The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

After a while of dizziness, Jiang Zhuo found that he was actually swept into a slightly empty area.

There are fine peach blossom petals under the feet, the soil is soft, and there are only a few sparse peach trees around.

There was even a branch of a peach tree that hung low and frivolously stretched out in front of him.

Jiang Zhuo frowned in astonishment, looking around, the group of officials had disappeared, and there was no other scene around him except this damn peach tree and peach forest.

Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but took two steps in a random direction.

But just as he settled down, he felt another gust of cool wind encircling his waist and pressing against a thicker peach tree in the forest.

Jiang Zhuo's eyes widened immediately, if he still can't guess who did it, then he has no brains.

Sure enough, the second he was pushed against the tree trunk, he felt a cold breath approaching his ears.

Immediately afterwards, the root of the ear was gently contained in the other's lips.

"Little Emperor," the other party's low and charming voice was vague, "Do you want to choose a concubine?"

Jiang Zhuo was suddenly bitten on a sensitive part, his body trembled suddenly, and he let out a low hum.

He frowned gracefully, resisted and gritted his teeth: "You bastard, what are you going to do?"

The opponent didn't allow him to struggle, and the cold breath pressed him even harder against the peach tree.

The tone was hoarse and threatening, "Answer, little emperor, are you going to choose a concubine?"

As he asked, his invisible fingers were still sticking in from the hem of the wide imperial robe.

Jiang Zhuo couldn't help clenching his teeth, turned his face away, and snorted provocatively: "So what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding temperature suddenly became colder and colder, causing Jiang Zhuo to lick his slightly dry lips involuntarily.

And then, the coldness also grazed his lips, causing Jiang Zhuo to cry out in pain.

The tone of the evil god did not sound pleasant: "Then I can only make the emperor inhumane."

After finishing speaking, the fingertips that turned into the cold mist fiddled with the lower hem of the robe a few times.

"What did you say?" Jiang Zhuo couldn't help shrinking, and his thick and slender eyelashes trembled unavoidably

...He doesn't know if this guy's threats are true or not. If this guy is a master of what he says, then he will be cold.

Sensing the young man's slight weakness, the evil god did not let him go immediately, but oppressed the little emperor pressed against the tree trunk even deeper.

"Don't understand?" The evil god's voice was low, and the cold mist penetrated through the brocade belt around Jiang Zhuo's waist, and got into Jiang Zhuo's underwear, sticking to his sensitive skin.

Jiang Zhuo couldn't help pushing his back against the tree, and his white Adam's apple rolled slightly.

It took a while before he succumbed and said, "Understood."

The evil god could barely let it go, and retreated a little.

Jiang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to open his mouth vigorously, telling him to send him back quickly, the other party invisibly pinched his chin, lifted it up, and kissed him hard.

As usual, the coldness took over the inside of his mouth in an instant.

I even get a sudden brush from time to time.

This perverted invisible monster god,

Jiang Zhuo cursed secretly in his heart, but his delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

If anyone saw this scene, they would be amazed why the noble emperor was trapped by the tree, as if he was tightly shackled by invisible chains.

And that slightly frivolous, low-hanging peach branch happened to block Jiang Zhuo's eyes from the side.

One could only see from under the peach branch that the young emperor's thin lips were half open, as if his mouth was filled with something, and he had to do so, unable to close it.

A little of the crystal is stained on the upper lip, and the beautiful color is set off by the peach blossoms in full bloom, full of spring.

It looks extremely obscene.

Jiang Zhuo was so kissed that he couldn't help panting, he tried to bite the other person hard, but what occupied his mouth, at that moment, the real lips and tongue transformed into illusory cold mist.

It made him bite the bullet.

Jiang Zhuo couldn't help being startled, and forgot to blink his eyelashes covered with wetness.

Jiang Zhuo was a little uncertain about what kind of existence the other party was.

At last he was let go, Jiang Zhuo's chest heaved violently, and suddenly he heard panic calls one after another from the peach forest behind him.

"emperor!"

"Your Majesty! Where are you, Your Majesty!"

Hearing the voices of the group of people getting closer, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but panic for a moment.

He pushed the invisible suppression in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Let me go."

The evil god was unmoved, "Why, let your courtiers take a look at this appearance, isn't it good?"

"Of course not." Jiang Zhuo retorted bitterly.

"Does the emperor still choose a concubine?"

The invisible evil god seemed to be attached to his ear, and said in a low voice.

Jiang Zhuo really wanted to be provocative again, but because the voices of the group of people were getting louder and closer, he had to squeeze his lips tightly, and squeezed out from between his teeth after a moment: "I don't choose, let go .”

Only then did a low, careless laugh sound in his ear, with some petting in it wantonly, "That's good, be my man."

The officials searched and searched, and finally saw their sage coming out from behind the strongest peach tree with a face full of impatience and subtlety.

A group of people hurriedly rushed to sumo wrestling, each with a thankful expression for surviving the catastrophe.

Half kneeling at the height of the hem of Jiang Zhuohuang's robe, he kept booing and asking for warmth.

