courageous."

Chang Qing casually praised a few words, then let go of his body, and leaned against the desk, the bamboo piled up into a small mountain fell rustlingly, and all fell to his feet.

The young emperor was caught off guard and let out a soft cry. When he heard the hoarse voice, his brows were slightly frowned, as if bored.

It was his voice changing period, Pei Yu was startled, almost forgot that the boy in front of him was only 17 years old.

These days, it's no wonder that the little emperor always speaks lightly, and his tone is much softer.

Chang Qing really disliked his own voice, it was rough and astringent.He picked up the teacup and took a few sips, not very interested, then looked at Pei Yuzhi who was standing silently in front of him for a while, and waved to him, "Come and deal with the memorial, I'm tired."

After saying that, he moved his legs habitually, vacating the side seat, and after waiting for someone to take a seat, he lay down on the desk and took a light sleep.

Probably because of being able to hold him, the young emperor quickly fell asleep, with a serene childish look on his profile, undefended.

The young man in white held the bamboo slips and looked at them for a long time, his eyes were sore, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the green in the porcelain vase around him.

After co-working for a long time, I unconsciously found that the little emperor is very particular about these health-preserving things.

He glanced at the red goji berry floating in the jade-colored teacup by the side of the young man's cheek, he commented insanely.

It also said that it can nourish the kidney and replenish essence...

Pei Yuzhi's heart was stricken at that time, and he wished he could slap him to death!

What's even more hateful is that the young emperor patted him on the shoulder, smiled naturally green and harmless, and said in relief, "Remember the Gu worm I planted for you? It can also cure apathy. The prime minister's hidden illness can't be experienced for a long time. Moon, you will see the bright moon through the rain and fog!"

"........."

Pull your head to see your lungs!

Pei Yuzhi really hated this young man who was cut in white and dressed in black, but he hadn't found a solution to the dementia during this period of time. If he found it, hehe...

Let him taste the eighteen postures of being stabbed one by one.

The young man in white looked pale, looked away indifferently, and sneered.

- The person sleeping on the table seemed to be aware of it, turned his face, his red lips parted slightly, Pei Yuzhi immediately silenced, picked up the bamboo slips and looked down, and finished his movements in a second familiarly.After the sleepy man mumbled vaguely, he turned his head, his cold face full of gloom.

It's like a tamed hyena, which has been trained to reflex!

...As if thinking of something bad, the young man in dark blue official uniform frowned.

Under the throne in the court hall, those ministers who had good friends with the prime minister tried to wink, but very helplessly, the prime minister was so focused in a trance that he couldn't receive the message.

On the high throne, the black-robed emperor raised his eyebrows and called softly, "Prime Minister?"

The extremely handsome young man's body shook and he raised his head suddenly.

Like a frightened bird.

Chang Qing was a little amused, "Prime Minister, the general banquet will be delivered in three days, can you hear me clearly?"

"Clear."

He nodded, waved his sleeves and said, "Then retreat."

After that, he stood up and walked outside.At this moment, the morning light has passed, and it is the hot summer time outside. A few good-looking young eunuchs are shaking the round fans, but they are surrounded by him to wait, and the heat is still aroused, and the sweat stains and smell are very bad. comfortable.

He dismissed those people casually, and walked into the imperial study on his own.

There is a note on the case, black and white, only a few numbers.

- It's over.

It's short, with a soft ink fragrance, in the style of Fuxi... oh no, in Changxi's style.

It seems that he has made arrangements.

I don't know if I met that general face to face?

Anyway, she is the childhood sweetheart of her own queen.

You have to entrust him to take care of you.

In the imperial study room, the black-robed emperor smiled softly, his eyes getting darker.

At this moment, there was a creak, and someone gently opened the door, and happened to bump into him under the dappled sunlight, with his forehead propped up with one hand, his fingers looking like jade.

He raised his eyes, tilted his head towards the person coming, and looked tired, "Prime Minister, what's the matter?"

Pei Yuzhi pursed his lips and looked at him.

In the days when the young man got up early and worked hard, the childish baby fat on his face has been reduced a lot, and his outline is clear. At first glance, he is a gentle and gentle young man full of dignity.

Who knew that this man was a black heart?

I don't know what method was used, but even the empress dowager Lou, who caused troubles in the court, was restrained, and all the blame was pinned on him.

He settled down, and suppressed his thoughts, "The matter of military power..."

