Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Mi was silent for a moment, just judging from the man's expression, he roughly guessed what the man was thinking.

He didn't talk to him, but just lowered his head and fastened the cloud-patterned belt, and tidied up his clothes, making sure that there wasn't any place that shouldn't be exposed.

Then he looked up at the man again, and said in a calm tone: "Your Majesty, you are too worried. I don't have the ability to attract your cat from such a far away place with just a piece of fish scale. This is just an accident."

As he spoke, Jiang Mi bent down and picked up the nape of the Persian cat, and gently put it into Cheng Zhan's arms.

"Your Majesty, please go back and rest."

Cheng Zhan's eyes were cold, holding the howling cat in his arms, staring at Jiang Mi, as if waiting for Jiang Mi to kowtow and plead guilty, crying bitterly, "You really don't treat yourself as a slave, and you are like Gu? say."

"Then His Majesty wants the slave to be sent back to the bedroom." Jiang Mi replied seriously.

Cheng Chan paused for a moment, his eyes welled up with hostility, but there was nowhere to vent it, Jiang Mi's attitude seemed to be beyond reproach.

He is obviously a lowly person who can be executed with a single sentence, so why bother talking with him and causing trouble.

Cheng Zhan thought this way, but then he remembered what the real purpose of the person in front of him was, and he hadn't been dug out yet. If he died so easily, it would be cheaper for him.

When the purpose is dug out, he will make life worse than death and be tortured!

Jiang Mi quietly looked at His Majesty Jingui's uncertain face, knowing that he probably had murderous intentions.

It's no wonder that this monarch was overthrown after only a few years in his position. It's understandable to be so bloodthirsty.

Cheng Zhan let out a cold snort, and inadvertently glanced at the dim fish scales on the ground, hugged the cat, and walked away.

A line of courtiers were already waiting outside the door, and when they saw His Majesty coming out, they followed Cheng Zhan's pace with hidden anger.

Jiang Mi didn't feel much about Cheng Zhan's inexplicable interruption. He took off his wet clothes, dried himself, changed his clothes again, and then fell asleep without any burden.

Until the second day.

Someone from the palace knocked on Jiang Mi's door and shouted outside.

"Is the waiter ready?"

Jiang Mi sat up from the bed with dim eyes, glanced at the gloomy sky outside the window where the dawn was gradually rising, and the cold dew air-conditioning came in from the window, he stretched out his hand and brushed aside the bed curtain, and replied in a hoarse voice, "Get up. "

Seeing Jiang Mi's answer, the palace servants shouted again, "Your Majesty will have breakfast, the servant should go over earlier, so as not to blame His Majesty."

Jiang Mi's consciousness gradually became clearer, and he understood that that person's temper and nature were not easy to get along with, and he didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he quickly changed his clothes, washed up, and walked out of the house.

The sky in the distance is blue and faint, and the palace is also silent.

Jiang Mi made a rough estimate, and it should be around [-] o'clock now. In modern times, it is only about five or six o'clock.

Jiang Mi originally thought that tyrants usually have irregular schedules, and they wake up whenever they want, how can they follow the rules.

But looking at that one is still different.

After Jiang Mi passed by, he realized that things didn't seem to be what he thought.

Cheng Zhan was dressed in a black gold robe, and the long black hair was loosely pulled up by the milky white suet jade hairpin. His eyes were half downcast, blue under the eyes, and cold in the eyes, and his pale fingertips rested on the corner of the dark table.

Looking very unhappy.

An old eunuch came trotting from a distance, holding a sandalwood box carefully in his hand, with a very cautious posture.

He walked up to Cheng Zhan, bowed to salute, and offered the box with both hands, "Your Majesty, there are still two Ningxin Pills left for Prime Minister Zuo, and Prime Minister Zuo will send someone to deliver the medicine tomorrow. Your Majesty was in a hurry last night. But this medicine must never be forgotten.”

Cheng Zhan squinted at the past, and was silent for a while without making a statement.

