After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

"Yan Zhi—"

Qi Jing suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a strange arrangement, an environment he was completely unfamiliar with, at the same time, there was a blunt pain in his back, as if someone was cutting flesh on his back with a blunt knife, Not sharp but unbearable.

Although the other person woke up, his consciousness has not returned, and he still hasn't been able to distinguish whether he is in a dream or not for a long time.

Until a voice beside him said incomparably attentively: "Your Majesty, are you awake?"

Qi Jing slowly rolled his eyeballs, followed the voice to look over, only to find a group of black people standing in the open space in front of the bed.His eyes swept over the faces of these people one by one, and they all lowered their heads in fear.

Qi Jing was at a loss: where is this?

The leader is a smiling middle-aged man. He obviously has a muscular physique, and his appearance is also very rough, but he is arty. He is wearing an indigo robe popular among literati, with a high gold crown, and his face is full of flesh. There is nothing left, people don't want to look at it after one glance.He himself still didn't feel anything wrong, seeing Qi Jing looking over, he took two steps forward and said with a smile, "What's wrong with your majesty? I'll ask the doctor to come and take a look."

As he spoke, the flesh on his cheeks trembled, which was horrible.

Qi Jing only felt the corners of his eyes twitch so hard that he was almost blind.

Gathering his mind, he raised his hand and rubbed his swollen forehead, and asked hoarsely, "You saved me? Who are you? What is this place?" People from aristocratic families.It's just that he has always been indifferent to these aristocratic families, so he doesn't deserve his name.

The smile on the middle-aged man's face froze for a moment, and then he said with a smile: "Return to your majesty, my humble minister's name is Zheng Biao, and your majesty met him when he was canonized as the head of the family some time ago."

Qi Jing paused, feeling quite embarrassed: "Oh? Really?"

Zheng Biao was not angry, and still smiled and said: "Your Majesty has a lot of things to do every day, how can you remember everything clearly? Last night, I had something important to go out, just when I saw Your Majesty was attacked by thieves and passed out. The incident happened suddenly. Your Majesty was injured too badly, and this minister didn't have time to send you back to the palace, so he boldly asked you to go back to my minister's home."

He said again: "Fortunately, Your Majesty is not seriously ill, but suffered some flesh injuries. The doctor said that it will recover after a while."

Qi Jing nodded absent-mindedly, with a little blue light from the corner of his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he grabbed Zheng Biao's hand: "Where is Yan Zhilan!" No wonder he always felt as if he had forgotten something, how could he put the most important Forgot this stubble!

It was bright outside, and it had been at least four hours since he and Yan Zhilan separated. I don't know how Yan Zhilan is doing, whether he can hold on.

Although he regretted giving the core to Yan Zhilan before, he never thought of killing him.What's more, the other party was dragged down by him so he couldn't get away. Otherwise, with Yan Zhilan's skill, although he couldn't finish killing those dead men, it would not be a problem to find someone to support him if he retreated completely.

In case something happens to Yan Zhilan...

Qi Jing didn't dare to think about it anymore, and grabbed Zheng Biao anxiously, and his hands unconsciously exerted force: "Have you guys gone to rescue Yan Zhilan yet? How is he?"

The smile on Zheng Biao's face froze, and the flesh on the back of his generous hand was pressed by Qi Jing for a few deep marks, but he didn't dare to cry out the pain, so he said cautiously: "When I met the king, the king was already Falling into a coma, obsessed and unconscious, no mention of Mr. Yan's whereabouts..."

His voice gradually quieted down, and he kept complaining. He wanted to take this opportunity to get close to Qi Jing and take advantage of the opportunity, but he didn't expect that the usually soft emperor would suddenly become ruthless, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe out.

Qi Jing's face was gloomy like a haze, and he was about to get out of bed as soon as he lifted the quilt, his eyes were blood red with anger, and he shouted: "I don't mention you, so you won't save me!"

I don't know if Yan Zhilan can hold on after so long.In case he—

Although Qi Jing knew that there was no reason for his anger, when he thought that Yan Zhilan might still be struggling and waiting for him to bring someone to rescue him, or that unfortunately he had already died...