Chang Qing raised his eyebrows. Military power is equivalent to the heart of the country. Naturally, it cannot be sloppy, but it is obviously not safe to hand it over to others.

"Does the prime minister want a military talisman?" After a while, he smiled happily, as if he foresaw something interesting.

These words are very sharp, according to the little emperor's urine, there must be a pitfall.

The young man in official uniform standing in front of him was keenly aware of this, and then lowered his eyebrows and said indifferently, "Soldiers must ask for a soldier's talisman when they go out to fight."

"That's true," Chang Qing looked at the person in front of him for a moment, then he suddenly smiled, "Prime Minister, don't be so nervous, now we are people of the same way, Ai Qing, I will try my best to satisfy you, let alone a soldier talisman? right?"

…pretentious!

The young man secretly whitewashed his eyes, and replied, "...Yes."

Chang Qing was very satisfied with the hero's sense of humor. After thinking about it, he took out the small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and there was a faint red swaying inside. If he didn't pay attention, his fingertips also touched the bright red, like white snow and red plums, shocking .

"My blood is the antidote. I think the night of the full moon is coming, Aiqing, you should be prepared."

When he took it, Pei Yuzhi touched the little emperor's fingers. It was a warm and soft touch, which was the same as the feeling when the little emperor was feeding the medicine half a month ago. Dot red to erase, I am not very used to this kind of close contact.

In addition, the little emperor's trust surprised him a little, but after thinking about it, it was probably because the little emperor felt that he was in control, and it was useless to study it anyway, so he didn't.

Then the two exchanged greetings for a while, pretending to be a good majesty and a good loyal minister, and then they left.

Chang Qing picked up the bamboo slips, the lips puckered up.

The system has been together for so long, and it can be seen that he is looking forward to it.

What to expect?

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Sending off the general banquet is a unique tradition in Chang Kingdom.

The main thing is to invite wine to send off, and sing and dance to promote peace. At this time, there is no distinction between master and servant at the banquet, only whether you enjoy drinking or not.

It's very human.

As dusk approached, Chang Qing was forced to fall on his seat by those cunning old ministers who relied on their elders, his eyes were dim, and he looked like he couldn't drink.

Some young subjects in the hall looked at him twice, but they didn't dare to go forward again.

During the hot season, it is really hot, especially after drinking, the whole person is almost burnt out.

He squinted his eyes hard, his eyes were blurred, and the people around him kept moving around. At some point, something cold was stuffed into his hand, which relieved the heat in time.

Sober up a lot, he took a closer look and saw that it was a piece of ice.

Out of the corner of his eye, the green clothes beside him shook, and he smiled.

It looks like he has a heart.

And he used to push his nose to his face, waved his hands, and ordered, "Help me up."

Chang Xi helped him up patiently, and followed him as he staggered until they smelled the strong fragrance of flowers in their nostrils. They walked straight to the imperial garden, and the emperor's bedroom was next door.

He raised his eyes and saw the white figure standing in the center of the purple hydrangea, like a fairy who was about to leave a leaf in the flowers, cold and fairy-like.

"Who is that?"

Chang Xi explained, "That's the prime minister."

Only then did Chang Qing confirm that it was the male lead.

He seemed to be hiding from alcohol.

No wonder there was no one at the table.

The young emperor with blurred eyes raised his hands, and handed back most of the melted things to the little green bamboo that was supporting him, and then resolutely abandoned him, shouting drunkenly, "Pei Yuzhi, come and help me!"

These words were in an imperative tone, so drunk that he didn't even call out 'Prime Minister' or 'Zhen', if it was before, the little emperor would certainly not be so offensive to the powerful prime minister.

Chang Xi pursed his lips, aware of the subtle change in the relationship between the Prime Minister and His Majesty, but still wanted to correct the disrespect in his words, "Your Majesty..."

"Go back."

He turned his head, his dark eyes were wet, as if he had been dizzy from drinking.

His eyes were firm.

Chang Xi had no choice but to turn around and leave, standing not far from the imperial garden, staying for a long time, holding the hard object in his hand, still pursing his lips and walking towards the emperor's bedroom next to him.

At this moment, Chang Qing was supported by the tall and cold young man in white. He raised his eyes and frowned, "Don't hold my hand, it hurts."

Pei Yu's subconscious mind relaxed, but when he thought of something, his eyes darkened again, and he squeezed back full of annoyance.

With a pain in his hand, Chang Qing regained consciousness a lot, and his expression changed a little, "What are you doing?"

