The male protagonist said he hates me [Quick Transmigration]

When Chang Qing opened his eyes again, his whole body hurt, especially the shoulder.Half of her body was submerged in the water, her back was leaning against the rocks by the lake, she raised her head, gritted her teeth and struggled to adjust to the dizziness in front of her eyes, "Tong'er, shield me from the pain, it hurts like hell."

It was at this time that he would show some emotions similar to showing weakness.

The 666 system was so distressed that it quickly shielded him from pain, and then said coquettishly, [host, why are you blocking the male lead's arrows?Still in such a mess, the hero ran away without a trace, what a heartless thing! 】

Chang Qing couldn't feel the pain anymore, he staggered up from the water, and replied, "If I don't block, I will still be shot down by those arrows in the end, and I will also be shot down by the male lead who hates me so much." Wake up and make up the knife...Look now, at least the hero dragged me out of the water."

After finishing speaking, he barely walked to the lakeshore, leaned against the trunk of the weeping willow, and tore off the hem of his robe to deal with the wound on his shoulder.

When Yubai grasped the arrow handle with his fingers, he paused, and just about to pull it out, he heard more and more hurried footsteps.

He closed his eyes.

It doesn't matter who came...

The moment his wrist moved slightly, someone hastily pressed his shoulder.

It was also at that moment, with a slight muffled hum, the arrow missed and fell to the ground.

In an instant, the blood spilled even more.

Chang Qing frowned, removed the hand on the shoulder, supported the willow tree behind him, stood up with difficulty, and then turned his eyes away.

He is a young man in civilian clothes, with an ordinary appearance, his cuffs are rolled up, revealing the healthy wheat-colored skin on his forearms, he seems to have practiced martial arts all year round, and his figure is particularly strong.

Under Hexi's sunlight, the young man froze for a moment, and then turned to look a little more admiring, the arrow pierced deep into the bone, and the black-robed young man in front of him actually pulled it out directly in a awake state, he is resilient.

"Did you stumble and fall off the cliff?"

The young man looked at him in a daze, "I... I don't remember."

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Half a month of time melts like crushed ice.

The young boy was sitting under the eaves, his slender body was covered by red bricks and tiles, which shielded the disturbing sunlight, his skin was fair and tender, his appearance was exquisite and generous, and he was yawning casually.

The rough martial arts practiced in the yard couldn't help agreeing politely to a line in the poem: Lang Yan is unique, and there is no other in the world.

And this unique person just raised his eyes lightly, "Master Wu will be back soon, don't be lazy, practice."

After all, those martial arts disciples did not dare to slack off, they all bowed their heads and practiced martial arts postures seriously.

This person looks weak and gentle, but he is really not easy to mess with.For example, in the few days when Master Wu brought him back, there were a few dandy and bad-tempered people who couldn't understand his pampered temper and deliberately found trouble and wanted to beat him up. Master Wu was furious when he heard about it, and hurried over to open the door Look, those people are all bruised and forced to make tea for him with a smile.

What's even more frightening is that those few disciples seemed to be domesticated, and they were still vying to be someone's younger brother.

Can't fight, can't fight, can't you be soft?

……

The 666 system witnessed the pitiful story of a disciple who was bullied and dared not speak up, and felt...

[Host, when are we going to abuse the male lead?It's no fun here. 】

The blood bars here are not as thick as the male lead.

Facing the anxiety and irritability of the system, Chang Qing said calmly, "Your Majesty's whereabouts are unknown after falling off the cliff. The Prime Minister is now covering the sky with one hand. If he goes now, is he going to die?"

[Woo that's fine. 】The system quickly adjusted its mentality, and asked with great interest, 【Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival, how do we spend it? 】

"Master Wu said, worship the ancestors and release river lanterns."

As the saying goes, when Cao Cao arrived, Chang Qing held his forehead and saw people stepping into the yard from a distance.

That blue Chinese dress made the ordinary-looking young man look so chic and sunny.

Master Wu is simple and simple. Although he runs several martial arts gyms, he still wears commoner clothes to live a hard life, but Chang Qing is extravagant. He can't see people standing in front of him, so he builds him up, doesn't he?Immediately it looked better.

... On the morning of the Hungry Ghost Festival the next day, Master Wu also wore this outfit, standing in front of the Buddha statue to meditate and pray for blessings.

The Chang royal family had the custom of worshiping ancestors, and the subjects would also ask for amulets in the temple to ensure safety. The two waited for a long time before they arrived at Changguang Temple and stood side by side in front of the Buddha statue.

