Me and the villain are the best [Quick Transmigration]

68Chapter 68

There is an elegant and sweet ambergris fragrance in the nose, and a warm and comfortable soft bedding under the body. The man who fell into a long but sweet sleep seemed to sense the familiarity of the surrounding environment, and raised his hand subconsciously. The man turned sideways to the left They hugged each other, but they didn't meet the young man with warm skin in his memory as he wished.

The nimble hands and feet seemed to be tied down by something, and the strength in his body seemed to be drained by something. The vigilance in his subconscious made Zhao Chong abandon the alluring dreamland without hesitation, and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Uncle Huang is awake?" The object of entry was a piece of finely embroidered gold silk dragon patterns, and the young man with a high jade crown was leaning on the bedside with a memorial, his expression as peaceful as ever.

The limbs are fastened to the four corners of the dragon bed by thin silver-plated dark iron chains. Although the chains are long enough and the places where the wrists and ankles meet are carefully covered with a soft cloth, no matter what, this cannot be changed. The fact that the man is in captivity at this moment.

It was more extreme than what I did, but not as ruthless as I imagined. When he came back to his senses, Zhao Chong looked at the other side's exquisite side face and blinked: "Your Majesty is really a good method."

I have never received a real initiative from a young man. When I was kissed suddenly, my first reaction would definitely not be to refuse. I simply knocked down the enemy coach to end the battle. Even Zhao Chong himself may not be able to do better than the other party. better.

After all, he grabbed the youth with force, and the youth grabbed him with just a kiss.

A poisoned kiss.

"Don't worry, what I fed the emperor wasn't poison|medicine," the young man seemed to see what the man was thinking, and put down the memorial in his hand, "it doesn't have any disadvantages except that it can make the emperor have a long dream. side effect."

Zero Eleven who knows all the truth: ... Is it really okay to talk about sleeping pills mixed with advanced repairing agents so fresh and refined?

——As for the weakness of the limbs, Zero Eleven said that it was entirely the fault of a certain prince himself. If it wasn't for Zhao Chong's recent lack of rest and internal injuries and serious illnesses, the other party would be able to get out of bed and walk around alive and well after waking up.

"It seems that your majesty still has some sincerity towards this king." Zhao Chong stood up on the bed, listening to the thin iron chains jingling in surprise, "with such a battle, could it be that your majesty also wants to learn from this king?" Come to a golden house to hide your beauty?"

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Picking up a piece of cool thin chain to play with, the young man asked in a low voice, "Compared with the safety of his brothers, the emperor cares more about the affection of these children."

"Your Majesty said in person before the king fell into a coma that he didn't like to kill, and he said so well. This king should believe in His Majesty." Looking up at the memorial spread out on the side, Zhao Chong was surprised and praised with a little clarity, "It's been a long time No, His Majesty has learned a good handwriting that is difficult to distinguish between true and false."

The pen is strong and sharp, even if Zhao Chong is very sure that it is not written by himself, he can't help but feel a bit dazed.

"In such a situation, the emperor still doesn't forget to boast," he pushed the memorial to the other party, and the young man generously satisfied the man's curiosity, "I have been with the emperor for so long, if I don't even have such a little thing Learn, what can I use to stabilize the group of generals at the border?"

It seemed that he really underestimated the other party, stroked the vermilion on the blank part of the memorial, Zhao Chong curled his lips and said, "It even stamped my king's military seal, it seems that your majesty must have stripped this king's clothes with his own hands. "

"The emperor's uncle hides too many things on his body, how can I feel at ease if I don't do it myself?" No matter how good or bad the situation is, the young man still couldn't stand the teasing as before, and stretched out his hand angrily to take the memorial away from the man's hand. He snorted childishly, "Ten days have passed, and the situation is settled. As a prisoner, it's best for Uncle Huang to keep his mouth shut."

"But according to this king, it is His Majesty who should keep his mouth shut," Zhao Chong approached the other party intimately, testing the young man's attitude calmly. Is there a new version of the anecdote?"

"Of course," he no longer just backed away as before, the young man stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and raised his hand to pinch the man's chin, "Thanks to that kiss, the love affair between me and the emperor is in this palace." It is well known.”

Leaning in front of the man, the young man asked in a hoarse voice: "Those gossiping servants and soldiers, uncle, guess what I will do to them?"

"You...!" He wanted to cooperate to maintain the anger on his face, but Zhao Chong failed when he saw the smugness in the opponent's eyes.

"Forget it, Your Majesty will not behead them all." Gently moving away the young man's left hand, which was not exerting much force, Zhao Chong looked at the other's thin white fingertips, and then lowered his head to lick them lustfully. He licked it, "Your Majesty's hands don't smell like blood at all."

He failed to scare people, but he was eaten a piece of tender tofu by a man. In the past, the young man would have blushed and scolded him for being presumptuous, but he had already made up his mind to let the other party taste the uncomfortable feeling of being controlled by others. With his lower lip, he backhanded and pushed the man who was sitting in a strong sitting position onto the bed.