"The night is coming, what does His Majesty think?"

His expression was gloomy, even worse than the night he was stabbed by Chang Qing.

Looking at each other, Chang Qing smiled softly, "Did I give you the military amulet to kill me?"

"Is this important? The Imperial Forest Army is already around your bedroom, and you lost." Pei Yuzhi sneered, his tone mixed with hatred and anger, "As for the antidote, I will lock you up and torture you for the rest of my life, so I just let you try it." The pain of the sword piercing the flesh."

"By the way, there is also your favorite queen."

Chang Qing was drowsy at first, and almost fell asleep after listening to the male lead's threats. Suddenly, the "queen" came to his ears. At this moment, he finally regained some energy, and opened his eyes slightly to express a little curiosity.

How does the male protagonist want to treat the female protagonist and queen?

Pei Yuzhi looked at him and laughed in his heart.

A person who doesn't even care about his own fate is an infatuated kind.

The so-called killing and punishing one's heart is exactly what he was thinking.

"Don't you like her crazy? You should want her to die with you, but I won't. I will let her continue to sit in the queen's position and be my queen. Your Majesty, do you think it's okay?"

Chang Qing: "???"

This logic? ? ?Shouldn't he like her and let her live? ? ?

Sure enough, his acting as a melancholy and delicate woman is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

And he was a little dumbfounded, how long has the hero held back his resentment?All of a sudden, the malice poured into him like a dam bursting... Sure enough, the male protagonist is also prone to death due to his talkative physique.

The male protagonist has been talking harshly for a long time, and the huge curtain of the night has already fallen, and the night sky is full of stars, dotted with the disc-like bright moon.

Chang Qing was pinched, with a familiar pitiful face, "The military talisman is fake, and so is the antidote, well, your body... is it alright?"

Pei Yuzhi's hands trembled, and his legs almost gave way and he fell to his knees: "...!!"

The effect of the medicine came.

It felt a little strange, aching, hot and swollen, yet blissful as if born from its sinful agony.

——The phrase from the little emperor's study room, "Gu worms are indifferent to healing" suddenly popped into his head.

Love and desire, is that so?

A moment's absence.

Chang Qing, who was originally being supported, took the opportunity to turn into a weak one, flipped his hands over, supported the prime minister, and said hypocritically, "Ai Qing still can't change her carelessness? What should I do if I don't have quick eyesight and quick hands to support you?" ?”

After saying that, he let go of his hand maliciously, and fell into the purple hydrangea in a panic. His pale face was flushed, and his black hair was curly, but the scenery was beautiful, and the beauty was more beautiful than the flowers.

In the darkness, the candlelight flickered slightly, and the dappled light reflected in the young man's eyes, softening his face.

The hostility was a little weaker than last time, more teasing.

Chang Qing had never given such a tiger-wolf Gu to anyone before, so he squatted down and took a look at it, and it was very novel.

That panting blushing... Are the medicines purchased by the Lord God Space so effective?

Before he had time to ask the 666 system, the moment the young emperor got up, his wrists were suddenly grabbed, his eyes flashed purple, and he was firmly pressed down by the tall white figure.

Breathing and hearing each other at close range, complete power suppression.

Chang Qing: "..."

It was he who was careless.

He is a weak young man with red lips and white teeth who has only practiced martial arts for half a month, and he is naturally incomparable to a young man who is in his prime and has been practicing martial arts all year round.

What's more, the hero is still a Teddy spirit who has lost his mind.

At this moment, there was a black head on the back of his neck, youthful and disorderly, and he was arching around like a puppy, he couldn't move, his expression froze, his eyes turned cold, as if he wanted to kill someone.

In fact, he didn't restrain the urge either.

There was a low, muffled hum of the knife point piercing into the flesh beside his ears. Chang Qing touched his ears and pulled the dead fish away from his body. In an instant, his breath was filled with the scent of flowers mixed with a strong smell of blood. The blood, and then without changing his face, wiped it on the corner of the white clothes of the young man who was breathing faintly beside him.

After wiping it clean, he was bewildered and took a breath.

The hero is really heavy.

The 666 system trembled: [...you, the host, are really ruthless. 】

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The author has something to say:

Chang Qing was so ruthless that he carried a knife with him, hahahaha.

I feel that the main character is too cruel, do you want to be more gentle...

感谢在2020-08-1017:15:38~2020-08-1218:14:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Yingqing 30 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!