"Pooh!"

He spat, slapped himself hard, forced himself to calm down, and comforted himself: nothing will happen.Yan Zhilan has his core in his body, if something happens, he will definitely sense it.

"Your Majesty can't do it!"

Seeing him getting up, Zheng Biao hurriedly opened his mouth to stop him, but Qi Jing had already jumped out of the bed, and he didn't feel anything when he was lying on his stomach. When his feet touched the ground, a sharp pain instantly spread from his back to his brain, which hurt him so much. He gasped again and again, his vision was blurred, and his figure was also crumbling.

Seeing this, Zheng Biao hurriedly helped him to sit down on the bed, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, don't panic, I will send someone to rescue Mr. Yan, you are injured, so you should not act rashly."

Qi Jing knew in his heart that what he said was true, and now that his rotten body was really powerless, it would be useless to go there, and he couldn't help even if he wanted to.With Zheng Biao's support, he got down on the ground again, anxious in his heart, and solemnly asked: "Thank you, Zheng Qing. Please, Zheng Qing, do your best, whether it's... or work, you must bring him back."

Zheng Biao nodded hurriedly, and asked, "Does your lord still remember the location of Young Master Yan? If you know the location of Young Master Yan, I can send someone to find it sooner."

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, last night was dark and windy, he and Yan Zhilan were forced into the puppet formation for a while, and then panicked when they fled.Looking back now, my mind is in chaos, and I can't remember where the puppet formation is.

He tried his best to search in his mind, but he couldn't think of anything because of a splitting headache. He called Chi Zhu with his mind, but Chi Zhu didn't respond, and his heart sank involuntarily.

Seeing his complexion, Zheng Biao comforted him, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't remember it. At most, it's just a little more effort." After speaking, he turned around and gave orders to the group of people standing under the bed: "Call out all the people in Zheng's residence to find the whereabouts of Mr. Yan."

Someone whispered: "Patriarch, the capital is so big, how should we search?"

Someone else echoed: "Yes, yes, the capital is so big, even if we send everyone in the Zheng residence, it will be of no avail..."

Zheng Biao's complexion was not good, and he glared at everyone: "Go as soon as you are told, where is there so much nonsense!"

Although Qi Jing knew that what these people said was true, he still found it harsh.He forced himself to suppress his anger and was about to speak.Suddenly there was a very weak voice, which made him refreshed immediately, and he looked up at the place where the voice was.

In the farthest corner of the crowd, a thin figure said timidly: "Your Majesty passed out last night in the northeast of the Zheng Mansion, and the Yan Mansion is in the east of the Zheng Mansion. northeast of Zhengfu or northwest of Zhengfu."

Qi Jing froze for a moment, followed the direction he said, quickly copied it in his mind, and found that his speculation was quite possible, so he said to Zheng Biao: "Follow the direction he said."

Zheng Biao seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he replied in a panic: "Yes, yes, I will send someone there."

Qi Jing inexplicably felt that there was something wrong with him like this, as if he was very guilty, but at the moment he was exhausted physically and mentally, and for some reason, a deep sense of sleepiness surged up, before he had time to think about it, he closed his eyes.

Zheng Biao watched him close his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please rest for a while, and I will come as soon as I go."

Qi Jing was drowsy, and waved his hand casually, signaling him to be casual.

Zheng Biao retreated lightly. Before leaving, he seemed to suppress his anger and said: "Why are you here? You haven't gone out to find someone!"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Qi Jing seemed to wake up from a dream, at one moment he felt that he was in the palace, at another moment he felt that he was in the Zheng mansion, and then he was dazed again, and he returned to the moment when he parted from Yan Zhilan, and Yan Zhilan was soaked in blood in front of him .

Qi Jing's whole body shook, and he shouted, "Yan Zhilan!"

Supported by the Seven Stars of the Spirit Sword, Yan Zhilan half-kneeled on the ground, raised his blood-stained face slightly, looked at him calmly, and said in the same flat voice as before: "Qi Jing, kill me."

Qi Jing backed away again and again in horror, shaking his head: "No, I can't..."

His voice came to an abrupt end.

