Mosquito Incense Heroine[Quick Transmigration]

It's a good time to hate people, it's time for the crematorium.

Lin Qi wished she could beat herself to death just now.

The self-deprecating look in Ling Yu's eyes was so conspicuous that Lin Qi couldn't help feeling guilty from the bottom of his heart.

"Your Highness, forgive me, I just... just made up an excuse to drive people away, no offense at all!"

Lin Qi quickly explained.

Ling Yu is silent.

Looking at each other, the atmosphere returned to the previous embarrassment.

But this time, before Lin Qi bit the bullet and said something to break it, Ling Yu took action first.

She turned around and walked over to the bed.

Lin Qi followed subconsciously.

On the bed, the maid had thoughtfully placed pillows and a wider quilt, and arranged the big bed so that two people could sleep there.

When Lin Qi saw it, her heart skipped a beat.

These maids in the prime minister's mansion have seen their eyesight too. She just ordered her to go on, saying that Ling Yu and her lived in the same room tonight, but these servants defaulted to the fact that they shared the same bed, and even the pillows and bedding It's all ready, and the shop is still the same bed.

Lin Qi looked at this, even saying that he was actually going to sleep on the floor bunk was a bit of hypocrisy.

With this, even if Ling Yu had deduced in his heart that Lin Qi's request for marriage was an expedient measure, he still had doubts in his heart, whether Lin Qi had actually coveted her for a long time, and he was just pushing the boat along at the moment.

Thinking about it further, maybe this exposure of identity is also related to Lin Qi, and Lin Qi's close rescue may even have been arranged long ago.

Lin Qi would not underestimate the ability of Ling Yu, who once took over the crown prince disguised as a man, to make things contrived and complicated.

Lin Qi, who was full of anxiety, opened his mouth to try to explain, but Ling Yu first let out a long sigh helplessly.

"Forget it, there's no need to say anything about falsehood and falsehood."

Lin Qi's heart sank.

Does this mean that she is planning to do something wrong?

Ling Yu raised his head and looked at Lin Qi: "Gu..."

When she casually said the self-proclaimed habit that she had developed over the years, Ling Yu suddenly remembered that her titles of prince and prince had been deprived, leaving only the title of princess in name only, and she was no longer qualified to call herself alone.

Ling Yu closed his eyes, opened them again, and changed his words: "I understand what the Prime Minister is thinking."

Lin Qi was startled.

Understand her thoughts?

At this point in the matter, even she herself can't tell what her various actions to remedy the situation add up to. Could it be that Ling Yu's reading comprehension is so good that she can extract her central idea?

But looking at Ling Yu's expression now, no matter what she thought of, it was not with good intentions.

Lin Qi listened attentively.

Ling Yu stared blankly at the dancing candle flames and said: "I think about it, the prime minister's so-called love for me, asking for a marriage, is not for me, but for my royal blood, not so much asking for a marriage for me. Prince-in-law, it would be better to say that he is requesting to marry the royal blood in my body."

Lin Qi didn't understand.

She wanted to explain, but suddenly froze.

Ling Yu didn't know when his palm was already on the belt around his waist.

With a flick of the fingers, the clothes tightly bound by the belt look loose.

Vaguely, Lin Qi seemed to see a little color underneath.

If it is an ordinary woman disguised as a man, facing the amorous feelings released by the same woman, she will be able to deal with it without changing her face.

But Lin Qi wasn't.

She is no longer the straight and straight little Bai Yang, but now she is a mosquito-repellent coil with a curving style.

So Lin Qi's ears started to feel hot.

She took a few steps back, and said in a stammering voice, "Your Highness...What does Your Highness mean?"

The corners of Ling Yu's mouth tightened, and there was no warmth in his eyes: "This is the end of the matter, and the prime minister doesn't have to keep concealing it anymore. From the moment the marriage decree was issued, I have already fallen into the prime minister's hands. If there is no your permission in the future, I think I will You can't even leave this mansion."

"The prime minister's willingness to protect me at this juncture is nothing more than the idea of ​​usurping the throne by giving birth to a descendant with the blood of the Ling family, isn't it?"

The words were doubtful, but Ling Yu's tone and expression were determined.

Lin Qi: ... Really not.

Can she say that she really didn't think that much?

But in fact, Lin Qi had to admit that, thinking from an ordinary person's point of view, Ling Yu's series of inferences had no flaws at all!

In all fairness, if it were Lin Qi standing in Ling Yu's situation, at a critical juncture, a powerful official who controlled nearly half of the court but didn't have much friendship with her on weekdays suddenly took action to protect her, she might think the same way Up to ninety-nine percent.

But this is not a big problem, this misunderstanding can be resolved as long as Lin Qi tells Ling Yu that she is also a woman.

What Lin Qi is more concerned about now is that Ling Yu is willing to accept it!

The belt was unbuttoned, the clothes were loose, and although the expression on his face was bitter and forbearing, he did not have the ruthless intention of burning everything together. Coupled with Ling Yu's thoughts, this was clearly the appearance of obedience and commitment after he had seen through Lin Qi's plot ah.

If she hadn't come...if the original Fengqing really had this intention...if the original Fengqing was really a man...

For some reason, Lin Qi felt that his heart had secretly picked a lemon, and his heart was full of sourness.

Although it's normal to sacrifice some things that you think you don't care much about in order to live, or even for power... But Lin Qi is very sour and unhappy.

Feeling sour, Lin Qi suddenly didn't want to explain the misunderstanding so quickly.