Chang Qing stared at the quiet profile of the person next to him, chatting in every possible way, he never believed in such things.

Master Wu believed that he was praying for the martial arts disciples.As if aware of his gaze, Master Wu opened his eyes, and said empathetically, "Xiao Chang, go to the yard to pass the time, you don't need to be here with me."

Chang Qing readily answered, and was about to go out the door.

The moment he raised his eyes, the corners of his lips turned up, smiling.

A familiar white figure stood in front of the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree in the courtyard of the temple, turning his fine fingers and throwing the white cloth strips on the branches.There is a rule in Changguang Temple that the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree can be hung with cloth strips with wishes written on it to pray.

I didn't expect that such a deep-minded person as the prime minister would also believe in gods and Buddhas.

I don't know what the hero should look like when he is in the temple and seeing such a scene?

As if in response to this idea, the young man in white threw away the cloth strip, then turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and was about to enter the temple. Seeing that the two enemies were about to collide, Chang Qing turned around and walked to the corridor on the other side. Even if it passed by.

He paused in front of the bodhi tree, and looked up at the white cloth strips fluttering slightly in the wind, his eyes darkened.

Waiting outside the temple for a while, Master Wu walked out, and the two went down the mountain to return to the martial arts hall, leaving the white prime minister behind in Changguang Temple.

After this episode, Chang Qing fell into deep thought, occasionally frowning, always feeling that the male lead praying for blessings was a big deal, his shadowy and suspicious personality, and he didn't know what stimulated him?

"Xiao Chang, what color river lantern do you want?"

Master Wu's voice sounded, and the young man who was leaning on the wicker chair raised his face as if awakened, and found that the courtyard was already immersed in the dark night, and there were all strong martial arts disciples standing there. Holding a lantern, he was asking him questions.

"It's black." He stood up and walked out with the group of disciples.

Master Wu laughed heartily, "Haha, even river lanterns are like this, how much do you like black."

The words were distasteful, but he still let him buy a black and rare lotus river lantern.

When he raised his eyes again with the lamp in his hand, those disciples had already dispersed, not knowing where they were playing.

The Hungry Ghost Festival is even more lively than the Lantern Festival. The lights are dim, there are hawkers selling river lanterns everywhere, there are food accessories on the roadside, and the pavilions in the lake seem to light up the night sky.

Master Wu took a fancy to the hairpin on a small stall, turned his head and said a few words to him, and went there.

Chang Qing stood alone on the shore of the lake, the deep yellow wicker of the weeping willow fluttered in the breeze, brushing against his ears, itching.

He raised his hand, but his eyes were attracted by a touch of white not far away.

Why did the prime minister come to release the river lantern?

He didn't want to cause trouble, so he turned around directly, avoiding the sight of people who might come over, and pretended to meditate on the lake.

At first glance, amidst the din of lights, the young man in simple black robe stood quietly beside the weeping willow, with a delicate and beautiful face, and his expression was indifferent, as if he was a lover who had missed an appointment, really frustrated and melancholy.

Several noble ladies liked his simple clothes and extraordinary imposing manner, and they were all ready to make a move, wanting to accept him as their leader.

Chang Qing also found out, he didn't want to attract the male lead just because of his appearance, so he simply bowed his head and squatted down, preparing to cover himself for the reason of setting off the river lantern.

A small flame blazed, illuminating his shadowy face.

He let go, and the black lotus light moved along with the flowing water on the river, silently, blending into the bright lights of thousands of families on the lake, and could never be found again.

Chang Qing pursed her lips, and the moment she withdrew her hand, someone pinned her hand and grabbed her wet and cold fingertips.

From the corner of his eye, the corner of the white robe moved slightly, sinking into the wet mud, the traces were shocking.

"Got you."

Chang Qing smiled inexplicably, then turned his head to look, "In July and a half, the river lanterns are set off, and the souls of the dead are sacrificed. Are you here for me?"

The man squatted beside him, dressed in white, with picturesque eyebrows, cold and gentle.

If it wasn't Pei Yuzhi, who else?

Seeing his glance, Pei Yuzhi smiled slightly.

In the familiar confrontation at this moment, passers-by looked at these two outstanding people curiously, and the noble ladies standing not far away also stared round, wondering why these two people went crazy, they actually squatted Talk by the lake.

"I'm not here to kill you."

"Oh, you want to imprison me and torture me for the rest of my life, just to let me taste the pain of a sword piercing my flesh."

There are some familiar vicious speeches, isn't this what he said that night in the Royal Garden?

When these words appeared on Chang Qing's lips, it was actually a bit funny.

