Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Your Majesty."

After the dance, the dancers retreated one after another, leaving only the beauty in red, with her sleeves closed, walked to the front of the stage, and bowed slightly to her head.

Queen Dan's voice is like his own, soft and deep, like the first tide in the morning, gently brushing the gravel in the heart, making people forget their troubles instantly, and don't know if they are in the sky or the world.

Baili Yunlin looked directly at him, the wrinkles between his brows disappeared instantly, he opened his left arm towards him, Zhang Liangshao smiled sweetly, lifted his skirt and walked up the steps, leaning beside him.

Holding the delicate body into his arms, Baili Yunlin caressed the queen's shoulders, and the uneasiness in his heart slowly dissipated.

He recalled the dance that Danyan danced just now, and his heart throbbed again.

When his queen was bound by red silk among the dancers in white clothes, the snow-capped mountains seemed to be reflected in her eyes, lonely and empty.When it suddenly fell from the sky, the sleeves of the clothes fluttered, like the last ray of candle that was about to go out, unwilling but struggling with this fate.

If... if the divine sword hadn't come to the world that day, would his queen have disappeared in a place he didn't know, so lonely and alone?

Baili Yunlin closed his eyes and stopped imagining. He let out a long breath, and while clenching the sword on the right side of his waist, he hugged the person leaning on his left side tightly.

Zhang Liangshao was secretly looking at the envoys of the Three Kingdoms in the audience from the corner of his eye, when he felt a crisp on his right ear, and his king whispered in his ear.

"Why is this dance called Sword Spirit?"

Zhang Liangshao turned his face to the side, looked into Baili Yunlin's dark eyes, and said with a smile, "The concubine just wanted to use the king's sword as the theme, so I imagined that before it came to the world, this sword has always been in the world. Dormant in the extremely cold place in the Nine Heavens..."

While Zhang Liangshao was talking, he picked up the jug on the side and poured a glass of wine for himself and Baili Yunlin.

"Until one day, he woke up, saw the king, and fell in love with him at first sight. He broke through many seals, escaped from the pursuit of immortals, and fell to the mortal world after many hardships. He is the master, and then assists him to achieve great things."

He put down the jug, picked up the wine glass and handed it to the person beside him.

Baili Yunlin took the wine glass he handed over, "I am afraid that the queen overestimated Gu. Although Gu is the king of a country, he is just a mortal. If this sword has really produced a weapon spirit, I am afraid that he will never give up willingly." In one hand."

"Don't underestimate yourself, the king." Zhang Liangshao let go of the wine glass, grabbed his hand instead, looked straight into his eyes, and said in a firm and powerful voice, "The heroic appearance of the king is unparalleled in the world. It's the sword, there are the concubines, and... this is a great country."

The stars are like a promise, and the moon is like a knife.

For the sake of the king, the bird comes to one side.

King Suzaku's eyes were shocked, and Wuming's chest was full of pride. At this moment, he seemed to see the queen standing barefoot on a drum in the middle of the battlefield with only a scarlet single dress, her long hair fluttering, thousands of troops marching Shuttle past him, the sound of turbulent fighting was as deafening as mountains and seas, but he only looked at him, then smiled brightly, and fell backward——

Baili Yunlin stretched out his hand subconsciously, and the next moment, he saw the golden-red armguard in his hand, which was stained with the blood of an unknown number of people, overlapping from the top layer of red to black.

In his other hand, he held a long sword tightly. The sword was completely black, with no blood or any mottled cracks, but the sword tassel hanging from the hilt was stained by layers of blood. It has become a bright red color, and is drifting along with the wind of sand and gravel on the battlefield...

That is!

"Your Majesty?"

The moment Baili Yunlin came back to his senses, he was holding a familiar hair tie in his hand.

There are still peaceful singing and dancing in the ears, no horseshoes, no knives and guns.

"Your Majesty?"

On one side, his queen with her long hair loose, holding a wine glass in her hand, was looking at him blankly.

……

When Zhang Liangshao saw Baili Yunlin staring at him for more than a dozen breaths, he wondered what he saw, but he didn't say anything, but put his finger into his hair and stroked it, "Queen The hairband is a little loose, so let's wear it like this."

