Quick Transmigration: Give the Villain Little Poor a Wife

Chapter 201
Nangong Jie was really insecure, Gu Jiaojiao could feel it, she patted his back with the other hand, and comforted him softly.

"Well, I will always be with you."

[Target target evil thought value: 95]

Gu Jiaojiao was actually a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, Nangong Jie's evil thoughts shouldn't be so high.

After all, the father and daughter of the Chu family who tortured him the most are no longer alive, and all those who have wronged him have also received retribution. Who is his high evil value really for?

After yesterday's incident, Gu Jiaojiao originally suspected that he hated herself as a group of "gods", but then she thought that Nangong Jie didn't need to make false claims with her, so she dismissed that idea.

Could it be... because of that bowl of poison?

It is a shame and a shame for any man to be inhumane, let alone he is still the Emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme. It's just that she doesn't know medical skills, so she can't cure her hidden diseases.

Feeling that Nangong Jie let go of herself, Gu Jiaojiao quickly stopped the wild thoughts in her head, she looked at him with a smile on her face, all the thousands of Jiaohua became the foil
"When you see widows in the future, can it be like this now?"

"How?"

Gu Jiaojiao blinked her eyes twice quickly, isn't her attitude always good, what else is he dissatisfied with?
Nangong Jie stroked Gu Jiaojiao's brow, adding a bit of sadness to her expression.

"The widow can feel it. Every time you see the widow, you are always reluctant in your heart."

The smile on the corners of Gu Jiaojiao's lips froze for a moment, he was indeed right, and she was indeed a little unhappy to see him.

She thought she had hidden it well enough, but she didn't expect that the other party would still find out the clues.

"You put me in a cage, and now you blame me, shouldn't you have resentment in your heart?"

Gu Jiaojiao took two steps back, turning her face away from the man in front of her.

"Taxue hasn't made a tour so far, the widow is afraid that you will be like it."

Nangong Jie tried to justify his behavior, but Gu Jiaojiao heard his sophistry, she stopped glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, and walked towards the pavilion on the right.

"Didn't you say before that if the cat came back, you would strangle it to death with your own hands?"

"How can a joke be taken seriously?"

Nangong Jie rubbed his nose, followed behind Gu Jiaojiao, not letting her go two steps away from him.

"People's hearts are separated from each other, and I don't have the ability to read minds. Who knows whether your words are true or false."

Nangong Jie smiled, fingers wrapped around the tassels hanging from her cuffs.

"You don't have half a spell now?"

"As long as I still have one percent of my previous spells, do you think I will let you lock me up?"

Gu Jiaojiao glanced at Nangong Jie, and her lies became more and more fluent.

After repeating it so many times, even she herself was almost convinced that she was a fairy.

"So, you are no different from ordinary people now, except for that method, you have no way to leave the palace."

Nangong Jie's eyes flashed. After that time last night, he tried again while Gu Jiaojiao was asleep. Sure enough, three hours later, her body glowed white again.

Only then did Nangong Jie firmly believe it.

Gu Jiaojiao looked at the two shadows on the ground, one long and one short, hesitated for a while, then nodded almost invisible.

Nangong Jie saw that his guess was confirmed, his eyes were bent, and most of the uneasiness that had been shrouded in his heart dissipated.

Gu Jiaojiao didn't want to go back, so Nangong Jie didn't urge her, and sat with her in the gazebo, watching the fish in the water play and play.

"If the widow doesn't lock you, you won't be angry when you see the widow, right?"

"Naturally then."

Gu Jiaojiao held her chin in her hands and smiled like a flower, her eyes reflected the warm sun, making people want to get closer involuntarily.

She is really very satisfying.

The corners of Nangong Jie's mouth unconsciously brought a smile. The wind blew up the two people's hair and entangled them. The two people who were not far away seemed more and more intimate.

Gu Jiaojiao caught a glimpse of Nangong Jie's smile and quickly shifted her gaze away.

She can't be fooled by this perverted appearance, she looks harmless to humans and animals, but she is doing some unconscionable things.

It was not until evening that Gu Jiaojiao proposed to return. After returning to Chenglu Palace, Nangong Jie did not lock her again.

Gu Jiaojiao was overjoyed, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Nangong Jie, "Have a sip of tea to moisten your throat."

Nangong Jie glanced at her tender white fingers pinching the porcelain cup, but didn't take it, and leaned over to hold her red lips.

After tossing and turning for a long time, I finally let go.

"This will quench your thirst."

Gu Jiaojiao blushed when she heard the man's laughing voice.

The little pervert is quite seductive.

Seeing the red glow on her cheeks, Nangong Jie suddenly became interested, "Jiaojiao, I will draw a portrait of you."

When Nangong Jie said this, Gu Jiaojiao immediately remembered the erotic picture that he hadn't finished painting because of his destruction, with black lines all over her head.

She had to find a chance to tear up the painting, otherwise, she would always feel awkward.

"No, no, I don't like being painted."

Gu Jiaojiao repeatedly rejected the other party's "good intentions", and hid away by using the reason of putting the cup back.

Seeing that Gu Jiaojiao was really resistant, Nangong Jie had no choice but to give up that idea.

During the meal, Gu Jiaojiao pretended to casually mention the matter of Xiu Nu.

"It's a waste of time and money to draft girls across the country. You can find them in the cities around the capital. Don't mobilize so many teachers."

"The widow will no longer order draft girls."

Nangong Jie picked up a seasonal vegetable for Gu Jiaojiao, seeing her eat it, the corners of her lips widened.

"Why... this is very good. If the people know about it, they will definitely be grateful to you."

Gu Jiaojiao abruptly changed the subject, but fortunately, Nangong Jie's recent evil deeds were only aimed at court officials and palace people, and the common people were kept in the dark, not knowing that their majesty was a demon in human skin.

Nangong Jie twitched the corners of his mouth ironically, but did not express any opinion on Gu Jiaojiao's words.

Gu Jiaojiao lost the desire to eat, and stirred the white fungus and lotus seed soup in the bowl with a silver spoon.

"You have no one in the harem. If you don't draft, you will be criticized. Besides, you also need an heir to inherit the throne."

Gu Jiaojiao didn't intend to sprinkle salt on Nangong Jie's wounds, but he was an emperor after all, and his every move was watched by countless people, let alone such a big event as an heir.

Nangong Jie snorted coldly, "Whoever dares to talk about it will have their tongues pulled out."

"Didn't you say that you promised me to be a wise king before, why did you want to kill someone in the blink of an eye?"

Gu Jiaojiao's tone was teasing. Throughout the ages, she had never seen a Mingjun who was thinking about killing people all day long.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, it's really boring to be a Mingjun."

Nangong Jie had already lost his appetite, so he threw his chopsticks on the table, his face darkened and he didn't know what to think.

Seeing him like this, Gu Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows maliciously, "You can still draft, there are so many women in the world, it's not up to you to choose."

(End of this chapter)