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

Jiang Mi saw Cheng Zhan's disgusted expression at a glance.

Although he didn't know what provoked that person again, Jiang Mi didn't care about it.

He still bent down to salute respectfully, "Your Majesty."

Cheng Chan was leaning on the big bed, a corner of the dark bed curtain was torn off, the thick black long hair slipped into the loose and crooked collar, hanging on the white and slender collarbone, and Hair got tangled up on the jade clasp.

Cheng Zhan swept his robe sleeves, his face was extremely unswerving, but he had to listen to what the old doctor Wang said.

The heartache has haunted him for many years, making him sleepless at night, having difficulty sleeping and eating. It is more like a cancer attached to his heart, making him a terrifying monster.

Everyone was terrified of him, and those terrified and humble eyes made him want to kill someone when he saw it. Since he was so scared, he should die.

But this lowly person in front of him is the only one who is not afraid of him.

Cheng Zhan snorted coldly, as expected, the greater the ambition, the greater the courage.

Jiang Mi stood in the lower position, he didn't know that the person in front of him could think about so many things.

He only stared at the bluestone slab under his feet, thinking quietly, wondering if the mermaid named Yue Liang could find Jiang Man in the harem, if he couldn't find it, he had to take the initiative to go to court The palace is looking for someone.

He had to serve the tyrant all the time during the day, and it seemed that he had to find time to go out at night.And after two days, it's time to find a lake. Every day in the bathtub, I'm really bored and panic.

As far as the mermaids are concerned, they will not go ashore easily unless they have something important to do. In fact, staying in the water is much more comfortable than being on the shore.

Jiang Mi's thoughts gradually emptied.

Cheng Zhan could only see Jiang Mi's lowered brows hidden in the dark, he naturally didn't know that Jiang Mi didn't put his mind on him at all.

Seeing Jiang Mi's recalcitrant appearance, Cheng Zhan was furious, but Jiang Mi was able to persuade him when he was going crazy, so he couldn't kill him easily. After he healed his heart disease, he would deal with it separately. Just bear it.

Jiang Mi lowered his head and was thinking about something, when a cold and impatient voice came from a distance, "Don't pass the meal to Gu."

Jiang Mi responded, turned around and left the inner hall, and reported the news to the palace servants in the outer hall.

The palace people were already filled with a sense of luck that they survived a catastrophe, and they couldn't help being astonished when they saw Jiang Mi's whole body going in and out.

Seeing Jiang Mi coming out to pass on the meal, they came back to their senses and hurriedly led the order out.

Fortunately, Cheng Zhan's deterrence was still very strong in the hearts of everyone in the palace. Although they were flustered, their movements were still swift.

The place where Cheng Chan eats is still in the inner hall of Shou'an Hall. The mahogany table several feet long is full of meals, served in gilded bowls and plates. Whether Cheng Chan can finish eating or not, he has to look good foot.

There are also palace servants who specialize in serving Cheng Zhan's meals, and present silver chopsticks to Cheng Zhan.

Surrounded by a variety of colorful and fragrant dishes, there is a cup of stewed milky fresh fragrant fish soup. There are some green shallots sprinkled on the soup, which is very attractive and makes people's index fingers move.

But Jiang Mi looked at the fish soup and was stunned for a moment, not because of the pitiful feeling of finding his own kind being eaten.

Instead, he smelled something weird in the strong smell of the fish soup.

The traces are very faint, and a bitter taste lingers in Jiang Mi's nose from time to time.

With the sense of smell of ordinary people, it is absolutely impossible to smell it, and only Jiang Mi, an extraordinary mermaid, can smell it.

There is no such strange smell in other dishes on the table, only in this fish soup.

Jiang Mi was slightly puzzled, could it be that the gall in the fish soup hadn't been cleaned?It is said that this kind of problem will never occur in the imperial dining room, so what is it...

That's what he was thinking.

The old eunuch who let Jiang Mi enter the palace to serve after Cheng Zhan fell asleep, hunched over and let out a smile all over his face.

"Your Majesty, this fish is a new dish in the imperial dining room. It is made from the Songjiang perch that was just offered this season. This fish is not only fresh, but also very clean, without any bitterness. Your Majesty can first Taste a couple of bites, it’s good to whet your appetite.”

Jiang Mi has watched some Gongdou dramas in modern times. In those dramas, he always likes to show the cannon fodder villain some very subtle and weird expressions, so as to convey to the audience that this person is a villain who is ready to stumble and cause trouble.

Jiang Mi's eyesight is excellent, he looked over quietly, staring at the clean and beardless face of the old eunuch, he could clearly find that the smile was superficial, revealing a smug smile , as if forcibly bending the face of a mummy.

When the old eunuch lowered his head, his eyelids drooped, and he glanced at the fish soup in a complicated and profound way.

Jiang Mi: "..."

It's not that Jiang Mi wants to pay attention so clearly, it's because his eyesight is too good.

Jiang Mi's eyes turned to the fish soup calmly, he guessed in his heart.

That fish soup should be poisonous, even if it is not poisonous, maybe other things have been added, but it is not a good thing.

Jiang Mi lowered his eyes to look at the tyrant in front of him. The man had a sullen face, and he didn't even give the old eunuch a hand out of the corner of his eyes. Naturally, he didn't notice the old eunuch's strange expression.

Jiang Mi didn't have much thought about the possibility that the fish soup might be poisonous.

