After dressing as a tyrant and cheap dad, I got pregnant with his cub

"Protect the Empress! Protect the Empress!"

Song Yan was woken up by a burst of panic screaming, and the first conscious feeling was that his whole body hurt.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eyes was the thick grass in the night, and from the gaps in the grass, he could vaguely see the lights and many figures in ancient costumes flickering.

The last memory in Song Yan's mind was the crashing sound of the plane. He thought he would die, but looking at the current situation, he didn't die?Which crew might have fallen into it?

"The Ai family is your queen mother, if you dare to kill the Ai family, you will be scolded and accused by the world!"

All he could hear was a trembling female voice who was clearly terrified but forced to be calm, breaking through the noise.

"Heh, the scolding and accusations of the world? Do you think Gu will care?"

Between the boy and the man, a cold, stern, magnetic and arrogant male voice sounded, his tone full of contempt.

Song Yan was in a good mood for surviving a catastrophe. Hearing the sound, he couldn't help but follow the comments in his heart. It's not bad. The actress knew that she was a little old when she heard the sound. The voice was obviously young, and not only was it not suppressed, but it also firmly gained the upper hand, fully embodying the imperial arrogance of being the only one who respects me and does not put the world in the eyes.With this acting skill, he decided on this drama.

"At worst, whoever scolds the orphan, the orphan will kill him. Isn't this what the mother taught the orphan?"

The arrogance of the emperor suddenly changed to a gloomy painting style, which overwhelmed the noisy noise.

Song Yan was also frightened and dumbfounded, and he realized it belatedly, no, wait, isn't this style of painting, this line, the plot novel "Tyrant" he was still chasing before the plane crashed?

This novel tells the growth history of a cute little prince to a cruel tyrant.But now this passage is obviously about the tyrant's mother, who had been dependent on him since he was a child, and was bewitched by a male pet with bad intentions. The plot of the palace annihilating it in one fell swoop.

Let's not say that this novel does not conform to the core values ​​of socialism, just say that this novel has only been serialized for a short time, and it is impossible to sell the copyright so quickly and start filming, so he has fallen into the crew?but to wear?Wearing a book?

Song Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he subconsciously wanted to get up from the grass to see clearly and confirm the situation.

"Too protective... poof—"

Song Yan watched helplessly as a tall boy in armor cut off a human head with a single knife, rolled blood and dust all the way from the pavilion halfway up the mountain to him, and stared at him intently.

Song Yan, who had just stood up, rolled his eyes and passed out softly...

Song Yan, who was asleep, had a nightmare. He dreamed of a beautiful young man whose life was like a nightmare. His mother lost his mother when he was young, and his father was an alcoholic. He had to work hard every day, and he was also beaten by his drunken father. Fortunately, he lived to be 16 years old and was selected by the eunuch who went out to find a male favorite for the queen mother. He was sold into the palace by his father for a gold. The clumsy tongue offended the queen mother, and other male pets were jealous of his youthful beauty, so he pretended to have no intention of pushing down the gazebo and fell to his death.

Dreaming here, Song Yan woke up in vain, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the dead head again, and almost fainted again from fright.

Fortunately, he persevered this time, and after the dream, he also figured out the current situation.

He really wore it in the book of the tyrant, and he was wearing one of the queen dowager's favorites that the tyrant hated so much, the one that ended up being chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs!Unfortunately, the empress dowager he wore was already cold. Fortunately, the man he wore was just sent to the palace for the first day, and few people knew him yet.

Song Yan made a decision immediately, he wanted to escape tonight while the palace was in chaos, otherwise there was only death waiting for him.

There is a lot of noise in the distance, but the surrounding area is already dark and silent. It is obvious that the tyrant has already dealt with the dead queen mother and left. Of course, Song Yan, who is a book walker, knows that the tyrant is treating the dead queen mother, the mother who has been dependent on him since childhood. There is still a trace of emotion, saying that it didn't really kill her, but other people's lives will not be so good, especially those male favorites who killed the Queen Mother.

