I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

Ji Zheng's heart was about to jump out of his throat. While breathing steadily and pretending to be asleep, under the cover of the curtain, his round eyes followed every move of the people outside.

Under the thin silk quilt in winter, I covered myself in a cold sweat.

Ji Zheng timidly comforted himself while trembling, "Perhaps we should take the initiative to step aside and let Mingci experience the dragon bed, maybe it will help arouse his desire to conquer the throne?"

In desperation, he moved to the inside, vacated half of the pillow, opened one side of the quilt, and waited patiently.

……

Mingci Yue once again lost control to realize the feeling of madness.In these days when he could not hear the voice of his heart, but only heard the beating of the heart, he thought he had adapted to the voice and could resist the temptation. However, there were a few wisps of ashes with a little bit of spark in his chest, and when the wind blew, they would ignite a prairie fire.

He had to admit that the heartfelt voice of that supreme person was a potent poison to him, possessing a fatal attraction.

It's not really heard yet.

"Uncle... Long Tuo, if you have the heart..."

"Experience the dragon couch... the desire to conquer..."

"Uncle Emperor, Uncle Emperor..."

"Uncle Royal."

Ming Ciyue couldn't hold back his footsteps at all, and tightly held the Imperial Guard's saber around his waist in his hand.

The emperor breathed steadily as if he was pretending to be asleep, but he knew that the emperor must have opened his eyes and was looking at his figure through the bed curtain.

Because, hearing the voice of the heart can only be done by looking at each other.

He was full of bad intentions, and wanted the emperor to watch him use the tip of his sword to open the bed curtain, and then slow down, to open the brocade quilt, belt, and skirt, like a cold snake, spitting out poisonous messages, silk Wire drilled in.

Want to experience the dragon couch?No, he wants to experience the person more, to experience...to conquer this person in the dragon couch.

The more Mingci really went crazy, he really poked open half an inch of the bed curtain with the tip of his sword in a daze, and without him going any further, the dazzling white forearm was already exposed in the air, which was shocking.

He stared at the severed arm with difficulty, from the tip of his tongue to his throat, as if poured into a jar of strong wine, it was hot, dry and burning.

The cold wind poured in, and the emperor shivered from the cold.

Mingci suddenly came back to his senses.Gripping the hilt of the sword tightly, let the repeated sharp engravings stab into the palm of his hand, forcibly regaining his sanity, and hypnotically let himself think over and over again of the conversation with Si Tianjian outside the gate that day.

"...A comet appeared in the southeast sky. It was supposed to fall directly to the northwest, but it gradually deviated from its trajectory. It formed a trend of accompanying and circling with Emperor Ziwei in the due east. Therefore, the comet took the opportunity to glimpse the veins of the real dragon. It will weaken the Dragon Qi of the Emperor Star...even a year of natural disasters and famines, a rebellion by a comet, and a turbulent situation in the world!"

"Gu Jianzheng has a plan to resolve it?"

"This...His Royal Highness King Jing, these words should not be spread outside. The reason why Comet was able to take advantage of the situation is because the Emperor Star himself fell into a trap. The closer and more dependent he is, the more opportunities Comet can take advantage of. Therefore, Except that Emperor Xing is willing to take the initiative to let go and drive the comet back to its original trajectory, there is no other way."

Mingci is more silent.

Gu Jianzheng also babbled a lot: "I see that this comet should return to the northwest, I'm afraid it refers to the noble concubine Ying from the northwest, who is currently pregnant with a dragon fetus and enters the Fengqi Terrace. This is a sign that the harem is about to be spoiled by favor , if His Highness can speak a few words with the Holy Majesty, I'd better advise him as soon as possible..."

It's not Li Ying, the clearer the words are.

He was the disaster star, and he was clearly the one who took advantage of the situation.

Ji Zheng suddenly coughed a few times very lightly, as if trying to hold back a sneeze, his nose turned red.

Only then did Ming Ci Yue focus on him, the little emperor closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, his thick eyelashes hung down his eyelids, his face was almost transparent, his vermilion lips were slightly parted, the tip of his tongue was tender red and his white teeth were white.But the body is like you can pick and choose, with your arms wide open, and half of the quilt is opened.

Pure and lustful, as if inviting someone to sleep on the bed.

After the sunset that day, I couldn't hear the emperor's heartfelt voice for a long time. How could it be so... just because he helped the emperor make suggestions, gave the dark blade, and handed the supper, in exchange for more closeness and trust, and unlocked more heartfelt voices?

