Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

The palace banquet ended soon.

When leaving the banquet, Du Shicun was stopped by a group of ministers to compliment him, Feng Ze stood outside the crowd and gave him a hand from a distance, with no trace of emotion in his calm and indifferent eyes, he walked away with a flick of his sleeve.

"Brother Junze!"

On the way, the little prince was panting roughly and ran into Feng Ze's arms. Behind him was a maidservant with a panicked face who shouted softly, "Little prince, run slowly, this servant can't keep up!"

"Ah, auspicious little prince! My little prince, he didn't do it on purpose!" She lay on the ground trembling, fearing that the empress' newly adopted son would be dissatisfied with the little prince's collision.

One is the unfavored prince in the deep palace, and the other is the adopted son who is in the limelight beside the empress. Although they are both masters with extremely noble status, the little prince is not enough when compared with each other.

"What is your highness doing?" Feng Ze pulled up the little prince who was on his waist, quite dumbfounded.

"Brother Chunze! I want to learn how to play Guqin from you!" The little prince's cheeks were flushed, he pulled Feng Ze's cuff with all his strength, his eyes sparkled, "That's the kind of very powerful piano skills!"

"Want to learn how to play the guqin with me?"

"Yeah!" The little prince nodded vigorously like a small rattle, and he was a little dizzy. A trace of embarrassment flashed in the child's eyes, and he whispered shyly while holding Feng Ze's clothes, "The empress promised Yan'er, If the master is satisfied with the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, then let Yan'er go out of the palace to play... Yan'er is so old, he has never been outside the palace."

With longing in his eyes, the little prince looked up at Feng Ze.

Feng Ze was startled, reached out and touched the child's forehead, sighed inwardly, nodded, and said with a smile: "Then I will come to the palace to teach you next time, okay?"

"Brother Chunze, you promised me!" The little prince's eyes shone brightly, he stretched out his little finger, insisting on pulling the hook, "Brother Chunze won't be able to keep his word if he pulls the hook!"

The little fingers are hooked together, Feng Ze is fascinated to see the two thumbs together, feeling the warmth flowing through the limbs.

After waving goodbye to Yiyi and being reluctant to part with the little prince, Feng Ze waved at him funny and continued to walk towards the gate of the palace.I don't know if it's my own illusion, the sun is extremely strong today, the temperature is not as cold as usual, and the whole body is warm.

"Lang, Lang, when will you return it? I went to the fireworks show in March..."

Qi Yin's mansion is not far from Qi Huanggong, humming a little tune, Feng Ze refused the carriage prepared by the servants, only put on the white fox fur, and walked slowly on the long street in Yanjing.On the road in winter, the hawkers closed their stalls early, leaving only one or two pedestrians passing by the roadside in a hurry.

When the cold wind suddenly picked up, Feng Ze covered the white fur on his body, spread out his palms, held them tightly again, frowned, and quickened his steps a few steps.The servant who followed him out of the mansion looked surprised, he had to trot to keep up with the young master in front.

"Little..." Before the words came out, the boy felt a chill on his neck, subconsciously looked down, his eyes were blood red.

Feng Ze turned his head as if aware of it, only saw the boy's bewildered expression and the slowly falling figure, there was a sound of piercing in the air, before he had time to react, his body was ahead of his brain, and he took a quick step back.A dark light flashed across his eyes, and a small silver knife was firmly nailed to the mud floor.

His pupils shrank, and Feng Ze turned his head, only to see a man in black suddenly appearing, and had a fierce confrontation with seven or eight masked men. The posture blocked in front of him, blocking the sneak attacks of the masked man again and again.

"careful!"

During the fight, the masked man attacked several times.Even if the man in black had the ability to fight one against a hundred, it was difficult to parry him. He was stabbed in the arm holding the sword by the masked man without defense.Big drops of black and red blood dripped on the ground.

There was only a muffled sound from the man, and the slender sword was kicked away by the masked man opposite.Once the opening was revealed, a group of people did not get entangled with the man, they just dodged behind the young man in fox fur, knocked the man unconscious, and retreated instantly without any reluctance to fight.

