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

"Woo... Please, don't come here..." The long hair was scattered, those beautiful eyes flashed a few times, He Qing huddled in the corner with his knees hugged, his mind was very unstable, and he had already broken through the boundary of collapse, " My lord...please...don't hit me..."

Lian Lin froze on the spot, and after a while, he slowly spread out his palm and reached out to He Qing, "...He Qing, come here."

When He Qing heard Lian Lin's words, his body shook violently, his eyes widened and his pupils constricted. It could be seen that he was very afraid of him, but then He Qing stretched out his hand Zhan Weiwei and placed it on Lian Lin's chest. palm.

The cold palm was pressed against Lian Lin's hand, and the temperature melted away from Lian Lin's palm. Lian Lin closed his palm and held He Qing's hand in his hand.

He Qing knelt on the bed, at first Lian Lin didn't notice anything wrong with the clothes, but now because of this posture, the temptation was overwhelming, and Lian Lin pulled He Qing into his arms.

The person in his arms didn't move, Lian Lin put his hand under He Qing's armpit, like carrying a child, he brought He Qing in front of him.

The face of the person in front of him was tense, his small nose moved, and a line of tears slid down.

"My lord...I'm very obedient...don't hit me..." He Qing was crying softly.

"I won't hit you." Lian Lin raised his hand, trying to touch He Qing's hair, but the people under him were visibly stiff, his eyes were filled with extreme fear, and his tears became more turbulent.

If there were other secrets behind what happened back then, and if what the Fourth Prince said was true, then would He Qing be the biggest victim?

Lian Lin withdrew his hand, not thinking about those things.

He Qing breathed a sigh of relief because of his movement, and his tense jawbone also loosened.

There was a subtle change in Lian Lin's mood.

If all of this is fake, it's fine that the He Qing in front of him is real, and it's fine to stay by his side with this appearance.

No one can take He Qing away now.

He Qing can only be like a puppet, always listening to him.

"Everyone go out." Lian Lin ordered.

There was no one in the bedroom, and for some reason, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, leaving it deserted.

Lian Lin's eyes were deep, and his grip on He Qing deepened a bit.

He Qing raised his upper body, gripped Lian Lin's shirt tightly, stepped forward and kissed Lian Lin's eyes.

Then the eyebrows, the tip of the nose, and the upper lip.

After the distance between the two drew closer, He Qing's eyes began to

It was finally closed, and Lian Lin could see those delicate and beautiful eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings as long as he lowered his eyes.

He Qing was licking and pondering, thinking of a deer that strayed into the forbidden area.

Lian Lin's Adam's apple rolled, and after swallowing the sour saliva, he said, "Enough."

"Don't do it."

After He Qing heard Lian Lin's words, he let go of Lian Lin like an electric shock, but in the next second, holding back his fear, he jumped on Lian Lin again, "My lord... I will serve you well, don't throw me to others."

"you……"

As long as Lian Lin thought that He Qing might have kissed other men like this, he couldn't bear the anger in his heart.

That's right, didn't that person just say that He Qing was their joke before.

The imperial physician said that after He Qing was stimulated, his mind would regress.

Could it be that He Qing did this because he just met the Fourth Prince?

In this way, He Qing is now back to the time when he was a proton. Judging from He Qing's current state, He Qing has suffered a lot of trauma before.

He Qing didn't ask him to find out the truth about the past, was it just because... because he didn't want him to know about He Qing's past?

He Qing looked at Lian Lin's increasingly complicated eyes, and smiled triumphantly in his heart.

After listening to the words of the Fourth Prince just now, and with the dream that night, He Qing figured out the psychology of a tyrant and gave full play to his acting skills.

"My lord..." He Qing untied his belt and put his hands on Lian Lin's shoulders, "Let me dance a dance for my lord. Other adults said my dance is the most beautiful."

Lian Lin's palm slid away, the red dress drew an arc, He Qing's clothes half slid to the elbows, and the black hair hanging around his waist flew away.

"Don't jump," Lian Lin's voice gradually disappeared in the wind.

He Qing's dance steps didn't stop, he twirled his toes on the ground, turned around and threw out his long sleeves, the red clothes were full of hazy beauty.

He Qing straddled Lian Lin's body, "Master, I'm afraid of pain, can you relax a bit later."

At this time, He Qing is like a famous prostitute in a brothel, full of seductive hooks, how much suffering did He Qing, a face-conscious person like He Qing, suffer to become so "obedient"?

This He Qing is not like the real him at all, what happened in the past?

If He Qing killed his father because of this, then what should he do.

According to the original decision, did He Qing be killed?

This may be the best decision, but there is another thought clamoring in my heart, calling

He doesn't want to kill He Qing.

Shaozhong's last words are like thunder, will he regret it?

