The American strong and miserable villains are gloomy again today [Quick Transmigration]

It was already the next morning when Shen Ci woke up again.

The severe pain in his body has been relieved a lot, only some soreness after the pain is left, it seems that he is lucky, the hot tide subsided after only one night.

The clothes were also changed, they were dry and warm, Shen Ci felt much more comfortable.

Still a little dizzy, Shen Ci pinched the center of her brows, sat up with her hands on the bed, moved the quilt during her movements, felt that the quilt was pressed by something, looked up, and found that there was someone lying on the side of the bed.

Lu Shuo knelt beside his bed, with his elbows unintentionally pressed against the quilt, sleeping soundly.

There was still a faint bruise under his eyes, obviously he didn't sleep well last night.

Shen Ci actually didn't remember very clearly what happened last night, there was a vague picture of Lu Shuo coming back in his mind, it should be that the little boy came back to take care of him all night.

At this time, there was a sound of pushing the door, and Fang Bai just came in, seeing that Shen Ci had already sat up, he was overjoyed: "Jun..."

"Shh."

Shen Ci raised her index finger to her lips, signaling him to keep silent.

Fang Bai glanced at Lu Shuo who was lying on the bedside, understood, and immediately closed his mouth. He brought the ginseng soup he had prepared to Shen Ci, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty just came back from the climax and is weak. Let’s drink the ginseng soup while it’s hot.”

Shen Ci hummed, and took the ginseng soup.

Seeing that he had finished drinking the ginseng soup, Fang Bai glanced at Lu Shuo, and said in a low voice, "Yesterday, His Highness the Third Highness stayed here all night, but His Highness didn't listen when I advised him to go to sleep. He didn't fall asleep until early in the morning."

Shen Ci handed him the empty bowl, hummed, then bent down, rubbed Lu Shuo's hair, and called softly, "Third Prince, Third Prince."

After shouting three times in a row, Lu Shuo made some noise.

The boy buried his head in his arms again, made a little noise, then raised his head reluctantly, opened his eyes sleepily, and called Father Jun, apparently still asleep.

Shen Ci smiled, and said warmly: "It's uncomfortable to sleep on your stomach, come up and sleep."

Lu Shuo let out a sleepy hmm, and his eyelids drooped involuntarily. Shen Ci helped him take off his coat, and then gave him an empty seat on the bed as before.

Lu Shuo climbed up in a daze, nestled and fell asleep quickly.

Before Shen Ci could rest well, she also lay down again.

As soon as he lay down, he felt the little boy next to him sticking to him, hugging his waist, and called Father Jun again vaguely.

Shen Ci let him hold him, patted him on the back, and said softly, "Well, go to sleep."

Then he looked up at Fang Bai, indicating that he could go out.

Looking at the two of them, Fang Bai always felt that something was wrong, but since Shen Ci didn't say anything, he had no choice but to swallow his words, quietly closed the door, and went out.

It was half an hour after Lu Shuo woke up again.

When he moved a little, he felt his hands resting on his waist.

The waist is narrow and slender, and it collapses slightly, which feels good to the touch.

Lu Shuo paused for a moment, then fully opened his eyes and looked over there.

Father Jun was being hugged by him, sleeping peacefully, breathing evenly.

Because of her sleeping position, Shen Ci's neckline was partly open, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin, as well as the red mole on her collarbone.

Even after a night, the color of the red mole is still so bright that it makes people want to lick it back and forth.

Lu Shuo stared at the red mole for a while, and suddenly his mouth became dry.

Last night, she was only concerned with taking care of Shen Ci and had no time to be distracted by other things, but when she calmed down now, memories flooded in like a tide.

Although he was blindfolded last night and couldn't see anything else, but because of this, the delicate skin under his palms and the sound of light panting breaths in his ears became more and more vivid, hitting the tip of his heart like a small hammer. Knock once, and the heart trembles.

His father...

It was really beautiful.

But it was different from the pretty little milk cat he had seen before.

This kind of beauty gave him a strange feeling, which made his heart flutter.

Lu Shuo thought about it for a while, but he couldn't figure out what this feeling was. He had no one to teach him since he was a child, and he only knew how to keep himself from starving to death or freezing to death. He had never paid attention to emotional matters.

Lu Shuo didn't think about it, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, it's beautiful, if he likes it, it should belong to him.

As soon as Shen Ci woke up, she saw Lu Shuo staring at her so directly.

"Are you awake?" He rubbed Lu Shuo's hair and smiled.

Lu Shuo hummed, neither of them got up, they lay on the bed and talked face to face, he asked softly, "How is Father Jun feeling now?"

"It's much better." Sensing the leaning body, Shen Ci paused, then smiled lightly, "What's wrong? You're so clingy to me today?"

Lu Shuo almost hung his whole body on him, and Shen Ci felt as if she was being stalked by a big golden retriever, being rubbed back and forth.Lu Shuo wrapped his arms around his shoulders, pressed his head against his neck, and said, "Father Jun was very ill last night."

