Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

In a dark, cramped and foul-smelling dungeon, a man with an extraordinary appearance but a disheveled appearance was tied to a wooden stake.

"Hey, uncle, how come you look like this after not seeing you for three days? What happened to you, An San? Didn't I tell you to treat me well?"

Zhong Lihe's consciousness had fallen into chaos, but the hatred in his heart made him wake up when he heard the familiar voice.

Only a very faint sneer came out of Zhongli He's mouth, and then the man opened his scarlet eyes and stared fiercely at the glamorous man who walked in with a swagger.

"The emperor's nephew is really good at this."

Although Zhongli He's biological mother was not valued, he was proficient in both civil and military strategies. His brother, the emperor, who was more than 20 years older than him, raised him like a son.

Ever since he went to study at the Imperial College, he has been praised by the people around him. The favor of his brother the emperor and his own excellence have made him live a comfortable life for more than 20 years.

Now he was being humiliated by this impoverished imperial nephew who came out of the cold palace.

Leng Qingyi saw the hostility and hatred in Zhongli He's eyes, and looked at An San who was standing there in a daze.

"An San, you're not going to bang her ass, are you?"

An San turned his head stiffly and looked at Leng Qingyi, then nodded stiffly and raised the two sticks in his hands to indicate that he had really done it.

Leng Qing held her forehead with her hand, feeling a little helpless. This An San didn't have much IQ, and she thought that if she asked her to treat him well, he would really treat her well.

Who knew that this idiot understood it as "treat well" and started to torture her directly, just like she taught him last time.

What a sin! How can I get anything out of him?

Zhong Lihe probably wants to cut her into pieces now, so it's probably impossible to get anything out of him.

"Uncle, do you believe me when I say this is all a misunderstanding?"

"Ah!"

"Well, you definitely don't believe it. Although this secret guard really misunderstood, you definitely won't believe it, and probably won't tell anyone anything. How about I give you a quick death?"

Leng Qing covered her face with her hands, feeling somewhat helpless. She had thought that these fake people would live their entire lives just as they had been originally set up, but who knew that he could actually learn? Tsk.

"If that's the case, why didn't the Emperor kill me three days ago? Is the Emperor dissatisfied with me for humiliating me like this?"

"Look at you. I told you this was a misunderstanding. You saw that my secret guard was a fool. I had no idea that what he thought was a good treat was this kind of good treat. Forget it. Now that things have come to this, Uncle Emperor, you can go."

Leng Qing turned around and waved his hand to signal An San to take action.

An San realized that he seemed to have done something wrong and took out the stick cautiously.

Leng Qing looked back when he saw no movement, and saw An San waving his stick and making gestures at Zhongli He's lower three positions eagerly.

"Hey, An San, what are you doing?"

An San turned his head to look at Leng Qingyi. Although his entire face was covered with black cloth, Leng Qingyi could still see An San's confusion.

"Oh, give him a good time."

This time Leng Qingyi didn't look back and watched An San take action.

This time the instructions were easier to understand. An San got a mace from somewhere and smashed it towards Zhong Li He's head.

"Wait, I have something to say."

Zhongli He was really scared of this stupid secret guard, and he pulled his head back desperately.

This time, An San learned his lesson and stopped, looking back at Leng Qingyi's intention.

"An San, put down your weapon first. I want to hear what he has to say."

An San obediently threw the mace to the ground and stood aside.

Leng Qing gasped when he saw this.

Zhongli Yuan's right leg was directly broken by the mace, and he didn't even have time to scream before his head drooped down.

I don’t know if I fainted from the pain or died from it.

An San looked back and saw that his mace had broken the man's leg. He kicked the mace away with his foot, thinking that no one had noticed.

Leng Qingyi, who had witnessed everything, said: "I'm going to sue the system for selling me defective products."

Although the Dark Three adds a force buff, it can't be given without any intelligence at all.

"An San, get a basin of cold water."

An San, who thought his master hadn't noticed anything, ran to get some cold water.

Leng Qingyi looked at the huge piece of ice in the basin that An San brought over and felt too tired to complain.

If he were to throw the water directly at Zhong Lihe, with An San's strength, Zhong Lihe's head would probably be smashed to pieces.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down and said coldly, pretending nothing had happened: "Take out the ice and splash the water on his face."

Fortunately, nothing went wrong this time, and Zhongli Yuan was woken up by being splashed with half a basin of ice water.

The moment I woke up, the burning pain in my anus was overwhelmed by the tearing pain in my right leg.

"I told you that he's just an idiot, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Let me see Aju."

"It's not impossible, but you have to know that she doesn't know that your affair has been exposed.

If you really want to see her, I can let you see her, but what happens after you meet her?

If you die, it will all be over. She will have to live in constant fear that the Emperor will dislike her and punish her because of this incident."

Zhongli He's drowsy mind slowly became clear at this time.

"Just look at her like you did last time."

"But, An Yi, you take him to have a look. An San, you follow and listen to An Yi's words."

"Yes, Master."

After the three men left, Leng Qingyi sat on the armchair specially prepared for her to rest, playing with the various torture instruments placed beside her.

"Why are you so hostile to the Emperor's uncle?"

Leng Qing turned around and looked at Zhongli Yuan who asked this question, and the expression on his face expressed the five words "Are you crazy?"

"You targeted him when you first attended court. Did you know about the affair between him and the imperial concubine at that time?"

"You scared me to death. I thought you were a cuckold."

Zhongli Yuan's face turned black. Is he such a despicable person in her eyes?

"I didn't, I wasn't, you're overthinking it."

"That's about right. I don't like him. He's a vassal king and shouldn't be staying in the capital. He's still pointing fingers at me. If I don't drive him away, who should I drive away?"

"Aren't you afraid that someone will rescue him if you let him out?"

"Someone will definitely rescue him. A cunning rabbit has three burrows. The few dens we found must not be all of them. We must put out bait to fish out the remaining ones."

As Leng Qing expected, An Yi took Zhongli He to Ronghua Palace, took a look at Yan Ruju, and was about to rush back.

Halfway through the journey, they encountered a large group of assassins in black.

An San, who was following behind An Yi, suddenly became excited. He rushed in front of An Yi and rushed in without waiting for the assassin on the opposite side to take action first.

Before An Yi could stop Erkang by stretching out his hand, An San had already started killing the assassins.

An Yi didn't know what An San was thinking at the moment. Only An San knew that he seemed to have made a mistake. If he met an assassin, he would definitely have to kill more people to make up for his mistake.