She would like to see what Ling Yu can do.

The astonishment and panic disappeared from his face, and Lin Qi said in a cool voice: "Perhaps it is what His Highness thinks, but judging by His actions, His Highness intends to obey the minister and give birth to a child with the blood of the minister and the Ling family." Heir?"

Lin Qi's blunt words made Ling Yu's dangling knuckles turn white, and when he looked back at Lin Qi, his gaze was somewhat sharp.

Ling Yu admitted that she did have the idea of ​​compromising, but it was not for Lin Qi's reason, it was for survival, or she wanted to use Lin Qi to regain part of the power.

She will have the idea of ​​compromise, except that the overall situation has been settled, the situation has no chance of turning around, and she is a little disheartened, but she is really unwilling to let her mother die. The emperor is better, but there are some inexplicable reasons at the most, Or because the object of the compromise was Lin Qi.

Ling Yu felt strange that he couldn't even tell.

Although Prime Minister Feng Qing was naturally opposed to her and had no contact with her in private, she had met a few times. During those few meetings, apart from feeling that the prime minister was thinner than other civil servants, there was nothing superfluous idea.

But this time, when the other party stumbled and came to break her deadlock with the intention of bestowing a marriage, the prime minister who broke into the main hall of the East Palace against the light lost his upright appearance in the past, gasping for breath and wearing loose clothes. , It even subconsciously gave her a sense of peace of mind.

As if, as long as she came, everything would be fine.

Is it because the prime minister saved him?

No.

Ling Yu refuted himself.

Not because Lin Qi saved her, but because it was Lin Qi who came to save her.

Therefore, even if Ling Yu wanted to understand that the prime minister's purpose of trying to keep her was not pure, he was only disappointed and disheartened and planned to accept it.

but!

This doesn't mean that Ling Yu will endure Lin Qi's deliberately humiliating words because of this.

In Ling Yu's sharp eyes looking at Lin Qi, there was an increasingly intense sense of disappointment.

"The prime minister feels that the overall situation is settled, so he can humiliate me at will to show his prestige, right?"

Bearing Ling Yu's disappointed gaze, Lin Qi immediately suppressed the sour feeling of picking up a lemon with guilt and panic.

"No, I, I don't... I absolutely don't want to humiliate you, I just... I just..."

It only took a long time, and finally Lin Qi choked out a sentence: "I just think the lemon is really sour."

Ling Yu: "..."

Not sure why.

Could it be that the prime minister has something in his head?

Seeing Ling Yu's indifferent and disgusted expression, Lin Qi knew that Ling Yu definitely didn't accept the excuses she made up indiscriminately.

Lin Qi was in a hurry, for some reason, he remembered the scene of Ling Yu pulling off his belt earlier, and a flash of inspiration flashed across his mind.

Her body was faster than her mind, and her hands were also on the belt.

However, Lin Qi is not like Ling Yu, who is used to wearing ancient costumes and can loosen his belt with a simple flick.

Lin Qi, who had no skills, used all her strength directly, and her belt was torn apart in her entire life.

Seeing this scene, the veins on Ling Yu's forehead twitched, and his complexion turned cold. He took it for granted that Lin Qi felt that he couldn't get enough of it verbally, so he simply lifted the table, intending to be a bully.

Lin Qi in Ling Yu's eyes was a man, even if the prime minister looked thin and thin like a woman, and he had practiced martial arts with the Taifu, the other party was still a man.

With her gaze fixed, she took a step forward without hesitation, preemptively striking.

So, when Lin Qi opened her mouth to use facts to explain that she was a woman, and she was not as full of conspiracy and tricks as Ling Yu thought to usurp the throne, before the words came out of her throat, her eyes turned dizzy for a while.

With a muffled bang, Lin Qi slammed into the ground with his back, and there was severe pain. His hands were tightly locked on top of his head, and the position of his heart on his chest was firmly pressed against by a palm. He couldn't get up, nor could he move.

"..."

"..."

After a very short confrontation, or after Lin Qi was unilaterally fought by Ling Yu, the room suddenly fell into silence.

The two maintained the ambiguous posture of one lying flat and the other riding a straddle, and froze their movements.

Lin Qi's vitals were grasped in various senses, coupled with the dull pain from the impact on her back, she was stunned and speechless.

Ling Yu, on the other hand, was stunned by the softness of his hands.

It is soft but seems to be stretched through the thick fabric. Ling Yu himself is very clear about the reason for this feeling.

Not caring about controlling Lin Qi's vital point, Ling Yu tore off Lin Qi's skirt a few times, revealing the innermost situation.

"Chest wrap...you are a woman!"

Even if the voice was deliberately lowered, it couldn't hide the astonishment in Ling Yu's voice.

Ling Yu thought that her concealing her identity and seizing the crown prince was already the most outrageous thing in the world, and it was enough to make a self-deprecating question about who gave it to her.

But what she never expected was that not only was she, the original crown prince, a woman, but the Great Ling Dynasty controlled nearly half of the power in the court, and she was also a woman.

what is this?

It is the general trend for women to be in power, is it doomed by heaven?

Among the group of ministers in the court, could there be some women who also disguised themselves as men, or even most of them were women disguised as men?

This huge impact made her even unable to bear the thought of thinking divergently, Chongzheng Emperor Lingluan sitting on the throne, her father who is said to like the south wind and raised his servant Nanqin as a male favourite, could they be the same? woman.

The author has something to say:

Something happened at work, and the ticket was skipped for half a month. I'm sorry, readers!

Will start updating again