Guessing that it probably scared the child last night, Shen Ci patted him and comforted him: "I'm fine now, don't worry."

Lu Shuo gave a muffled hum, still hugging Shen Ci and refused to let go.

Shen Ci patted him on the back again as comfort.

But where he couldn't see, Lu Shuo's eyes were a bit gloomy, and he lowered his eyelashes to cover the strange color in his eyes.

"Father Jun," he said again, his voice was the same as before, even a little coquettish, "I haven't been able to sleep well these days, and I want to sleep with Father Jun."

Knowing that Lu Shuo was probably worried about herself, Shen Ci responded without any hesitation: "Okay."

The two on the left and right have slept together twice, and it doesn't matter if they sleep together again.

Hearing his promise, Lu Shuo curled his lips, and rubbed against Shen Ci's neck.

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For the next period of time, Lu Shuo was busy in the criminal department, leaving early and returning late every day.

He is ruthless and has Lu Shen's long sacred decree. Even if the Song family tried to stop him several times, they were all blocked back. He was even frightened by the way Lu Shuo was covered in blood after torture. one jump.

One month later, Lu Shuo tracked down something.

Although the dancer was dead, the person who sent her in was still there, and soon a direct descendant of the Song family was found.

Song Xiu's brother.

He did it secretly, but Lu Shuo still found some clues.

The Song family hurriedly pushed a scapegoat out, and the matter seemed to have come to an end, but they followed this line and checked up, but unexpectedly discovered something else.

"Corruption?" Shen Ci held the hand stove, and when he heard the [-] million taels of silver reported by Lu Shuo, he smiled happily, "His appetite is not small."

Since the last hot tide, the rosy complexion he had just developed has disappeared, and he has become more afraid of the cold. Even in the room where the earth dragon is burning warmly, a cloak and a hand stove are still indispensable.

Lu Shuo took his hand stove away and added some charcoal, then stuffed it back to Shen Ci, and then asked: "Father, what should we do now."

Brother Song Xiu is currently the Minister of the Household Department, and he is in charge of the Salt Transportation Department.Now salt is owned by the state, but private salt dealers have repeatedly banned them, disturbing the price of salt, hurting the country, and taking bribes on the salt issue. The amount is still so huge.

Shen Ci lightly tapped the surface of the hand stove with her pale index finger, thought for a few seconds, and said, "You first present it to His Majesty in private, remember not to say anything."

Lu Shuo nodded, and replied without hesitation: "Okay."

At night, after seeing the evidence presented by Lu Shuo, Lu Shenchang's eyes were dark and uncertain. After a while, he angrily swiped down the inkstone and inkstone at hand.

"What a Song family." Lu Shenchang gritted his teeth, his chest heaving with anger, "I really indulged them too much, even doing such a thing!"

The assassination is debatable, but the corruption is solid evidence.

Lu Shenchang said angrily: "I really don't know what is good or bad!"

Lu Shuo half-kneeled on the ground, lowered his eyes, and listened silently to Lu Shenchang's anger.

After a long while, Lu Shenchang managed to calm down his anger. Seeing Lu Shuo who had been quietly kneeling beside him, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and became suspicious: "Did you tell anyone else about this?"

Lu Shuo cupped his hands, bowed his head and replied, "No, this matter is related to Song Guijun, and I dare not handle it on my own."

"Oh?" Lu Shenchang said meaningfully, "I remember that you live in the Yonghe Palace now, and the relationship between the Yonghe Palace and the Hanle Palace is not very good."

Lu Shuo was not at all flustered by the temptation, and said in a flat tone: "The Queen and my ministers said that Song Guijun is the love of my father, even if there is some discord between Yonghe Palace and Hanyue Palace, I should consider it for my father. Put the father first."

Lu Shenchang's doubts subsided a little, and he nodded: "The character of the queen has always been very good."

He looked at Lu Shuo, and suddenly felt a little relief in his heart.

I didn't notice it before, but now I think this son is really good.

She has the means and ability to investigate the case, and she knows how to think for herself, but it's a pity that the birth mother's status is low, and she can't get on the stage after all...

Suddenly thought of something, Lu Shenchang thought.

He looked at Lu Shuo, pondered for a moment and asked, "You get along well with the Queen?"

"Yes," Lu Shuo replied, "The queen treats her ministers very well."

Lu Shen hummed for a long time, but did not speak again.

His previous thought vaguely popped up again.

The Song family is getting more and more rampant, it is nothing more than relying on Song Xiu to give birth to two princes, and the only one who is not his own, Lu Shuo, has a low bloodline, thinking that the future prince must be selected from the Hanle Palace.

But if Lu Shuo is adopted to Yonghe Palace, no matter how well he supports the Pei family, forgive the Song family for not being so unscrupulous again.

Lu Shenchang's mood improved a lot, and he was very satisfied with the idea he came up with.

The author says:

感谢在2022-08-3121:08:14-2022-09-0121:20:03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 who cast the landmine: blow up 3 exam rooms with the big examiner;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Almatran; 5 bottles of deep-fried dough sticks in the morning; 3 bottles of heavy-duty;

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