Me and the villain are the best [Quick Transmigration]

60Chapter 60

It was a hairpin, a hairpin that he specially sent to the Qingyan Hall this morning, the jade crown that binds the hair lacked support, and as long as the owner moved slightly, it would stumble and roll pitifully landed.

The three thousand black silk slipped down smoothly, covering all the emotions that could be shown on the young man's side face. In such a critical situation, Zhao Chong also wondered why he would be distracted by these insignificant things, but compared The hairpin on his chest, he really wanted to know the young man's expression at the moment.

Is it decisive, hesitant, or the joy of finally being able to kill the enemy?

"Hey-"

The dagger suddenly exerted force, almost blowing sparks off the barrel of the black spear, facing the enemy, Zhao Chong knew that at this moment he should knock the young man off the horse with his backhand and concentrate on fighting the enemy, but for some reason, he was so reluctant to bear it The young man in white tumbled into such a dirty pool of blood.

So he just raised his hand and exerted his strength, completely exposing his chest to the young man's eyes.

"Crack."

The dagger broke, and the petite assassin, who was still in the upper hand just now, immediately withdrew his hand and shot back, wanting to return to the branch and leaves where she had been hiding before, but time waits for no one, one inch is longer and one inch is stronger, the red tassel is fluttering, and the bright silver spear head was taken by someone. Pulled out a beautiful spear, and then meteors pierced her throat month after month.

That is, at the moment when the man exerted his strength, the young man in his arms suddenly grasped the hairpin tightly and stabbed down fiercely——

"Boom!"

"puff--"

The heavy echo of the assassin's landing came, but Zhao Chong didn't feel the expected pain. Looking down, the young man with loose black hair was holding the hairpin in a daze, and the sharp tail of the hairpin, There is also a poisonous insect that has been penetrated and dripped with black blood.

"I want to kill you." The fingertips holding the hairpin turned white with force, the young man murmured and repeated as if to confirm something, "I want to kill you."

He didn't say any more words to provoke the other party, knowing the power of foreign Gu insects, Zhao Chong rarely held the young man's hand gently, then parted the white fingertips one by one, and pulled out the still dangerous hairpin.

The small gold hairpin landed on the soft grass in the forest, barely making any sound, as if all the strength in his body was taken away, the young man's body softened, and he almost fell off the back of the dark cloud.

"Don't touch me!"

He quickly supported the other party with his eyes and hands, but in exchange for a scolding that couldn't hide his annoyance, Zhao Chong, who understood why the young man was angry, didn't feel any displeasure at being offended at all.

The other party really wanted to pierce his heart with a hairpin at the beginning. After so many years of training in the army, Zhao Chong would not admit that he was so determined to kill.

But why did the youth suddenly give up?Is it because of his impulsive behavior of exposing his fate to the other party, or because of...

"Your Majesty doesn't want to see this king get hurt, does he?" He patted Wu Yun on the back to signal him not to move, Zhao Chong let go of his hand kindly, and his heart was filled with a kind of satisfaction that was more joyful than winning a battle.

"I just can't let you die in the hands of foreigners," the young man's voice was hoarse and terrible, supporting his horse, "Zhao Chong, I will kill you with my own hands."

"One day, I will kill you with my own hands."

"Then I'll just wait, waiting for His Majesty to personally take away my life." Zhao Chong responded indifferently like a lunatic, and Zhao Chong even wanted to laugh happily, and there was no such kind of tone in his tone. The high-ranking teasing, on the contrary, added a little bit of solemnity that was not easy to detect.

Regardless of whether he was careless or made a mistake, he had indeed recovered half of his life from the young man just now. Facing an opponent who almost inflicted fatal injuries on him, Zhao Chong would of course give the opponent the respect he deserved.

The uniform sound of horseshoes came, and Treading Snow took the lead, and finally rushed here with the elite soldiers under Zhao Chong's command. Knowing that this place is remote and far away from the defense line, Zhao Chong didn't blame too much, but just put the finishing touches on it. Simply explained.

Naturally, the disheveled Son of Heaven could not be easily seen by others. Regardless of the opponent's struggle, Zhao Chong held him in his arms, and rode a dark cloud along a path back to the tent where the young man woke up at the beginning.

Because the assassination took place in a remote location and Zhao Chong's elite soldiers deliberately blocked it, the autumn hunting has not been disturbed by the sudden disturbance, and there is still an hour before the stipulated counting time, in order to compete for the title of the first autumn hunting , The young talents who are secretly competing will naturally not return so early.

There was no one around, Zhao Chong got off his horse, and carried the young man on the horse all the way to the bed neatly and without rejection.

As one of Zhao Chong's two most powerful servants, Xishun naturally knew everything that happened in the hunting ground from relevant channels, and prepared all the items that might be used early. Xishun poured a glass for each of the two in the house After hot tea, he bowed and retreated knowingly.

"Drink a sip of tea to warm up your body. My lord saw that your hands were very cold just now." Putting the warm teacup into the opponent's hand, Zhao Chong sat down on the other side of the bed.

