After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Qi Jing's hair is like a child's hair, thin and soft, like the tender feathers under the wings of a baby bird, it is soft and slippery when it touches the palm of your hand.

Yan Zhilan stared blankly at his fingertips, which seemed to still have the soft touch of Qi Jing's fluff.

When he was lost in thought, his body sank suddenly, and Qi Jing put one leg on his body.

Yan Zhilan came back to his senses, gently curled up his legs, and carefully pulled them out from under his legs.Before he breathed a sigh of relief, Qi Jing suddenly turned over and lay on his side, facing him directly, with one hand on his waist again.

Yan Zhilan froze, and when he was about to push him away, he heard the other party suddenly and mysteriously let out a soft "shh--".

His heart suddenly trembled, the matter of the phantom spirit stone came first, at this moment he naturally thought that Qi Jing had discovered something again, his body stiffened and he held his breath, he let Qi Jing hold him motionless, and at the same time quietly released the spirit stone. Force detection of surrounding conditions.

However, when he released his divine sense and carefully inspected everything inside and outside the hall, he realized——

Nothing at all?

Yan Zhilan was deeply puzzled. It is true that Qi Jing's cultivation level is higher than his, but his own cultivation level is not too bad. He can be regarded as the leader of the younger generation. In other words, it's an easy task.

What's more, after these few months of practice, my cultivation base has improved a lot, and I won't necessarily be worse than Qi Jing in the future.The only difference between them is the training time.

It's not that he is conceited, but that he really and clearly feels that this life is different from the previous life, and that his own core in this life is much stronger than his own at this time in the previous life.

Although it may be far behind the unfathomable Qi Jing.But he is confident that in time, he will definitely be as good as Qi Jing, and even surpass Qi Jing.

But...why, no abnormality can be detected?

Yan Zhilan searched again, but still found nothing.

The hall was peaceful, without the slightest sign of fluctuations in spiritual power.

He withdrew his spiritual power, Qi Jing's hairy head rested on his right shoulder, and the warm breath fluttered on the side of his neck, a little itchy.

After Qi Jing hissed that sound, there was no further movement.

Yan Zhilan moved uncomfortably, but his waist suddenly tightened. Qi Jing retracted his arms around his waist, and muttered in doubt: "Eh? Why are you suddenly taller than me?"

Yan Zhilan didn't understand why, he didn't know what he meant, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Qi Jing rubbed against his shoulder and said stickily, "I like you too, Qing Xing."

When Yan Zhilan heard this, his face darkened suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and popped out a few words: "Shameless!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed the person aside without any hesitation, and when Qi Jing was about to turn over and come to this side again, he called out the Spirit Sword Seven Stars quickly and placed them between them.

He has already understood at this moment, where is there any change? !It was clearly Qi Jing who was talking in his sleep and molesting the girl!

If he remembered correctly, the girl named "Qing Xing" in Qi Jing's mouth should be the one who just entered the palace to serve Qi Jing some time ago.

That girl has delicate features and delicate features, and she speaks in a soft voice, so Qi Jing likes it very much.

Almost the first time he saw a person, Qi Jing's eyes lit up, and he leaned over to talk to him with a playful smile.

He has always been like this, when he sees a maidservant who looks better, he will go up to talk to her.Although Yan Zhilan was a little uncomfortable with it, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

After all, not everyone can be like the Yan family, self-restraining and keeping the etiquette, the only one in life.

The reason why he had a deep impression of the name Qing Xing was because in the first few days when Qing Xing came here, Qi Jing would always find a reason to pull him along every night before going to bed, and chattered endlessly about how good and terrible Qing Xing was. Man, his ears were calloused when he heard it, and he remembered it.

But for a few days, Miss Qingxing was sick and couldn't come to serve her again, which caused Qi Jing to sigh and sigh for a few days.

However, when the girl named Zi Ling came, Qi Jing immediately came back to life, smiling brightly to tease Zi Ling.

……

Yan Zhilan knows that people have their own ambitions, and it is not easy to interfere.He secretly made up his mind to leave the palace as soon as the injury healed.Out of sight, out of mind, stay away from this muddy water.

