[Quick Transmigration] Blackening the male lead, flirting wantonly

"Insert the needle?" Feng Yi frowned and leaned over to Song Yun.

He squinted and saw a silver needle between Gu Qing's nails. The silver needle had already sunk into the flesh and blood, leaving only the slightest needle tail exposed and soaked in blood.

"Gu Huai!" Feng Yi saw that the breath around his body was depressed, and his complexion was particularly ugly. He didn't realize that Gu Qing's fingers were also injured.

Feng Yi was so annoyed that he raised his hand and slapped himself on the face.

"What are you doing!" Song Yun was startled, and looked at Feng Yi in astonishment, "You are crazy, why are you beating yourself?"

"It's all my fault." Feng Yi said in a deep voice.

He shouldn't have taken Gu Qing out... let alone hand him over to someone else, otherwise he wouldn't have been tortured.

He has some understanding of the harsh punishment of inserting needles. It is said that it is a tactic used to interrogate women. He has never seen it before, but today he saw it on the person he loves the most.

Feng Yi clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging into his flesh without moving.

Seeing that he was so angry, Song Yun felt helpless, and raised his hand to comfort Feng Yi's arm: "What's wrong with you? Since Gu Huai wants to touch the emperor, he will definitely find a chance."

"You don't have to blame yourself too much." Song Yun comforted Feng Yi.

Picking up Gu Qing's other hand, the same Gu Qing had a needle inserted between his fingers.

His face changed slightly, and he looked sideways at Gu Qing's feet.

There is also a silver needle inserted in the thumb of the left foot. Unlike the deep part of the finger, this needle is not inserted very deep, and the tail of the needle is exposed in front of the face and is easy to pull out.

Song Yun turned around and picked up the hemostatic powder, "Feng Yi, you pull out the silver needle on the emperor's foot, and I will treat the wound for him."

Feng Yi looked at Gu Qing's feet, every time he looked at his injured place, Feng Yi felt distressed.

He stepped up and walked over, squatting on the ground, his movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of becoming Gu Qing.

Feng Yi held Gu Qing's foot, raised his hand to pinch the silver needle, "Will it hurt him?"

If he hurts, will he cry... Feng Yi looked at Song Yun in confusion.

Song Yun:...Brother, what time is it!You still worry about this!

Everyone has passed out, okay? !

Song Yun stared fiercely at Feng Yi's face, wishing he could throw his shoes on his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "It won't hurt, I gave him painkiller pills."

"That's good." Feng Yi heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand to hold the silver needle, and quickly pulled out the needle with a ruthless complexion.

Seeing this, Song Yun immediately cleaned up the wound, not daring to slack off at all.

After treating the foot injury, Song Yun picked up Gu Qing's hand, looked at it carefully, and picked up the tweezers to clamp the end of the needle.

"Take it easy." Seeing Song Yun about to pull out the needle, Feng Yi showed worry, "Why don't I come?"

"Get lost!" Song Yun was so frightened by Feng Yi that his hands trembled, and he lifted his foot and kicked Feng Yi's leg, "Go away!"

Hearing this, Feng Yi really didn't move. He raised his hand to pat the dust off his legs, and stood quietly behind Song Yun, staring at Song Yun's back with dark eyes, like a hungry wolf staring at food.

An hour later.

Song Yun finally cleaned up the wound on Gu Qing's body. He raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on his face, "He's fine, but he's lost a lot of blood, and he might be in a coma for a few days."

"You should find a way to feed him the medicine these days."

Song Yun stretched as he said, got up and planned to go back to sleep with his baby.

But how could Feng Yi let him go back so easily?

After all...he hit himself just now.

Feng Yi covered Gu Qing with the quilt, a look of sternness flashed across his cold face, he grabbed Song Yun by the collar, and dragged him out.

"Hey... Hey..." "Feng Yi, what do you want!" Song Yun pulled his clothes to prevent him from strangling himself.

"My king suddenly felt a little itchy, and wanted to discuss with you." Feng Yi smiled evilly at him, raised his hand and threw him in the yard, and beat Song Yun violently.

"what……"

The screams woke up the sleeping Lin Xi, he got up and walked to the door, watching Song Yun being beaten through the gap.

Although distressed, but also very carefree.

Being beaten so badly... I probably won't touch him in a short time.

Lin Xi thought happily.

But he was wrong, Song Yun is a mad dog.

No matter what time...is in heat/estrus.

When Song Yuntian finished cleaning up, it was already dawn. Seeing that he had passed out, Feng Yi thoughtfully threw him back to the door of the room.

Lin Xi opened the door, saluted Feng Yi, and dragged Song Yun back into the room.

After beating Song Yun, Feng Yi felt much better.

He returned to the house, hugged Gu Qing's body in his arms, and closed his eyes.

When Gu Xingxing came over, it was already four days later.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar veil and the familiar sandalwood. He looked sideways, but there was no Feng Yi in the room.

"38, where's Feng Yi?" Gu Qing asked suspiciously, just when he wanted to sit up, he accidentally touched the wound, causing Gu Qing to gasp. "38, reduce the pain to 30 percent." Gu Qing said.

