The scumbag can't hold back his tears [Quick Transmigration]

That night.

Knowing that one of the two men who fought because they were greedy for her beauty was King Zhenbei, Feng Qingli couldn't bear the burden immediately, closed his eyes, and passed out.

As for whether a person would stagger back a few feet when he passed out, and then reach the servant girl's side before staggering his feet and falling on the maidservant behind him, Qin Zheng decided not to consider it.

Leave Feng Qingli with the last dignity.

Xiaotao was so crushed that she almost fell to the ground, her legs were trembling, but she didn't dare to fall or move in front of King Zhenbei, she forced herself to support Feng Qingli.

But Ling Ke was so dazed in the distance that he didn't react until now——

He couldn't believe it, how could the number one beauty in the capital choose King Zhenbei, the bully who oppressed her first, instead of him, a young talent who passed by the capital and was a hero to save the beauty? !

Obviously, none of the 270 four story books spoke like this!

Could it be... Could it be that Feng Qingli has some unspeakable secrets? !

Ling Ke was startled.

I fell into the memory of the content of the 270 four storybooks I have seen in the past.

Ling Ke believed it.

He must be able to find a pointer to deal with the status quo from the 270 four scripts.

Qin Zheng sighed, and was about to step forward to help Feng Qingli's maid, but just as he took a step, Feng Qingyue came out from the shadows and grabbed his wrist.Qin Zheng looked back, "Why?"

Feng Qingyue also looked at Qin Zheng, but the moonlight was dim, and Qin Zheng couldn't see Feng Qingyue's expression clearly.

Just the next moment.

Qin Zheng's perspective suddenly froze for a moment.

The back of the shoulders and the bend of the legs each exerted an extra force to support Qin Zheng.

Feng Qingyue tapped her toes, crossed the willow branches very quickly, stepped back across the railing, and jumped to the roof of the wine shop. The curfew was abolished in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and thousands of lamps were lit up in the capital city in Youshi. The moon floats up and down.

The spring breeze blew the smell of spring water, and it was slightly cold at night, welcoming Qin Zheng's face.

This pose again.

terrible.

Qin Zheng folded his hands and placed them in front of his belly, straight and motionless, like a Buddha statue being picked up by Feng Qingyue.

He asked very Buddhaly, "Brother, what do you want to do?"

The world of "The Evil King's Only Favorite" has martial arts that are very metaphysical for Qin Zheng. As the male protagonist, Sima Tianqing, in the whole book, apart from Ling Ke, who is the assassin on the list, Sima Tianqing stands out.

But after seeing the No. [-] assassin who fought with Sima Tianqing for a day and a night, Qin Zheng now has doubts about Sima Tianqing's martial arts level——

But again, as long as it is stronger than the remaining twelve heroes except Ling Ke.

Not a big problem.

Feng Qingyue hurried on her way without answering Qin Zheng.

Or maybe Feng Qingyue didn't want to talk to Qin Zheng at all.

Qin Zheng didn't mind either, and continued to ask, "Then where do you want to go?"

Although there are martial arts in this world, but being hugged by Feng Qingyue and jumping over the roof of the eaves and tiles, I don't know if it is an illusion, or Qin Zheng is not familiar enough with martial arts in this world——

Qin Zhengzong vaguely felt that Feng Qingyue didn't have martial arts, and was different from him.

As for anything else, Qin Zheng couldn't say anything, it just seemed that compared with Qin Zheng's experience of lightness kungfu a few days ago, Feng Qingyue's movements seemed to be more swift, more careless, like the wind.

Qin Zheng was thinking wildly while asking

Did Lin Moyu really practice Qigong?

But can't qigong be classified as a kind of martial arts school?

Feng Qingyue glanced down at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng was startled, and hastily folded his hands, put them squarely on his stomach, arched his waist, and stretched them straight between Feng Qingyue's arms, trying to show that he had no distracting thoughts in his manner.

Yu has never been gay.

Qin Zheng tensed for a long time until his back was sore and his back was weak, so he could only persuade him with words, "I can't beat you, but little brother, I advise you to think of positive things every day, and don't try to do messy things with me."

After Qin Zheng finished speaking, he felt that it was not enough, so he added, "Even if you bring me here to do some messy things, I swear to you, I will forget about it tomorrow."

Feng Qingyue was silent when she heard the words.

After a long time, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "What a mess? Fuck you?"

fuck?

Qin Zheng was unhappy, "Speak up, why are you scolding me?"

Feng Qingyue was silent for a while, and smiled angrily, "...Okay, I'll fuck you here, you can forget it tomorrow morning."

Qin Zheng gasped, "Put me down."

"What if I don't?"

