The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

The palace maid knelt on the ground, her face twitched together, but she still bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to make a sound.

He Qing waved his hands and said casually: "Stop arguing, it makes me upset."

The eunuch withdrew his hands, straightened his back, and raised his gaze, "Your Majesty taught me the lesson."

Then he spit at the little maid, "You shameless bastard, you don't see your situation clearly!"

He Qing looked at the eunuch with a smile. It was self-evident who ordered the eunuch to come. It seemed that the protagonist Gong was not as weak as He Qing thought. For Lian Lin, Gu Youyan might do more extreme things.

"Bring it up!" the eunuch shouted to the outside.

A guqin was carried up by several people.

It was placed on the open space.

The clothes on He Qing's body were torn into several pieces. It was not obvious when he was lying on the bed, but as long as he moved, some of his body would always be exposed. around the waist.

clothes, guqin.

These two things were exactly what He Qing dreamed about that night.

The tyrant was wearing flamboyant clothes, and his fingertips wept blood on the strings, but he was forced to play.

Could it be that Gu Youyan knew about the tyrant's past, and did what he did today just to provoke him?

The eunuch stared at He Qing with his eyes, he shook the whisk in his hand, and pointed his chin at He Qing.

"Your Majesty, hurry up and change into this clothes, don't waste the kindness of the prime minister."

He Qing slowly clenched his hands into fists. Since others wanted to see it, he acted as if he was afraid. Anyway, he would always come back in the end.

"I won't wear it!" He Qing roared, because of the broken sound, there was despair and panic in his voice, he retreated to the head of the bed, huddled tightly, and kept waving his hands to drive away the person in front of him, "I Don't wear it! Take it away!"

"Your Majesty can't help this." The eunuch's voice was sharp and mean, coupled with his slack eyebrows, he was like a ghost urging his life.

The people on both sides came up to hold down He Qing, He Qing leaned against the wall, the hands on his shoulders held him down, He Qing trembled, with deep hatred in his eyes, "Let go of me!"

"Your Majesty, this servant calls you Your Majesty because of the Governor's face. According to your current situation, who will take you seriously?"

"Let's be honest, you have to wear these clothes today, and you have to wear them if you don't." The eunuch snorted coldly.

He Qing leaned forward,

Trying to break free from the shackles of these people, but it didn't work. The hands of those people nailed He Qing to the wall like iron nails.

The cold wall froze his body, two things on the ground fell into his eyes, He Qing's heart was as cold as frost, his eyes closed slowly, not looking at those things.

"Go and change your majesty's clothes!" the eunuch scolded.

Then a trembling hand was placed on He Qing's body, with thin calluses on it, rubbing He Qing's skin, He Qing frowned and opened his eyes, meeting a pair of round eyes.

It turned out to be the little maid from just now.

After the maid looked at him for a second, she screamed and fell on the ground.

He Qing silently withdrew the hand that he wanted to hold the little maid, and did not look at the little maid.

"Dog slave, what are you doing?" He Qing said coldly.

"Did you hear that, His Majesty is very angry." The eunuch looked like he was watching the show.

The little maid folded her arms and shrank her body, then threw herself on the ground and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, Eunuch please forgive me."

He Qing was pressed tightly by the two people, unable to move his body, but the coldness in his eyes was shocking.

The clothes on He Qing's body had long been rotten and tied around his waist, and his hair was scattered. The face that lined it was even whiter. above.

This look is obviously about to die, but He Qing squints his eyes lazily and complacently, like a cat.

The eunuch cursed secretly in his heart, and saw that blood-stained red lips parted slightly, mockingly said: "I'm talking about you."

"Dog slave!"

"You!" The eunuch blushed, pointing at He Qing, unable to utter a complete sentence.

He Qing spat out the blood accumulated in his mouth, then grinned slightly.

"Why, did I say something wrong?"

"Now that you recognize the new master, have you forgotten the old master?"

"Your Majesty!" The eunuch's face turned pale, and with a wave of his hand, he waved the whisk in his hand repeatedly, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Speak carefully."

He Qing laughed a couple of times, his lungs were involved, and he coughed violently again.

When coughing, the whole upper body was exerting force, and the two hands holding He Qing's shoulders were slightly separated. He Qing just got a little air, but was pressed back again, and merged with the wall.

The eunuch was anxious, took the red gauze dress and put it on He Qing.

The eunuch was used to dawdling in the palace, and his mind was more than a hornet's nest. Taking the opportunity to dress He Qing, he pinched He Qing's body a few times.

Although He Qing couldn't feel all the pain, because he only had 70.00% shielding function, he could still feel someone pinching him.

The eunuch's eyes were about to roll up to the sky.

He Qing's clothes were torn apart.

The eunuch took the clothes and stretched his hands to his chest.

