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

Shao Zhong stared at the motionless slender figure for a while, and then walked out of He Qing's bedroom. Just as his feet reached the threshold, there was a violent coughing sound from the bed.

This kind of voice was heart-piercing, as if it was about to cough up the heart, liver, spleen and lungs of this person.

Shao Zhong couldn't help looking back at He Qing worriedly.

He Qing sat up obliquely from the bed, the corners of his mouth were stained with traces of bright red because of the violent cough just now, but his eyes were so bright that it was shocking.

Shao Zhong pursed his lips, and there was a knock on the back door. He turned around and saw a group of people in imperial uniforms kneeling neatly on the steps outside.

Shao Zhong said softly to the imperial physician, "Please trouble the imperial physician."

The group of imperial doctors shrunk their heads, each of them was so scared that they didn't dare to breathe, they stood up tremblingly, and walked inside one by one.

Shao Zhong didn't go in, he still stood at the door, looking at the person on the bed from afar.

When the imperial physician reached the edge of the dragon bed, he didn't dare to go any further, so he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, tremblingly begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, Sheng'an, please Your Majesty, please extend your right hand..."

He Qing was surrounded by a group of old men in flaxen clothes, his eyes scanned the imperial doctors lightly, and he said: "You all go back, I am doing well."

When you deserve to die, you will always die, and when you don't deserve to die, you can't die anyway.

This is the value of villains.

Shao Zhong suddenly took a big step, passed the kneeling imperial physician, walked quickly to He Qing's side, grabbed He Qing's hand by his side, and pressed it on the side of the bed involuntarily.

He pointed to the leading imperial physician and said, "You come."

The imperial doctor was sweating profusely, he stood up staggeringly, and walked to the edge of the dragon bed.

He Qing's eyes glanced lightly at the imperial physician, and the imperial physician immediately knelt down on the ground in fear.

Shao Zhong picked up the imperial physician with one hand, and threw it to He Qing's side. He pressed the imperial physician's shoulder, and said in a calm and dangerous voice, "If I don't see your Majesty's illness, I will ask you!"

The imperial physician was so frightened by Shao Zhong's voice that his eyes went dark and he almost passed out.

But he still held on and put his hand lightly on He Qing's wrist.

Seeing that the imperial physician was so pitifully frightened by Shao Zhong, He Qing had no intention of resisting, thinking of sending Shao Zhong, the god of plague, away as soon as possible.

Shao Zhong's long and narrow eyes stared at He Qing all the time, while he pressed his hand on He Qing's arm to prevent He Qing from

Clear movement.

His actions were so rude that He Qing felt that his arm was about to be broken by him. He twisted his shoulder, in exchange for a harsher treatment.

"Yafu, how dare you treat me like this?" He Qing's tone was flat, but his eyes had a dangerous light, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The others buried their heads deeply on the ground, pretending not to hear He Qing's words.

Shao Zhong's eyes flicked over He Qing's threatening face, and he suddenly smiled.

For some unknown reason, Shao Zhong's smile terrified He Qing, and He Qing really wanted to move into the bed, but that would be a disaster.

He Qing could only sit upright in his original position, and questioned Shao Zhong in a cold voice, "What are you laughing at?"

Shao Zhong's hand holding He Qing's arm suddenly moved up, gently holding He Qing's fragile neck, his lips approached He Qing's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You My life is mine? Can you kill me?"

After all, when Shao Zhong raised his head again, he didn't have the sharpness just now, instead he was worried. He said earnestly, "Your Majesty should pay more attention to your majesty's body, otherwise how can the late emperor go away with peace of mind?"

The corner of He Qing's mouth twitched invisibly, wasn't the first emperor strangled to death by your own hands?Do you really have no conscience, you pretending to be a dog?

Fortunately, He Qing held back the desire to complain, he was just intimidated by Shao Zhong's tone just now.

From the looks of it, Gong Er is really a black heart lotus.

The imperial doctor took He Qing's pulse and carefully covered He Hua's wrist. He said to Shao Zhong: "Master Shao, your majesty may be unable to breathe out because of the boredom in his heart today, and he is stuffy in his chest. I'm going to prescribe a few medicines to relieve blood and ventilate, as long as His Majesty drinks the medicine, most of the illness can be relieved."

Shao Zhong's dark eyes swept over He Qing's body, "Bored?"

The imperial physician said with trepidation, "Yes, yes."

"Got it," Shao Zhong waved his hand and said, "Go down."

After everyone left, there were only He Qing and Shao Zhong in the bedroom.

He Qing pulled the coat that fell off his shoulders, looked at the teacup on the table, and said, "Why doesn't Yafu leave?"

Shao Zhongdao: "I don't know what worries your Majesty has in mind?"

He Qing returned lightly in his heart: There is nothing to worry about, the reason for vomiting blood is because of the setting of the original book.

However, as a person in the book, Shao Zhong would not understand.

He Qing closed his eyes

He said, "I'm bored, Yafu doesn't understand?"

