Me and the villain are the best [Quick Transmigration]

54Chapter 54

Just after the next day, Lin Guo was surrounded by a group of palace people and went up to the dragon. There were eight people carrying the magnificent steps, and there were two rows of court ladies and eunuchs following behind. It was Zhao Chong who watched him.

"The Emperor is here—"

A quarter of an hour later, the sharp voice of the eunuch in charge outside the gate of the Taiji Palace opened the curtain of the banquet. Stepping off the dragon, Linguo flicked his sleeves and walked into the center of everyone's sight without hesitation.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Following the young man's unhurried pace, the courtiers in the Tai Chi Palace and foreign envoys all bowed and bowed in a standard manner. No matter whether they have real power or not, as long as the dragon pattern is embroidered on the young man's outer robe for one day, they will have to pay their respects. Follow the rules set by your ancestors.

Among a group of courtiers who were kneeling and saluting, Zhao Chong, who sat under the chair and drank by himself, looked particularly eye-catching, ignoring someone who caused the trouble, Lin Guo took the chair and raised his hand slightly: "Everyone Aiqing is flat."

In the previous missions, he also played many emperors. Although most of them were kings of subjugation, this did not prevent Lin Guo from being familiar with the so-called majesty of the emperor.

Unexpectedly, this time the other party actually overshadowed his usual gentleness, Zhao Chong put down his wine glass, and unconsciously cast his eyes on the young man sitting on the golden dragon chair.

The other party was wearing a dragon robe that he had specially selected, and no one else dared to look directly at the holy face. Only he, a rebellious courtier and thief, could notice the charming waistline of the young man outlined by the golden belt.

Every move has its own style, looking at the other party's pale pink lips that were moisturized after inviting everyone to drink, Zhao Chong squinted his eyes, and a thought that had already been born in his heart became more and more firm.

It's not that he didn't notice the man's fiery and unscrupulous eyes, Lin Guo perfectly dealt with the envoys of the courtiers with malicious intentions, and at the same time wondered in his heart whether Zhao Chong's character set had experienced Shen Ji's abstinence from time to time in the previous world after the rebound.

[Let you toss around in the next world under the banner of recuperating your body,] gloating twice, [-] sent his "investigation report" in time, [Meng Huangliang has tried it, you just put a hundred heart. ]

Without paying much attention, Lin Guo said that he no longer needs to rely on Meng Huangliang to identify each other. Although men have different appearances and experiences in every world, after getting along for so long, Lin Guo If you can already recognize each other from some casual small movements.

There is also the blackness engraved in his bones, as long as he looks for the most paranoid snake spirit around him, he will never admit his mistake.

"...In addition to paying tribute, the king sent us here this time, it is more important to present the most precious treasures of our tribe to His Majesty." The people behind him clapped their hands, and the envoys in foreign costumes puffed out their chests. With a proud face, "Her Highness Turandot is the most beloved princess of the king, and also the brightest pearl on our grassland."

Following the movement of the envoys clapping their hands, a beautiful girl wearing a bright red gauze skirt slowly walked in outside the Tai Chi Hall. Her eyes were bluish and her facial features were deep. She looked completely different from the women in the Central Plains.

The girl was barefoot, and the small golden bells tied around her ankles also made crisp sounds as the other party moved. Ignoring the crowd who were talking in low voices, the girl folded her hands on her chest and bowed gracefully to the young man on the dragon chair .

"Turandot of the Qiang tribe has seen His Majesty, and may His Majesty enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live as long as the heavens."

——Ling Chao was powerful, and Zhao Chong had just won a battle not long ago. The Qiang tribe seemed to be confused in giving the princess to the puppet-like Lin Guo, and it might not have been a little tentative.

It turns out that this is the foreign princess who was married to Ling An in the original book. I didn't expect to hear such a familiar name in this world. Lin Guo nodded and signaled the girl to get up, but thought deeply about how painful it was for her to walk barefoot. It doesn't hurt.

It was late autumn, and there was no red carpet in this Taiji Hall. Walking barefoot on the jade-paved ground, just thinking about it, Lin Guo felt a chill rise from his feet.

[hey-hey!Fruit wake up hey! ] Calling back someone who was wandering in the sky, Zero Eleven anxiously reminded Linguo, [You have been paying attention to that Turandot for too long, and the villain will catch him if you watch it again. ]

long?He only watched it for two seconds at most.

Calmly glanced at Zhao Chong's face from the corner of his eye, Lin Guo found that not only did the other party look unwell, but even the eyes that looked at the girl in the red skirt were a little more murderous.

Unexpectedly, Turandot didn't know whether it was big-hearted or fearless. Overcoming the barriers of the palace guards, the girl went straight to Lin Guo and said like an oriole: "I heard that the harem is empty after your Majesty's first visit to Dabao. Turandot is not talented, so I would like to venture into it The palace will share the worries of His Majesty."

Never seen such a bold woman who talked about her marriage, all the officials were in an uproar, and they couldn't help discussing in low voices.