Then he is really a disaster star who sneaks in with a ulterior motive!

Ming Ciyue seemed to have been poured with cold water all over his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, quietly retracted the tip of the sword, suppressed the fire of desire, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt for the emperor, and tucked it tightly.

You can hear it, you can see it, you can touch it, day and night, you can reach it, but you can't eat it.

This should be the biggest punishment for the disaster star.

Ji Zheng felt the bed curtain beside him suddenly lowered, and the sound of footsteps quickly moved away, even out of the outer hall, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Arabian Nights!How could Ming Ciyue hear his heartfelt thoughts? This kind of conjecture is too terrifying, and this paragraph is not included in the original book.

If you heard it... how could you not go to the dragon couch if you heard it? !There is no man in the world who can withstand the temptation of the dragon couch!

Obviously he should be thankful, but Ji Zheng felt some inexplicable grievances in his heart.

"My lord, my lord?" Another sound of footsteps approached, trying to open his curtain.

Ji Zheng bulged her cheeks angrily, buried her head in the quilt, and said nonsense: "What are you doing, you want to climb the bed again? I can't hear you when I'm asleep!"

"Climbing the bed? Is there another girl who shamelessly provoked the Holy One?" A female voice slowly said, "But I heard that the Holy One has not added any new people recently."

Ji Zheng was dull for half a second, sat up suddenly, closed his clothes, and opened the bed curtain.

The scene of the death of the society.

All the lamps in the hall were lit, the empress dowager moved a chair and sat outside his couch, Li Ruhai and all the Yanfu palace officials stood aside with silence and laughter.

"With the temper of our sage, if any girl dares to climb the bed, the Ai family really wants to decide to give her a name."

Ji Zheng hummed: "Grandmother..." He lowered his head and saw the toes of Ming Ciyue's cloth boots, and his ears burned like clouds.

"The empress dowager's late-night visit is a national priority." Li Ruhai immediately stood in line with the empress dowager again, looked at the empress dowager and interjected, "Does your lord still remember that you have imprisoned imperial concubine Ying in Fengqi Terrace for more than a month?" .”

Ji Zheng cheered up: "Are you trying to say that he knew he was wrong?"

Li Ruhai was stunned for a moment, and smiled awkwardly: "No, he managed to move the temporary wolf lord of West Desert Babu, Li Yang."

The Empress Dowager glanced at Ji Zheng with a dazed expression, knowing that he had been ignoring politics for a long time, and sighed: "Every year after the winter solstice, Ximo pays a tribute of [-] sheep as usual. This batch of imperial courts are distributed to the four western prefectures as usual. It is used by the common people for the winter. This year Li Yang requested to hold their Winter Hunting Festival in Dayan’s royal enclosure, and led an escort team to guard outside the capital, refusing to pay tribute. "

The pervert's brother came to seek revenge for the pervert?Pervert is dead.

Ji Zheng shrank her head and said forcefully: "Li Ying will marry me and follow me. They say they will see everyone they see, and they will come when they say they want to lead soldiers for winter hunting. Next time, don't they want to break into the palace directly and rob me and the noble concubine? He patted the bed rail of the gold and jade railing, "I am the master, I don't want their tribute this year. My Great Yan Dynasty has a rich product, and these three thousand sheep came out of my account to comfort the people."

The little emperor Xianyu paid out of his own pocket for the common people. It was the highlight moment of his life. When he waved his hand, he had a feeling that this is the country that I laid down.

The Empress Dowager smiled lightly: "Stupid? There is no spare money in the national treasury, so let's evacuate it from the Yanfu Palace first."

Ji Zheng froze: "Oh..."

Li Ruhai also added: "The old slave's younger sister is in Suzhou. The old slave heard that this year is a disaster year. There is not enough pasture. Many livestock in the four western states starved to death. I'm afraid everyone is waiting for this batch of sheep. winter."

The Empress Dowager nodded her head: "Li Yang just wanted to vent his anger on his younger sister, and it won't do anything. Your Majesty is aggrieved and cooperates. Just show some kindness."

The two of you talked to each other, and Ji Zheng had no position to refuse.

Playing the role of a tyrant, he only casts fire in the palace willfully. He can't make fun of the people in his temper, let alone change the state affairs and diplomacy at will.

