[Quick Transmigration] Cannon Fodder Counterattack

With Rong Jing in hand, the little Taoist eats and sleeps well, and even saves acting, and completely lives a happy rice insect life.No, in less than a month, the little Taoist priest has gained a lot of weight.

"Tsk, although it will be more comfortable for me to hold you when you gain weight, but if you continue to live like this, you will definitely die of fat in the end." Rong Jing pinched the soft flesh on the little Taoist's belly, shaking her head involuntarily. He made a training plan neatly without giving him the slightest chance to object, "One hour a day of horse riding and swordsmanship. As for riding and bows and arrows, you should also pick them up."

——The little Taoist is not required to have eight-pack abs like him, but at least he must maintain a normal figure, and don't let him grow into a big fat man in the end!Beer belly is definitely not allowed!

Little Taoist: ...QAQ

So, after the little Taoist lived a happy life of rice worms, he entered the miserable hell teaching—even though Rong Jing liked him, Rong Jing would not release water for him at all during the real training!Even beating him was merciless!

＿(┐「ε:)＿It is only after the training is over that his acting like a baby will work...

"Ah! Pain, pain, pain! Gentle, gentle..." The little Taoist watched Rong Jing massage him with tears in his eyes, and the only sound in the whole bedroom was his cry of pain.

"If you're afraid of pain, eat less." With a snort, Rong Jing pinched the little Taoist priest's belly, leaving two red fingerprints, but then eased the pressure.

"Woo...who made those snacks so delicious..." The little Taoist also had a look of grievance at this point.It is normal to eat more when seeing delicious food, who knows that he will gain weight in the end!

"You mean, I need to order the imperial dining room to make the dim sum more unpalatable?" Rong Jing raised her eyebrows.But as soon as the words came out, he fell into deep thought instead, and the movements of his hands slowed down.

Yi Wenxuan became anxious immediately, quickly got up and hugged Rong Jing, and resorted to the great method of coquettishness, making sure Rong Jing changed his mind: "Ah Jing, I usually train very seriously, and I promise not to be greedy in the future!" If he was deprived of even the delicious food, what would be the point of his life!

"Greedy cat." Taking advantage of the situation, Rong Jing hugged the little Taoist priest and patted him lightly, half pampering and half helpless, "Then you have to take care of yourself, if you get fatter...you know the consequences of."

The little Taoist nodded hurriedly, for fear that Rong Jing would change his mind if he was a second late.Isn't it just eating less, he can bear this!At worst, he asked the people in the imperial dining room to cook it for him in different ways, making a little less each time.

"Okay, go to sleep. I'll call you tomorrow morning." Bowing her head and kissing the top of the other's hair, Rong Jing stuffed her into the quilt and carefully tucked in the corners of the quilt.

"Good night, Ah Jing." The little Taoist blinked, pursed his lips and made a gesture of blowing a kiss, and then quickly retracted into the quilt, revealing only a pair of black eyes.

Seeing the little Taoist behave like this, Rong Jing just squinted her eyes, curled the corners of her lips, and her smile gave people a sense of danger for no reason: "Good night."

——There is an early morning tomorrow, so let the little Taoist priest go.But after morning... huh.

……

"If you have the original to play, if you don't have the original to retreat—" the master of ceremonies said at the top of his voice.

Yi Wenxuan looked lazily at the ministers below, quietly rubbed his legs under the cover of his clothes, and at the same time gave Rong Jing a hard look.

Ugh...his leg hurts...

As the regent, Rong Jing didn't need to hold a wat board like other ministers, because there was a small table in front of him, with a few memorials and a cup of tea on it——living more comfortably than the emperor.

No one spoke, Yi Wenxuan waited for a moment, then waved to the master of ceremonies beside him.The chair he is sitting on now is indeed extremely noble, but there is one thing, it is too neatly made!Not long after he sat on it, he felt uncomfortable.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┴─┴ How did those emperors manage to sit in such an annoying chair every day to accept the audience of the officials and still sit gracefully!

"Back to court—" the master of ceremonies dragged out his voice.

Soon, only Yi Wenxuan and Rong Jing were left in the hall.Those servants left quietly after receiving Rong Jing's light glance, leaving space for His Majesty the Emperor and the Regent.

Before Yi Wenxuan jumped off the dragon chair and moved his body, Rong Jing had already stood up, walking up the steps at a leisurely pace.The soles of the boots made a slight sound when they touched the steps.

For some reason, seeing Rong Jing walking up slowly, the little Taoist suddenly lost his courage and could only shrink back. Watching Rong Jing walking up step by step, he stood still in front of him, covering him in the shadow.

"Uh... Ah Jing..." There was really no way to retreat, the little Taoist could only shrink back on the dragon chair, looking pitifully at Rong Jing who imprisoned him within a square inch.

——Hey, why are you so crazy!There is something to discuss!

Rong Jing suddenly tilted her head, a smile appeared on her face, like poppies blooming, exuding a deadly sweet fragrance: "Hey, little Taoist..."

Even though he has been tricked by Rong Jing's beauties countless times, when Rong Jing uses it again, he will still foolishly fall for it.

For example now.

"Woo... no, no more..." Yi Wenxuan shook his head feebly, and a thin weeping sound came out of his throat.A tear was hanging on his eyelashes, crumbling.

"Hey, last time." Rong Jing speeded up as she kissed the reddened corners of the little Taoist priest's eyes.

"You've said it, you've said it...well... several times... ah... bastard, bastard..." The thrill of climbing to the top made him tense up, and unconsciously raised his head, revealing his white and fragile neck department.

Rong Jing lowered her head, the hair on her forehead was already soaked with sweat, sticking to her forehead wetly.But his eyes are extremely bright, as if there are endless stars falling into them, brilliant and dazzing.

Yi Wenxuan just complained when he gave Rong Jing a soft punch - no, it's not so much a complaint as a coquettish: "Woo...my legs are weak and my waist is sore...you bastard..."

"Go and wash first." Rong Jing decisively pretended not to hear Yi Wenxuan's words, wrapped him in a dragon robe, picked him up easily, and turned into the apse.

After cleaning carefully, Rong Jing carried him back to the bedroom, entered the room openly, and occupied half of Yi Wenxuan's bed.Fortunately, the dragon bed is not as big as usual, and it is more than enough to add a Rong Jing.

After returning to his senses, Yi Wenxuan wanted to bite himself to death.He, he, he... He was in that kind of place with Rong Jing... How would he face ministers in the future!

However, as the chief culprit, Rong Jing not only didn't intend to reflect on his regrets, but even shamelessly continued to take advantage of him!

"Asshole! Enough is enough!" Pushing Rong Jing away unbearably, Yi Wenxuan directly pulled the quilt to wrap himself, leaving only a pair of eyes outside, not giving Rong Jing any chance, "By the way, what's going on with you today ?”

Even if the quilt was torn away, Rong Jing didn't care, and calmly showed her body in front of Yi Wenxuan: "A week later, the draft will be held."

Yi Wenxuan understood that he was jealous.No wonder they attacked him without waiting for him to return to the bedroom.But in a blink of an eye, he saw Rong Jing stretching his limbs to expose everything that should not be exposed, he moved over hatefully, and distributed half of the quilt to Rong Jing: "Bah, why didn't you drown in the sea of ​​vinegar!"

"How can such a magnanimous person like me be soaked in the sea of ​​vinegar and swim in it?" Rong Jing took advantage of the situation and hugged the little Taoist priest, telling lies more truthfully than the truth.

Yi Wenxuan silently despised Rong Jing—ah bah, if you were generous, you wouldn't say "the last time" over and over again!His waist is still sore now!