Yan Zhilan seemed to have expected that he would say this a long time ago, Qixing suddenly left the ground, the sharp point of the sword pierced his chest instantly, and bright red blood sprayed all over the ground.

"I knew you wouldn't." There was a faint smile on his lips, and it was so fleeting that Qi Jing almost thought it was an illusion.

Qi Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide, and lost his voice: "Why—"

Yan Zhilan lost his support and fell limply to the ground.The Seven Star Spirit Sword wailed, burst out a burst of dazzling blue light, turned into little fragments, and fell with its owner.

Qi Jing lay on the bed with her eyes tightly closed, a line of tears streaked across her eyes.

Although he was clear in his heart and knew that this was a nightmare, his heart palpitations were endless because of the suffocating scene in the dream.

He tried his best to gather energy, trying to break free from the nightmare, and called Chi Zhu with the only sliver of clarity: "Chi Zhu! Chi Zhu!"

There was no response for a long time, and just when he was about to fall into a nightmare again, Chi Zhu's weak voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Master, are you calling me?"

Qi Jing lifted his spirits, and the unknown pressure on his body suddenly eased. He opened his eyes and looked at Chi Zhu on his wrist: "Are you injured? Why did it take so long to respond?"

Chi Zhu still looked like an ordinary bracelet, and he paused for a long time before answering him: "No."

Qi Jing didn't believe it: "Then why do you sound so weak?"

"No." Chi Zhu's voice became louder, "Master, you are out of energy, so you are a little tired listening to me?"

Qi Jing said "oh", and told it about the nightmare just now, and was extremely worried: "Do you think Yan Zhilan will be okay?"

Chi Zhu rustled and didn't know what he was doing. After a while, he comforted him: "Master, don't worry, if there is something wrong with him, you will sense it. Have you forgotten that there is a part of you in his body?"

Qi Jing's mind is still not very sharp, and it took him a long time to realize what it meant. Suddenly, his whole body became ill, and he couldn't explain it in words: "Can you stop describing it like this? What is a part of me?" It seemed that when he heard it suddenly just now, his heart stopped beating almost without being frightened.But what Chi Zhu said made him feel more at ease, at least he knew that Yan Zhilan was still alive.

"Ah?" Chi Zhu asked suspiciously, "But the truth is like this! Master, what should I say?"

Qi Jing opened his mouth and wanted to say "You can just talk about Danhe", but he was afraid that Chi Zhu, a big mouthed person, would accidentally slip up and everyone would know, so he was silent for a moment, finally compromised, and said dryly: "You can say whatever you want. Just be happy."

Chi Zhu let out an "oh" and didn't say anything more.

Qi Jing thought for a while and asked it: "Did you see who saved me?"

Although Zheng Biao said he was the one who saved him, but Qi Jing watched his words flicker and looked at other things, and instinctively felt that he was not the one who saved him.

He was seriously injured at the time, and his consciousness was not clear, he only had time to see the other party's moon white cloud boots before passing out.Just now he secretly observed that Zheng Biao was wearing a pair of dark pattern soap boots, and the size did not match. The other party's feet were not so fat, who could it be?

At first he thought that Chi Zhu would know, but the next moment he heard Chi Zhu faltering: "I... I don't know..."

Qi Jing froze for a moment: "You were not injured at that time, weren't you awake?"

Chi Zhu defended in a low voice: "I wasn't injured, but I fell into a deep sleep..."

Qi Jing frowned slightly: "Falling into a deep sleep? What's going on?"

Chi Zhu babbled, unable to utter a word for a long time, waiting for Qi Jing to be impatient, and asked again: "What's going on?"

Chi Zhu's voice was like a mosquito: "No, nothing?"

Obviously a guilty look.

Qi Jing felt that something was wrong, he squinted his eyes: "Why do I feel that you have something to hide from me?"

This time Chi Zhu returned quickly, it raised its slender body, its small head shook like a rattle and denied: "No, nothing."

Its attitude of trying to conceal it aroused Qi Jing's suspicion even more, so he lowered his voice: "Say, what's the matter?"

"T-really not, lord, master." Unexpectedly, under the tension, he also spoke fluently.

