Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

When he saw it was her, he immediately saluted and let her go. It was perfect.

Little did she know that after she left, several soldiers guarding the door quietly patted their pounding hearts.

As the saying goes: 'To serve the king is like serving a tiger'.

Wouldn’t their hearts be beating wildly when these two tigers appeared together?

The first thing Leng Qingyi did after returning to the palace was to go to the dungeon to see what the results of An San were.

The dungeon still exudes a dark, damp, and bloody stench, but the difference is that the dungeon is now very lively.

Fortunately, the dungeon was dug deep, otherwise the entire palace would have been able to hear the constant screams and pleas for mercy.

As Leng Qing passed through the long tunnel, the sounds he heard became clearer.

"Please kill me, I really don't know anything, I'm just a small fry."

"Don't spit it out, swallow it."

The vision in front of him gradually opened up, and Leng Qingyi came over following the sound.

As soon as I arrived, I saw An San pinching the cheeks of a bloody man, holding a steaming wooden ladle in his hand and pouring something into the bloody man's mouth.

The bloody man tried his best to spit out every drop of blood and didn't want to swallow it.

And An San seemed to be in a fight with him and insisted on feeding him the stuff, and the hot and thick stuff was spread everywhere.

A few old blisters could be vaguely seen on the assassin's disheveled face.

Leng Qingyi looked down along Ansan's arm and saw a small iron pot at Ansan's feet.

The strangely colored sticky substance in the iron pot was bubbling, and at the bottom of the pot was a small brazier.

"An San, I'm back. Did you find out anything?"

When An San heard his master's voice, he immediately turned around and threw the wooden ladle in his hand onto the head of the disfigured man.

Another shrill scream rang out in the dungeon. An San looked back in confusion, not quite understanding what was happening.

Looking back, he saw nothing unusual and ran to Leng Qingyi with quick steps.

Leng Qing's mouth twitched when he saw An San, a burly man over 1.9 meters tall, walking like a child.

"Who taught you to walk like that?"

"Master, I learned this from the little yellow dog in the palace. He runs so fast like this."

Well, she really overestimated him. He actually learned it from a dog.

"Don't walk like that anymore. It makes you look unintelligent."

An San scratched his head, not quite understanding, but he took his master's words at his word and nodded obediently.

This behavior was particularly similar to that of a Border Collie with extremely high IQ that she had once seen.

Leng Qing shook his head to get rid of all the useless things in his mind, straightened his expression and looked at An San seriously.

"Show me the results of your review over the past few days."

"Yes."

An San turned around and staggered twice, then he remembered his master said it was not smart to walk like that, and then he walked normally again.

He is not stupid, he is very smart.

But after a while, An San brought a thick stack of papers and handed it to Leng Qingyi.

Leng Qingyi took a deep breath after seeing so much content. How many bad things have these people done?

Leng Qingyi did not hesitate to divide it into two parts and handed one to Zhong Liyuan behind him so that they could read it together.

The first two pieces of paper I looked at had pretty normal content: 'Someone offered a reward of 10,000 taels of gold for the emperor's head. So-and-so took the job and brought his men to assassinate the emperor.'

"Their boss promised to give him two new pairs of underwear if he succeeded in assassinating the emperor."

But what's behind this: 'When he was three years old, someone stole a chicken that had been slaughtered for Chinese New Year from his neighbor's house and urinated in it. The neighbor, not noticing, stewed it directly.'

"So-and-so, when he was eight years old, stole a girl's handkerchief and hid it in his father's boots for fear of being discovered by his parents. As a result, his father was hit on the head by his mother."

The contents on the stack of papers in Zhongli Yuan's hand were no less impressive.

What about the patron who sneaked into the brothel, knocked out the courtesan and then took over himself.

What's the point of peeing in a water tank for an old lady who curses at others every day?

It cannot be said that the contents of these papers are useless, but there is really very little that is useful.

I don't know how An San managed to strip off their underwear.

"Master, am I doing well?"

Even through the black cloth, Leng Qingyi could feel the expectation in An San's eyes.

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

Leng Qingyi patted An San's shoulder seriously, took the things in his hand and turned to walk out of the dungeon.

As soon as Leng Qingyi came out of the dungeon, he could no longer hold back his laughter and burst into wild laughter as he looked at the contents of the paper in his hand.

Zhongli Yuan, who followed closely behind Leng Qing, couldn't help laughing out loud.

In the past, he really didn't realize that An San was so interesting.

The two laughed for a long time before they stopped laughing and found a quiet place to start sifting through the useful information on the paper.

After taking a general look at it, Leng Qingyi had some idea in his mind.

Most of these people are from underworld killer organizations. They accepted the bounty but didn't know who issued the mission.

A small number of them are Deadpools that some people raise at home.

An even smaller group were beggars and thugs picked up randomly from the streets. It was unheard of for them to dare to assassinate the emperor for just fifty taels of silver.

As the night gradually darkened, the people in Sanjue Mountain returned to Beijing one after another. However, unlike when they left, they were all worried when they returned.

In previous years, there would always be something happening during the autumn hunt. Not to mention the autumn hunt, wherever the emperor was, there was bound to be no peace.

What's more, this year they chose Sanjue Mountain, where many ferocious beasts roamed, so they had already prepared themselves mentally for casualties.

But no one expected that an autumn hunt would cause the court to lose so many officials at once.

What I didn’t expect was that two groups of people would rebel over a small autumn hunt.

After such an incident, there will definitely be some turmoil in the court when he returns.

There were many vacant seats in the court, and everyone was calculating in their minds.

When Nie Yueming returned to the palace, it was already completely dark.

He is the chief eunuch. Although the emperor doesn't need him much, he has to take care of the subsequent cleanup after the emperor leaves early.

When I hurried back to the palace, I saw Little Lizi and the emperor sitting on a stone bench, looking at something, both with smiles on their faces.

This scene deeply hurt Nie Yueming's eyes.

Until now, he has not found out the origin of this little pear.

It seemed like he appeared out of nowhere. Not only was he highly valued by the emperor, he even had many privileges.

He was in charge of all the emperor's food, clothing and other expenses, and he was the one who conveyed the emperor's messages whenever there was something.

If he was not in charge of the eunuchs and palace maids other than himself, he almost thought that he was not the little pear who was the chief eunuch.

Thinking back to Gao Yaoyao, who was personally invited by the emperor to come to the palace, Nie Yueming couldn't help but smile.

How can a eunuch compete with a woman?

How many men are not lustful?

The emperor now avoids everyone in the harem like the plague simply because he is afraid of the power behind them.

What would happen if a beautiful, scheming and resourceful woman with no power behind her appeared next to the emperor?