He opened the sandalwood box with only his fingertips, took out a brown pill the size of a thumb, and turned the pill around with his fingertips. Cheng Zhan closed his eyes slightly, opened his mouth, and swallowed the pill dryly.

As soon as it was swallowed into the throat, a glass of water was pushed from the left hand.

Jiang Mi stood aside and said calmly, "Your Majesty, drink water."

Cheng Chan glanced at him coldly, snorted, but still reached for the porcelain white cup and drank it.

The old eunuch glanced at Jiang Mi, frowned, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper, "What are you doing, slave, your Majesty, this medicine should not be taken with water."

Although Jiang Mi didn't understand the principles of medicine, he didn't understand why the medicine couldn't be taken with water. He was just about to speak.

Cheng Zhan waved his hand, looking annoyed, "Okay, but this time it's all, don't teach me a lesson."

The old eunuch limply shut his mouth again, lowered his body even lower, "Your Majesty said so."

Cheng Zhan sat there for a while, and the hostility in his heart subsided.

Jiang Mi glanced at him, and roughly estimated that this guy probably didn't fall asleep last night, and only woke up so early today.

Cheng Chan propped his head up, his eyes were dim, and his body was half crooked, as if he suddenly became sleepy.

The old eunuch carefully looked at Cheng Zhan's expression, and whispered, "Your Majesty is tired. If you are tired, you can rest first. The dragon's body is the most important thing. All the affairs of the court can be taken care of by the left minister."

Cheng Zhan raised his eyelids lazily, he also heard what the eunuch said, and hummed.

"That's it, I just want to rest."

Cheng Zhan left his seat and entered the inner hall surrounded by the palace people, and didn't even have breakfast.

Jiang Mi stayed outside alone, and no one cared about him.

After half a stick of incense, the palace servant from the inner palace came out with a pale face. Jiang Mi looked at the palace servant's inexplicable panic expression, as if a catastrophe was imminent, and he was a little puzzled.

"Eunuch, Your Majesty has already fallen asleep."

The old eunuch who had delivered medicine to Cheng Chan earlier was holding a whisk, his eyelids were drooping, and the inexplicable expression in his eyes was hard to see clearly.

"Then you guys get out first."

The palace man's tense body suddenly softened, and he lowered his head as if he was relieved.

After a while, all the servants in the inner hall retreated.

Cheng Zhan was left alone to rest inside.

Jiang Mi knew that he should not be able to leave now, so he prepared all the palace people to stay outside the palace and wait.

As soon as he took a step, the old eunuch behind him called to stop him.

"You stop."

Jiang Mi turned around and looked at the old eunuch, "Are you a slave?"

The old eunuch gave him a squinting look, "It's your slave, Your Majesty is sleeping inside, how can you, the male servant who is serving you closely, leave."

Jiang Mi nodded to show that he understood, it seemed that he should wait inside, without thinking about it, he walked into the inner hall of Shou'an Hall alone.

The old eunuch sneered slightly after watching Jiang Mi walk in.

Standing beside him was a slick young eunuch with mung bean eyes, the young eunuch came over to please him and smiled a few words, his face was all wrinkled and said, "Godfather, this man probably has no job. "

The old eunuch shrugged his shoulders lightly, and sneered in his eyes, "It's really hard to find a replacement. Quite a few died on the pole. You have to put on airs, show off your prestige as a slave, and dare to talk to me. Hmph, today If fewer people die, it can be regarded as accumulating evil virtues for you and me."

The young eunuch tilted his head, Mung Dou's eyes narrowed into a line, "Hey, godfather, look what you're talking about, godfather is a thick man with a bodhisattva heart, does he still need to accumulate Yin virtues?"

The old eunuch stared straight at the inner hall with drooping eyelids, and did not speak again.

The palace people who work in this Shou'an Palace all know the secrets in this Shou'an Palace that are not considered secrets in private.

Since the Ninth Five-Year Lord came to the throne, he couldn't eat well, he couldn't sleep well, and he always had nightmares at night. The imperial doctor also saw a lot, saying that it was a heart disease, and prescribed medicine, but none of them were very helpful. .