Ordinarily, the tyrant should have died on the day of the palace change two years later, he would not have died so early.

But Jiang Mi pondered for a while, if he entered the palace and became the tyrant's personal servant, would he change the plot in the original book in a subtle way, as if pulling a hair would affect the whole body.

If the plot changes, for example, if the tyrant dies today, the general story development will also be derailed, which is very unfavorable for Jiang Mi, not to mention that Jiang Man has not been found yet.

Jiang Mi couldn't gamble with this, he thought for a while, and he had an idea in his mind.

Although Cheng Zhan was tired of others persuading him to eat, he also knew that he could not eat without it, so he ordered fish soup casually.

The palace servant who served Cheng Zhan's meal immediately took up the carved gold bowl to scoop up the soup, but suddenly someone grabbed his arm.

The palace man who was carrying the bowl was holding a porcelain white spoon in his hand, his face full of bewilderment.

Jiang Mi nodded slightly at him, "I'll do it."

Seeing that His Majesty did not make a sound, the palace servants thought that His Majesty had acquiesced, so they hurriedly let go and stepped back.

The old eunuch in the distance frowned. It was strange enough that the male servant didn't die after taking the medicine, why is he still so troublesome.

Cheng Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, tapped lightly on the table with his slender fingertips, strands of hair fell down, and stared at Jiang Mi with clear and shallow eyes, full of complex disdain.

Sure enough, this lowly person just wanted to follow his power and curry favor secretly. In order to please him, he tried to serve him so closely, thinking that a good skin would be enough.

Really ridiculous.

Jiang Mi didn't notice Cheng Zhan's expression, but just scooped up the soup. The soup was still hot, but it was no problem for Jiang Mi, who was rough-skinned and thick-skinned.

Holding a soup bowl, he came to Cheng Zhan's side.

Putting the tip of the right finger in the dark and stroked the palm of the left hand slightly, a trace of blood spilled out, and the blood disappeared into the milky white soup along the wall of the bowl very concealedly, and dissipated instantly without being seen at all.

Almost at the moment when the blood overflowed, the wound on the palm of Jiang Mi's left hand healed quickly without any trace.

The mermaid family has always had a strong ability to recover from trauma, and they are invulnerable to all kinds of poisons. Not only that, their blood can also cure all kinds of poisons, this is the memory of the original mermaids.

So Jiang Mi still understands this kind of thing, no matter what is added to this soup, it will not have any effect on Cheng Zhan now.

Holding the soup bowl, Jiang Mi stood still in front of Cheng Zhan.

Just as he was about to bring the soup bowl to Cheng Cheng's hand, he suddenly remembered that the soup was still boiling hot, and it would be too hot for ordinary people to drink for a while.

If it is just put in front of the tyrant like this, I am afraid it will be ridiculed again, but if it is left cold for people to drink, the tyrant may become a demon again.

In just a few days, Jiang Mi has figured out the habits of this tyrant.

Jiang Mi didn't care about his taunting and acting like a monster, but just found it troublesome.

In order to prevent trouble, Jiang Mi decided to feed him.

Jiang Mi picked up the spoon in the soup bowl and scooped up a spoonful of soup, shook it gently, and brought the spoon to Cheng Zhan's mouth.

"Your Majesty, drink the soup."

Cheng Zhan stared at the spoon next to his mouth, his face full of complicated and bored, he wanted to wave his sleeves to lift the spoon and the soup bowls, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be a better way.

Just let this male servant think that he is getting closer to him and has won his favor, but he just looks at him as a joke all the time. Playing with this male servant and playing with this lowly person in the palm of his hand is a joy to pass the day .

So Cheng Zhan faced the slightly astonished faces of the palace people, slowly opened his lips, held the spoon in his mouth, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and swallowed the fish soup.

Jiang Mi only thought that this tyrant just liked to be served by others, so he didn't think about it and continued to feed the soup.

Cheng Zhan glanced at him casually, and found that Jiang Mi was looking at him very intently, the cold brows and eyes were still somewhat tender at this time, and the palm of the hand holding the bowl was already red from the hot fish soup .

But the lowly male waiter still had no other expressions on his face, he just fed the soup, and it seemed that he didn't feel any pain at all.

Oh, Cheng Zhan let out a low snort in his heart, as expected, in order to get close to him, he really didn't care about anything.

ridiculous.

Jiang Mi looked down at the fish soup in the bowl, and couldn't help thinking that when he first came to this world, he thought about whether fish could communicate with each other, but later he realized that it was impossible.

No matter what, the days when he lived in the sea were indeed very interesting days. When he thought about it, his whole body was filled with tenderness.

The mermaid's body temperature is naturally low. Holding this bowl of hot soup at this time, Jiang Mi felt that his palms were warm and comfortable.

Although the old eunuch next to him was also in a daze, since the fish soup had already been fed to others, other matters could be shelved first and dealt with later.

The inner hall was quiet, only the slight sound of drinking soup.

Jiang Mi feeds it spoon by spoon.

Cheng Zhan drank it spoonful by spoonful.

The two had their own thoughts, and just finished a bowl of fish soup.

Jiang Mi looked at the empty bowl in his hand, "Your Majesty, do you want some soup?"

Cheng Zhan waved his hand and said impatiently, "I won't drink anymore."

Jiang Mi took back the soup bowl as good as he could, and continued to wait by the side.