So I'm the villain [Transmigration Book]

The crescent moon is curved and the stars are like weaving. The bride's car frame drives into the golden palace, and the people in the whole palace cheer and drop flower petals, dancing with the music.

There are attendants shuttled among the crowd, offering wine to everyone——today, both the master and the servants are reveling in the prince's wedding.

Shen Yi took a glass of wine, saw that the wine in the glass was purple-red, it looked like wine, took a sip, and smiled: "Why is it sweet?"

"Yes, this is carnival wine," the attendant explained, "I don't know if you are used to drinking it."

"Not bad." Shen Yi nodded, recalling the sweet taste on the tip of her tongue, and simply reached out to pick up the flagon pot, "I want this pot."

The attendants knew that he was the prince's man, so they didn't dare to stop him, and watched him disappear into the crowd.

At this moment, another attendant hurried over: "A desert walker came to the gate of the palace, asking to see the prince."

"Today is the day of the prince's wedding, how can I have time to see him?" The attendant shook his head helplessly, "Shoot him away and let him come back another day."

"But," the man said cautiously, "he knocked down the guard in a few strokes and broke in directly."

The two looked at each other, their faces changing.

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Shen Yi was walking in the palace with the flagon in hand, the sweet wine was endlessly memorable, after a while, the flagon was empty, and he didn't know where he went.

This is a secluded garden, all the hustle and bustle is gone, only a small fountain is flowing, and around the fountain, white flowers bloom one after another, fragrant and fragrant.

Shen Yi narrowed his eyes, staggered and sat on the flower platform, and took a deep breath.

"I seem to have found where the fluctlight is." A voice came from beside my ear.

Shen Yi opened his eyes, and after a while, he saw the silhouette of a person under the moonlight.

"...The wind never sleeps?" Shen Yi opened his eyes wide, "Why are you turning into a cloud of black mist again..."

"Just a little bit." Feng Bumian said lightly, pulled out a large black robe and put it on, covering his black misty arms.

"When I entered the secret realm, I was in the desert. I searched for a long time in the desert, and finally found the aura of fluctlight in the palace—is there any magic weapon in the palace?" Feng Bumian asked himself.

"Hmm." Shen Yi replied vaguely, "A lot."

Only then did Feng Bumian feel that something was wrong with him, so he took a look at him: "Are you drunk?"

"Me? No." Shen Yi shook the wine jug in his hand and explained, "This wine is sweet, not strong."

Feng Bumian stared at him silently, sniffing the scent of wine floating in the air: "...Acacia fruit?"

He looked into Shen Yi's blank eyes, frowned, and was about to reach out and grab the wine pot: "Give it to me."

He grabbed Shen Yi's wrist, but saw the sudden sword energy pointing directly at his throat, Qin Yue flashed behind Shen Yi, with a grim expression: "Let him go."

Feng Bumian didn't move, but looked at him with interest, saw that he was wearing a wedding gown, and his whole body was golden and red, he immediately raised the corners of his mouth: "The clothes are not bad."

Qin Yue looked at him coldly, and the two of them remained in a stalemate until Shen Yi came to his senses and pushed Qin Yue's hand away: "Why are you here?"

Qin Yue saw that his eyes were blurred, and they looked beautiful and lingering in the blink of an eye, subconsciously swallowed the words that came to his lips, and lied a little: "I heard that the desert walker has something urgent to see, so I rushed over to see him look."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Feng Bumian: "Really, Desert Walker?"

Feng Bumian's eyes lingered on the faces of the two for a moment, then smiled maliciously.

He let go of the hand that was holding Shen Yi's arm, and hid the carnival wine, as if Shen Yi was simply drunk, and said indifferently: "I don't have anything urgent to see you, but I just need to find a reason to enter the palace."

Qin Yue stared at him suspiciously: "What are you doing in the palace?"

Feng Bumian didn't answer, and just dropped a sentence: "You ask him." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Shen Yi, and his figure turned into black mist, dissipating in the wind.

Qin Yue followed his gaze: "Shen Yi?"

However, Shen Yi looked completely drunk, let alone tell him why Feng Bumian came, maybe he didn't even know where he was.

There were constant shouts in the distance, looking for His Royal Highness, the protagonist of the wedding.Qin Yue listened to the voice, then looked at the drunk Shen Yi, and made a choice after hesitating for a moment.

It's fine to get married in name, so what does it matter if the wedding is held or not?He doesn't care, Jiang Kui only has the Xuanyuan Sword in his heart, let alone the Xuanyuan Sword.

After making up his mind, Qin Yue picked up Shen Yi, avoided the searching crowd, turned left and right all the way, walked through the garden full of pure white petals, and turned into Shen Yi's room through the window.

It wasn't until he returned to the tidy room that Qin Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned over to put Shen Yi on the bed.

Shen Yi's hot breath was on his chest, Qin Yue didn't even dare to look down at him, and only said softly, "I'll get you a glass of water."

He was about to let go, but Shen Yi grabbed his sleeve.

Qin Yue was taken aback for a moment, and finally couldn't help but look down, into Shen Yi's eyes.