Eyes wide open in surprise, Zhao Chong understood what the young man wanted to do almost instantly, shook his head and chuckled, Zhao Chong let the fierce-looking young man sit on his waist.

If the other party really thinks this kind of thing is a kind of humiliating punishment, then he has nothing to say about it.

If possible, he would like to have more "humiliation" like this.

With just one look, he could guess what Lin Guo was thinking about at the moment: Big pig's trotters, do you think the young master can make you happy so easily?

The curtains of the bed hung lightly, and there were occasional crackling sounds of iron chains colliding with each other. He didn't want to do the thankless and thankless work of counterattacking. Put your clothes together and leave.

"Suddenly remembered that there are still political matters to be dealt with. I will take a step first. Uncle Emperor, please feel free."

Zhao Chong, who couldn't get up and down and was thrown on the dragon bed: ...

He was wrong. In a sense, the other party obviously understood the meaning of "punishment" better than him.

Green out of blue, calming down a few short breaths, Zhao Chong raised his right hand to cover his eyes.

What should I do, this time I seem to have really fallen.

Not just power, but also a heart that gets a response.

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Although it was to tease Zhao Chong, the political affairs that Lin Guo said were true, please ask Zero Eleven to lower the temperature around him, and Lin Guo tidied up his dragon robe and put it under Xishun's service. Drive to the royal study.

With the change of power, the power in the court has undergone a big change, but surprisingly, except for the courtiers and relatives who participated in the rebellion behind Ling Rui, no one under the regent's command was affected.

Even the chief servant who was most valued by the emperors of all dynasties, the young man, used the Xide Xishun left by Zhao Chong unchanged.

The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, and the young man who regained the power of the government is not much easier to handle than Zhao Chong. Recalling the other party's past reputation and the one-shot attack in front of Suzaku's gate, no matter how much he disagrees with the young man's handling, the ministers have no choice but to deal with it. He obediently clamped his tail.

"He's fine." Seeing Xishun's absent-mindedness when he was grinding ink for himself, Lin Guo seemed to have no intention of saying while correcting the memorial, "Except for freedom, there is everything in the Qingyan Palace. I will definitely not wrong your former master."

"Your Majesty, forgive me." Xi Shun knelt down to salute, and Xishun squeezed the fine ink ingot in his hand, "Now that the prince has woken up, this slave has the guts to ask what your majesty really thinks about him?"

No change of courtiers, no copying of the palace, other than putting the stubborn guards and the prince under house arrest, the other party hardly did anything that could be called revenge.

Everyone in the world says "the lonely family" and "the heavenly family is ruthless", not to mention that these two people are both tough men. This relationship that started from the wrong should not be favored by anyone, but after seeing the young man for half a month... After what he did, Xishun still inevitably had a little hope in his heart.

If it wasn't just the prince's wishful thinking, if His Majesty had been tempted a little bit, would the two of them have achieved a seemingly impossible consummation?

"Planning to intercept people seven times in ten days, I thought only that guy Xide was brave." He stopped writing and dipped the cinnabar on the side, and the young man said slowly, "Looking at it now, you two are considered loyal servants." .”

"The servant just doesn't want to see the lord's sincerity go wrong." Thinking of Xide who failed seven times and never been punished, Xishun secretly emboldened himself, and then continued to speak under the pressure brought by the youth, "I call it a hero." It's a sad beauty pass, but the prince has only fallen on His Majesty once in his life."

As soon as the point was over, Xishun didn't add more words to the snake. He wanted to intercede with the prince, not to really question the other party.

Zhu Bi paused, and the imperial study room immediately fell into a suffocating silence. There was no attack or response. Just when Xishun thought that the young man would not speak again, he suddenly heard a weak whisper: "... Am I not being obvious enough?"

"If it's someone else, I'm afraid he has a hundred heads and it's not enough to lose."

The sunlight was just right, and the young man's drooping eyebrows and eyes were particularly soft. Xi Shun stared blankly at the young man in front of him who seemed to be distracted.

As long as the green hills remain, there is no fear of running out of firewood, as long as the prince is not the only one who falls, then there is still a possibility for everything to turn around.

Lin Guo, who deliberately wanted to let Zhao Chong understand his intentions through Xi Shun's mouth: ...Naive, you will never guess the ending planned by the young master.

"Your Majesty," just as the master and the servant, whose brain circuits were completely out of tune, were flirting with each other, Xide, who had stayed by Lin Guo's side as a servant, knocked on the door, "There is news from the Qingyan Hall." , Said that something happened to the prince."

"What's the matter?!" He raised his head suddenly, and the vermilion pen in the young man's hand fell heavily with a thud.

"This..." Unexpectedly, the other party's reaction would be so strong, Xide cleared his throat, and hesitantly maintained a serious expression as much as possible——

"The prince said that his heart hurts..."

"Your Majesty has to kiss, cough, and see it in person."