Just as Ji Zheng was about to respond, the Empress Dowager looked around and said, "The servants in the room have changed a lot, the Holy Majesty, it looks strange, but..." When she raised her head, the creases in the corners of her eyes were full of Cunningly, "His Royal Highness King Jing is loyal enough to still be here."

This terrifying awareness.

Ji Zheng looked at her, terrified.He probably knew where the fox-like charm of the original owner's eyes came from.

"I want to take the emperor's uncle with me too." Ji Zheng narrowed his eyes, imitating the Empress Dowager, and looked at Ming Ciyue with a contemptuous smile, but the words were addressed to her, "It's still the emperor's uncle who serves me at night. I am most used to dressing, but the eunuch and servant next to me have too thick hands."

"Then come back and explain your leg injury to Ai's family." She slapped the emperor's leg, and walked out without looking back with her shawl wrapped around her head.

The matter was rushed, and in the early morning of the next day, when the sky was slightly bright and the ground was covered with heavy frost, the chariots and horses assembled at the gate of the palace city and set off.

Li Ying stepped out of the gate of Fengqi Terrace for the first time in more than a month, and she was still graceful, without any sign of haggardness.In order to show his favor in a play, he took advantage of all the jewels and gold hairpins in the palace, and wore them on his body, still covered with a red gauze, with deep and bewitching eyebrows and eyes, showing an undisguised pride.

He got on the sedan chair first, turned around and stretched out his hand to the emperor.

This time Ji Zheng didn't hide anymore, but felt a gaze following him silently, and hid himself in the sedan chair as if running away.

But as soon as Li Ying wrapped his hand into his palm, Ji Zheng squeezed his hand back hard, and the two looked at each other with a smile, their facial expressions seemed to agree with each other and raised their eyebrows, and they competed like primary school students, just for the sake of fighting Who puts their hands outside.

But... why does this concubine's hands grow a circle bigger than his.

Ji Zheng suddenly stopped fighting, he turned his head sideways, and found that looking out of Li Ying's window was Ming Ciyue.

Dressed in black and gold iron armor, he straddles a black horse and follows the sedan chair, walking lightly.The whole person is tall and straight like a cold pine, with a bee waist and ape back, slender shoulders and neckline like a rainbow hidden under the white shirt, and a cloak fluttering in the morning wind.

The wind picked up, and the curtains by the windows turned up their corners.

What was revealed was the red tassels he was holding behind his hands behind his back, and the flying high ponytail, that familiar yet unfamiliar face in the morning mist, with thin lips pursed into a line, his gaze staring straight ahead coldly, as if Cutting is like grinding, cutting like learning.

This is Ciyue, the god-killer in Ximo, the emperor Ji Zheng has never seen before, far from the night guard Ming Ciyue who is under house arrest in the palace.

The original owner, the imperial power, can only restrain him temporarily, but never want to break the wings of this kind of person.

The words are clearer, and one glance may make people unforgettable in this life.

Ji Zheng swallowed her saliva, and suddenly felt that the emperor's uncle was far, far away from him. The difference between cloud and mud was completely two worlds.

At this moment, Ming Ci turned his head, paused slightly, and smiled lightly.

Ji Zheng seemed to be caught by someone peeping, she suddenly lowered her head and looked away.

At this time, I heard Li Ying say again: "Your Majesty has been staring at my concubine for so long, how does your concubine's makeup look good today?"

Li Ying is also an exotic beauty in the book, and her appearance is definitely not bad.But Ji Zheng didn't even have the interest to take a closer look, and thought it should look good, so he answered vaguely.

Li Ying smiled and said, "The Holy One may wish..."

Ji Zheng interrupted him violently, "Oh my God, no one is watching here, why are you still holding hands with me, don't two big men feel tired enough?"

Li Ying pretended not to hear: "The Holy Majesty is willing to be with my concubine..."

Ji Zheng frowned again and raised his voice: "Ah, why are your palms sweaty, wearing all your gold belongings on your body, so flamboyant, Concubine Ying must have worked hard."

Li Ying forced a smile: "Your Majesty, would you like to be with your concubine for a moment of affection, seriously."

Ji Zheng rubbed her chin, pulled the distance away and looked at him questioningly, and finally put a hand on his lower abdomen.

"Yes, if Royal Concubine Ying really gives birth to a prince, I can consider giving you a chance to be as precious as a mother."

Ji Zheng tilted her head and smirked, "Seriously."