The villain master got pregnant after being whitewashed [Transmigration Book]

"Master, are you jealous?"

Ye Ling was taken aback by the youth's straightforwardness.

The hands around his waist were still shaky, and Ye Ling couldn't break free for a moment, his jaw slightly raised, under the moonlight, he was forced to see the stars flickering in the young man's red pupils, and there was an undeniable violent heartbeat in his chest; The taciturn person three years ago was almost a different person, with less jerkyness that he was ashamed to express, and more aggression that he couldn't refuse.

During Ye Ling's deep sleep, the young man understood words and emotions to the extreme, and was able to react quickly according to his attitude, firmly grasping the fragile and soft parts of his character, so that he could not understand the relationship in this unclear relationship. In the process, the initiative can never be fully grasped.

This kind of intrusive possession is not what Ye Ling is used to, so he is forced to make choices again and again, repeatedly confirming the weight of youth in his heart amidst doubts.

Unlike everyone else, the young man will be tough and determined to have him stand behind him, and will come from a long distance, bury his head in his neck in embarrassment, and try his best to keep him by his side.

Ye Ling couldn't forget the temperature of those tears, which could easily burn him even through several layers of clothing.

During this period of time, he felt powerless more than once, wanted to escape, and even got annoyed for a while, but every time the young man looked down at him intently, smiled and narrowed his eyes, Ye Ling clearly felt the feeling called " joy" mood.

The powerful beating in the chest can never lie.

So he became angry under Yu Lian's accusation, and he was ashamed of the young man's absurd behavior but never left. Even with Si Yao's disapproving attitude, he tried to agree to the request of the Demon Realm celebration by pretending to be stupid.

...jealous?

Ye Ling looked at herself reflected in Jing Xi's eyes, and was sure that the person in the young man's eyes was herself, but she couldn't be sure whether the person in the young man's eyes was him.

So he retreated and retreated.

The young man didn't speak, and pulled Ye Ling away; there was a wooden house not far from the lake where the two of them were staying. Looking at the light gray layer on the steps, it seemed that no one had been there for a while.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and Ye Ling looked at the empty room full of paintings covered by black cloth, and glanced at Jing Xi with some doubts.

Letting go of Ye Ling's hand, the young man came to the painting without saying a word, and lifted the black cloth on the painting one by one.

There are hundreds of ink paintings, only one of him is painted.

Ye Ling looked over one by one from the left, and his heart was extremely shocked; the bottom right of all the paintings recorded the date in detail, not the original body three years ago, these paintings were all within a month after he wore the book, either smiling or silent look like.

At that moment, Ye Ling admitted that he felt the humble and vile happiness. On the one hand, he enjoyed the benefits brought by his original body in vain, but on the other hand, he hoped that the person Jing Xi would fall in love with was himself.

But he doesn't want to do this anymore, even if it attracts a lot of anger, he still wants to truly live in the light, instead of being someone else's shadow forever.

"Jing Xi, actually I'm not—"

"Master, never doubt yourself," the young man surrounded him with a warm and strong embrace, holding the back of his head firmly with his left hand, and buried Ye Ling in his arms, "Leave everything to me, okay?"

With such a tight embrace, Ye Ling heard Jing Xi whispering in his ear:

"Two years ago, my disciple escaped from the summit of the demon collar and fell into a lake with serious injuries. Azhu, who happened to be passing by downstream, rescued me."

"Ah Zhu is a very good painter. At that time, the disciple hadn't seen the master for a long time. He was afraid that he would forget it after a long time, so he begged him to draw the appearance of the master over and over again."

Before the words fell, Ye Ling frowned and looked up at him, forgetting for a moment that he was entangled, "Then you brought me to Manchun Courtyard tonight, is that on purpose?"

"Student, how dare you?" Jing Xi smiled bitterly, with a hint of pity in his eyes, "I just wanted to bring Master to this wooden house to look at the paintings, and then I went to Azhu to ask about the whereabouts of the black robe."

"Why are you still looking for a black robe?"

Jing Xi dodged her eyes and looked away, "It is well known in the world that the devil emperor cooperated with the black robe; his physical body has been destroyed by me, but his spiritual consciousness has not been eradicated; if the black robe is willing to help him, the devil emperor will be able to find him." Those who give up will definitely make a comeback at that time, we can't sit still and wait for death."

Speaking of the black robe, it stands to reason that Ye Ling should be hostile to him, but after the last meeting, he couldn't use the word "disgust" to describe his feeling towards him anyway.

What's more, Heipao never did anything to hurt Ye Ling from beginning to end, and even handed over the wick to him unconditionally.

"Heipao's attitude towards me is very strange." Ye Ling looked up at Jing Xi, who was frowning, "Even if he wanted me to leave you, he didn't make a mandatory request."

In the book, he only knows that after Jingxi became the overlord, the rest of the time was fighting openly and secretly with the dark guards led by Heipao, but he didn't know what kind of enmity between the two, and Heipao even refused to let go of this life Jing Xi.

And the suspicious third-person perspective in the memory stick...

"Master, it's too late today, why don't we just spend the night here."

While speaking, Jing Xi was already lying down on the straw bed in the side sleeper, with her left hand resting on her head, her right arm stretched out, and she looked at Ye Ling as if she was silently inviting her.