The tight corners of Pei Yuzhi's lips could hardly hold on, but a smile still overflowed from between his lips and teeth, "The night of the full moon is coming, you give me the antidote, and then enter the palace with me, and you will be obediently for the rest of your life." , I won't bother you any more."

Chang Qing narrowed his eyes.

The villain is good, so what kind of villain is that?

He said rather amusedly, "Then you might as well lock me up and torture me for the rest of my life."

Pei Yuzhi's eyes were fixed, but he turned over his shoulder, thinking of something, and said, "No... just go back to the palace with me."

Chang Qing wanted to say something more, but was suddenly slapped on the back with such force that he was caught off guard and leaned forward.

"Xiao Chang you!"

There were panicked shouts behind him.

Fortunately, a hand stretched out from his side and held him firmly.

Looking almost at the lake, Chang Qing stiffly twisted his neck, and saw Pei Yuzhi's familiar cold face, with picturesque eyebrows and slightly raised lips. He hadn't seen him for half a month, and felt that there was something different about the person in front of him. .

That is, when he turned his head, there was a 'click', the hair loosened, and something fell into the lake.

Chang Qing was not good at tying her hair, and her ink silk was tied loosely. With such a rush, the exquisitely crafted white jade hairpin fell directly into the lake, and was never found again amidst the ripples.

Chang Qing quite likes the hairpin, engraved with the word "Qing", it is also a rare treasure.But it was not easy to complain, so he stopped regretting, straightened his messy hair, stood up and teased, "Master Wu, are you trying to murder me?"

Master Wu was a little bit apologetic at first, but at the moment he heard that he was still chattering, so he patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "How much is it worth to murder you, you little Chang is really weak, you will fall if pushed. "

Chang Qing also laughed and did not refute.

Pei Yuzhi beside him was silent, staring at them.

When confronted with this reckless man, the little emperor spoke in a very harmonious and natural manner, which made him unhappy, and even vaguely wanted to destroy him.

But he was a little funny.

This person is very small, and he doesn't know how scary the person in front of him is?

Thinking of this, he raised his hand with great interest, and at that moment, the hidden guards rushed out from nowhere, scaring the passers-by into the distance, not knowing which noble person was there.

And the cold young man in white who stood in front of the dark guard said forcefully, "Escort Your Majesty back to the palace!"

Chang Qing raised his eyebrows, "The prime minister is in a good fight."

I don't know what to do after returning to the palace?

After saying that, he shifted his eyes a little, and glanced at the blue-clothed Master Wu who was standing there sluggishly.

"You, you are..."

He couldn't believe it, "Xiao Chang, are you His Majesty whose whereabouts are unknown?"

Before Chang Qing could answer, he heard a deep and dangerous voice beside him, "Presumptuous, how can you call His Majesty's name?"

Master Wu shut his mouth, the gentle young man in front of him turned out to be the ruthless black-robed emperor above the ruling and opposition parties, he couldn't come to his senses for a while.

Chang Qing smiled slightly, "It's okay."

Master Wu stared blankly at him.

And Pei Yuzhi's expression was terrible, like a water ghost crawling out of the water in the dark, his face was pale, and he almost couldn't maintain his coldness.

Chang Qing didn't notice the male lead's mood, he looked at Master Wu, at least it was a rescue relationship, his eyes fell on the other's finger, and suddenly said, "Is this for me?"

"Ah?" Master Wu looked down, and in his hand was the grape vine hairpin he just bought.

His eyes became embarrassing, after all, he was a noble and pampered emperor in front of him, just now when he saw the well-made hairpins in the stall, they suddenly became shoddy.

"I like it very much." What Chang Qing liked was the kindness of the other party, and he didn't dislike it. He took it in his hand, inserted it directly into his hair, and said loudly, "Master Wu has done a great job in helping me. I reward him with 500 taels of gold." , to express my gratitude."

After speaking, he turned around and left with the hidden guard, leaving only Master Wu standing there with his palm outstretched.

This fate, here, can be regarded as exhausted.

The young man in white followed the young man, smiling, but his expression was calm, "Your Majesty is really cruel."

Half a month of getting along and brotherhood cannot be exchanged for the moment when he turned around.

... Forgot, all his turbulent feelings were probably given to his queen, right?

--then what should we do?

He wants it too.

Then throw it away without hesitation.

Although he doesn't believe in love at all...

But the little emperor's frail look after being toyed with is probably fun, right?