For a moment, the street returned to its original emptiness, with only the figure of the man in black who was about to chase after him in the cold wind, and the shivering beggar hiding in the shadow of the corner.

A few more rustling winds sounded in the air. Beggar stiffened his frozen body, his pupils widened, but he saw that the man in black had disappeared on the street, leaving only a pool of blood and a body that was not yet cold. transparent body.

Fengyi Palace.

Empress Wei lay on the imperial concubine's couch rubbing her blunt and painful forehead, always feeling a little unhappy in her heart.She covered her chest, and there was some uncertainty hidden in her usually calm and dignified face: "I always feel that the medicine is still not safe... Qi Yan really went up to stop him? You said that this palace is doing this, what is it?" Right or wrong? If that child knew...would he hate me to death?"

The middle-aged nanny held a plate of pastries, and said in a calm voice, "Young master is a transparent child. If you know, you must also understand your mother's painstaking efforts. What's more, your intention of doing this, my mother, is not to help you. Little Marquis can give me a helping hand?"

"...Original intention? I only hope that this child will be as I wish." With a low laugh mockingly, Wei Shi asked again, "Du Shicun has already left the palace?"

"Du Xianghe..." The middle-aged nanny was about to speak, but a notification came from outside the hall.

The mediocre-looking little eunuch hurried to Wei Shi's side, bowed his head and whispered a few words in her ear.

"Is this true?!" Wei suddenly opened his closed eyes, a sharp gaze fell on the outside of the main hall, and said quickly, "Take care of that man first, and don't let him pass any news out. ..." After a moment of silence, she continued to order, "Don't let people destroy the traces on the long street, and lead them to Dali Temple to investigate as soon as possible!"

Scratching the mahogany couch with his fingernails, there was a sharp rubbing sound in the hall.

The middle-aged nanny stepped forward with some worry, "Ma'am, what's the matter?"

After half closing her long and narrow phoenix eyes again, Wei Shi suddenly chuckled: "The original plan has changed, I really didn't expect that Du Xiangye, who has been smart for a lifetime, also fell short of the standard once."

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Feng Ze gradually woke up in the darkness.

Carefully fumbled around twice, surrounded by cold and cold walls.The fox fur on his body disappeared at some point, he shook his ankles, and the sound of "clanging" chains echoed in the darkness.Lifting his foot, Feng Ze unexpectedly discovered that the iron chain, which was obviously made of solid material and was as thick as a child's wrist, was as light and heavy as a rope.

Crouching down, and stroking the cold iron chain with both hands, the weird feeling in Feng Ze's heart became even bigger.

I always feel that this iron chain can be easily broken and swollen? Poor QAQ!

His body is obviously a weak chicken with no strength to restrain it, okay?May I ask why there is an illusion of becoming a Hercules?

At this moment, a stone door in the darkness was pushed open, and faint fire light came in from outside the dark room. Feng Ze narrowed his eyes and blocked the dazzling light with his hands.

"Little beauty, we meet again. Last time you gave this young master a big meeting gift."

The greasy-faced, sallow-faced young man leaned on a cane in his hand, and impatiently broke away from the support of the servants beside him, and limped into the dark room.

Surprise flashed across his heart, Feng Ze never expected that the person who set up an ambush for him was actually Du Shicun's grandson Du Lingshan!

Scanning up and down the straight body of the young man in front of him, a trace of resentment flashed in Du Lingshan's eyes, but it turned into a sinister obscenity.He slowly moved closer to the young man, then turned behind the young man, turned slightly sideways, and greedily inhaled the faint fragrance entangled in the young man's green hair.

Feng Ze frowned and took a step back, but he didn't know when the iron chain was pulled in his hand by the servant, and he pulled it under his feet for a while, but Du Lingshan, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, sniffed his neck.Du Lingshan laughed wretchedly with a thin voice, and his breath kept spraying on the side of his neck. For a moment, Feng Ze felt goosebumps all over his body, and without thinking about it, he wanted to push Du Lingshan away viciously.

