So Fragrant [Quick Transmigration]

Chu Xia lowered her head, not daring to look at Lu Cong in front of her. He nodded and hummed lightly.

He felt that his coming to the Nanfeng Pavilion today was completely a brain twitching behavior. He didn't recognize that it was a good piece of meat. When he realized it, he probably wouldn't even have bones left.

Chu Xia looked at the floor tiles under his feet, if he couldn't make Lu Cong give up on himself this time, he would consider completely obliterating this identity.

It just so happens that he has accumulated a lot of points in the first two worlds, so it should be no problem to exchange them for two more reliable golden fingers. Let's study it when he returns to the palace.

Lu Cong pinched his chin, Chu Xia's eyes reflected his appearance again, and he asked Chu Xia, "You like that Mr. Zhou so much?"

Chu Xia pursed her lips and did not speak, but her eyes were full of sadness. His reaction had already told Lu Cong the answer.

Lu Cong felt a pain in his heart, and he asked Chu Xia: "Who is that Mr. Zhou of yours? Who is he?"

Chu Xia shook her head, in order to protect her lover, wouldn't she reveal any news about her lover to this fierce-looking man in front of him, and he said painfully: "Don't ask, I don't know anything? Said."

The boss looked at the two of them not far away, and was filled with admiration. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would have wanted to applaud Chu Xia to see her acting skills. It would be a pity not to sing, no I don't know if he is interested in teaching the young men here. With this acting skills, why worry about their Nanfeng Pavilion? It won't be popular in the capital.

Isn't Lu Cong? A person who can force others emotionally? If he likes it, he likes it. If he doesn't like it, he doesn't like it. The forced feelings are not true after all.

Back then? Lin Mengyue abandoned him and wanted to marry his younger brother, but she failed and she married into the palace again. He never tried to change Lin Mengyue's mind, or tried to find a way to prevent this from happening. Well, he just hoped that Lin Mengyue would return his mother's pendant.

But the man in front of him is different. Even though he knows that there is another person in his heart, Lu Cong still hopes that that person can become himself one day.

He can only love himself, he must love himself.

The emotion was violent and unfounded, and he didn't like the feeling of being in control, making him feel like he wasn't himself anymore.

This man in front of him, this young man, had such an influence on him. Suddenly, Lu Cong would even think, if Chu Xia died now, would everything be fine? Back to the past .

Chu Xia's eyelids twitched suddenly, and a strong murderous aura enveloped him? Did Lu Cong want to kill himself?He thought he recognized his identity, but soon the murderous aura disappeared without a trace.

The hostility in Lu Cong's eyes gradually dissipated, he took a step back, sat down on the chair, raised his head and asked Chu Xia: "You like him, but does he like you?"

Seeing Lu Cong looking directly at him like this, Chu Xia felt guilty and lacked confidence, so he nodded and said, "Of course."

Lu Cong asked leisurely: "Since he likes you, why? Why didn't he redeem you from here?"

The corner of Chu Xia's mouth is a little slumped. Why does this brother have so many questions? Is he possessed by a hundred thousand why?He replied to Lu Cong, "Young Master Zhou said that when he saves enough money in the spring of next year, he will redeem me for me."

He has already asked this step, so there should be no need to ask any more, but Lu Cong is still unwilling to let go? It seems that there is a voice telling him that he must get this person.

Lu Cong laughed suddenly, but there was no emotion in his voice.

The good, the bad, the joyful and the angry, all disappeared in his laughter.

Chu Xia: "..."

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Lu Cong stood up, took a step forward, took Chu Xia's hand, and led him to the second floor, "If he really likes you, let him come to me and tell me."

The corners of Chu Xia's mouth twitched and she was speechless. As expected, if she told a lie, she would need a thousand lies to cover it up. She didn't know if these thousand lies could completely conceal this matter from Lu Cong.

He thought that Lu Cong shouldn't be like this, Lin Mengyue didn't love him, and he never pestered him, but when he came to him, he became difficult to pester.

Lu Cong brought Chu Xia to the room where they met for the first time. He sat on a chair and stared at Chu Xia for a long time. There was too much exposure in front of him, and he kept his head down, neither speaking nor moving.

After an unknown amount of time, the shadow reflected on the ground seemed to have changed direction, and Chu Xia heard Lu Cong say to herself, "Come with me for a drink or two."

Chu Xia has already experienced these drinks in Nanfeng Pavilion, so he doesn't really want to drink them again? After all, he can't relieve himself after drinking them, so he can only feel uncomfortable.

