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

Yang Zhong was taken aback when he heard that Qin Zhen gave a banquet to Song Yan, but compared to Song Yan, he cared more about Qin Zhen's body, so he only glanced at the bewildered Song Yan, and followed Qin Zhen directly into the hall, went up The former earnestly persuaded: "Your Majesty, you have not eaten for a day and a night. You have to eat something if you don't have an appetite. Otherwise, how can the dragon body stand it?"

Song Yan stole a glance at Qin Zhen who was reclining on the soft bed when he heard the words. It turned out that the tyrant hadn't eaten for a day and a night just like him. That's right, whoever wants to have an appetite to eat before his mother-in-law breaks up is probably not true. people?

Although Qin Zhen is cruel and bloodthirsty, he is not ignorant of good and evil. Yang Zhong watched him grow up and thought of him wholeheartedly like a loving father. Naturally, he has a special status in his heart, so he still did not resist Yang Zhong's nagging in the end. He opened the golden mouth and said, "Then give Gu Sheng a bowl of ginseng soup."

Hearing this, Hong Chang quickly stepped forward, filled a bowl of ginseng soup and brought it in front of Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen felt a little uncomfortable, leaning on the soft bed without moving.

Hong Chang was overjoyed when she saw this, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty is tired? How about serving your meal?"

Qin Zhen glanced up at her with a sleepy expression, and nodded slightly in agreement.

Hong Chang's heart couldn't stop beating at this glance. Although Qin Zhen was moody and cruel, but he was really handsome. A pair of cold, arrogant and evil purple-black phoenix eyes contemptuously glanced at others, and could call someone The climax in the brains of girls and boys in Huaichun, coupled with their high status as emperors, most of the maids and eunuchs in the palace have more or less thoughts on him, and Hongshang is no exception, but no one has ever successfully seduced him before. After all of them were killed on the spot, they hid their thoughts. Now that there is a successful precedent, it is natural that they are a little ready to move.

Thinking like this, she couldn't help being in a trance, but when she was scooping up ginseng soup to feed Qin Zhen, she accidentally tilted the bowl and spilled some of it, and it fell on Qin Zhen's body. It was a coincidence that it was between her legs, so it was a bit ambiguous.

Hong Chang was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down and confessed: "Your servant didn't do it on purpose, your majesty calm down."

So far, Qin Zhen didn't get angry, but just looked up at her.

It is about Qin Zhen's haggard look at this moment, which reduces the dark and arrogant look between his eyebrows and eyes on weekdays, and makes him look more evil and handsome. In addition, Song Yan's road to the top is ahead, and his red clothes and lustful heart can be seen in his eyes. Feeling that Qin Zhen's glance was not a reproach but an encouragement, he knelt on the ground and looked at Qin Zhen cautiously, and said in a coquettish voice: "Servant, servant, wipe it clean for the king."

As he spoke, he looked down at Qin Zhen's wet spot, his face flushed, and he stretched out his hand to hold the handkerchief and was about to press it on.

Qin Zhen smiled when he saw this.

Yang Zhong also saw what Hongshang was thinking, he wanted to indulge himself intentionally, and wanted to see if it would work, but when he saw Qin Zhen's smile, he didn't know, his face changed, and he immediately shouted: "Hongshang!

He wanted to stop her and save her life, but it was too late.

Hong Chang's fingertips touched Qin Zhen's clothes, and in the next instant, a big hand grabbed her neck, her face flushed, her mouth widened and her eyes protruded, not to mention struggling to beg for mercy, even breathing was difficult.

Yang Zhong subconsciously knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty..."

Qin Zhen turned his head abruptly and looked at him with sinister eyes.

Yang Zhong trembled and shut his mouth instantly. It is true that the King respects him, but there are some taboos that cannot be violated, and his indulgence just now has been surpassed. This glance is a warning to him.

Hongshang became more and more difficult to breathe. She had hope in her heart, but now she was completely desperate. Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Even Manager Yang couldn't save her, so no one could save her.