Qin Zheng was furious, "No, no! Let me down, come down!"

Feng Qingyue didn't bother to pay any attention to Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng was unyielding and repeated repeatedly "I want to come down, I want to come down, I want to come down..."

Learned from 03.

The effect is remarkable——

"To shut up."

"What if I don't?"

Feng Qingyue stopped.

Qin Zheng didn't know where Feng Qingyue took him now, he only saw that it was on a high eaves, overlooking the capital of Dazhou, and the lights scattered in the distance, and the wind on a spring night disappeared from the tiled buildings in the market. Blocking, blowing the sleeves of the two of them flying.

As soon as Feng Qingyue stopped, Qin Zheng resolutely seized the opportunity, using his waist as a fulcrum, pushed Feng Qingyue's chest to reverse acceleration, and stretched one foot wobbly downwards, preparing to land.

But Qin Zheng didn't expect it.

The little brother has become a dog.

Standing on the corner of the eaves where only one person could fit, Feng Qingyue suddenly let go.

Qin Zheng fell down.

Qin Zheng faced down, facing Feng Qingyue's eyes, and then got farther and farther away.

There was weightlessness for a second, and the sound of the wind was fast in my ears.

Qin Zheng was half a beat too late, and it was only when he was about to fall to the ground that he remembered to gather his true energy.

In that second and a half, Qin Zheng vaguely saw Feng Qingyue jumping down from the roof of the eaves, the wind billowed his clothes, his clothes and boots were all black, and he was like an owl with wings spread in the night sky.

next second.

Qin Zheng was caught.

The cool wind blew Qin Zheng's fingers cold.

Qin Zheng was stunned for a long time, then looked up.

He saw Feng Qingyue who was clearly above him just now, but landed on the ground first and caught him.

"Hiss—" Qin Zheng gasped, "How did you catch me... no, why the hell did you throw me down?!"

Qin Zheng finally recalled what Feng Qingyue had done just now, and was furious immediately. He struggled between Feng Qingyue's arms that caught him, but Qin Zheng could only do sit-ups when Feng Qingyue was holding his arms. With Qingyue's arms, she tried to sit up out of thin air like hooking a horizontal bar.

but failed.

Feng Qingyue was still tossing Qin Zheng, and said coolly, "You repeat what you just said, and I will throw you off the roof again."

Qin Zheng glared at each other, "What did I say?!"

Feng Qingyue smiled on the surface, "What do you think?"

Qin Zheng sniffed, defiantly "put me down."

Qin Zheng resisted until the last second.

But sit-ups failed.

After a lot of tossing, before Feng Qingyue answered Qin Zheng, Qin Zheng turned his face in Feng Qingyue's arms. Originally, he was face-to-face being held in Feng Qingyue's arms, but now Qin Zheng was facing the ground.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts! My waist is broken..."

"..."

Wei Yinzhuang really couldn't stand this fool, so he could only let the king of Zhenbei who turned around on the spot go down.

He just didn't want to see King Zhenbei get involved with Feng Qingli for too long.

King Zhenbei finally got his freedom, ran out several feet in a hurry, adjusted his clothes and waistband in the distance, then glanced at Wei Yinzhuang, walked back quietly, and said seriously, "To be honest, I think, I have to I asked you a few serious things."

Wei Yinzhuang sneered when he heard the words, "Business?"

The king of Zhenbei quietly moved a little closer, raised his feet and rubbed the top of Wei Yinzhuang's head, "For example, marrying and giving birth to children, husband and son..."

Before he finished speaking, King Zhenbei was beaten aside with a "bat".

Zhenbei Wang covered his head and closed himself for a while, and then made a comeback, but he stood obediently and did not rub Wei Yinzhuang's hair. "How did you come here?"

Wei Yinzhuang turned his face away, and said in an ordinary tone, "Between opening and closing eyes."

King Zhenbei frowned when he heard this, and seemed to think of a lot of things he wanted to say and ask, but in the end King Zhenbei hesitated for a long time, and just asked, "Don't you know?"

"It is."

King Zhenbei stood blankly for a while, then asked, "Have you become the third lady of the Xiangfu?"

"It is."

Once that idiot knew about Lin Moyu's transformation into Feng Qingyue, Wei Yinzhuang expected that idiot would have many things to ask him.But Wei Yinzhuang waited for a long time, and did not wait for King Zhenbei's fourth question.

"Finished?"

King Zhenbei nodded in a daze, "It should."

Wei Yinzhuang suddenly laughed.

The idiot was even more stupid than he thought.

What can be deduced from those three answers without asking self-knowledge questions?

So he asked, "What about you?"

King Zhenbei was taken aback by his question, and then answered firmly, "Same as you."