"Why haven't you put it on yet?" Gu Youyan's voice sounded.

A little anxious and bored, Gu Youyan came here in a hurry.

The eunuch was pushed away, and He Qing's eyes widened again, but in He Qing's view, it was not a good thing, the person in front of him was his "rival in love" Gu Youyan?

It seems that this person is worried about these palace people, and wants to come and see for himself.

Gu Youyan walked over, pursed his lips and frowned, and he became more and more energetic with the dark blue clothes on his body.

After seeing He Qing clearly, his pupils shrank, he slowly raised his hands behind his back, and asked, "Who told you to execute the sentence?!"

After the eunuch was pushed away by Gu Youyan, he was completely dumbfounded. Seeing Gu Youyan got angry now, he knelt down on the ground with a thud, "No...the servant is not... His Majesty is sick..."

Gu Youyan's frown deepened, and he pondered: "Is he sick?"

"My lord, yes, yes." The eunuch knelt on the ground trembling, "Your Majesty, he is sick from overwork, and he doesn't have much time left."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Gu You said.

The eunuch dripped cold sweat on the ground.

Even if He Qing died, wouldn't it be an insignificant matter?Wouldn't it be better to die of illness yourself?

What does the prime minister mean if he pursues it now?

The eunuch didn't dare to say the wrong thing, maybe a single word would kill him.

A sneer broke the deadlock, and He Qing said calmly: "Didn't I fulfill your wish when I died?"

"Do you still have the strength to speak?" Gu Youyan said coldly, "It looks like you won't die for a while."

"Heh, cough cough cough..."

The tyrant's body was already failing. Every time He Qing coughed, blood flowed out. Because two people pressed him, He Qing couldn't move, and he couldn't stop coughing. Physiological tears flowed into his mouth, salty .

"Let him go." Gu Youyan ordered the people on both sides.

The palace servant let go of He Qing, and He Qing leaned limply against the wall.

"Don't tell Ah Lin that he is dying." Gu Youyan said coldly.

He Qing smiled, "Why, I'm afraid Lian Lin won't let me go?"

"He Qing, what the hell are you talking about?" Gu Youyan suppressed his anger, "You look half-dead now,

What else is there to brag about? "

"I can kill you at any time!" Gu Youyan stepped in front of He Qing, grabbed He Qing's chin, and sank his fingers into He Qing's cheek, "I have plenty of ways to deal with a mad dog like you."

He Qing only had one pair of eyes exposed, and half of his face was covered by Gu Youyan's hands. Those eyes were as calm as mirrors, and Gu Youyan's appearance was reflected in the brown pupils.

Gu Youyan was slightly taken aback, "Why aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Are you afraid that you will kill me?"

Gu Youyan was silent for a while, then let go.

"I've never seen you look so unafraid of death."

"It's not that you are not afraid of death." He Qing looked at Gu Youyan squarely, "Do people who are about to die fear death?"

"You treated me like this because of Lian Lin, right?" He Qing's tone was flat, as if what he was talking about was just a stranger, a passer-by who had never met before.

Gu Youyan didn't speak.

Silence is the best answer, He Qing said: "You clearly know that there is a huge gap between Lian Lin and Lian Lin, but you are worried that Lian Lin will fall in love with you."

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"But Lian Lin didn't kill you."

"If he doesn't kill you, I won't feel at ease."

"Ah……"

A few red marks fell into Gu Youyan's eyes, and Gu Youyan's breathing stagnated. He pointed at He Qing, his lips parted, the words rolled on the tip of his tongue a few times, and finally he asked with difficulty, "Are you and Lian Lin... no……"

He Qing pulled off his clothes to cover the marks on his body, "Did you see it?"

"Why?" Lonely and unwillingness merged in this voice.

He Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, "I don't know either."

Gu Youyan's eyes were stern, he turned around and kicked the eunuch on the ground, then he turned around sharply, glared at him and said, "He Qing! You bastard!"

Being scolded for no reason, He Qing taunted in his heart: Now that all the faults have been blamed on him, it's really great, worthy of being the protagonist, the protagonist's aura is really amazing.

Isn't the villain's responsibility to take the blame?

"Have you finished cursing?"

"You..." Gu Youyan was choked by He Qing, unable to utter a word in anger, pointing at He Qing with trembling fingers, "Bring the clothes!"

Gu Youyan grabbed the clothes and walked towards He Qing.

His movements are sharp and rough.

He Qing tilted his head and looked at Gu Youyan's madness.

"You..." Gu Youyan got closer, and he clearly saw the marks on He Qing's body, bruised and purple, and the marks on his neck seemed to be left after biting.

His fingers landed on it, as if he could still feel the temperature of that person.

"Why?" he asked softly.

Why did Lian Lin do this.