Thinking of what would happen if he was discovered, Song Yan shuddered, not daring to delay any longer, hurriedly got up from the grass, looked down and found that the clothes he was wearing now seemed to be worn, so he ran out and met People, it is tantamount to self-reporting, silently complaining about the evil taste of the dead queen mother in my heart, endured the fear and ran outside to pick up a suit of clothes from the corpse of the little eunuch to change, and then hurried to the back of the rockery Running on the path in the bamboo forest.

At this moment, Song Yan is very fortunate to be the empress dowager's promiscuity. The bedroom can't hold her flirtatiousness, so she ran to the gazebo in the back garden to have a wild sex. Otherwise, if he was still in the queen mother's bedroom, he would definitely not be able to escape. Of course, he still I have to thank the eunuch who brought the original owner in just to take the remote path in the back garden, otherwise he would not know how to escape from the huge palace if he wanted to escape.

Now that the palace is in chaos, even if there are guards passing by the back garden, they are all in a hurry, and under the cover of night, Song Yan escaped smoothly with the rockery covering the way, and soon came to the edge of a lake, surrounded by The environment is more quiet, not even a little sound.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief as he walked on the path behind the rockery by the lake. He was about to speed up his pace to go out, but when he turned his head and passed through the gap between two adjacent rockeries, he saw by the moonlight the There was a tall figure on the edge of the lake, staggering as if about to throw himself into the lake.

Song Yan didn't have time to think about it, and rushed over almost subconsciously, and hugged him from behind...but didn't hug him...

Before he rushed to the person, the figure seemed to have eyes behind him, turned around and strangled his neck fiercely, and lifted him from the ground with one hand.

"It's better to live than to die, don't think about...no...open..."

Song Yanle's face flushed instantly, he was out of breath, and it was difficult to speak.

After speaking, Song Yan didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the big hand of the tall figure holding his neck paused slightly. Although the force was not light, it didn't get any worse, and then he turned his head formally. He looked up, it was dark, and he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he could smell a strong smell of wine on his body, I don't know how much wine he had drunk, his tall and slender body was swaying Still a little unstable.

Only then did Song Yan realize that this person might not want to throw himself into the lake, but he couldn't stand still after drinking too much, and his flushed face turned blue.

Then the man seemed to have finally digested something unbelievable, he curled his lips and sneered and said, "Gu Yuan thinks you are an assassin, and you still want to say which traitor with a bad brain sent a weak chicken like you to assassinate Gu. A joke, now it seems that there is an even bigger joke, you actually think that Gu is going to commit suicide? Heh, how could Gu commit suicide? Gu will only kill all the people in the world who disobey and betray Gu. "

The previous words were still speaking arrogantly and unrulyly after drinking, but at the last sentence, the painting style changed suddenly, and the person who said a few words was ghastly, and his hairs stood on end.

Even though he couldn't see his face clearly in the night, with this unique formula of tone and the familiar voice he just heard, coupled with this self-proclaimed name, Song Yan would be a fool if he didn't know who this guy was!

Qin Zhen qaq!This fellow turned out to be the tyrant Qin Zhen! ! !Song Yan has people who want to commit suicide!

Having said that, Song Yan didn't want to die yet, he thought he could still save him.

"Slave...didn't...see...clear...don't...know...it's...the king...go up...no...heart...take a risk ...sin...the king...forgive...sin...ah."

Song Yan was pinched in mid-air with his head up and his legs not occupying any space. He felt that he was about to be strangled. He hurriedly explained it intermittently. Although he didn't know if this was already crazy, the tyrant who seemed to be even crazier after drinking could still do it. Understand people's words, but always have to try.