"Your Majesty, please let her go. Although she is wrong, she is not guilty of death."

A cool and sweet youthful voice suddenly sounded in the hall, like a thunderclap, which stunned everyone, including Qin Zhen who was about to crush someone to death.

And when Song Yan ran up to grab Qin Zhen's hand pinching Hong Chang's neck, everyone went from stunned to terrified!Even Qin Zhen was stunned for a moment, and he followed Song Yan to pull his hand and loosened it.

The red dress fell off in an instant, and the rest of his life fell to the ground, gasping for breath with tears streaming down his face.

Qin Zhen didn't pay attention to her any more, sat on the soft bed, leaned over to look at the warrior Song Yan squatting on the ground, narrowed his eyes and curled his lips, and sneered: "You think that if you sleep alone once, you are different, and you feel that you are not alone. Will kill you?"

Song Yan looked at the tyrant's eerie smile and his heart trembled, and he pretended to be calm and said, "That's not true, the slave just thinks that this sister really deserves to die, and she just has a heart for the king, but that's all. This can't be blamed on others, who made the king look so handsome, what's the crime for everyone to love beauty?"

Qin Zhen glanced at Song Yan with gloomy eyes, raised his hand and directly grabbed his neck: "Since you want to die, then Gu will fulfill you."

Song Yan was pinched so hard that he couldn't breathe, but he looked like he was waiting to die peacefully, without any struggle.

Qin Zhen was right. Song Yan came to seek death. He thought that he would not survive anyway. If the tyrant strangled him, at least he could leave a whole body. Even if his identity was discovered after death, it would be no pain. It's much better to die with a thousand knives and thousands of blows.

Qin Zhen looked at Song Yan, who was waiting to die with his eyes closed, thinking of something, his face sank suddenly, but he let go of his hand suddenly, and smiled sinisterly.

Heh, you would rather die than serve Gu, right?Then I will not let you die!

"Get out of here alone!"

Qin Zhen let him go, then yelled at everyone in the hall with gloomy eyes, and finally pointed at Song Yan, who was lying on the ground panting after being released, and said with narrowed eyes, "You are left alone!"

Song Yan, who closed his eyes and waited for death, was released inexplicably:? ? ?

What is the situation?Why didn't this uncertain tyrant strangle him again?You won't want to torture him to death with some abnormal method again on a whim, right? qaq

After a while, all the people in the palace filed out, even the half-dead Hong Chang who had been strangled was taken away, and the last person who went out thoughtfully closed the door for the two of them.

Suddenly only Song Yan and Qin Zhen were left in the huge hall.

Qin Zhen stood up.

Song Yan watched Qin Zhen approaching him step by step with gloomy eyes like a rakshasa, unable to figure out what method this moody tyrant would use to torture him, so frightened that he was about to cry in fright, his hands and feet were terrified. He flinched back desperately, and shouted excitedly with a mournful face: "Don't! Don't! Don't! Your Majesty! Wait, listen to me!"

Qin Zhen really stopped, and looked down at him condescendingly: "Well, listen alone, you say."

No matter how you look at that posture, it looks like you are looking at a dying catfish on the chopping board.

Song Yan wanted to cry, but if he couldn't live, he wanted to die happily, why is it so difficult?

"I, slave, I haven't eaten yet. No matter how you want to kill the slave, you should let the slave eat enough first?"

Song Yan stared at the terrifying tyrant, his mind went blank, he couldn't figure out what else he could say at this moment, he caught a glimpse of the dining table next to him and hurried to speak before Qin Zhen ran out of patience.

He didn't mean anything after he finished speaking, and he was basically waiting to die with a blank face. After all, tyrants don't have the habit of giving prisoners a full meal before they die.

Qin Zhen took a look at him and didn't know what he thought of. After pondering for a while, he actually agreed, and said, "Well, eat, eat more."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and went back to lean on the bed with his knees bent, leaving Song Yan sitting on the ground with a dazed expression, like his mother was dreaming.