I don't know the situation of others, and I don't intend to let others know my situation.

The less King Zhenbei asked, the less information he would get back with the sentence "same as you".

But you can't blame King Zhenbei for hiding something.

Wei Yinzhuang stared at King Zhenbei quietly for a moment, and pinched King Zhenbei's ears without saying anything.

King Zhenbei moved his eyes to the side unnaturally, as if he wanted to dodge, but in the end he still didn't dodge, and Wei Yinzhuang's pinched ear was a little hot.

When returning to the palace.

Qin Zheng suddenly remembered something——

When he left the palace in the afternoon, didn't he go out to find Feng Qingli and come back to complete the monthly task of "Happy Pet Every Night"?

then.

It was night, and the Yunlu Pavilion, where Princess Zhenbei lived, screamed until dawn.

In the early morning, with dark circles under his eyes and buzzing left and right ears, Qin Zheng put on his court clothes and went to court.

Qin Zheng was really sleepy.

Especially on the way to the upper court.

The truth is like getting up and going to school every day. The most sleepy time is not when washing and eating, but on the way to school and when the self-study course is about to start.

And all the time between after class and before get out of class.

During the court, Qin Zheng stood at the forefront of the courtiers, drowsy with his wat, and when Emperor Xuanwen asked, Qin Zheng always said "the emperor is wise", "the emperor is martial", and "the emperor is clever and clever".

The blow made the courtiers on both sides look at Qin Zheng like a madman.

Qin Zheng was unmoved, and his consciousness was in a daze.

Until I don't know when, the early morning is over.

Somebody shoved Qin Zheng, who was asleep on the spot, and said anxiously, "My lord, Your Majesty calls you over!"

Qin Zheng shook his head, "Where are you going?"

"Qinlu Pavilion!"

Qin Zheng shook his head again, "What is Qinlu Pavilion?"

"..."

A quarter of an hour later.

Qin Zheng knelt down in the Qinlu Pavilion, trembling, "I...see Your Majesty."

just now.

Qin Zheng woke up.

The second day of March is suitable for death, funeral and burial.

Great evil.

It seems that when he came last time, Emperor Xuanwen was also writing.

Emperor Xuanwen slowly handed the ink brush to the palace man beside him, and said softly, "Ah Qing, you don't have to be so restrained, just get up."

The palace servants put away their pens and ink, and after cleaning the hands of Emperor Xuanwen, they left Qinlu Pavilion like a file.

After a while, only Qin Zheng and Emperor Xuanwen were left in Qinlu Pavilion.

Qin Zheng got up obediently, and asked 03, "Can Sima Tianqing beat Sima Jin?" '

"Please explore by yourself."

'...'

What a garbage system.

Emperor Xuanwen sat back at the table again, and looked at Qin Zheng who was standing a few feet away gently, as if he was looking at it carefully.

No one spoke.

Emperor Xuanwen didn't speak, neither did Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng didn't know what Emperor Xuanwen was thinking, only Qinlu Pavilion was silent, depressingly quiet, it seemed that the air in Qinlu Pavilion became heavier as it got quieter, and Emperor Xuanwen's eyes seemed to melt into the gloomy mist, Qin Zheng couldn't see anything clearly.

Qin Zheng's scalp was numb from being stared at.

'03, if I'm about to die, what are the consequences? '

"Do it again, you don't need to worry."

'Ah. '

at last.

Emperor Xuanwen said slowly, "Ah Qing, come here."

hiss--

He was wrong.

Qin Zheng regretted it.

Yesterday, Ling Ke was right, he jumped the wall in a hurry and blossomed on the wall.

He actually used the fanbook that 03 downloaded for him from the Internet.

Now, after reading the fanfic, he is going to gg.

Qin Zheng didn't know anything about Zhai Dou Gong Dou Chao Dou, he was just a pure mathematics student, and even the novels he read occasionally were magical future love stories in rural villages about how the poor little earth escaped from the devil's sun.

Now, Qin Zheng panicked.

Math won't save him.

The magical future love story in the countryside will not save him either.

Qin Zheng walked over listlessly, and obediently called out, "Brother Huang..."

Now it is unrealistic to stretch Sima Tianqing's character design.

Add oil to the fire.

But Qin Zheng still hesitated.

'03, do you think it will be better if I pretend to be the King of Zhenbei in the rumors now? '

"Please explore by yourself."

'...'

"Ah."

Qin Zheng was in a daze for a moment, and was busy talking to 03 again, but he didn't hear that Emperor Xuanwen had already answered him, and he called "Brother Huang" again as if he hadn't woken up from a dream.