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When Chang Qing opened his eyes again, his whole body hurt, especially the shoulder.Half of her body was submerged in the water, her back was leaning against the rocks by the lake, she raised her head, gritted her teeth and struggled to adjust to the dizziness in front of her eyes, "Tong'er, shield me from the pain, it hurts like hell."

It was at this time that he would show some emotions similar to showing weakness.

The 666 system was so distressed that it quickly shielded him from pain, and then said coquettishly, [host, why are you blocking the male lead's arrows?Still in such a mess, the hero ran away without a trace, what a heartless thing! 】

Chang Qing couldn't feel the pain anymore, he staggered up from the water, and replied, "If I don't block, I will still be shot down by those arrows in the end, and I will also be shot down by the male lead who hates me so much." Wake up and make up the knife...Look now, at least the hero dragged me out of the water."

After finishing speaking, he barely walked to the lakeshore, leaned against the trunk of the weeping willow, and tore off the hem of his robe to deal with the wound on his shoulder.

When Yubai grasped the arrow handle with his fingers, he paused, and just about to pull it out, he heard more and more hurried footsteps.

He closed his eyes.

It doesn't matter who came...

The moment his wrist moved slightly, someone pressed his shoulder.

It was also at that moment that with a slight muffled sound, the arrow fell to the ground.

In an instant, the blood spilled even more.

And he looked up, with a very flat expression, as if in the state of the two people's royal study, as if nothing had happened, "What's wrong?"

The wet young man in white looked gloomy and pale like a water ghost. In fact, he was taken aback by his ruthless action, but he was speechless for a while. He let go of his hand, and his tone was a bit awkward, "Your Majesty, will you... know how to deal with it?" ?”

"Oh, this." He poked his shoulder with his fingertips, and shook his head honestly, "No."

Pei Yuzhi: "..."

His fingertips poked into the bloody hole on his shoulder, and his nails seemed to be dyed with the charming color of Koudan.

Doesn't it hurt?

...Sure enough, a lunatic.

After Chang Qing finished speaking, the atmosphere fell silent. He didn't see what the hero was thinking, but he really didn't know how to do it. He didn't know anything about medicine.

He raised his eyes and found Pei Yuzhi standing, looking down at him with complicated eyes.

He couldn't feel the pain, but the blood flowed on the back of his hand, he wiped it carelessly, and frowned.

Dirty and messy.

Pei Yuzhi's stern outline was actually a little softer.

He finally saw the vulnerable side of the little emperor.

"Leave it to me."

Even with such a strong order, the resentment in my heart has disappeared a lot.

He tore off the clean wet corner of his robe, knelt down to deal with this man, and said, "Your Majesty, you should ask, right? This is help."

Chang Qing raised his jaw slightly, as if he was enduring, more like a demon who fell into heaven, maintaining his pride.

"Do you think I should ask?"

It's 'I', not me.

He obviously asked sarcastically, but one part of the ice pool in his heart has melted, hasn't it?

Pei Yuzhi lowered his head to hide the uncontrollable smile on his lips, and didn't speak any more, otherwise the little emperor might become angry from embarrassment.

And Chang Qing sat leaning back, just a little bored, he lowered his head, the black head in front of him was shaking slightly, his slightly wet hair overflowed with moisture, tangled and tangled together, looking very messy.

At some moments of daze, the hero suddenly raised his face, and bumped into his deep eyes.

With a face as cold as an exile's, with distinct facial features, and thin lips with a light color, he looks like a handsome and handsome man with a very flirtatious appearance.

And the person with this scumbag face silently... blushed.

"hiss."

The shoulders were tied tightly, almost subconsciously.

Pei Yuzhi quickly loosened the white cloth, "I..."

he did not do it on purpose.

only--

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Hate, emotion and complicated emotions surged in my heart again, like the entanglement that dragged the little emperor out of the water.

But Chang Qing could hear the cautiousness in his tone, and raised his eyebrows teasingly, "Are you grateful to me for saving your life from arrows? Or are you so moved by my actions that you want to promise yourself... you Forgot? I am the one who stabbed you twice..."

"shut up!"

Pei Yuzhi almost jumped up violently, furious, "You are a man! What do you mean by that?"

His face was almost completely torn apart, the prime minister's pure black indifferent eyes were turned upside down like an earthquake at this moment, very frightening.

The confrontation between one high and one low, and the comparison between one movement and one stillness, it is obvious that the two were very close just now, and they were helping each other.

Pei Yuzhi thought that the little emperor would say something to refute, such as ironic words like "I hit the spot".

Of course, if he said so, Pei Yuzhi would definitely kill him without hesitation.