Qi Jing said with a sullen face, "I'll ask you one last time..."

"Okay, okay, I'll just say it. But I told you, master, don't be angry." Chi Zhu saw that he couldn't resist him, and was afraid of making him angry, so he had to speak the truth, "Because you are too weak, master... "

After saying that, it turned its head quickly, and patted the pillow with its tail uneasily.

Qi Jing was startled: "Am I too weak?"

Chi Zhu turned her head quietly, saw that although he was dazed, he showed no sign of anger, and felt relieved, so she explained: "Yes! I am tied to the master now, and the harm suffered by the master will be shared together. It happened to me, so I was exhausted at the time, and I automatically fell into a deep sleep to protect myself. When I woke up, I was here, so..." It looked up at Qi Jing, and whispered, "What happened in the middle? What's up, I don't know."

Qi Jing stared at it, thoughtfully: "So that's how it is."

They were talking here, and suddenly there was a loud voice outside.

Zheng Biao's thick and loud voice sounded outside: "Quick! Go and invite the best doctor!"

Qi Jing's heart skipped a beat, he struggled to get up, but was restrained by Chi Zhu: "Master!"

With only such a moment of hesitation, the door was already pushed open from the outside, Zheng Biao's figure quickly appeared at his door, Chi Zhu quickly swam back and coiled it on Qi Jing's wrist, turning it into an inconspicuous bracelet .

Qi Jing casually pulled down his sleeves a little to cover its figure, and at the same time raised his head and asked Zheng Biao, "Have you found anyone?"

Zheng Biao couldn't restrain his excitement: "Zheng lived up to the entrustment of the emperor and successfully brought Mr. Yan back."

Qi Jing hurriedly asked: "How is he? Is he seriously injured?"

A strange color flashed across Zheng Biao's face.

Qi Jing's heart skipped a beat, could it be that something happened to Yan Zhilan?

Seeing that his face was pale and his expression was in a daze, Zheng Biao hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't think too much, Mr. Yan is still alive, and I have already found a doctor to treat him."

Qi Jing suppressed his eagerness and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zheng Biao shook his head: "Mr. Yan's injuries are severe, but he is fine. When we passed by, he was still conscious, but..."

Qi Jing stared at him closely: "Just what?"

Zheng Biao hesitated and said: "For some reason, he kept yelling for us to kill him. It looks like he has lost his mind and went crazy. But don't worry, Your Majesty." Seeing that Qi Jing's face was not very good-looking, he hurriedly comforted him: "I must do my best to heal Mr. Yan..."

Qi Jing was not as optimistic as he said, a terrible thought vaguely popped up in his heart, which shocked him into a trance, so that Zheng Biao was still opening and closing his mouth in front of him, but he couldn't say a word. Did not listen.

It wasn't until Zheng Biao finished expressing his loyalty that he realized that he was absent-minded. He endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help but shouted: "Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

Qi Jing came back to his senses and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now."

Zheng Biao said: "Young Master Yan has been found, your majesty should rest assured and take good care of him."

Qi Jing gave a "hmm" and said, "This time I have to thank Zheng Qing."

Zheng Biao heard the words, the wrinkles on his face seemed to bloom with a smile: "What did your majesty say? This is the duty of a minister, and what a humble minister should do." He looked at Qi Jing's face, carefully Said: "Your Majesty, look at me..."

Qi Jing slapped his head and interrupted his words: "Oh! Look at my brain, I remembered! You are Zheng Biao, the head of the Zheng family, aren't you?"

Zheng Biao let out an "ah", his face turned green and then white, feeling that he had been busy running for so long before he remembered who he was?

Qi Jing warmly said: "Don't worry, when I return to the palace, I will definitely reward you well. Zheng Qing's savior this time should be credited with a great service."

Zheng Biao immediately put aside his dissatisfaction just now, and pretended to be humble with a happy smile: "Your Majesty is too famous, too famous."

Qi Jing poked you behind him, causing Zheng Biao to ask curiously, "Your Majesty, what are you looking for?"

Qi Jing pretended to be curious and said, "Where's that kid from before? Why didn't you come with me?"