It's a pity that Du Lingshan had been on guard for a long time. He evaded the young man's hands in a vain manner, just laughed twice, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Give him to my young master, so as not to hinder my actions, young master!"

The servants outside the dark room rushed in, firmly grasping Feng Ze's arms, preventing him from moving.

After struggling hard, a dark light flashed across Feng Ze's eyes, he seemed to be trying his best to hide the fear in his heart, and said loudly: "What are you going to do! I don't know that Lord Ben is the adopted son of the Empress?!"

"Foster?" As if he had heard some big joke, Du Lingshan held his stomach and laughed unscrupulously, "Return the empress' son? This young master is still the crown prince!"

He squeezed the handsome young man's pointed chin, he smiled and approached, and said softly: "Little beauty, just follow me as the prince, and I will be popular and hot in the future, huh?"

Prince?You deserve it too!

Feng Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his chin but looked down at Du Ling Mountain, sneered, and mocked in a clear voice: "It's up to you? Can you do it?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Du Lingshan's lower body, and sneered.

"You little bitch! Don't think I dare not do anything to you, young master!"

When a headache was brought up, Du Lingshan pinched the boy's chin and stared at him fiercely with eyes that wished he could cut him open.At the end, Du Lingshan let out a sinister smile, he pulled back his robe, looked at the servant beside him, and laughed: "So, I will let you see if you can do it!"

The man with black and blue eyes couldn't wait to unbutton his trouser pockets, revealing a black and red thing hanging down limply.

Feng Ze glanced over, only to feel nauseated in his chest, it was terribly sick.

The eyes are almost blind, blind, okay! ! ! !

Sensing the young man's gaze, Du Lingshan was excited for a moment, moving his hands back and forth until he raised his head slightly with something, but he still looked like a weak and defeated soldier.

"Hey, Master is here!" Letting go of the thing, Du Lingshan smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the waist of the boy's trousers.

Feng Ze looked at the man's movements with a cold expression, and suddenly laughed softly, that laughter seemed to be as sweet as honey.

Du Lingshan was stunned for a moment, stopped his movements and slowly raised his head, and saw the young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes revealing a strong sense of temptation.Stunned on the spot, he only heard the voice of the young man think in the dark room: "Come on..."

"Come, just come..." Du Lingshan responded subconsciously, and was about to undo the unsightly buckle.

"Clang!"

The sound of the chain breaking was suddenly remembered in the dark room, and the servant holding the chain was thrown violently against the wall of the dark room.

Du Lingshan raised his head in a daze, and met the boy's smiling face, with his hand still grasping the boy's unresolved waistband.

"He's quite a prince, right?" He heard the young man ask in a soft voice, and felt a sharp pain in his lower body, "I'll let you be!"

"what--!"

A shrill scream resounded in the dark room, a white light flashed in front of Du Lingshan's eyes, his whole body fell into severe pain and almost lost consciousness.

Putting down the raised foot with cold eyes, Feng Ze looked at the half-dead Du Ling Mountain on the ground with pity.

"I said earlier that if I do it again, I will definitely not show mercy."

If the original character fails to blow you up once, then I will blow you up a second time for him.

Both arms were still restrained by the servants on the left and right, Feng Ze crossed their faces with a smile that was not a smile, only to see that they were terrified and quickly let him go, throwing himself on Du Lingshan.

"Master!" One person slapped Du Lingshan's cheek violently and shouted, "Master, wake up!"

How can we explain to Master Xiang after you are dead!

As for the other person, he stared dumbfounded at the blood-stained place like mud, and murmured: "Master, your egg seems to be broken..."

After being slapped, Du Lingshan, who regained a little consciousness, rolled his eyes and passed out again.

The author has something to say: Data chose to feel that something was wrong when he came out of the palace.

Also, please follow me in shouting: Explode his balls!

PS: Gong who will always live in other people's mouths.