However, the boy calmly raised his head, his lips were red, and he said slowly, "I'm sorry, I offended you, but I just wanted to say that you don't need to be grateful to me."

"..."

The little emperor admitted his mistake clearly, and Pei Yu froze, like a volcano being extinguished by rain and calmed down, unable to get angry again.

He is actually very sensible.

Chang Qing really judged the situation, and he would even show weakness appropriately, "Anyway, you came back from picking herbs, my back hurts, help me."

Pei Yuzhi: "..."

It's really useful.

This time the anger is completely gone.

He knelt down again and said, "Show me."

Chang Qing turned around, exposing his defenseless back to his eyes. By the way, he tore off his black robe, revealing his slender and tender shoulder blades. He pointed his fingers behind his back, "It hurts here."

His movements are unabashed, as is his posture.

Pei Yuzhi simply knelt down to look at it, and then, the picture came into view...

The young man's robe was baggy, barely covering his buttocks. His skin was as white and tender as a newborn's, but the back of his shoulders was almost rubbed red, almost torn.

At first glance, it looks like traces of ambiguity and charm.

He suddenly remembered that after he had healed something in the past few months, he saw those disgusting erotic pictures, those women who were posing... but none of them were as vivid as the person in front of him.

And the person in front of him didn't know the secret thoughts in his heart at all, and couldn't see his trembling hand stretched out, but he was a little impatient, "It's cold, Aiqing, hurry up."

His fingers flicked again.

The green juice of the herbal medicine splashed on the boy's reddened skin.

The other party twisted desperately and moved closer to him, with a lazy voice, "Yes, that's it... very cool... very comfortable..."

As a result, the face of the handsome young man turned into the color of a red cherry.

He blushed and applied the medicine, pretending to be calm, and still complaining, "It's really delicate, but the bark has been rubbed twice!"

"Even if I'm coquettish, I can stab you."

"..."

"brazen!"

He jumped up like a tiger awakening, and then turned around abruptly.

"???"

Chang Qing turned her head speechlessly, "What are you thinking about every day? I'm talking about knives."

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Talking about taking care of their injuries, the two began to walk through the forest, looking for a way out.

Still discussing 'do you think, who would put a cold shot? ' subject.

The prime minister thought it was the Xiao family, but Chang Qing smiled lightly...

"Taking advantage of the changes in the autumn hunting afternoon, it's just a good time to stew people in a pot."

"..."

Pei Yuzhi suspiciously thought of his own consequences, so he said oh, and didn't speak again.

Chang Qing staggered, looking at the fast-moving white-clothed figure in front of him, always felt that he was being left out.

By the way, get rid of those malicious waste snacks, okay?

It's really hard to guess what the prime minister is thinking.

However, he didn't care anyway.

Also, he stopped, frowning, "Did you hear the sound?"

"Ok?"

He stopped, turned around, and felt the changes around him.

Indeed, the yellowed leaves rustled and fell, dancing with the wind, and the rustling sound of the leaves seemed to be approaching gradually.

Both of them were hiding behind the tree, clenching their fists, ready to fight, holding their breath.

——If people with ulterior motives come to find it, they must die without a place to bury them.

Chang Qing rarely had a serious face. He glanced at the young man in white, his phoenix eyes were also slightly squinted, and sweat was pouring down like rain.

"Ai Qing, if the two of us can be put to death and come back to life, we will be married forever and never betray each other! How?!"

Although the voice was soft, the young man's clear and elegant voice was powerful and convincing.

Sure enough, Pei Yuzhi also looked at the man's firm expression, his heart softened, and he was a little moved.

"it is good."

After all, it is a matter of life and death.

Then, a red figure ran out of the forest where the wind and rain were coming, and crashed into the boy's arms.

Chang Qing snorted and pushed the person away.

It's really heavy.

It was Queen Xiao Nan.

Followed by a lot of officials.

The disgust in Chang Qing's eyes subsided a little.

And Pei Yuzhi's Meifeng suddenly relaxed.

Afterwards, he became angry again, the little emperor knew about it, and deliberately asked for benefits!

He scratched his eyes, but the indifferent boy stared at the fat girl with dark eyes.

I'm afraid I'm worried that if the Xiao family did it, how will the queen end up?

He sneered.

——This is the original code, but at the end of the writing, I was not satisfied. I always felt that the prime minister and the little emperor had collapsed, so I rewrote it.

Now Pei Yuzhi was probably in a complicated mood.

The following is probably the real development of the emotional line.

And now, the Prime Minister even wants to play with Chang Qing's feelings, but——

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