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

He Qing tilted his head and looked at Lian Lin, his expression was lazy and timid, his white cheeks, bright red lips, and those beautiful fox eyes made people forget that the man in front of him was a cruel and merciless man. tyrant.

Lian Lin withdrew his gaze, and said politely, "Your Majesty, please get off the subject."

He Qing picked up Lian Lin's hand that was hanging at the side, and slowly brought it close to his cheek. His eyes looked at Lian Lin charmingly, and his face rubbed against Lian Lin's hand.

Following He Qing's movements, Lian Lin's palm was delicately warm, and those fox eyes seemed to be inviting him.

Lian Lin withdrew his hand suddenly, his fair cheeks flushed with anger: "Your Majesty!"

The voice from outside the wall became more and more clear, and it became more and more frightening.

He Qing's hand slid down and gently rested on Lian Lin's body, "Lian Lin, you are so innocent."

Lian Lin's breath was a little confused, he couldn't move his legs, he could only let He Qing sit on his body.

Compared with Lian Lin's panic, He Qing's expression was very calm.

He Qing said to Xiaosan: I finally know why the tyrant has not attacked the protagonist for so long.

Xiaosan said: Congratulations to the player for unlocking a detail.

He Qing: Why didn't you tell me earlier that a tyrant is a personality and incompetent?

Originally, He Qing thought that the tyrant hadn't slept with the protagonist because of his deep love for the protagonist, but now, He Qing listened to the heated conversation next door, and his heart was as calm as water, while Lian Lin's cheeks were flushed, and his whole body was hot.

Only his heart was stagnant, without any reaction.

Only then did He Qing understand that a tyrant simply can't do it.

Xiao San: The fun of the game lies in the unknown part, players please respect the rules of the game.

He Qing: ...whether you can watch it or not, why is this game so cheating?

His thoughts gradually returned to Lian Lin. Lian Lin turned his head away and stared at other places.

Lian Lin's clothes slipped down to his shoulders in the tugging just now, and a large area of ​​his fair neck was exposed, and He Qing's eyes were straightened.

Lian Lin noticed He Qing's gaze, he gritted his teeth, endured He Qing's rape, pulled up his clothes, and covered the neckline with his hands.

Those eyes never looked at He Qing.

He Qing was annoyed at this unbelievable figure in his heart, but after seeing Lian Lin's inviolable Gao Jie's beautiful face, he couldn't help feeling agitated in his heart, and touched it with his hands.

one more time.

Warm and soft, like fine silk, sliding between He Qing's fingers.

Lian Lin's hand suddenly stopped He Qing's hand, and Lian Lin turned over to occupy the upper position.

The burning breath sprayed on He Qing's face, and He Qing could only see a pair of beautiful eyes.

He Qing waved his arms and wanted to get up from the bed, but was pushed down on the bed.

Lian Lin seemed to have made up his mind, his brows were tightly knit together, and he said in a rather impatient tone: "Since Your Majesty wants it,"

"I will give it to you now,"

As Lian Lin spoke, those slender hands moved. His expression was disgusted, but the movement of his hands did not stop.

He Qing only felt that there was a cold hand on Wen Nuan's body, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes. When he spoke, he lost his usual majesty, and his tone became a little more delicate.

"Lian Lin, let me go."

Lian Lin withdrew his hand, and the hands hanging in the sleeves trembled slightly. He covered the strange look in the corners of his eyes, stood up from He Qing, limped on the bed and knelt on the ground: "Your guilty, please His Majesty atones."

He Qing's face was flushed, why did his heart beat so fast when he was pressed tightly by Lian Lin just now.

The focus of his eyes slowly came together, and fell on the half-kneeling beauty on the ground.

He Qing's expression twisted for a moment. At first, he wanted to tease the beauty, but then the feeling of being crushed under him was really out of control.

"Get up." He Qing flicked his sleeves, "I didn't blame you."

Lian Lin's eyes were dim, he stared at He Qing quietly, and then put his head on the ground, "Your Majesty please punish me for my crime."

The corner of He Qing's mouth twitched, and the voice of the woman on the other side of the wall became louder and louder. He suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to bring Lian Lin here.

He stood up and walked to Lian Lin's side, squatted down, held Lian Lin's forehead that was close to the ground with his hand, and then used the back of his hand to cushion it.

Lian Lin's forehead lightened suddenly, followed by a delicate warmth.

Seeing Lian Lin's sluggish movements, He Qing said softly, "I said before that I am not willing to punish you. If you insist on me punishing you, I can only punish you together with me."

He Qing's voice was as gentle as possible, completely different from his high-ranking and domineering voice in the past.

Coupled with his small and soft white face, it makes people think that he doesn't seem so bad.

But he was the one who flattened his own country. He killed his father with his own hands. Lian Lin's eyes turned cold.

Move the body away.

"Lian Lin, my heart, you will understand one day." He Qing sighed.