Jiang Zhuo's mouth was still numb and soft, and he was unable to speak. Seeing this, he just waved his hand lazily to get the officials to stand up.

However, he also noticed with sharp eyes that among the group of people, only Wei Li's eyes showed a moment of regret.

It seems to be a pity that he is still alive.

After Jiang Zhuo saw it, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows.

He calmed down for two seconds, and then said to the terrified and puzzled ministers: "Don't worry, dear friends, go back to the temple."

But there were still people who couldn't help being curious, and Jiang Zhuo showed a slightly unspeakable dignified expression.

The solemn expression made one couldn't help but associate it with the power of gods and Buddhas.

Someone thought of the rumor that the emperor fell from the [-]-foot-long rain-prayer platform, which had been widely circulated before, but was unscathed.

I couldn't help but silently respect the little emperor even more in my heart.

Wei Li, who was among the officials, noticed the subtle atmosphere, lowered his head, and couldn't help frowning his thick eyebrows, with dissatisfaction and sternness in his eyes.

If Jiang Zhuo was really blessed by God, it would be very difficult to do it directly.

- walk back.

After thinking about it, Wei Li decided to start with the draft.

——The little emperor is most curious about female sex, as long as they arrange a few beautiful women in advance, enter the palace, and after being supported and favored, they will naturally be able to indirectly control the little emperor's every move.

But that's not enough.

Wei Li thought to himself all the way, squinting his shrewd eyes, if it is true that the emperor cannot be killed for the time being, then his heirs can be used as well.

As long as he puts his own child in at that time, the throne and the world will be his sooner or later

Thinking of this, when he was about to reach the backyard of Pukong Temple, Wei Li asked in a soft voice with concern in front of the officials:

"Your Majesty, what about the previous draft, do you think?"

Jiang Zhuo glanced at him upon hearing this.

Why did this person suddenly become interested in this?

I don't know why for the time being, Jiang Zhuo didn't bother to speculate, just when he opened his lips and was about to open his mouth, he felt a threat in his ears, and a sudden chill passed by.The auricles are numb and numb.

Jiang Zhuo stopped in his tracks for a moment, his pupils widened almost imperceptibly.

The fingertips in the long sleeves were all curled up, so he frowned and said back to Wei Li:

"Nowadays it's hard for the country and the people to live in peace. I don't have that kind of intention. Let's talk about it later."

After speaking, he returned to his room.

Wei Li and the others stood behind him in a daze - when did the little emperor work so conscientiously?

into the night.

Wei Li sneaked out of the room, wearing dark regular clothes, with a secretive expression.

Since drafting doesn't work, he might as well take a risk to see if there is really a god protecting Jiang Zhuo.

When having dinner, he purposely walked around to the kitchen, and poured some medicinal powder into Jiang Zhuo's meal that could make people sleep peacefully.

Silently ready to sow hay, Wei Li lit it in the least conspicuous place to ensure that no one saw it,

Only then cautiously went back to his bedroom.

After a while, he was satisfied to see the fire outside the window, and people gradually noticed it.

Hearing that there were more and more people outside, and people kept yelling in panic, "Get up, get out of the water", Wei Licai slowly got up and went out, as if he had just woken up.

"Master Wei! Are you all right?"

Some people are concerned.

Wei Li pretended to be shocked and shook his head: "I'm fine, what's going on? Where's the emperor?!"

When the courtier whose status was not as good as his heard it, he said with a sad face: "I don't know yet, and I haven't seen the emperor come out. No one can get in this fire."

When Wei Li heard this, he hooked his lips very lightly, and the joy was fleeting.

Then he pretended to be worried and mixed into the panicked ministers, staring at the burning room, silently sneered.

——It seems that all kinds of divine blessings are nonsense.

It must be Jiang Zhuo's trick. Today's sudden move was probably a trick.

And this moment.

In a dense forest far away from Pukong Temple, Jiang Zhuo, who was lying on a bamboo bed, just woke up leisurely.

He pressed his forehead.

After seeing the completely different scene in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

He, where is this?Dreaming?

Jiang Zhuo was not willing to pinch himself, so he got up after a long delay, looked at the elegant house exuding the fragrance of bamboo and wood, and wrinkled his fair face.

Then, he suddenly discovered that he was not wearing the dragon robe, but the pure white jacket that he wore before going to bed.

Looking at the sky, it was still dark.

So he was brought here while he was sleeping?

Jiang Zhuo immediately thought of some evil evil god.

He gritted his teeth.

In the next second, a lazy and wanton voice came from my ear:

"Your Majesty, what are you doing so unhappy? I saved you, shouldn't I promise you with my body?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Zhuo frowned.

It's convenient to tell him casually.

After Jiang Zhuo understood what was going on, he pursed his lips just now, but he still didn't have a good attitude towards this evil god.

As for the evil god, seeing the little emperor sitting on the side of the bed without opening his eyes and not saying a word, he only smiled lightly.

Determined to ask for compensation on his own:

"Okay. Now that the emperor has arrived here, let me treat you well."