It is true that Qin Zhen drank too much, but he has not yet reached the point where he does not know anything. For example, just now when Song Yan approached this area sneakily, he discovered it. He thought it was a traitor who broke in by mistake, and was about to deal with it. The traitor who disturbed his cleanliness heard that he was rushing towards him, and he was laughing at the traitor's overreaching in his heart, when he heard that the other party didn't come to assassinate him, but thought he was going to commit suicide and ran to save him Yes, this is really a big joke to Qin Zhen, but because of this, he lost interest in killing people.

Although he was bloodthirsty, he was not interested in killing a little eunuch who was powerless, so he threw him away as soon as he loosened his hands.

Song Yan fell to the ground with a bang, covering his neck and opening his mouth desperately to breathe fresh air, regardless of the pain.

Just as Qin Zhen was about to turn around and go back to drink, he lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yan's cold and flattering face in the moonlight. Thinking of something, his drunken face suddenly became gloomy again, and he crouched on Song Yan's knees unsteadily. In front of him, he pinched Song Yan's chin.

The hand was so strong that Song Yan felt that his jaw would be pinched off by him, but it also allowed him to see the tyrant's face at close range.

With long hair like black ink, thick sword-like eyebrows, and deep and arrogant purple-black phoenix eyes, it is a handsome face that makes people's legs weak even when drunk.

Qin Zhen looked down at him drunkenly and murmured, "Is male pet just that good? Huh?!"

It was obviously a slightly doting eyes and voice, but Song Yan inexplicably heard a gloomy feeling, as if he would be swallowed alive in the next second, the hairs all over his body exploded, and he subconsciously kept shrinking back, trying to stay away from the front The dangerous tyrant shook his head again and again in response: "Men, male pets are not good at all, ugly and bad, disgusting! Disgusting to death!"

Qin Zhen looked very happy when he heard the words, squinted his eyes and nodded in agreement: "Right, Gu also feels disgusting, so why do you think she likes it so much?"

It was still the same light and lazy tone, but Song Yan felt even more eerie. He was about to cry in fright, and felt that what he was facing now was not a person at all, but an evil ghost who would tear him apart at any time.

Qin Zhen didn't get annoyed when he didn't get an answer after waiting for a while. He looked at Song Yan and thought about it, but he didn't know that the nerve was wrong. His face was gloomy and his eyes were hazy and he said, "You don't know, do you? I don't know either, so we Come try it, I want to see why she likes male pets so much, she even wants to kill her own son for male pets!"

Song Yan was stunned when he heard the words, and then he suddenly realized what Qin Zhen meant, and then his face turned pale with fright. He is now convinced that the tyrant is really drunk, otherwise Qin Zhen would never be crazy to engage in it given how much he hates male favorites. It's like this, but it doesn't matter if he gets drunk and gets crazy and messes around. Once he is sober, no matter whether his identity is exposed or not, he will be cold!

Thinking of this, Song Yan didn't hesitate immediately, shook his head in horror, turned over and got up and was about to run, but he couldn't run a step, so he was grabbed by one leg and dragged to the ground, followed by a cold ass!

Song Yan's face turned red and pale when he realized what happened, and hurriedly covered the clothes he was holding on to with one hand, and slapped and struggled with the other hand, yelling like crazy: "My lord, my lord!" Calm down! The servant is not a male favorite, but the servant is a decent little eunuch who sells his body instead of his ass!!!”

Trying to use his unyielding noble character to awaken the tyrant's mind paralyzed by alcohol, let go of his chrysanthemum, and spare his life!

"Snapped!"

Song Yan lay on the ground and slapped his struggling hand desperately, accidentally raised it too high, and slammed it on the face of the tyrant who was bending over... his face.

Space stands still for a moment.

Song Yanji turned his head to meet a pair of gloomy and cold phoenix eyes that seemed to be looking at the dead, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned around and knelt down, pouted his buttocks, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, please enjoy it to your heart's content! Try it as much as you want! How to try! Don't be polite to the servant!"