"What's the matter? You don't even want to drink two cups with me?" Lu Cong raised his eyes and looked at Chu Xia.

Chu Xia faintly felt that he was being threatened. He came to the opposite side of Lu Cong, sat down, took a small sip of the wine glass, and Lu Cong didn't mind. He seemed to be just looking for Just have a drink with yourself.

After only two or three cups, Lu Cong's face was flushed, and his eyes were out of focus, as if he was drunk.

He didn't speak, just drinking blindly. Chu Xia put down the wine glass in his hand and stared at Lu Cong for a while. It's strange that the villain also has a bad drinker.

After another two glasses of wine, Lu Cong was in a daze, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was already drunk.

He poured himself another glass of wine, Chu Xia now? Not sure if Lu Cong will be drunk? No? Playing drunk, boldly reaching out? Holding Lu Cong's wrist, persuading him: "Don't Drink it."

Lu Cong paused for a moment, looked up at Chu Xia, then obediently put down the wine glass in his hand, and whispered, "Well, I won't drink."

His behavior made Chu Xia think of Lu Cong when he was a child, well-behaved and obedient, but unfortunately his parents never showed mercy to him.

Chu Xia sat beside Lu Cong, patting him on the back lightly, Lu Cong seemed a little sleepy, his eyelids drooped, the wine glass in his hand was poured, and some wine was spilled on his hand, He didn't care either.

Chu Xia looked around in the room, but couldn't find a clean handkerchief, so she opened the door and went out.

After Chu Xia left, Lu Cong raised his head. His eyes were clear, and he didn't look half drunk. He supported his head and looked in the direction of the door.

Chu Xia is different from the other young men in the Nanfeng Pavilion. He can hardly see the smell of makeup and dust. In addition, when Lu Cong said that he would hire him, the boss behaved strangely. Lu Cong would naturally have doubts about Chu Xia's identity.

He wouldn't? He thinks that Chu Xia was specially sent to design him. After all, what happened that afternoon was really a coincidence, but... who the hell is Chu Xia? Who is he?

So far, Lu Cong has never associated Chu Xia with the dog emperor. Although he has not seen his appearance, those eyes will never appear on the face of the Hunjun.

Thinking of the gentleness that appeared in front of him just now, Lu Cong's eyebrows gathered a little. Is he treating himself like this, or is he treating everyone like this?

Thinking of this, Lu Cong felt ridiculous again, Chu Xia still had a young master Zhou in her heart, and she wanted to monopolize this gentleness, which was a bit whimsical.

After a while, Chu Xia came back and saw Lu Cong still lying on the table. He took a wet handkerchief and wiped off the wine stains on the back of Lu Cong's hands, and took off the wine glasses and jugs together. .

He heard Lu Cong's low voice, calling out: "Unfortunate..."

After Chu Xia packed the table, she came to Lu Cong's side, leaned down and looked at his face, saw nothing unusual, asked him: "What's wrong?"

Lu Cong didn't say anything, but repeated it in a hoarse voice. The blush on his face deepened, and there was a trace of confusion in his slightly opened eyes.

How is Chu Xia? It seems that he suddenly understands what is wrong with him.

Tell you not to drink, you don't listen, now? Who do you blame for your discomfort!

But Lu Cong looks so pitiful now? When Chu Xia is facing the villain, it may be because he knows that this is the object of his mission, so he is particularly easy to soften his heart.

Chu Xia helped Lu Cong to lie down on the bed. Lu Cong held his hand and refused to let go. He stared at Chu Xia with both eyes. If he was awake, Chu Xia could still be with him. Reasonable, but now? No matter what you say, Lu Cong won't listen.

Chu Xia took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, and untied Lu Cong's belt somewhat resignedly.

Lu Cong's breath gradually became heavier. After a long time, Chu Xia's fingers became a little stiff. Lu Cong was finally satisfied. He leaned on the pillow behind him and sighed comfortably. Chu Xia stopped and looked at his own hands. Want to cry but have no tears, who can help me?

In the room, Lu Cong leaned forward a little, hugged Chu Xia, and rested his head on Chu Xia's shoulder.

The strong smell of musk spread slowly in the room. Someone was sighing softly, and the warm breath lingered around them. Lu Cong closed his eyes, and after a while, he breathed evenly. Come down, as if fell asleep.

Chu Xia laid him flat on the bed, adjusted him to a more comfortable posture, and then sat by the bed, flipping through the erotic albums in the cabinet in the room boredly.