Zheng Biao's expression froze, and he hesitated to speak: "The child's status is low, and he is very timid. I am afraid that he will offend the emperor, so..."

"It doesn't matter," Qi Jing interrupted him with a smile, "I think that kid is very smart, and he is at least half of the credit for successfully rescuing Yan Zhilan. Call him over, I want to see him."

Zheng Biao's complexion changed again and again, and finally, under Qi Jing's earnest gaze, he whispered: "Yes, I will go find him now."

After saying that, he strode towards the door.

Qi Jing stared at his figure, the smile on his face gradually faded.

His mind was in a state of confusion before, and he couldn't think of it.After he calmed down, he realized that this Zheng Biao was the Patriarch of the Zheng family who had been rewarded in the palace a few days ago.

The Zheng family entered the Tao with martial arts, and all the children in the family have extraordinary skills. Zheng Jue, the eldest son of the Zheng family, is even more heroic. He followed the elders in the family to fight the enemy on the battlefield at a young age, and made great military exploits. He is a rare young talent in the family.

It stands to reason that a tiger father has no dogs, and Zheng Jue is so good, his father Zheng Biao should not be much worse.

But in fact, Zheng Biao and Zheng Jue are completely different people.Zheng Biaosheng's hulking back and waist did not inherit the Zheng family's martial arts genes, his roots were very average, and his cultivation was naturally not much better.Coupled with being merciful, if it weren't for the fact that the mistress of the Zheng family and Zheng Jue's biological mother had a strong and domineering family background, so that he didn't dare to take concubines blatantly, I'm afraid Zheng Jue's younger siblings would have circled around the Zheng family several times .

Zheng Biao has no skills, but his luck is surprisingly good.

Originally, it was not his turn to be the Patriarch of the Zheng family, but something happened unexpectedly. The blood of the Zheng family of his generation had fought bloody battles in the frontier wars in the past few years, and all of them died cleanly.Only Zheng Biao.Because of the lack of spiritual power that day, he fell behind the team, and he came back with his life.

The old gentleman loved the loyalty of the Zheng family, so he personally appointed Zheng Biao as the head of the Zheng family.Jinkou Yuyan, even the elders of Zheng's family can only feel that the fate is unfair. How can this man's spiritual power and appearance be unable to pick out a good Zheng Biao as the head of the family. Fortunately, Zheng Biao has a promising son——Zheng Jue, They had no choice but to comfort each other secretly, waiting for Zheng Jue to take over the position of Patriarch.

By mistake, the head of the Zheng family fell on Zheng Biao.

Qi Jing didn't have a good impression of this kind of person who showed affection everywhere and was not specific in his feelings, so when he mentioned that he wanted to see that child, it was just a few perfunctory words.

Unexpectedly, in just a moment, Zheng Biao really led the child over.

Qi Jing coughed and said to Zheng Biao: "Zheng Qing has worked hard today, let's go down and rest first. It's good to have this child here to serve you."

Zheng Biao didn't know that he was deliberately chasing people away, so he swallowed and said: "Yes." He turned around and called the skinny little child to come forward, and said sharply, "You stay and wait on you, what should you say? Say, watch your head."

The child lowered his head, unconsciously twisted the corners of his clothes with his fingers, and said submissively: "Yes, I wrote it down."

After Zheng Biao had finished reprimanding him, he turned around and smiled respectfully at Qi Jing, "Then I will take my leave first."

Qi Jing gave a faint "hmm", half-closed his eyes to rest his mind, until he heard Zheng Biao's footsteps going away, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the awkward child standing by the bed, and a picture flashed in his mind, which was similar to The figure of the child in front of him gradually overlapped.

He yawned and said vaguely: "I remember you, your name is Zheng..."

Zheng what is it?Qi Jing hammered his head with his hands twice in distress, why couldn't he remember what he said?

The child quickly looked up at him, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.It's just that Qi Jing was immersed in hard thinking and didn't see it.

He stood respectfully with his head bowed, and said in a low voice, "Return to Your Majesty, the younger one's name is Zheng Zheng."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, Qi Jing's Cheat Finger has not been developed in this chapter, there must be one in the next chapter!

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