Me and the villain are the best [Quick Transmigration]

63Chapter 63

The snowy night on New Year's Eve was like a watershed rejection signal. After that day, Zhao Chong really didn't find any chance to step into the Qingyan Palace that had almost become half of his bedroom.

It's not that the young man took power from him so easily, it's just that Zhao Chongneng could clearly feel the slowness of the implementation of the decree when he released the decision.

It was as if someone inserted a few unnecessary gears into his huge national machinery. Although they looked normal on the surface, they really delayed or even destroyed Ling Chao's normal operation in Zhao Chong's hands.

But no matter how much he investigated, Zhao Chong couldn't find a way for Ling An to communicate with the outside world. Even if he completely grounded him in the Qingyan Palace after New Year's Eve, those invisible and intangible gears were still extremely precise and conscientious. Executing the master's orders.

Coupled with Ling Rui's sudden attack, the royalist faction and the radical faction in the court were arguing endlessly every day, and Zhao Chong, who was under the enemy's back and forth, really didn't have much time to go to the Qingyan Palace.

Even if the young man stays where he seems harmless and obediently, he will not be able to step into the vacant palace door again.

——Accounting on his desire for power, the young man really used his own method to firmly stop him from the door.

Cocooning himself, Zhao Chong would unconsciously miss every quiet or intense night he spent with the young man when he faced the horrific secret report alone late at night, and at the same time laughed at himself for being washed away by beauty once. Stupid fool.

Time passed by in a hurry, and when Zhao Chong found another chance to be alone with the young man, the spring jasmine that decorated the imperial garden had already spit out flower buds tremblingly.

Because of the indefinite foot ban imposed by him, the scope of youth activities is only a small area near the Qingyan Palace. I don’t know if the room is too stuffy or because he wants to bask in the sunshine outside. Sitting on the rocking chair under the ancient tree outside the Yan Palace, the relaxed posture does not look like a current emperor under house arrest.

His complexion was much better than that on New Year's Eve. Standing in the blind spot of the young man's sight, Zhao Chong somehow felt that the scene in front of him looked familiar.

It seems that there was once such a person...

Shaking his head to shake off the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Zhao Chong turned around to leave, but was held back by the calm expression on the young man's face.

"Is the emperor's uncle here?"

Just when Zhao Chong was entangled with mother-in-law and mother-in-law for a rare matter, the young man who seemed to be taking a nap suddenly opened his eyes and said something to the air. When he looked over from his side, he realized that the other party had really discovered him.

Compared with the usual tit-for-tat confrontation, the young man's attitude at this moment can be called gentle. Seeing that he had already shown his figure in front of the other party, Zhao Chong simply did not avoid it anymore——

I haven't seen him for a few months, and he really misses this young man who was once owned by him.

Originally, he thought it was just a taste for carnal pleasures, but it wasn't until he was really far away from the other party that Zhao Chong realized that what he missed might be far more than that.

"It seems that your majesty has lived a very happy life without this king," he obviously didn't want to open his mouth like this, but when Zhao Chong saw the young man, he didn't think of himself at all. At that time, he inexplicably wanted to make the other party feel uncomfortable, "The Qingyan Palace is exquisite, and it is indeed suitable to trap this noble canary, His Majesty."

"What's the point of the emperor talking about these things now?" The young man raised his eyes and glanced at the man, and the young man gathered the blanket on his lap and said slowly, "Isn't the imperial uncle busy enough with the court affairs?"

"It really is you." Looking into the young man's eyes, Zhao Chong didn't know whether he was more angry or more proud at the moment.

No matter what, all the edge of the opponent is revealed bit by bit because of the fight with him. If Ling An is the flawless piece of jade that has already bloomed, then he, Zhao Chong, is the sharp grinder that is indispensable on the opponent's road to success. stone.

"If it wasn't for the emperor's uncle deceiving people so much, how could I have been forced to this point?" Avoiding the man's serious gaze, the young man tilted his head and looked at the vibrant flowers and plants beside him, "Under the emperor's uncle Before humiliating me like that, I obviously never thought of resisting."

"Humiliation?" Unexpectedly, the young man positioned the relationship between the two of them here, and Zhao Chong held his breath in his heart, wanting to cut off the lush ancient tree behind the young man, "Is this how Your Majesty views the relationship between you and me? "

"Otherwise?" As if he didn't understand the anger in the man's words, the young man said coldly, "A transaction that started with coercion, what kind of beautiful definition does the emperor want me to give?"

"Okay, very good," Zhao Chong laughed back in exasperation, pinched the young man's exquisite white but extremely hard chin, "Since His Majesty said it was coercion, then I must follow the emperor's order to coerce it."

"Zhao Chong!"

Unlike the usual passive acceptance, the young man whose dagger was taken away quickly pulled out the hairpin, and then stabbed the man's shoulder without hesitation.

With a muffled snort, a faint smell of blood spread between the two of them. Zhao Chong suffered from pain in his left shoulder, but he still didn't let go of the young man's tight lips.