It was not until evening that Lu Cong woke up, bid farewell to Chu Xia, and left the Nanfeng Pavilion. Chu Xia sat by the window and watched his figure disappear at the end of the long street. The boss came in from outside and asked Chu Xia Xia: "Master Chu, what are you going to do?"

Chu Xia covered her forehead and replied, "Let me think about it."

Why did Lu Cong take a fancy to himself?If you fall in love at first sight, at least you have to look at your face. Could it be that he has recognized himself, but his reaction doesn't seem to recognize him.

Chu Xia's original plan was to use the golden finger to completely obliterate his identity, but now he is a little hesitant. His mission is to appease the villain. If he does it well, it seems like adding fuel to the fire.

Even if he doesn't take the task seriously, it's not good? Riding on Lu Cong's head and dancing.

Then what if he was not the emperor and came here to be a servant in the Nanfeng Hall?

Chu Xia sneered, then his brain was kicked by a donkey.

After thinking about it, it's not impossible, the emperor doesn't look like an emperor, he is under control everywhere, and he has to worry about being plotted against him all the time, why not be more relaxed and at ease as a young man?

But if Lu Cong knew his identity, the final result would probably be that he could not be the emperor, and he would disappear.

How can it be so miserable?

Chu Xia changed her clothes and sneaked back to the palace. After returning to the palace, he ran to the imperial dining room first, found some pastries to pad his stomach, and told the imperial chef a few new dishes by the way, so that the imperial chef could try it out .

After coming out of the imperial dining room, Chu Xia hadn't taken two steps when he heard someone calling him, "Your Majesty."

He turned his head and saw the well-dressed imperial concubine walking towards him quickly, Chu Xia was startled and almost ran away.

Thinking of his identity, he stood firmly in place, and told the noble concubine, "Go slowly, be careful, child."

The noble concubine smiled, the sky was full of rays of light falling on the silk and satin on her body, it was full of brilliance, the emperor obviously still cared about him, why?She couldn't understand him a little bit.

"My concubine sees Your Majesty."

Chu Xia calmed the noble concubine with an ordinary attitude, and asked, "My noble concubine."

He just yelled, the imperial concubine angrily said to him: "Your Majesty used to be called concubine Yue'er?"

"Ah, this..." Chu Xia was silent for a long time, this Yue'er? He really couldn't yell out, so he simply changed the subject and asked, "Why is the noble concubine coming to see me? Is there something wrong?"

The noble concubine said to Chu Xia: "The concubine is ready? I haven't seen Your Majesty for a few days, and I miss you."

Chu Xia is really not used to dealing with girls, especially the girl who has a deep relationship with the original owner. He calmly took half a step back, slightly distanced himself from Lin Mengyue, and treated her He explained: "I'm busy with state affairs these days, and I've neglected you a little bit. It's my fault. How about you? Okay? Take care of your health."

"The concubine will?" The imperial concubine didn't believe that this stupid king would one day work hard for state affairs, but he wanted to hide it from her, and she couldn't ask one, two or three, so she could only say to Chu Xia with concern, " Your Majesty, too? Okay? Take care of yourself."

Chu Xia responded perfunctorily, and hurried back to the bedroom with a group of palace servants.

The imperial concubine looked at Chu Xia's disappearing figure and fell into deep thought? The emperor must have something to hide from her.

Chu Xia tried to be a better emperor, but the officials didn't give him this chance at all. As soon as he opened his mouth, no matter whether it was black or white, the audience was full of flattery, but he did practical things, not a single one.

If he was given a period of time to carry out a major exchange of blood in the court, he might still have a chance to turn the tide, but he still had no time.

It's hopeless, it's really hopeless, it's better to go to Nanfeng Hall as a servant.

With such a mentality, Chu Xia kept procrastinating, and ran to the Nanfeng Pavilion outside the palace after the early court. Lu Cong would come every day, and when he came, he would drink and pour three cups. Chu Xia sometimes doubted him Did he come here to cheat? Chong.

Lu Cong never heard Chu Xia mention that Young Master Zhou again. He seemed to have completely lost contact with that person. Lu Cong drank two more glasses today, and after drinking, he watched two pages of spring with Chu Xia. Gong, Chu Xia has never done a good job in this matter, and commenting directly in front of Lu Cong sounds like some kind of invitation.

So when Chu Xia helped him to bed, Lu Cong rolled over and pressed Chu Xia under his body, and his fingers landed on his belt.

Chu Xia put her hands on his chest, and refused, "No, it's not possible."

As he refused, he sighed silently in his heart, how good? The villain, it's a pity that he can't do it.