He closed his eyes to rest, and didn't see Qi Jing falling asleep and rolling towards him again.

Qi Jing's whole body spread out into a "big" character, and the tip of his outstretched fingers could touch Qixing. Qixing instantly erected a barrier, firmly isolating people inside the bed, and never crossing the boundary.

Qi Jing turned over without knowing it, and bumped into the barrier of the seven stars, only to hear a "bang", Yan Zhilan opened his eyes suddenly.

Qi Jing jumped up from the bed with an "ouch", sat on the bed with his nose covered in red, and looked around blankly: "Who hit me?"

Yan Zhilan looked at him with a complex expression, and felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness towards Qi Jing. He had never seen such...a smart and stupid person...

Qi Jing grinned at him in a daze, and hummed in a strong nasal voice: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yan Zhilan to reply, he fell into the quilt and closed his eyes again.

Yan Zhilan remained silent.

However, at the next moment, a pair of hands stretched out from under the quilt in front of him, groping around on the bed, as if looking for something.

Just when Yan Zhilan couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but want to ask him what he was looking for, he found a pillow from nowhere, hugged the pillow contentedly, smacked his lips and tilted his head and fell asleep up.

Yan Zhilan: "..."

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Early the next morning.

Yan Zhilan woke up earlier than Qi Jing, and when Qi Jing opened his eyes, Yan Zhilan was already dressed.

Qi Jing touched the big bump on his forehead, grinned in pain, and asked Yan Zhilan, "Did you hit me while I was asleep?"

Yan Zhilan didn't even give him a look, she straightened up her appearance and got out of bed to wash up.

Qi Jing sat cross-legged on the bed, scratching her head, feeling that she must have wronged him.

For a gentleman like Yan Zhilan, if he has a grudge, he will report it on the spot. He will not and will not bother to play tricks behind his back.

Who is that?

When he wakes up, he has a headache and a noseache. It can't be because he fell asleep and hit the wall, right?

In fact, his first reaction was the seven-star barrier of the spirit sword, but he clearly remembered that Yan Zhilan put away the seven stars before going to bed. Based on his understanding of Yan Zhilan, Yan Zhilan doesn't seem like the kind of person who backtracks on what he says and doesn't believe what he says. man!

However, he obviously automatically ignored Yan Zhilan and did not promise him, but he thought that the other party had acquiesced in his own wishful thinking.

Qi Jing couldn't figure it out, covered his head and got out of bed, and asked someone to get ice cubes to reduce the swelling.

He pressed the ice cubes on his forehead with one hand, and put vegetables into his mouth with the other hand. He kept talking while eating, and said to Zi Ling next to him: "Zi Ling's purple dress today is very beautiful. It suits you well." you."

Zi Ling is different from Qing Xing, she is younger and has a lively temper, she giggled when she heard this, a red cloud flew up on her face, and shyly said: "Your Majesty is making fun of slaves again."

"Where is there? I never lie." Qi Jing swallowed the food in his mouth, and said with a smile, "Zi Ling Zi Ling, shouldn't it be matched with purple clothes? The clothes are beautiful, and the person is also watery. If you don't believe me, ask Yan Zhi Lan, isn't it?"

While talking, he winked at Yan Zhilan, trying to get him to agree with him.

Yan Zhilan acted as if he had never heard of it, and ate by himself in a leisurely manner.

Zi Ling took a quick look at Yan Zhilan, her smile dimmed, she pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "I don't dare."

When she first came here, she was told thousands of times that she would rather offend the emperor than offend Lord Yan.Your Majesty has a gentle temper and is easy to serve, but this Lord Yan is very cold-tempered, and your Majesty protects him tightly, if you make him angry, the consequences will be more serious than if you make your Majesty angry.

Seeing Yan Zhilan ignoring him, Qi Jing felt bored, finished his breakfast, and prepared to go out for a walk.

He still has lingering fears about the riot in the Jinhua Palace yesterday, and the phantom spirit stone last night, he must find someone to find out what happened as soon as possible.

It's just that Fuyou came in with a gloomy expression before his foot stepped out of the palace gate.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Qi Jing asked concerned: "Uncle You is not feeling well?"

Fuyou looked at him and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, Qing Xing is dead."