[Yes, host. ][Reduction completed] 438 replied with a cold voice full of helplessness.

After the pain was gone, Lu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask, "Where did Feng Yi go?"

It's noon now, so it's time to come back even if it's early morning.

[Back to the host, the hero is helping you out. ] "Break it out for me?" Gu Qing was taken aback, frowning, "Break it out for me?"

[The news of your injury spread, the minister thought you were seriously injured and feared that you would die soon, so he planned to fill the harem for you and make you a queen, so as to leave an heir for Chaoyue. ]468 explained.

"..." Gu Qing's face darkened when he heard the words. This is the first time he has been conferred, and this is the first time he has been conferred. Besides, he wanted him to have an heir before he died. This group of ministers really... .Loyal minister.

"Come here!" Gu Qing thought for a moment, then opened his mouth and shouted out the door.

The little stool that had been guarding the door all this time, heard the voice, hurriedly opened the door and walked in, "Your Majesty..." He looked at Lu Qing with tears in his eyes, "You're awake... Your Majesty !"

The little stool opened his mouth excitedly, stumbled and ran to Gu Qing and knelt down, "Your Majesty, you finally woke up... The servant is worried about you..." God knows he saw the regent hugging the emperor The way he came back, he was almost scared and went... Fortunately, fortunately, the emperor is not dead.

"Okay, don't cry, I'm going to find the regent now, send some people over here." Lu Qing interrupted him with a determined face.

The little stool was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, Lu Qing glared at him, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go!"

"Yes... the slave will go right away." The little stool nodded and quickly got up and ran out.

At this moment, the front hall is in dire straits.

Feng Yi sat on the chair with his chin propped up, and mockingly looked at the minister kneeling on the ground, "Why, are you so impatient to force the emperor to be the queen?"

"Prince Regent, how can this be considered coercion? Since the emperor ascended the throne, there are so many beauties in the harem, and countless concubines, but there is not a single prince." Yang servant Yang Wenhao said.

"Regent, the old minister thinks what Yang Shilang said is right. Furthermore, setting up a queen is what a king of a country should do. In addition, now that the emperor is injured, he has no time to manage the harem."

"It's better to be a queen, so that I can share the affairs of the harem for the emperor, what's wrong?" Jiang Wen's father, Jiang Nanshan, seconded, the reason why he spoke today was all for his daughter and the Jiang family.

The Jiang family is now in decline, not as strong as before. As long as their family produces a queen, the status must be extraordinary, so today he will second Yang Wenhao's words.

But... Jiang Nanshan looked at Yang Wenhao disdainfully.

Just because he also wants to compete with his daughter for the second place?Really overwhelmed.

However, Jiang Nanshan didn't know that the daughter he was thinking of had already entered the underworld.

After listening to what they said, Feng Yi smiled ironically.

These people speak better than they sing.

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked in front of them: "You guys can talk."

"I dare not wait." Jiang Nanshan bowed his head hastily, "I am just telling the truth."

Feng Yi heard the words and was about to refute him, but was interrupted by an angry voice: "Are you sure you're not talking nonsense anymore?!"

Feng Yi was shocked all over, he raised his head and looked at the figure with Xi Yi's eyes, only to see that Gu Qing was carried in by several guards, he sat on the palanquin, his appearance was even more stunning with his red clothes.

"Ah Qing..." Feng Yi muttered to himself.

"My lord." Gu Qing grinned at Feng Yi.

That smile is as warm and healing as the warm winter sun.

[Male lead favorability +5] Feng Yi's heartbeat quickened, he strode towards Gu Qing's side, and hugged him into his arms, "You're finally awake..." "Yeah." Gu Qing Qing noticed that his body was shaking, raised her hand and patted his back comfortingly, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry, my lord."

How could it be possible not to worry... Feng Yi thought to himself.

God knows that when he saw him covered in blood, he wished he could kill everyone.

If, if something really happened to him, Feng Yi felt that he would definitely die with him.

After all, this world without him...what's the point of being alive.

"Alright, my lord, I still have something to say to these loyal ministers." Gu Qing pushed Feng Yi away with a sarcastic tone.

"Okay." Feng Yi nodded and retreated to Gu Qing's side, without speaking again.

"Your majesty, you're awake..." Jiang Nanshan looked at Gu Qing with a smirk, complaining in his heart that Gu Qing was so fateful that he hadn't died yet.

"Yeah, I dreamed that you were going to stand for me, and I immediately woke up excitedly. If I don't wake up, I will come here." As Lu Qing said, his eyes gradually turned cold, his face was clouded, and he had to It is said that the ancient intrigue is really disgusting.

"The emperor said that, did he agree to be the empress?" The people in Jiang Nanshan heard the words, looked sideways and saw surprises in the other party's eyes.

"Of course." Gu Qing replied straightforwardly, of course he would be the queen, but the person they least expected would be the queen.

Hearing these words, Feng Yi raised a vague smile, clenched his fists, stared at Lu Qing's back with cold eyes.

As long as he dares to stand up.

Then don't blame him for burning the palace and destroying the entire Chaoyue Kingdom.