Tyrant's White Moonlight Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

In Qi Yu's mind, Song Jun's face overlapped with that of Murong Jun's in an instant.

Looking at the extremely familiar person in front of him, he suddenly became restless.

"Yu'er?"

Seeing that he hadn't said anything for a long time, Murong Jun touched his fingertips.

The warm touch brought Qi Yu back to reality.

"Ajun, do you remember the password?"

After inadvertently revealing Song Jun's true identity, Qi Yu felt a little scared, and inevitably became wary of this face.

In fact, after Song Jun's death, complex passwords have never been used in the palace.Saying the password can make him feel at ease.

Murong Jun didn't ask him why he suddenly remembered the password, he smiled indulgently, and said: "The person who is close to ink is black, and the one who is close to jade is sweet."

"Hmm... that's right."

Qi Yu's eyes were reddish, he took a deep breath, and put his chin on the opponent's shoulder, letting the familiar breath surround him, gradually dispelling the anxiety in his heart.

Song Jun is Murong Jun from another world, although he doesn't know how he came to this world, he is the same person as Murong Jun from this world, but he is not.

Because they are already two individuals with different experiences, Murong Jun in front of him is the husband who loves and spoils him, so he should not be afraid.

"Ajun, is Jun Song still alive?"

Qi Yu lingered in Murong Jun's arms for a while and asked.

Murong Jun lowered his eyes, retracted the gloom in his eyes, and said, "Why do you ask him again?"

"Are you unhappy?" Qi Yu touched his face.

Every time Song Jun was mentioned, Murong Jun would be stingy and pester him. After a long time, Qi Yu also understood that Murong Jun didn't like him to mention this person, but they were all "other men". Hanyan and Song Yao's tolerance is much higher than that of Song Jun.

Qi Yu thought, the prince is not dull, most of the time he is very smart, maybe he can think of it, the prince also thought of it, facing another self, the prince may have a little feeling, that's why he dislikes him so much Speaking of Song Jun?

Qi Yu said softly: "I have no other intentions...but if he is still alive, can you let him live?"

Murong Jun stared into his eyes, and said with a chill, "Why?"

Qi Yu: "..."

Because Song Jun is you from another world, can you say such words?

——Of course not, this is almost the same as directly exposing his identity as the person who passed through the book.

Qi Yu thought about it seriously, and said: "Because his manpower has been wiped out, he is not enough to be your enemy, can you let him live?"

Song Jun has done a lot of evil in this world, so blackened to this point, it is estimated that he is a real tyrant in another world. Counting the lives of Song Jun, if killing Emperor Fei is for the revenge of killing his mother, then killing Feng Rulan It was because Concubine Lan had betrayed him, and she fell into King Fu's arms in this world. After understanding the identity of Lord Song, these are still understandable, but killing Zhao Wu in Qianye Town provoked a conflict between the Song family and the emperor. Disputes between people are unscrupulous.

Qi Yu has only now understood Song Jun's implicatures. Although he feels pitiful for this person, he can't write off the evil he has done. He just doesn't want Murong Jun to confront Song Jun again, and even kill Song Jun himself.

After all, it's too scary to kill yourself or something.

Murong Jun's jaw tightened and he didn't speak, Qi Yu said again: "You can forgive the world because of my pregnancy, and you can also forgive him, okay?"

"Why?" Murong Jun wanted an explanation.

Qi Yu put his arms around his neck, and pressed his lips between his brows, thinking that this would comfort him more.

"My reason... I can't tell you yet, but I have no bad intentions for the prince. Can the prince trust me?"

Murong Jun was annoyed by Tiantian's sudden protection of Song Jun, and he couldn't control his dark emotions, but this passage of deja vu, the prince's old name, reminded him of the old days, and the haze in his eyes faded away.

The boy in his arms, with his flesh and blood in his belly, was willing to do things for him even to have children, but there were a few words that he didn't want to say to him for the time being, it wasn't betrayal.

"I believe you."

Murong Jun hugged Tiantian tightly.

"Although it's a pity." Murong Jun licked his lips from an angle he couldn't see, and said with a light smile: "Song Jun is dead, so your worry is unnecessary."

Qi Yu nodded stupidly: "I just said in case..."

Maybe death is a kind of relief for Song Jun, and it can make Song Jun go back, that's the only way to think.

Qi Yu figured out Song Jun's origin, but he broke out in a sweat, and was a little cold when he was blown by the wind.He still had a small one in his belly, catching a cold was no joke, Qi Yu wanted to take a bath and change clothes, and organize his thoughts by the way.

When Murong Jun heard that he had this idea, he immediately summoned a servant for him, quickly prepared the tub and hot water, and carried them into the room behind the embroidered hibiscus and purple jade screen. Before Qi Yu went in, he waved to him, inviting him wait a minute.

This kind of thing is also common during pregnancy.

Murong Jun returned a smile, sat still, and soon heard the sound of joyful splashing in the water from behind the screen.

Murong Jun listened to the movement, pondered every move of the young man, and his mood fluctuated with the water in the tub.

"Do you need help?"

Murong Jun couldn't sit still after sitting for a while, he casually rolled up the sleeves of the dragon robe, walked around the screen, and stepped on the water stains on the ground to the bathtub.

Although it was a question, the tone was full of certainty.

The young man who was patting the water with outstretched arms suddenly shrunk into the water with a blushing face.