But since the past few years, Mr. Zuo Xiang sent the secret medicine to soothe the nerves.

That guy was finally able to fall asleep, but when he was half asleep and half awake, he would always violently kill people and forget about it afterwards.

The calming medicine is a strong medicine, and it can only be taken once a month, but every time after taking the medicine for the first time, that person will become a real irrational bloodthirsty tyrant, killing everyone he sees.

When taking the medicine every month, the front of the Shou'an Hall will be blood-red, and the long blood will soak into the seams of the bluestones. After a long time, the sutures will be dyed red. Who knows how many bones have been buried in the Shou'an Hall.

No wonder the palace servants who had withdrawn from the inner palace were terrified, but they were all afraid of staying in the inner palace.

Now when they heard that the outstanding male servant was left in the inner hall, some of them sighed with regret, while others rejoiced that they had lived an extra month, and that this disaster did not happen to them.

Everyone has different ideas.

Only Jiang Mi didn't know anything, he was standing alone in the empty and silent inner hall.

The only sound that could be heard was the man's gentle breathing.

He looked around, found a chair, and sat on it.

He himself knew that this was against the rules, but now that person is sleeping, and there is no one else in the inner hall, so it doesn't matter if he sits down.

Who knows how long that man will sleep, if he sleeps for half a day, he will have to stand for half a day.

Jiang Mi sat down without any psychological burden. Although the inner hall was drowsy, for him, a mermaid, he could still see everything clearly.

Jiang Mi sat quietly, waiting for someone to wake up, and it took about two or three sticks of incense.

A slight sound came from above the dragon-patterned bed in the inner hall.

Jiang Mi had excellent eyesight, so he turned his head to look.

I saw a figure half sitting up on the big bed.

Jiang Mi paused, did that person wake up? He stood up and walked over slowly.

Before he reached the edge of the bed, he saw that the half-sitting person on the bed had already got up.

In the drowsy inner hall, Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan's hazy face, and he frowned, feeling a little strange in his heart.

He called Cheng Zhan in a low voice, "Your Majesty."

The only answer to him was the shrill sound of the silver sword scraping against the ground.

Jiang Mi didn't notice all of Cheng Zhan's movements before, and he didn't see Cheng Zhan take down the unsheathed sword from the bedside.

But now Jiang Mi can see clearly.

Cheng Zhan came from the darkness with a sword in his right hand. The black gold robe on his body seemed to blend with the darkness, like a sharp sword that had just been sharpened and wanted to see blood urgently, full of cold and strong killing intent.

The bluestone surface reflects the hazy daylight coming in from the window.

Jiang Mi stood still on the spot, didn't move, something was wrong, very wrong, he seemed to be delirious, he stared at Cheng Zhan's chaotic eyes and thought carefully.

Could it be sleepwalking, Jiang Mi paused, it seemed possible.

As he was thinking, Cheng Zhan had already stepped forward quickly, and the tip of the sword pierced Jiang Mi's throat with the unique coldness of iron and silverware.

Jiang Mi quickly dodges to dodge, this kind of speed of the sword, it can be seen that the martial arts of the sword is very strong.

This His Majesty should still be a martial artist.

But for mermaids, it's still not enough.

The strength, speed and other abilities of the mermaid clan have always been bestowed by the gods. Ordinary people will never reach this level after practicing martial arts in their lifetime.

Calling the mermaid a "demon" is not a lie.

With confused eyes, Cheng Zhan immediately reversed the hilt of his sword and slashed at Jiang Mi's face, bent his right knee and kicked Jiang Mi's left leg.

With five fingers, Jiang Mi directly squeezed the blade of the sword that was only one finger away from his eyes, turned around, kicked on the dragon-patterned gold pillar with his left leg, and used his strength to turn behind Cheng Zhan, and by the way, pulled out the gun in Cheng Chan's hand. silver sword.

Jiang Mi casually pulled out a sword flower with the silver sword, and then threw it at Cheng Zhan's left sleeve. The strength of the silver sword was too strong, and Cheng Zhan was led staggeringly forward.

