[Quick Transmigration] Blackening the male lead, flirting wantonly

Jiang An half-kneeled on the ground, staring at Feng Yi's back, until Song Ci came to call him, and then came back to his senses.

Song Ci helped him up, with a bit of blame and disapproval in his angry tone, he had already talked to Jiang An, don't disobey the emperor's words, otherwise he would be beheaded, but he refused to listen and said a lot The truth, he is a general and reckless man, he doesn't understand the truth, but he knows that life is the most important thing.

So although I can understand some things, but I have never said anything out of my life, just the fool in front of me, who foolishly blamed the emperor in front of all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

Jiang An patted his hand away and squinted at him, "You don't have to worry about my business!"

After saying that, Jiang An stepped forward and left the front hall. Song Ci yelled twice, but Jiang An ignored him, but he had no choice but to follow.

After finally catching up with Jiang An, he straightened out his messy clothes, walked up to him, and put his arms around his shoulders, "I said, I'm your suitor anyway, can you stop neglecting me like this!"

"This general is so suave and graceful, and Yushu is facing the wind, and you are a match made in heaven, a perfect match!" Song Ci said, looking at Jiang An's ear with his head down, and biting it lightly.

The next moment, Jiang An suddenly stopped, and slapped Song Ci on the face, "General Song respects himself, I am not broken sleeves, if you dare to move again, don't blame me for being rude."

Jiang An looked at the people in front of him indifferently. Song Ci, the eldest son of Song, and the generals of the Song family were all brave and good at fighting.

His martial arts is the strongest in the Song family, but his character is the worst in the Song family.

Jiang An once heard that Song Ci beat the Taifu's son when he was seven years old, and was punished by the late emperor for a month. He brought an actor from Yichunyuan home when he was ten years old, and was beaten a hundred times by Mr. Song. I lay in bed for two months.

At the age of 13, he went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, but fell in love with the general who was leading the army, and finally took off his clothes in front of millions of soldiers.

In the end, the general felt that he was insulted, so he committed suicide on the spot. Now that Song Ci had just turned 20, the beauties in his family had already been lined up outside the imperial city, comparable to the second imperial palace.

Jiang An thought and glanced at Song Ci in disgust. His character is so vicious, and there are not many people left in the Song family. He was not in a hurry to reorganize the Song family, and even dared to run up to him to tease him .

Regarding Jiang An's threat, Song Ci didn't take it seriously at all. The person in front of him was Daozi Zuidou. Ruxin, who said everything seriously, but in fact his heart was soft and messed up. This is why he likes Jiang An.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, I don't need to do anything!"

I move my mouth.

Jiang An didn't speak, turned around and left in strides. Song Ci looked at his back, shook his head dotingly, and followed him with strides.

Feng Yi returned to Fengxi Pavilion, and as soon as he entered the door, Gu Qing rushed up and hugged his arm, "My lord, how are you doing?!"

"Is he reliable?"

Feng Yi glanced at him lightly, and there was a rippling in his heart. He half dragged Lu Qing to the table and sat down, raised his hand and poured a glass of water, and then said: "What kind of person is he, the emperor should be better than me. Be clear! Otherwise, you wouldn't let me go to the court, make a fool of myself, and save him in the end, right?"

Hearing this, Gu Qing smiled awkwardly, let go of Feng Yi's hand and lay down on the table, "There is nothing I can do, all civil and military officials have heard Jiang An's words. As the emperor, I will punish him for his crimes. If I don't punish him, I will certainly If some officials are dissatisfied with my actions, then things will be very troublesome."

"That's why I wronged the lord to sing a good face." Gu Qing smiled softly at him, then sat up straight, "By the way, lord, I have passed on the news you asked me to pass on."

"En." Feng Yi nodded to show that he understood.

Seeing that he didn't intend to continue the chat, and his favorability didn't increase, Gu Qing thought that he might not get the favorability today, so he just found an excuse and slipped away.

Before leaving, Feng Yi asked Gu Qing to come back early for dinner, but Gu Qing didn't listen carefully and gave a vague reply, and trotted away from Fengxi Pavilion.

Gu Qing hadn't turned around the palace for so many days, he thought for a while, he didn't have anything to do in the afternoon, so he changed his clothes and took a small stool, and walked towards the harem.

Royal Garden.

Holding a white dragon jade fan in his hand, Gu Qing was wearing a gold-plated purple robe and a golden dragon robe, with a black jade embroidered belt buckled around his waist. His long black hair was loosely scattered behind him, his fair skin was rosy, and his dark eyes were extremely deep.

At this moment, he looked at everything around him curiously, and finally his eyes fixed on one place, and he walked over to cover the petals with his slender, white fingers.

peony……

He didn't expect to see peonies in this season, and Gu Qing's eyes became more gentle. In his vague memory, he remembered that there was someone who liked peonies very much, but he couldn't remember who it was.

But he knew that he also liked this flower very much.

Thinking of him folding it casually, he folded off the gorgeous peony and held it in his hand.

He planned to take it back and give it to Feng Yi.

After a day of heavy nightfall, Gu Qing's legs were sore, he finally went back to the imperial study room, and when he opened the door, he saw Feng Yi sitting at the dining table with a cold face.

"I'm willing to come back." Feng Yi raised his head and stared at Gu Qing, the air pressure around his body was so low that it could crush a person to death.

Gu Qing swallowed, and walked over suspiciously, "What... what's wrong?"

"How did you promise this king?"

Feng Yi got up and walked to the soft chair not far away, took the whip on it in his hand, and walked towards Gu Qing.

Lu Qing stared at the whip in his hand, and involuntarily pushed back a step, "My lord... what are you... doing with him?"

Feng Yi didn't speak, and walked over step by step with a stern face.

"My lord! I was wrong..."

Gu Qing sincerely admits his mistakes, although he doesn't know what he did wrong, but someone taught him, man!

No matter what you do, be the first to admit your mistake.

Feng Zi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? What's wrong with the emperor?"

Gu Qing: "..."

I said I think I'm right, do you believe me?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Feng Yi knew that he couldn't speak, Feng Yi chuckled lightly, with a dark feeling in his eyes.

"The emperor promised me that everything will be obeyed by me." Feng Yi said.

"I know." This is the best proof that he has tricked Feng Yi, how could he not know.

"But your majesty, it seems that you haven't done it." Feng Yi's face was completely darkened, his eyes were even more terribly cold, and the veins on his hands were bulging, "This king really hates people who don't believe what they say."

"Does the emperor know?"

"I... I don't know..." Gu Qing said that he wanted to cry, he didn't know that Feng Yi had this hidden attribute at all!

"38 Why didn't you tell me that he is so paranoid about breaking his promise!" Lu Qing howled, and pushed his body back a step, getting close to the cold wall.

[Character attributes are not within the jurisdiction of the system] 438 said coolly, looking at the new section that suddenly appeared on the page, although he was puzzled, he didn't say much.

Gu Qing cursed secretly, and then quickly appeased Feng Yi, "Why did I break my promise?"

Feng Yi's face became more and more indifferent. He had prepared meals early in the morning and waited for Gu Qing to come back. During this period, he sent people to look for him three times, but they couldn't find him. The dishes on the table were completely cold.

He has no patience, and there are indeed many things he hates, but he really wants to teach this child, but he disappoints him time and time again.

Feng Yi felt that he still had to teach him a lesson.

Thinking about it, Feng Yi raised his hand to control Lu Qing's hand, yanked him onto the bed, and pulled down the curtain.

The next moment there were screams one after another, and there was no sign of stopping for a long time.