Although they experienced an assassination, but thanks to Zhao Chong's extraordinary force, apart from the blue hair messed up by the young man himself, it is basically difficult to find any embarrassment on the two of them.

"Not surprisingly, the assassins this time should be dead soldiers trained by those small frontier countries," Zhao Chong picked up the wooden comb and hair crown that Xishun put on a tray not far away, and sat next to the young man. He combed the other party's hair unhurriedly, "Sitting in the position of the regent, I don't know how many people want the king's life overtly or secretly."

Zhao Chong is not only good at governance, he is also a well-known God of War in the Ling Dynasty. If he can make the other party disappear in this world, then the current decline of the Ling Dynasty royal family will not be able to stop the division of the remaining small countries.

All the ministers in the court supported Zhao Chong so much, in the final analysis, they were still afraid that the original owner, a weak monarch, would lead them all to die.

When things got to the chaotic stage in the original book, Ling Rui, Ling An, and Zhao Chong all had their own faults.

"Others always say that this king, the 'king side by side', is majestic, but in fact, this king can only sleep peacefully for a few days a month."

Unmoved, the young man slowly stroked the warm teacup in his hand: "That's what you asked for."

"That's right, this king just loves the feeling of being in power." Seeing that the miserable trick was seen through, Zhao Chong was not only not embarrassed, but even hummed and laughed in front of the young man who was taken away from power, "Thunder, rain and dew!" It's all God's grace, the feeling of life and death, with His Majesty's character, I don't want to understand it even after thinking about it."

"Who said I don't want to?" Seemingly recovering from the previous ambush, the young man took a sip of his tea, and his voice returned to his usual calmness, "Thunderstorm, rain and dew, life and death, I will one day let the emperor Have a good taste of it."

"One day, one day," Zhao Chong repeated the sentence from the young man's mouth after hearing it twice, Zhao Chong deliberately smiled and misunderstood the meaning of the other party, "It seems that His Majesty is really looking forward to having a future with this king."

"you!"

Shocked by the opponent's cheekiness, the young man suddenly turned his head and glared, but forgot that his hair was still held in the other's hands. Under the entanglement of the two, Zhao Chong clearly saw a layer of physiological tears in the other's eyes .

"cough."

Really couldn't hold back the laughter, Zhao Chong hurriedly coughed to cover his smile, the aggressive tiger suddenly turned into a kitten with claws and teeth, the subtle and explosive atmosphere between the two of them, in an instant All of them disintegrated in the youth's red eye circles.

"You don't know how to tie your hair." As if trying to find an excuse for his actions just now, the young man pretended to be serious and said, "You hurt me."

Indeed, Zhao Chong, who combed for a long time without any effect: "..."

Well, as a man who has lived in the army all year round, he was really confused by the exquisite and gorgeous hair crown in his hand. He glanced at the tray with many objects again, and Zhao Chong found a white gold hairpin in the corner of the tray as he wished. patterned hair band.

It seems that Xishun is indeed much more careful than Xide, throwing away the hair crown and picking up the headband, Zhao Chong skillfully tied up the young man's smooth and shiny black hair: "It is proper to go out hunting, to be clean and tidy. "

"Those flashy hairpins and jade crowns, your Majesty should wait until the court to use them."

"Isn't the emperor's uncle choosing my clothes this morning?" Raising his eyebrows as if to turn a corner, the young man unceremoniously exposed the man's words, "This excuse, the emperor's uncle is really bad."

This little kitty is getting more and more courageous, taking away the teacup from the opponent's hand, Zhao Chong narrowed his eyes slightly: "This king doesn't like to hear that."

"But I'm just going to say it," raised his head provocatively, the young man seemed to be venting his resentment that he hadn't made up his mind before, "If it can make the emperor unhappy, that's probably the most... um!"

The lips that were warmed back to light pink by the tea were instantly blocked by another pair of lips. The tall man firmly clasped the young man's back of the neck, and with a little force, he pressed the young man onto the bed.

"Zhao... um... um!"

Struggling to no avail, all the accusing words of the young man were torn apart by the opponent's offensive, far less breathless than the man's breath, and within a short while, the young man with flushed cheeks collapsed powerlessly in the man's arms.

Biting the opponent's lip as if punishing, Zhao Chong was finally willing to let go of the breathless young man under him: "Your Majesty is not good, this king will naturally have a way to shut up His Majesty's mouth."

"You are presumptuous!" Trying to calm his breathing, the disheveled young man pushed the man on him hard, "This is not Zishi, nor is it in Qingyan Palace!"

"Isn't it good to change places once in a while?" Zhao Chong clasped the young man's wrists above his head with one hand, and loosened his collar with a light smile, "There is still an hour before the ministers return. Can catch up with the bonfire banquet at night."

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, the stab in the chest by His Majesty, I will always remember it firmly in my heart."

——If it wasn't for the Gu worm that suddenly disrupted everything, it is still unknown whether he can return to the camp intact today.

The red silk tent was warm and the curtains were drooping. Xi Shun, who was guarding the door, stopped the court ladies and eunuchs who brought food, and pretended not to hear all the ambiguous noises in the tent.