The silver sword pierced through Cheng Zhan's cuff, and plunged deeply into the golden pillar with dragon pattern.

Cheng Chan, who was delirious, was pinned there, and subconsciously tried to pull his sleeves, but he didn't. When he was about to move again.

There was a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and his body suddenly went limp, but he was firmly grabbed by the collar from behind, so that he would not collapse on the ground, losing all face.

Jiang Mi held Cheng Zhan by the back collar, and mercilessly dragged him towards the big bed, as if he was dragging a sack.

After Jiang Mi put him on the bed, he opened Cheng Zhan's eyelids with two fingers. After looking for a while, he didn't see any tricks.

Jiang Mi stopped moving, and then gently wiped it off Cheng Zhan's forehead with his hand, helping Cheng Zhan close his eyes smoothly.

Faced with this situation, suddenly, four words popped up in Jiang Mi's mind, "I will die with regret."

Shaking his head, he dismissed such nonsense thoughts.

Jiang Mi lowered his head in bewilderment, wondering why this man would inexplicably commit murder while he was asleep.

For this phenomenon, Jiang Mi only thought of one problem, and that was mental problems.

Could it be that the tyrant is still insane?

Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan's face, it seemed that he would not remember that he knocked him out when he woke up.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sharp sound of breaking the wind in the distance.

Jiang Mi almost subconsciously grabbed something that had stabbed in front of him.

When he held it in his hand, he realized that it was an arrow with white wings at the end.

Jiang Mi raised his eyes and clearly saw a person standing in the distance.

He stood up and casually threw away the arrow in his hand.

"Who are you."

Jiang Mi stared at the man with cold eyes and asked, judging from his figure, the person who shot the arrow in the dark should be a woman.

The woman walked slowly and gracefully in front of Jiang Mi, pulled off the black cloth covering her face, revealing a beautiful and alluring face.

She grinned, revealing a pair of sharp fangs, "Sure enough, you are just like me."

It was only now that Jiang Mi saw that the woman's eyes were... dark blue.

And the breath on her body...

"You are of the mermaid family."

Jiang Mi paused and spoke with a firm tone.

The woman nodded with a smile, her dark blue eyes straightened up, "Yes, I have noticed your breath for several days, but you didn't notice me, but it's not your fault, after all, you are still young."

Jiang Mi looked at the woman's face, calmed down, and asked aloud, "You are a mermaid, why did you appear here?"

"But didn't you also appear here? You're still just a child. Why did your clan allow you to go ashore alone?"

Among the mermaids, because of their special constitution, it is difficult to reproduce, and there are very few young mermaids.

Different mermaid groups will naturally have conflicts, but no matter which group the young mermaids are, they all love them more.

Jiang Mi is only in his early twenties now. Among the mermaid clan who can live for more than a hundred years, even if he is considered young, he can be raised as a child.

"My name is Yueliang, what's your name?" the woman asked again.

"Jiang Mi." Jiang Mi glanced at her, and said it without hiding anything.

"What did you come ashore, kid?"

Jiang Mi was not used to this kind of elder tone, he asked back, "Then what are you here for?"

Yue Liang spread his hands and chuckled, "Of course I came here because I was bored. I have lived for a long time and have nothing to do, so I came here to have fun. After all, this is the king's territory."

Said, Yue Liang glanced behind Jiang Mi, "Is this the king of the human race? It's really poor."

Jiang Mi didn't quite understand what she meant by shabby, but as a mermaid, it was extremely strange that he could see another mermaid in the palace.

"You... sneaked in?"

With the skill of a mermaid, it is not difficult to avoid the soldiers in the palace and sneak into His Majesty's bedroom.

Yue Liang shook his head, his dark blue eyes glanced at Cheng Chan who was unconscious on the bed.

"I was chosen to serve as a harem for the king of the race."

"..."

Hearing this, Jiang Mi was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head slightly to look at Cheng Zhan.

This person must not know that there is a mermaid in his harem.