[Quick Transmigration] Cannon Fodder Counterattack

The moment he opened his eyes, Yi Wenxuan was stunned, because he was hugging a person, a pretty woman.But this woman's clothes are half-faded, her pink face is shy... Any fool knows what will happen next!

Looking around, Yi Wenxuan quickly determined where he was and his identity. Yi Wenxuan pushed the woman away, imitating the emperor's tone in his memory and said: "I'm tired, let's settle down sooner."

It's just a woman, not to mention letting the other party rest in another place, it's okay to sweep her out of the house.But Yi Wenxuan couldn't be so heartless, so he just showed a tired look, implying that the woman was not sexy today.

The woman naturally didn't dare to say anything more, she obediently served Yi Wenxuan to lie down on the bed, climbed onto the bed from his feet, and obediently slept against the wall.

Yi Wenxuan, who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed, was sorting out his memory at the moment, and the more he sorted out, the more bitter he felt, and he wished he could climb to the roof and jump off.

His current identity is... the little emperor who was forcibly pushed to the throne of God.Before he came, the original owner had been a puppet emperor for more than five years. He had already grown dissatisfied with the regent who controlled the power in his heart, and was secretly plotting against the regent, trying to pull the regent down and manage things by himself.

QAQ He doesn't want to take care of things at all, it's fine to eat and drink like this now!The emperor has to get up before dawn, and he has to worry about balancing the court and harem, and he has to worry about being dragged down by his son when he is old...

However, it can be said now that the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. He has no chance to retreat. Either the regent will die, or he will be killed by the regent.

Because the game arranged by the original owner has already started.

_(┐「ε:)＿Why does he have to take the place of the original owner?! He doesn't want to die young at all, he still wants to find his Ah Jing!

Pretending to be troubled, Yi Wenxuan couldn't sleep well that night. The most pitiful thing was that before dawn the next day, the regent entered the palace aggressively to settle accounts with the little emperor.

Yi Wenxuan huddled at the head of the bed, watching Da Ma Jindao sitting in his bedroom with a cold face, the regent, couldn't help swallowing, and tried to squeeze out a flattering smile: "Uncle Wang..."

The regent's surname is Fu, his name is Jue, and his surname is Jinyu. He is the great general of Zhao, an invincible military god, and was highly regarded by the late emperor.

It can be said that without Fu Jue, it would be great for the little emperor to continue to be a puppet emperor, let alone sit firmly on the throne.It's a pity that greed is not enough to swallow elephants, and the little emperor is gradually dissatisfied with the controlled status quo, and wants more.

Fu Jue was as immobile as a mountain, turning a blind eye to the little emperor's fawning smile.What the little emperor did this time really stepped on his bottom line, if it wasn't for...

A stream of light flashed across his eyes, so fast that people couldn't catch it. Fu Jue continued to keep a straight face, without saying a word, making it impossible to guess.

Seeing that Fu Jue was just keeping a straight face, Yi Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and moved out cautiously, rubbing against the regent's side, and reached out to grab the other's sleeve: "Uncle Wang..."

If Yi Wenxuan wanted to leave, no one in the world could stop him, but after he left, Rong Jing would definitely make his ass bloom, definitely!

〒▽〒How could he be seduced by Rong Jing's beauty, play some hide-and-find game with Rong Jing so foolishly... Rong Jing wanted to hide, how could he find Rong Jing!

Therefore, he should be his puppet emperor honestly, it really hurts to be beaten by Rong Jing!

Lowering his eyes, Yi Wenxuan got closer to Fu Jue, like a child afraid of being punished by his parents, pitifully shrunk into his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Wang, I... I know I was wrong Don't be angry..."

"What's wrong?" Fu Jue narrowed his eyes, with deep anger hidden in his cold voice.The little emperor did too much this time, if he doesn't beat and beat well, he will climb on top of him in the future.

Yi Wenxuan didn't look up, he could hear Fu Jue's dissatisfaction.But at this time, what he needs to do is naturally find a way to extinguish the anger in Fu Jue's heart: "I shouldn't have such bad thoughts about Uncle Wang..."

"Continue." The coldness in Fu Jue's voice eased a little, apparently satisfied with the little emperor's knowledge.

continue?

Yi Wenxuan didn't know about himself... or what mistakes the original owner made, but the regent asked him to continue. As a puppet emperor, he could only rack his brains to recall his mistakes: "Well... just think about it. Do it?"

Fu Jue really wanted to just press him on his knees and beat him up, but seeing Yi Wenxuan's distressed and bewildered face, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth in the end.After all, he is still a child.

"The great Zhao is the great Zhao of all the people, not the great Zhao of the Ji family. Don't forget, Your Majesty." Squinting his eyes, he said this sentence forcefully, and Fu Jue got up and left.Although it was interesting to see the little emperor fawning over him, unfortunately, he had other things to attend to, and he really didn't have the time to chat with the little emperor.

Yi Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief after sending away such a great god as Fu Jue.He doesn't have Rong Jing's acting skills, so when facing Fu Jue, he always has a feeling of being seen through.

Thinking about it, Fu Jue was also suspicious, but he didn't find any signs that he had been dropped.

Thinking that he was living under the eyes of such a terrifying person all the time, Yi Wenxuan had the urge to jump off the building, and at the same time was extremely eager to see Rong Jing—QAQ Ah Jing, come out soon, my vest is about to fall off!

Outside, Fu Jue, who was supposed to be angry and helpless, bent his eyes, and was in a good mood to carry out the follow-up work.Those who were familiar with his temper were very curious to see him like this, and wanted to know who had such great ability to appease the angry King Regent.

"Your Majesty is the ruler of the world, but food, clothing, housing and transportation are so simple." After dealing with some matters, Fu Jue immediately recruited the palace servants, and raised the living standard of the little emperor several grades without hesitation, "Your Majesty Wan Jin The body cannot tolerate the slightest damage."

The little emperor was born pampered, but as a man, his skin is even more tender than that of Miss Qianjin, and now Fu Jue is secretly coddling him... It is completely possible to imagine how the little emperor will look even more delicate in a few years.

The little emperor can't beat or scold him, so... let's keep it like this.The emperor's life is exquisite and luxurious, but when the little emperor gets used to such an exquisite life, where will the little emperor go in the end?All he needs is a puppet emperor.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Fu Jue smiled softly and harmlessly.Now, he's a really, really, really good Regent.

And the little Taoist who was missed suddenly sneezed, wondering who was talking about him.Thinking that it might be an ordinary person, he put it down and read carefully the books on strange stories and stories that the people in the palace had found.Seeing the horror story above, he tried his best to write it down.

——When he finds Ah Jing, he will tell these horror stories to Ah Jing, scaring Ah Jing to death, hum!

The author has something to say: ╭(￣▽￣)╮Come on, little Taoist, look around, there are so many people around you, who is your Ah Jing?

Little Taoist (furious): Stupid Momo, get the hell out of here, if I don’t cut you into eighteen pieces, my surname won’t be Yi!

Mo Mo (laughing): Your surname is not Yi, but your surname is Rong.Mrs. Rong ~ Little Taoist (running away): I will kill you! ! !

The author died, this article is pitted.