After finishing speaking, he tied the hairband on Zhang Liangshao's wrist smoothly.

Zhang Liangshao only thought that he really accidentally loosened his hair during the dance, so he didn't take this episode to heart.

He glanced at the envoy of the Xuanwu Kingdom who was sitting at the bottom. This person had been staring at him since the moment he entered the stage. His unrestrained and unrestrained gaze was really uncomfortable.

He pursed his lips and gave him a friendly smile, and the next moment he lifted his sleeves under the guise of drinking, the smile on his lips suddenly turned malicious.

"Your Majesty." He tugged on the sleeves of the people around him, pretending to be suspicious, "There is an envoy over there who seems to be looking at the concubine all the time."

Baili Yunlin's expression froze, "Which one?"

"That's it..." Zhang Liangshao lowered his head and said, "It's that extremely intelligent adult."

Mu Jia was middle-aged and bald, so he always wore a hat during the banquet. The Xuanwu Kingdom is located in the north, so it doesn’t experience heat. In order to observe etiquette, Mu Jia still wore the noble dress of the royal family, which was very strict. The wind is cool, but he can't help feeling stuffy, and there are glistening sweat on his forehead. He is tall and tall, but he is a little fat in his middle age, and he can't help but look a little bloated. Seeing Baili Yunlin's eyes at this moment, he grinned at him , showing a mouth full of golden teeth, raised his glass to greet him from a distance, then turned his head, and raised his glass to Zhang Liangshao who was beside Baili Yunlin in the same way.

Zhang Liangshao immediately turned pale, and hid his head behind Baili Yunlin's arm as if frightened.

With one side of Baili Yunlin's body, blocking the people around him, he raised his wine glass expressionlessly and drank the fine wine in one gulp.

Seeing Suzaku King cast two cold eyes like sharp swords from afar, but his face was nonchalant, relying on his thick skin, he drank the wine in the glass with a smile, and then hugged the palace servant who came to pour the wine into his arms. In his arms, he flirted with no one else.

For some reason, the position of the palace man leaning on his arms was just about the same as Zhang Liangshao's position in his arms at the moment, Baili Yunlin frowned.

The next moment, Mu Jia frivolously pulled out the bun on the palace lady's head, messing up her coiled long hair.

It is clear at a glance who he is imitating. His actions undoubtedly added fuel to the anger in Baili Yunlin's heart.

Zhang Liangshao felt the face of the king next to him suddenly darken, and the corners of his lips hidden behind his shoulders were slowly raised.

If you want to blame it, blame the envoy of Xuanwu Kingdom for being impatient, otherwise, how could he be easily succeeded by the enchantment technique in Sword Spirit Dance.

Sure enough, after a while, the envoy of Xuanwu, who was sitting at the bottom, totally ignoring Suzaku King's eyes, smiled lewdly at the maid next to him. His chin moved up...

Everything happens in an instant.

The blood splattered, the screams, and the broken arm scared the palace man who was limp on the ground and covered his mouth and lost his voice.

Baili Yunlin stood quietly in front of the table, watching the Xuanwu envoy knock over the fruit plate and fine wine on the table, and with a pale face, he clutched his arm and rolled to the ground screaming loudly.

Wearing a scarlet dragon robe and a purple-gold crown, the king held the black long sword that could absorb the light completely. The bright red liquid dripped from top to bottom along the sword groove, but did not see dripping from the tip of the sword. Instead, it seemed to be swallowed by an invisible beast.

His handsome face was full of gloom, and he looked at the people on the ground indifferently for a long time, exuding an awe-inspiring aura all over his body, and no one dared to step forward for a while, even the servants and guards of Xuanwu Kingdom, they only watched with fear. , showing fear in the eyes.

Baili Yunlin didn't speak until the scream of pain gradually died down, the blood on the carpet was almost dry, and the envoy who fell on the ground was almost out of breath.

The deep voice pierced everyone's ears clearly like thunder.

"Who dares to disrespect the lonely queen?"

The shadow of the moon is lonely, and the shadow behind the king standing by the pool of blood hangs over everyone's heart.

They looked at the middle-aged man whose life and death were unknown on the ground, and knew that next time, if someone dared to offend Suzaku King's Nilin, what would fall on the ground would no longer be their arm, but their head.