He watched his handsome husband undress under the water, and a few bubbles popped out.

What help, this bastard almost wrote Yuanyang.yu on his face, how can he organize his thoughts? ?

Um, although pregnancy is very sensitive, he also likes to have sex with the crown prince, so he has to be careful of his stomach all the time, and he has to be careful of the crown prince taking advantage of his drowsiness to trick him, it is really difficult to get pregnant!

Where there is smoke.

After Song Yao accompanied Hanyan into the palace, he received the emperor's secret call not long after.

Song Daxia is not very close to the emperor's cousin. In fact, the relationship between Song Yao's birth mother and the Empress Dowager Xiaoren is not good.

He treated Murong Jun like this, and Murong Jun treated him the same way. After seeing people coming, the emperor didn't even say a word, so he signaled Jiang He with his eyes to pass a secret message to Song Yao.

If it wasn't for Tiantian's efforts to bring Song Yao and Hanyan together, Murong Jun would never have bothered with these two people.

Song Yao was completely baffled. He opened the hidden newspaper and glanced at it. He was deeply attracted by a familiar name on it.

This is Hanyan's life. After knowing each other for so long, Song Yao has never thought about why such a fairy-like figure like Hanyan, a young man like jade, could open a tailor shop to do business, and how could he know the empress? No one he ever came into contact with was like a perfect fan in his life.

Song Yao felt fresh and wanted to approach him, but Hanyan was always indifferent to him.Song Yao stayed in the shop for a long time, and found that Hanyan was more affectionate to the women who did chores than him. He always thought it was because his appearance was not perfect.

Han Yan should be a perfect person, and his vision is naturally extremely high. Song Yao even thought that even if he couldn't get any closer, he would protect him all his life.

Song Yao didn't understand until he read the secret report from the emperor that this Ruyu boy was quite different from what he thought.

Hanyan was actually born in a brothel, and was a male concubine dedicated to the abolished emperor by local officials. Later, she was deprived of her status and left the palace to make a living.

No wonder he is different from anyone he has ever met. The experience of this half of his life alone is complicated and absurd enough, how can ordinary people catch up with one or two.

Hanyan actually became a male concubine...

Song Yao felt a sword stabbed deeply into his chest and twisted it.

"What do you mean by showing me this hidden message?"

After a long time, Song Yao asked hoarsely.

"You know it yourself." Murong Jun said.

Murong Jun won't mention Song Yao any more, just accept this kind of thing if you can accept it, and don't mention it if you can't accept it.

In order not to really take this step, but to argue about the past that was reported in the dark newspaper.

Instead of hurting each other, it's better not to have it at all.

Song Yao really understood the emperor's intention, and silently put away the secret report.

After walking two steps out of the palace, he anxiously took out the hidden newspaper and lit it with a flint and steel. The flickering flames could engulf the papers full of words, but they could not erase the past of the person he admired.

As long as he thinks about it, he will be in pain.

Song Yao went out and did not return, and it was raining outside again, and Han Yan was a little worried.

After all, he was the person who lived in his house recently, so if something happened to him, he would be very sorry.

Hanyan convinced herself like this, and came looking for Song Yao with an umbrella and a lantern.

Song Yao didn't go to a corner, he just stood there blankly on a street not far from Hanyan's house, letting himself be washed by the cold rain, it seemed that only in this way could he feel better.

"Song Yao, what's the matter with you, why don't you go back to the house?" Han Yan asked strangely.

Song Yao stared at Hanyan with red eyes.

Although it was painful, Song Yao also understood that Han Yan, who grew up in a brothel, could not choose such a past. With such a past, he should not blame Han Yan.

"I have nothing."

Just know your past.

Song Yao's lips moved, seeing that his face was blue from cold, Han Yan quickly handed over the umbrella in his hand.

Song Yao opened the umbrella silently. This is the biggest and best umbrella in Hanyan shop.

He used to look at Han Yan, but Han Yan was not under the same umbrella with him, but was holding another dilapidated small umbrella, and gave him the good umbrella, still far away from him.

Song Yao was stunned, the rain on his face was mixed with scalding hot water falling from nowhere, meandering down.

Overnight, the carefree Jianghu boy grew up.

"Are you going back?"

Not sure about the smoke.Song Yao is not his servant, maybe not even a friend, so there is no need to follow him.

But sometimes he could see Song Yao looking at him with sparkling eyes, Han Yan understood what it meant, he knew his identity, kept a distance at all times, and didn't dare to take a step closer, just because he was afraid that his past would disappoint the other party in the end.

Do you still need to go back?

Song Yao wiped his face and said, "Return. I still have something I haven't figured out..."

Song Yao walked up to Hanyan's side and held up the umbrella in his hand. Hanyan refused to share an umbrella with him, so he put his big umbrella on Hanyan's small umbrella to protect Hanyan from the wind and rain .

Song Yao thought to himself, no matter what happens in the future, I will always cover you.

The author has something to say: lock with smoke~~

I think there are usually struggles, but Song Yao is not an ordinary person!

Tiantian has concerns, but the crown prince doesn’t. I prefer the prince like this, put them all out, if you like it, go up, if you don’t like it, don’t beep.

今天是不耐烦当媒婆的太子哈哈哈！感谢在2019-11-3018:54:54~2019-12-0118:21:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 white lap;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3167695120 bottles; Bianhuahua, 5 bottles of Bianhuahua;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!