If the truth is not what he thinks, if He Qing is the complete victim, if...he is the accomplice that caused all this, or he is the one who deserves to be damned.

Lian Lin pressed the thin white hand on his chest, "Stop."

"My lord... did I do something wrong?" He Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he said pitifully, "I can change it! My lord, don't punish me."

"I won't punish you," Lian Lin helped He Qing wrap up the clothes in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's change our clothes."

"grown ups……"

"Let's go." Lian Lin involuntarily picked up He Qing and walked to He Qing's former bedroom.

Lian Lin took out the dragon robe, and pulled He Qing's clothes away, wanting to change He Qing's clothes.

"No! Don't!" He Qing held his hands and backed away.

Lian Lin looked at the dragon robe in his hand, and lost his voice: "Why?"

Why not?Just so reluctant to part with the revealing clothes on her body?He Qing's nature is so... so slutty.

With anger in his heart, Lian Lin pulled He Qing over, the anger accumulated in his eyes was about to burn He Qing out.

"Put him on!"

"My lord...but it's a dragon robe, I can't wear it."

"I'm just a lowly slave, not even qualified to touch it."

"You... He Qing..." Lian Lin threw away the dragon robe, clamped He Qing's thin shoulders, "You are not a slave, you are the emperor."

"My lord...is this a new way of playing?" He Qing blushed slightly, "But if others find out about this rebellious way of playing, they will punish the Nine Clans."

"Actually, that noble person once played with me like this."

It is self-evident who this noble man in a dragon robe is.

Lian Lin let go of He Qing, and turned around abruptly, "Stay well."

As soon as the words fell, Lian Lin's figure disappeared.

He Qing blew on the dirt on his body and stood up from the ground.

It seems that Lian Lin didn't have other feelings for him in his heart, and He Qing actually saw a trace of unbearable in Lian Lin's eyes.

Maybe it was just his illusion, but He Qing didn't want to let go of this possibility.

This is just the beginning. According to the imperial physician, he will regress mentally, and then he will proceed to the next link.

Although he didn't know the real situation of the tyrant at that time, He Qing could make up his own.

He Qing sat by the window and blew the cold wind for a while, making himself look extremely bleak. At this moment, the bead curtain of the bedroom was lifted.

palace

The woman came in with something.

"Your Majesty, these are the clothes that Lord Lian ordered his servants to prepare for you."

"Let it go." A light and fluttering voice came along with the sound of the wind.

He Qing turned his head, the black hair behind him danced with the wind, but the eyes of the pair of shoes were dead silent.

The maid was shocked by the cold beauty in front of her, but she immediately realized that she was out of control, put away the clothes in her hands, and quickly retreated outside the palace: "Your Majesty, change into this clothes quickly, or you will catch a cold."

"Oh."

There was a rustling sound, and the maid lowered her head to her chest.

The crisp sound of bead curtains colliding sounded from above her head, and the palace maid suddenly raised her head.

He Qing's clothes were a little too big for him, and the dark blue skirt hung straight on his chest. He Qing strode out.

"Your Majesty, rest."

"Who's coming over tonight?"

He Qing came up with this sentence for no reason, and the palace lady's expression froze, "Ah?"

"I ask you, who is coming over tonight?"

"No one is coming over tonight...Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"Your Majesty?" He Qing laughed self-deprecatingly, "The acting is so real, even a court lady's acting skills are so good."

"His Majesty……"

"Don't call me Your Majesty! I'm not the Emperor!"

"I'm a little proton, why bother them to go to such lengths!...haha" He Qing turned around, leaving the palace maid with a back view.

Proton... His Majesty used to be a proton, because His Majesty's mother and concubine had passed away many years ago, and there was only a helpless prince like His Majesty in the palace, so he should be the proton.

It's just why the first emperor thought of He Qing who had no sense of existence for no reason?

When her eyes fell on He Qing, the court lady said from the bottom of her heart: Could it be that His Majesty now...has his mind regressed to that time?

This is how to do!

His Majesty's position at the moment is very embarrassing. If such a problem is added, will even the Lord understand His Majesty thoroughly?

The court lady stepped forward and grabbed He Qing's cuff, "Your Majesty...you are the emperor, you are the emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom!"

"Jin State?" He Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is he mocking me?"

"It's ironic that no one cares about me! There are so many princes in Jin, but I'm the only one who is the proton... Heh."

"His Majesty."

"Go down." The man disappeared in the darkness in the corner.

The maid was obviously surprised, "Yes."

Lian Lin: "This dress suits you very well."

"Thank you." He Qing and Gang just looked like two different people, their voices were cold, and although there was a sense of distance, they were fragile and would break at the touch of a finger.

Lian Lin took a step forward.

He listened to what He Qing said just now. If He Qing's state at the beginning was the state when he was bullied and lost his mind, then what state is he in at this time?