"If you want to be my nephew and daughter-in-law, it depends on whether you have the qualifications." Putting down the jug with a slap, Zhao Chong choked unceremoniously, "The most important thing to be a concubine in the palace is to be virtuous. A princess is beautiful and virtuous. It’s still a little bit worse.”

As soon as the regent spoke, the people present immediately found the vane of standing in line, and mistakenly thought that the other party did not want the little emperor to get the help of the Qiang people and get out of control. Zhao Chong's courtiers immediately refuted with [-]% eloquence.

Even though she was a cheerful and extroverted princess of a different race, Turandot was still a girl who was underage after all. Seeing that the other party clenched her fists and seemed about to get angry, Linguo hurriedly slammed her sleeves to stop the chaos in the hall: "Enough!"

Just kidding, from the beginning to the end of the original book, Ling Chao has never fought against foreigners. If he ignites the flames of war when he comes here, those colleagues in the scum abuse department will definitely laugh out loud when he returns.

The emperor was furious, laying down millions of corpses. Even though the young man had no power or power in his hands, the sudden outburst of anger on the other side shocked everyone in the hall except Zhao Chong in an instant.

"Talk and tongue are pointing at a weak woman. All my ministers are really promising." Looking around, Lin Guo deliberately skipped where Zhao Chong was, and shifted his gaze to Turandot who was biting his red lips at the bottom of the steps. , Lin Guo slowed down his voice, "Thanks to the princess' kindness, but I have no intention of accepting a concubine for the time being, I'm afraid I will disappoint the princess."

Regardless of Zhao Chong and his current situation, even if Lin Guo had no lover and was never restricted, he would not just let a young girl become a victim of politics so easily.

Life in the palace is too boring, it is not suitable for such a girl who grew up on the grassland.

[Do you know that you look like a kind old father now? ] Tucao in a low voice, Zero Eleven still doesn't forget to sell his own Amway, [If you like it, you can give birth to one yourself, the birth medicine is [-]% off, do you want me to help you get one in seconds? ]

[From opening to opening, I just don't want her to die in the palace or be buried directly like the original book. ] Gently glanced at the stubborn and uncompromising Turandot, Lin Guo subtly changed a less hurtful statement: "The pearl of the grassland should not be regarded as a gift for marriage, the princess is delicate and cute, naturally It deserves better."

"The deep palace is cold and cold, it's not worth the princess spending her life here."

As soon as Lin Guo finished speaking, the girl whose eyes were reddened by everyone's comments and did not show any weakness, felt the kind and sincere gaze of the young man. Turandot ignored the anxious eyes of the envoy behind him, and bowed solemnly before retreating.

The emperor of the Ling Dynasty was right. If it wasn't for her father's fate, how could she be willing to marry in a foreign country and become a concubine who competed with others and could never be righted.

Linguo spoke in a very soft voice, so the officials only saw Turandot being ordered to retreat, but they never heard any conversation between the two.

Unlike other courtiers and foreign envoys who looked blank, Zhao Chong, who was sitting not far from the young man's seat, could easily hear the brief conversation between the two. Reluctantly, I saw tears welling up in the girl's eyes.

Sympathy between the weak?Raising the corners of his lips ironically, Zhao Chong's heart suddenly burst into an unknown fire.

Obviously, he can give genuine tenderness to a stranger he just met, but he treats him coldly and without pretense. Even though he knows that it is because of the delicate relationship between the two of them now, Zhao Chong still can't persuade him. Accept it all calmly.

Thinking back carefully, it seems that before the late emperor passed away, his cheap nephew who didn't like to compete for fame especially disliked him.

It's okay if you don't recall, the more you recall, the angrier you get, the singing and dancing in the Tai Chi Hall was full of joy, but Zhao Chong's eyes staring at the young man's side face were so cold that it seemed as if he could fall from ice.

Pretending not to pay attention to the man's cold and hot stare, Lin Guo coped with the difficulties of the officials with ease, and finally sent Turandot home successfully without Zhao Chong making trouble.

Keenly discovered that the young man on the main seat seemed to be different from the "Your Majesty" who wandered outside the court like a decoration in ordinary times. So aggressive at first.

A banquet ended successfully in such a seemingly peaceful atmosphere. Although there were a few small disturbances, when the banquet left, everyone had a satisfied smile that could not be distinguished from the real one.

Living in the palace was really tiring. After moving his shoulders that had been tensed for too long and were so sore, Lin Guo suddenly felt that it might not be a bad thing to be the mascot of the court like the original owner.

"Do you like it?" A big hand with well-defined knuckles covered the sore spot, holding back the palace man, and Zhao Chong just kneaded on several acupuncture points, "As long as An'er is willing to make a deal with the king, the king will also do it in the future." Decentralization can be done like today.”

The danger in the man's words was hardly concealed, but the bargaining chip offered by the other party was so tempting that the young man was stunned by it in an instant: "What deal?"

"This king wants you to be my man."