Shen Yi's eyes reflected his face, and his bright red lips opened and closed: "Qin Yue?"

Qin Yue stared straight at his moist lips: "Yes."

Shen Yi seemed to be smiling, his eyes were rippling, full of flashes of light.

"What are you doing here?" He smiled vaguely, "Aren't you going to pursue your avenue?"

Qin Yue's heart beat faster from his laughter, and he had to look away: "It doesn't matter if you stay for a while."

"It has something to do with it." Shen Yi frowned, "The Demon Lord is about to be born, you have to hurry...become stronger."

Qin Yue was stunned for a moment before he realized: "Who is the Demon Lord? Shake the light?"

"Well," Shen Yi said in a serious tone, "so go quickly, find Jiang Kui, and get the Xuanyuan Sword... Hurry up."

"I know, I know, why are you urging me?" Qin Yue pursed his lips, looking a little dissatisfied, and wanted to stand up.

—but was pulled.

Qin Yue looked down, and found that Shen Yi's hand holding his sleeve was still on.

His heart moved, and he couldn't help thinking: Does he want me to go, or does he not want me to go?

Qin Yue raised his head to see Shen Yi's expression, he was still so confused, yet so persistent in the confusion.

What is he obsessed with?Qin Yue sighed inwardly, it's really hard to guess.

He is like the clouds and mist in the sky, his heart is always so untouchable, but every time he casts a glimpse of himself, that demeanor is so dazzling.

In those unexpected and dangerous situations, he didn't have time to think about it, but now in this quiet and peaceful corner of the palace, Qin Yue suddenly felt an impulse in his heart.

I want to get close to him, I want to tear away his calm and restrained appearance, see him cry and laugh, carefree and free from any taboos.

What is there to worry about?They will face all difficulties together; I will help him eradicate his enemies one by one; and help him realize his wishes one by one.

Qin Yue stared blankly at Shen Yi's face, and couldn't help asking: "What do you want, Shen Yi?" He raised his hand to cover Shen Yi's, "Tell me...tell me."

"Huh?" Shen Yi smiled slightly, "I want to—"

I want you to be a Daozi, and I want you to stand on top of the world.

No, his eyelashes twitched, and more importantly, I want to complete all this by your side, just you and me, without those little brothers of yours, and without those women.

Only we stand side by side.

If I’m too greedy, if I can only choose one——

Shen Yi stretched out his hand in a daze, and caressed Qin Yue's face, but Qin Yue frowned slightly, but did not avoid it after all.

The two looked at each other, Shen Yi's eyes glistened, and he leaned over to cover Qin Yue's lips, like a dragonfly touching water, they would leave as soon as they touched it.

Then he whispered: "I choose you, I want you, that's all."

Daozi?world?

What does it matter if you get it or not.

Shen Yi smiled slightly, and in the next second, as if the world was turned upside down, Qin Yue pinned him down.

He stared at Shen Yi with scorching eyes, as if in astonishment, and as if he had been waiting for a long time.

He recalled the touch just now, bowed his head and kissed Shen Yi tentatively, the moment their lips touched, his mind went blank.

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that I—

He didn't think about it anymore, because Shen Yi hugged his neck tightly, and kissed his cheek and lips passionately and eagerly.

"You're just—" Qin Yue held him tightly, even though his heart was about to explode, he still wanted to maintain his rebellious image, and said with a sneer, "I didn't realize that you thought so much about me."

As he said this, he looked down at Shen Yi condescendingly, but just when he saw Shen Yi frowned: "It hurts... let me go..."

The water in his eyes was soft, and all the strength in Qin Yue's body was taken away at once.

"Let go of you?" Qin Yue whispered, "Then why are you holding me?"

Shen Yi looked at his face close at hand, with a dazed expression, at a loss.

Qin Yue couldn't help grinding his lips heavily, his movements were fierce, but his eyes were gentle.

"Duplicate guy." He smiled in a low voice, stretched out his hand to untie Shen Yi's hairband, and the blue hair fell on his palm like a waterfall.

He played with Shen Yi's sideburns with one hand, and stroked his waist with the other, lingering on his thin waist.

"Say it again, Shen Yi," he said softly, as if coaxing, "what do you want?"

Shen Yi stared at Qin Yue intently: "You."

Qin Yue's gaze suddenly darkened: "You said this, don't regret it."

"Well," Shen Yi nodded obediently, "I don't regret it—ah!"

Qin Yue couldn't bear it any longer, one of his subordinates couldn't control himself, and directly tore off Shen Yi's robe, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!"

The flowers and the moon are like a dream, and the spring is just right.

Outside the hall, the moonlight shines on the pure white flowers in the garden, the moonlight is gentle and lingering like water.

The night wind blew gently, and the light and shadow flickered, revealing a golden finger ring hanging between the branches.

The obsidian on the fingertip flashed slightly, and Feng Bumian, who was walking in the corner of the palace, raised his head as if aware of it, his large black robe fluttered in the night wind.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured: "I found you, Fluctlight!"