If this thing on his body? It was put on by Lu Cong, and if Lu Cong saw it today, wouldn’t it be all revealed? Even if it wasn’t worn by Lu Cong, it would be a shame to be seen? What do you mean? .

Lu Cong frowned. When he saw Chu Xia for the first time, he was talking about Mr. Zhou Qian Yuanwai Zhao Da? His hand fell on Chu Xia's slender neck, and he asked him: " Since anyone can sleep with you, why can't I?"

Chu Xia cursed in his heart, okay? After a while? After a while, he realized who those people were. He whispered, "It's different, it's different..."

"What's the difference?" Lu Cong asked while pinching his chin.

Maybe it's because Zhou Gongzi, Qian Yuanwai, and Zhao Da? were all fabricated by him, and Lu Cong really wanted to sleep with him.Chu Xia moved her lips: "...It's just different."

For some reason, Lu Cong's heart softened, and his fingers landed on the mask, and asked him: "Let me see you, okay? Is it okay?"

Chu Xia raised her hand, landed on her mask, looked straight at Lu Cong, and asked him, "Didn't you promise me not to look at my appearance?"

Some time ago, Chu Xia said in front of Lu Cong that his appearance was ruined and he didn't want to show it to others. That's why he put on a mask. He hoped that Lu Cong would not persecute him. No? Contact, and naturally agreed.

That's why Chu Xia dared to run out of the palace every day. Today, this thing wanted to go back on his word, and Chu Xia wanted to bite him.

Seeing him staring at him, Lu Cong followed the outline of the mask with his fingers and moved up to his temples little by little.

Angry?

Lu Cong wanted to laugh, and hugged Chu Xia, "I won't watch it, I won't watch it."

Anyway, with just this pair of eyes, he can also recognize him.

Maybe one day, he believes that he won't despise him because of his appearance, and then he will be honest in front of himself.

"Sleep with me for a while? Son?"

Lu Cong lay down with his arms around Chu Xia, as if only by his side could he get a little peace that he had never had before.

Chu Xia was worried, and told Lu Cong, "You can't? Move? Hands? Move? Feet."

Chu Xia couldn't believe it? Believe it was something she could say.

Breaking the lock kills me!Breaking the lock kills me!

Lu Cong hummed, sleeping soundly, but Chu Xia couldn't sleep. He supported his head with one hand, and gently traced Lu Cong's eyebrows and eyes with the other hand.

The matter between Chu Xia and Lu Cong, he failed to make a decision earlier, so he dragged it on day by day until now?

Lu Cong still wanted to redeem him from the Nanfeng Pavilion. Chu Xia went back to the palace and thought for a long time. If he really went back to his general's mansion with Lu Cong, he would be equivalent to completely abandoning himself as the emperor. With his identity, it doesn't make sense for this emperor to be an emperor, but if he disappears from the palace like this, I'm afraid there will be a lot of troubles.

Chu Xia felt that this matter needed to be considered. He didn't reject Lu Cong, but only told Lu Cong that he had to consider it.

In the palace, the noble concubine heard that the emperor was leaving the palace today, so she recruited her concubine into the palace. The two of them had been chatting for a while, and finally got down to business.

They drugged the dog emperor. When they let him die, he will die. They are just afraid that after the dog emperor dies, Lu Cong will rise up. They hoped to use the emperor's hand to get rid of Lu Cong, but the emperor didn't For some reason, even the noble concubine didn't want to see her anymore, let alone listen to the concubine's fire and get rid of Lu Cong.

"I heard that Lu Cong recently fell in love with a young lady. Will he always go to a Nanfeng restaurant?" He paused, kissed the concubine's shoulder, and continued, "We'll arrest that young lady. How about threatening him?"

The imperial concubine was a little skeptical, and asked, "Just a little girl, can you make Lu Cong submit?"

"Anyway, he's just a little boy, and he can't cause much trouble. If Lu Cong doesn't care, we don't have any loss. If he cares, it's even better. Let's seize I've seen his weakness, and I'm afraid that he will be disobedient."

The imperial concubine doesn't think this method is so wise, if it is not done well, it will only scare the snake, and if you really want to catch Lu Cong's weakness, it should be yourself.

Otherwise, Lu Cong wouldn't? He has been struggling in the frontier for so many years? He didn't dare to come back and look at himself.

Thinking of this, the imperial concubine couldn't help chuckling.

Seeing him smiling, the man couldn't help kissing him again. He dispelled the concubine's worries and said, "Don't worry, I will? Push all this on the dog emperor. Lu Cong just investigates, and in the end he can only investigate. It turned out that the emperor's people did it."