He Qing called someone to come, carried Lian Lin into the sedan chair and drove him out.

There was an itchy spray in his throat, he turned around and took out his handkerchief, and began to cough violently.

The handkerchief was soaked red with blood.

With a calm expression, He Qing threw the handkerchief into the hand of the eunuch who was serving beside him.

The eunuch saw that there was more blood on the handkerchief than last time, his whole body was like a lightning strike, he knelt on the ground with a pale face and kowtowed, "Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body."

He Qing thought in his heart: In order to make the villain miserable, it's fine to tell him not to lift, why did he arrange a weak body?

The most important thing is that the villain survived to the end relying on this body.

He Qingmai opened his legs, walked over the eunuch kneeling on the ground, and walked out.

He was driven back to the palace in a sedan chair.

He Qing returned to the palace, ready to take a good rest, not long after he came to this world, but he already vomited two big mouthfuls of blood.

It's really exhausting.

The palace was as quiet as in the past, without any trace of human habitation.

He Qing flicked his sleeves and entered the bedroom, and saw a person sitting in the upper seat of the bedroom.

The man was dressed in a black python robe, sitting upright on the seat like a pine and cypress in the mountains, sipping his teacup.

Hearing other movements, he loosened his hand and put down the teacup lightly, and those long and narrow eyes fell on He Qing.

Seeing this man's appearance, He Qing immediately stepped forward with a smile and said, "Father Ya, are you coming to see me again?"

Shao Zhong's eyes drooped slightly, "I heard that His Majesty is unwell today, I'm here to visit you."

His eyes fell on He Qing's loose belt, and his voice became more severe, "Where did Your Majesty go just now?"

He Qing returned casually: "Father Ya came here to teach me a lesson?"

With a big wave of Shao Zhong's hand, the teacup on the table with his sleeve fell to the ground, and the teacup was torn apart.

"Your Majesty, you must be aware of your body, you have already..."

He Qing's eyes fell on the fragments on the ground, and he said helplessly, "Yafu, why do you always talk about my body?"

"I know my body better than anyone else." He Qing's eyes seemed provocative, "Don't worry about it."

After He Qing finished speaking, blood flowed out from the slit at the corner of his mouth.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe it off, "I really don't have much time."

A trace of impatience flashed across Shao Zhong's face, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and when he spoke again, his tone was not as tough as before, he said in a soft voice: "I shouldn't argue with Your Majesty, please forgive me."

He Qing waved his hands and said, "Yafu's words are serious."

Shao Zhong's peripheral vision fluctuated up and down with the bright red on He Qing's finger, his breathing stagnated, and he shouted to the door: "Little Zhezi!"

Xiao Zhezi knew that the governor was coming today, so he waited outside with 12 points of energy. He just heard Shao Zhong's voice, and immediately opened the door and crawled in.

He made too much noise, He Qing couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Xiao Zhezi was swept away by He Qing's gaze, and his whole body trembled like a sieve.

He Qing said: "Get up."

He never knew why Xiao Zhezi was so afraid of him, but after thinking about the atrocities of the tyrant, he understood why Xiao Zhezi was so afraid of him.

"Go and call all the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital." Shao Zhong's voice sounded, with irresistible majesty.

After receiving the order, Xiao Zhezi got up and ran to the imperial doctor.

He Qing stopped Xiao Zhezi and said, "No need to go."

He said to Shao Zhong: "Father Ya, my body has long been exhausted, and the medicines prescribed by the imperial physicians will only add a little bit of suffering to my life."

Shao Zhong stared deeply at He Qing, the corner of He Qing's mouth was still stained with blood that hadn't been wiped clean, because he vomited blood, his whole face was extremely pale, it looked like a fragile high-grade porcelain vase, which made people touch it gently Pinch it and it will break into pieces.

His eyes moved lightly to Xiao Zhezi, and gave Xiao Zhezi a look.

Xiao Zhezi ran out immediately.

For Xiao Zhezi's betrayal, He Qing was not angry, he said calmly to Shao Zhong: "Unexpectedly, Yafu is more feared than me."

Shao Zhong picked He Qing up in his arms, and his gait was very nimble, and he walked to the bed in the bedroom within a few seconds.

He Qing didn't struggle during the whole process, until Shao Zhong put him on the bed.

Shao Zhong covered He Qing with the quilt. His movements were not gentle, but he was careful not to touch He Qing's body.

He Qing looked at Shao Zhong and suddenly smiled, "Father Ya, I was in a trance just now."

"I almost thought I was back in the past."

The movements of Shao Zhong's subordinates stopped, "Your Majesty is in a trance."

"I'm in a daze." He Qing turned over, leaving Shao Zhong with a thin back, and said in a flat voice, "I'm tired, Yafu, please go back."

"There's no need to see a doctor."

Shao Zhong's hands were hanging down at the hem of his clothes, and he clenched his palms tightly.