Qin Zhen glanced at him, and sternly shouted with a gloomy expression, "Hurry up and eat!"

Song Yan was so frightened that he immediately got up on all fours, rushed to the dining table, took the rice bowl and chopsticks, and picked up the rice to eat.

Only then did Qin Zhen withdraw his gloomy gaze.

Half an hour later, Song Yan was so full of hiccups that he was still eating rice grains one by one. Nonsense, no one would rush to die like reincarnation.

Qin Zhen ran out of patience, glanced at him, straightened up, and strode towards Song Yan who was sitting on the dining table almost throwing up and still eating.

Song Yan had been sneaking glances at the tyrant the whole time, and was frightened to death when he saw this. He immediately jumped up from the stool as soon as he dropped his chopsticks, and ran towards the door.

Seeing that the tyrant was still more than a dozen steps away from him, and he was about to run to the door, and hoped to run out, Song Yan was overjoyed, but he accidentally stumbled and knocked straight towards the door frame .

Song Yan was startled, and subconsciously closed his eyes in fright, feeling that his scalp had touched the door frame.

As a result, the pain didn't arrive for the next second, but Lejue did.

Song Yan was grabbed by the collar and pulled back violently and was almost strangled to death. It would have been better if he had been strangled to death, but unfortunately he was only strangled half to death, and fell back into the hard body of Shura Shashen. In his arms, he gasped for breath, and instinctively coughed violently: "Cough, cough, cough~~~"

After coughing, he turned his head and saw a face that smiled back angrily, the smile was more sinister and violent than the cold face, Song Yan's feet went limp in fright, and he wanted to faint directly.

Qin Zhen squeezed his chin with one hand and pulled his limp body up, squinted his eyes and lowered his head against his ear, saying in a low voice, "Want to commit suicide? Very good, I will let you know from now on." What is alive and active is a luxury!"

Song Yan: I am not, I am not... qaq

And isn't this fellow more than ten steps away from him?How did you arrive so soon?

Oh, he seems to have forgotten that this perverted tyrant seems to have the highest martial arts setting in the world. God knows where he, a poor little prince who has been abused and bullied since he was a child, learned his kung fu, and he has even mastered it. Go first in the world!

As Qin Zhen spoke, he directly carried Song Yan, who was about to be frightened, into the bedroom, and threw him on the dragon bed. With a gloomy face, he stretched out his hand and pulled off his belt, and his clothes fell apart.

Song Yan shrunk in desperately, looked at the tyrant's strong and strong chest, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and thought with a mournful face, look, look, the sober tyrant is really not so easy to fool, he didn't know how to take off his clothes after drinking too much all night, sober he Go to bed and know that you have to take off your clothes before doing anything!He must be found!He is about to be shaved by thousands of knives!He is going to die miserably! ╥﹏╥

Qin Zhen pulled out his belt and knelt on the bed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the weak chicken Song Yan.

While closing his eyes, Song Yan used all his strength to push and push the iron wall in front of him, which was as hot as a stove, while shouting desperately in his heart: ah ah ah!help!The tyrant is about to scratch! ! !

No, wait?As hot as a stove?

Song Yan opened his eyes suddenly in a daze, then opened his mouth and yelled, "Come here! Help!"

Hearing the sound, Qin Zhen raised his head and smiled arrogantly and sarcastically, looking at Song Yan who was yelling under him, as if looking at another fool, it was obvious that he might have come there if he hadn't been forced somewhere. It's a classic line.

Seeing that Qin Zhen didn't stop him, Song Yan yelled out rather loudly, his voice was unprecedentedly loud: "Your Majesty is not well!!!"

In the next second, the door of the main hall outside was knocked open from the outside with a slam, followed by Yang Zhong's elderly and anxious voice.

"My lord! What's wrong with my lord? Hurry up! Go get the imperial physician!"

The corners of Qin Zhen's raised lips froze instantly.