The two of them had already done what they should and shouldn't do, and they still took the initiative; but when Ye Ling looked at the bright eyes of the young man, he still felt a little nervous; he stood there for a while, looking at the bed. It was so small that there was no place to sleep around, so I gritted my back teeth, walked beside the bed and lay down directly.

As soon as his head touched his arm, the young man suddenly turned sideways. The distance between the two was only an inch or two, and each other's warm breath fell on each other's cheeks.

Jing Xi wrapped Ye Ling tightly with a wide cloak, and her left hand fell on her waist to hug him; she rubbed against Ye Ling, the young man closed his eyes, and murmured: "Master, do you still remember?" , when I was young, whenever I was afraid of the cold, you hugged me like this."

"You said that two people should hug each other to sleep so that they won't be cold."

"You weren't willing back then," Ye Ling snorted involuntarily when he heard that, "you escaped in the middle of the night."

After speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, this was clearly something he had never experienced before, why he could blurt it out so naturally.

The young man didn't notice it, he just hugged him quietly, and after a while the two fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Ling was worried, seeing that Jingxi was fine the next day, the two decided to go back to Xuanqingzong to have a look.

The young man stood in front of the mountain gate for a long time, not daring to take a step forward, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Ye Ling stood aside and looked at him silently. Si Yao once told him that Jing Xi had never stepped into the Xuanqing Sect since she fell into a coma. On high nights, when no one was there, he knelt silently outside the door all night.

But for a long time the mountain gate was wide open, accompanied by the sound of disciples' morning exercises coming from the school grounds, a young man with broad shoulders and narrow waist came down the steps.

Coming to the two of them, Yun Xi first saluted Ye Ling, then stretched out his fist and punched Jing Xi's shoulder hard, and smiled with raised lips, "You're finally back."

Jing Xi smiled slightly, but did not speak.

It was still early, and Si Yao was discussing matters with the elders in the conference hall, so Ye Ling went directly to Chu Yunfeng to wait for him, leaving the two juniors in the school grounds to catch up.

"Don't blame my master, he really loves Shuangyue Xianzun."

Handing Jingxi a cup of herbal tea, Yunxi leaned against the tall jade platform, looked at the younger brothers who were seriously practicing in front of him, and said seriously again, "Besides, he didn't deliberately make things difficult for you in those two years."

"You do have to pay for what you did."

"I know, I can still understand these rights and wrongs," Jing Xi held the teacup in his hands, and the scorching sun was dazzling, so he narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned to look at Yunxi after a while, "Yunxi, I have been there a few days ago It's the top of the Tianshan Mountain."

"I heard that there are quite a few people who scold you." Leaning against Yushi, the young man closed his narrow eyes and spoke calmly as if talking about other people's affairs, "Why, you saw my cheap father."

Jing Xi was silent.

The second human prince Qingqiu lost his son more than 20 years ago, and caused a commotion in the four worlds; different from the demons who later calmed down, the second prince almost risked his life, regardless of everyone's obstruction, and did not hesitate to turn the world over again , but also to find his lost son.

Although neither Jingxi nor Yunxi saw the scene with their own eyes, they heard from the later storyteller that Qingqiu couldn't find his beloved after his triumphant return. Finally, in a smelly and dilapidated slum, he found the love he had left for his beloved. token of the person.

The kind-hearted mother-in-law told him that someone who lived here left him a boy with a birthmark on his waist, and he was thrown into the lake, but the child was nowhere to be found.

The body structure of intersex people is different from that of ordinary people. With Yunxi's intelligence and easily found evidence, it is not difficult for him to know his identity.

"Then you decided to stay here forever?"

The two can be regarded as friends who have known each other for more than ten years. Jing Xi knows that although Yunxi is acting like a fool all day long, he is not a person with no ambitions. His choice is almost self-defeating, and there must be unspeakable difficulties. .

"Otherwise?" The young man closed his long and narrow eyes, and smiled indifferently, "If I am promoted to the position of Immortal Governor, or return to the royal family to inherit the title, I will never be the same in the future, and have no scruples about my master. eccentric."

"Man, no matter how strong you are in this life, once you have a weakness, you will never be invincible."

There are many words and many things that don't need to be pointed out between the two of you. Jing Xi tilted her head and looked at him quietly. When she saw someone suddenly opened her eyes, she asked with a narrow smile:

"What about you? You are now the dominant overlord, and you are like my little follower. Wherever the Frost Moon Immortal Venerable goes, you will follow."

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

"I don't know when the devil emperor's spiritual consciousness will wake up, and the black-robed forces have been active in the human and demon races recently." Jing Xi took out a beautifully carved wooden plaque from her arms and handed it to Yun Xi, "There is me next to the Xuanqing sect." The army is stationed here, and I will explain it to you in the next two days, and if there is a need, I will go and order it with a wooden sign."

Yugong, Jingxi didn't want the power of the black robe to infiltrate into the Xuanqingzong, so that he could be in a dilemma; in private, during the two years when Ye Ling was in a coma, every month when he came to worship in front of the mountain gate, Yunxi would secretly ask someone to send him A note, which recorded Ye Ling's physical condition in detail, so that he could survive the next month.

It would be a lie to say no gratitude.

The door of the conference hall was pushed open, and the two went forward together, Jing Xi left the last sentence to Yun Xi, "Yun Xi, you think the best way to protect him is not necessarily what he wants, you have time , might as well ask him what he thinks."