The clenched teeth were pinched and knocked open by the chin. All the rationality of the young man seemed to be disintegrated in such a kiss. He opened his phoenix eyes angrily, and the young man pushed the hairpin into the man's flesh and blood bit by bit as if ruthless.

"Tick-tick-tick-"

The dark red blood dripped down the gold hairpin, and then inadvertently stained the young man's well-maintained slender fingers. After an unknown period of time, he habitually bit the other's lips like a mark, and Zhao Chong licked his lips. Dropping the blood from the young man's lips, he finally returned the right to breathe to the other party.

"You're crazy." Seeing the man leaning over and kissing himself with the hairpin as if he couldn't feel the pain, the young man was surprised that his right hand, which was stained with the other's blood, was trembling imperceptibly.

"The world doesn't know, but Your Majesty should have known about this king's madness," Zhao Chong grabbed the young man's thin wrist, and helped him pull back without blinking, "For the one I love, I should Do whatever it takes.”

"This hairpin is precious, Your Majesty should keep it carefully in the future."

Blood splattered everywhere, but it was far less impactful than the man's words. He was stunned for a second, and the young man immediately sneered: "My beloved? Zhao Chong, what kind of joke are you telling me?"

"Is it a joke? Your Majesty will know when he sees it in the future,-" Gently and ambiguously wiping away the pinkish silver thread on the corner of the other party's lips, Zhao Chong finally sorted out the mess in his heart that had disturbed him for several months The thread head said, "However, love is love and power is power. In this court battle, this king will not give in half a bit because of this."

"Why do I need you to give in!" Suddenly distracted by the man's words, the young man temporarily forgot the embarrassment caused by the previous scene, and suddenly pulled his wrist out of the man's hand, the young man lifted the soiled blanket, Get up and go back to your bedroom.

Familiar footsteps came from behind, and the young man walking in front suddenly stopped: "Stop outside the hall, if the emperor doesn't want to be stabbed again, it's better to stay away from my and my bedroom."

"Your Majesty misunderstood, I just want to return this thing to the original owner," Zhao Chong opened the young man's blood-stained fingers, and stuffed the hairpin that had been forgotten in place into the opponent's hand. Think carefully about what the king said just now."

Unwilling to respond, the young man clenched his hairpin and turned to leave, only to find himself being grabbed by his sleeve again.

"What did the emperor say?" I really didn't want to go back to the bedroom with a "broken sleeve" appearance, and I really didn't want to grant the man's wish so easily, the young man snorted coldly, deliberately stepping on the bottom line of the other's temper Provocative, "It was too loud just now, I didn't hear anything."

"Since Your Majesty didn't hear it, I don't mind saying it again," the young man pursed his lips in a gesture of kissing and threatening, Zhao Chong forcefully grabbed the opponent's wrist and pressed it against his chest, "Ling An, I love you .”

"This king wants you to be my man."

It was clearly the same sentence, but Lin Guo could clearly sense the completely different attitude of the other party. The heart under his fingertips was pounding, as if it was about to carry the heat from the master's chest into his own blood, shaking him like an electric shock. Opening his hands, Lin Guo, who knew he was acting, couldn't help but sink into it, forgetting the lines he was about to say next.

"It's crazy." Cleverly covering the heat on her face with her messy hair, Lingo thanked the other party for finally being enlightened under her cold treatment, but at the same time couldn't help but wonder if she had the legendary of Stockholm.

[Ah, ah, it's okay for an old couple to play tricks occasionally,] Seeing that Zhao Chong was finally willing to let his host go and leave, Zero Eleven, who had been keeping his mouth shut and watching, finally lifted the ban, [Besides you just now After the stabbing, he would not recover within ten days and half a month. ]

[Acting is about to play a full set, I have already shown mercy, okay? ] There was still warm blood running down between his fingers, and without looking back at the red line behind him, Lin Guo forcibly pressed down his heartache for Zhao Chong, [They are all flesh wounds that don’t hurt the muscles and bones, after that you secretly Add the restorative to his medicine, and it is guaranteed that he will be as strong as a cow again in three days. ]

[Forget it, I don’t know why, I always feel that I will be exposed if I appear in front of the villain,] Shaking his head like a rattle, Zero Eleven shook his ears and gave up the treatment of Zhao Chong, [In order not to affect the final mission Rating, you should let Zhao Chong hurt himself for a while. ]

Lin Guo, who was doubting whether he had really acted too hard: "..." In fact, you are lazy and don't want to work, right?

The king of a country returned with blood all over his body, but the palace servants of the Qingyan Palace still did not panic and make any noise. Xi Shun, who had seen everything in the dark, bowed and silently handed the wet handkerchief to the other party.

[Sometimes I really don't understand you human beings,] Seeing his host suddenly fell silent, Zero Eleven sighed like a little adult, [Since I feel distressed, why do I have to immerse myself in the scene just now? ]

[Because I want to let him know that the method he used before was wrong.] Wiping the blood on his hands carefully, Linguo replied without thinking, [That stab was owed to me by Zhao Chong himself. ]

It is difficult for unequal love to last long. Only when the grievances and grievances are cleared and the wounds heal, this relationship will not be a fleeting epiphyllum.