Emperor Xuanwen showed a calm smile, "Ah Qing hasn't called Brother Zhenhuang for a long time, do you want to make it up again today?"

Qin Zheng "..."

and many more.

It's been a long time since I called Brother Sima Jin.

But the last time Qin Zheng called out to the emperor.

meaning is--

Sima Tianqing didn't call him Brother Sima Jin before.

Damn it.

Lost horse.

Qin Zheng withered.

And shut up.

Say one wrong sentence, say one less sentence and make one less wrong sentence.

Qin Zheng lowered his head silently.

Then Qin Zheng saw a portrait on Emperor Xuanwen's ebony carved dragon table.

On the portrait is a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing black clothes with arrow sleeves, black and green wrist armor, and a handsome appearance, sitting on the left side of the silk book, stepping on a stone that looks like a stone but not a stone, only a few strokes outline it, and it looks like a white lying beast. Draw a light bow to the right to shoot something.

On the right side, there are only a few strokes painted with cinnabar, like a red bird.

Qin Zheng was startled.

This boy really looks like King Zhenbei.

And no mouth.

Qin Zheng stared at the blank space in the young man's mouth, and sucked his nose.

Emperor Xuanwen was sitting and Qin Zheng was standing, so Emperor Xuanwen had to look up when looking at Qin Zheng, but Emperor Xuanwen didn't care, and gently took Qin Zheng's hand across the table, saying, "Ah Qing came too early, I haven't finished the painting yet... Can Ah Qing help me finish this painting?"

Qin Zheng's scalp exploded, and his tongue was as stiff as his brain. When Emperor Xuanwen said this, Qin Zheng was stuck.

answer what?

Not sure.

refuse?no.

But if you want to help Emperor Xuanwen finish this painting, do you have to pick up a pen and add a mouth to yourself?

It's better not to have a mouth.

Qin Zheng was stuck for a long while, and then choked out a sentence that didn't match his lips, "The emperor's brother is wise and powerful, and I dare not act rashly."

Emperor Xuanwen didn't move, and smiled peacefully, "Why don't you dare to move the portrait of Ah Qing when he was young?"

"Don't dare to move."

"Ah Qing, come, come to my side."

"Don't dare to move."

"... Ah Qing, don't be afraid."

"Don't dare to move."

Emperor Xuanwen "..."

Qin Zheng has given up on himself.

But the smile on Emperor Xuanwen's lips never faded. He stood up, let go of Qin Zheng's hand, turned the table to Qin Zheng's side, stroked Qin Zheng's hair, and said with a smile, "In a blink of an eye, you are already with the emperor's brother." It's generally taller... How could the Zhenbei King of the Great Zhou Dynasty, my God of War, say the word 'dare not'?"

Qin Zheng shut himself up.

Then he said firmly, "Don't dare to move."

"..." Emperor Xuanwen was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something carefully. After a long time, Emperor Xuanwen took down a pen and handed it to Qin Zheng, "I haven't been close to Ah Qing for a long time, and I feel guilty. Otherwise, if Ah Qing doesn't know how to draw, how about I teach you?"

Qin Zheng swallowed, Kuhaha took the pen, and casually replied, "Thank you, Lord Long En."

Emperor Xuanwen seemed to be amused, and naturally pulled Qin Zheng's hair behind his ears.

Qin Zheng was so frightened that his hand holding the pen and ink trembled.

"Can Aqing know how to draw?"

"will not."

"Has Ah Qing ever painted before?"

"No."

"Okay, how about I teach Ah Qing?"

"Don't dare to move."

"..."

"Brother, I was wrong, please."

Preach and draw.

It is really teaching painting.

Emperor Xuanwen came from behind, grabbed Qin Zheng's hand holding the pen, and led him to turn forward with each stroke, whispering in Qin Zheng's ear about the use of color and composition.

Qin Zheng was in a daze until he left the palace, and there seemed to be a scent of Emperor Xuanwen's body on the tip of his nose.

It was not until the time of leaving the palace that 03, in addition to issuing tasks, rarely took the initiative to talk to Qin Zheng

"Mr. Qin, you may be interested in knowing something."

Qin Zheng was still engrossed in the inconceivable feeling of leaving the palace with his beard and tail intact, and 03 was particularly pleasing to the eye, "Say."

"In the portrait that Emperor Xuanwen asked you to complete, the king of Zhenbei is on the left, on the side of the military officer, and at his feet is the elephant white tiger in the court uniform of the military officer of the first grade of Zhou Dynasty. The right side is the civilian side, and the thing on the right is the big Zhou Yipin is like the Suzaku in civil official court clothes."

"so what?"

"The behavior in the painting is tantamount to treason, please pay more attention."

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