"Your Majesty, don't trample yourself for the lowly people." Shao Zhong said: "If your Majesty is really dragged down for Lian Lin, I don't mind solving this stumbling block for Your Majesty."

He Qing was so startled that he couldn't close his mouth.

Is Shao Zhong really attacking two?

If he didn't know the setting of the original book, He Qing really wouldn't be able to connect this person in front of him with Gong Er, who was dying for the protagonist in the novel.

Isn't Shaozhong afraid of chasing his wife to the crematorium after saying these words?

He Qing wanted to laugh when he thought of Shao Zhong being indifferently treated by Lian Lin and then disheartened.

But He Qing pretended to be in pain, "How dare you!"

Shao Zhong said lightly: "If you dare, Your Majesty will know if you try."

He Qing. It's really cool to be dragged by Shao Zhong's [-] million. If Shao Zhong is not a eunuch, He Qing thinks...cough cough...

"Yafu, please don't do anything that makes me hate you." He Qing said through gritted teeth.

Shao Zhong snorted coldly and walked away.

He Qing lay down again.

Shao Zhong thought of He Qing's unchanging appearance just now, and hurried to Lian Lin's bedroom.

"My lord!" The palace servants of Lianlin Palace were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and called loudly.

Shao Zhong kicked this person, striding towards the inside.

He opened the curtain, and Lian Linzheng was wearing a white coat and sitting by the piano case, playing the piano.

Hearing the sound of the door, Lian Lin looked over, his movements were very calm, without any embarrassment.

Shao Zhong snorted coldly, "Young Master Lian is very interested."

Lian Lin frowned lightly, "Why did Master Shao come to look for someone Lian?"

"Your Majesty's succession of sons entering the palace is to please His Majesty, not to cause trouble for His Majesty." Shao Zhong stared at Lian Lin with a burning gaze.

Lian Lin suddenly smiled, this smile was full of sarcasm and helplessness, "Master Shao thinks that someone Lian is willing to stay in the Jin Palace?"

Lian Lin stood up as he spoke. He has a beautiful figure, and he is beautiful even with any movements. He walked towards Shao Zhong leisurely, with a stern look on his beautiful face, "If possible, even someone But please die."

Shao Zhong approached Lian Lin's sword, he drew it out and pointed it at Lian Lin's face, he said, "Really? Why don't you let me fulfill you."

There was no fear or anxiety on Lian Lin's face, he breathed out a sigh of relief, he slowly closed his eyes, and asked, "Master Shao, before you kill me,

Even can someone ask you a question? "

Shao Zhong tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, "What do you want to ask?"

"Why did you support He Qing back then?"

Shao Zhong: "This is not something you should care about."

"The tyrant slaughtered the people and caused the people to live in poverty. Is this what Master Shao really wants to see?" Lian Lin gently held the tip of the sword with his hand, and his eyes looked straight at Shao Zhong. "In Master Shao's heart, can it be All the people in the whole sky can't compare with a He Qing?"

"Presumptuous!" The sword in Shao Zhong's hand penetrated an inch.The blood in Lian Lin's hand flowed down the blade.

He smiled helplessly: "Sure enough."

His eyes closed slowly: "Kill me."

"No! Stop!" A voice said anxiously.

Shao Zhong followed the voice, and He Qing looked at the sword in his hand with horror.

An eunuch rushed over from behind, holding a bowl of black herbs in his hand, he exclaimed, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

But He Qing didn't wear shoes, Shao Zhong's face darkened instantly, he threw away the sword in his hand, picked up He Qing horizontally, and threw him on the seat.

He Qing pulled Shao Zhong's sleeve, his usually cold face was a little more flustered at this moment, "Ya Fu, don't kill him."

With a dark face, Shao Zhong took the medicine bowl from the eunuch's hand and pressed it against He Qing's chin.

"drink."

He Qing shook his head, raised his hand and opened the medicine bowl, "I won't drink it!"

Lian Lin watched this scene expressionlessly.

Shao Zhong pinched He Qing's chin, his brows raised, and the veins on his hands popped up, "Your Majesty, don't force me."

He Qing's eyes were all on Lian Lin's body, Shao Zhong was dissatisfied with He Qing's attitude, and his strength increased a bit, He Qing's fair face wrinkled, and he let out a soft cry of pain.

Shao Zhong didn't let go, he lifted He Qing's chin and forcibly poured the bowl of medicine into it.

He Qing didn't have much strength on his body, he was exhausted from running over just now, and being treated so rudely by Shao Zhong at this time, He Qing could only let him manipulate him.

The medicine was so bitter that it was hard to swallow, the black liquid medicine flowed from the corner of He Qing's mouth, followed the curve of the chin and fell to the top of the chest, wet the thin gauze of the outer shirt.

He Qing finally couldn't take it anymore, he lifted the medicine bowl, wiped the medicine off his mouth, and glared at Shao Zhong: "You are presumptuous!"

Shao Zhong's eyes narrowed down, he put the medicine bowl in his hand flat on the table, and then knelt down at He Qing's feet in an orderly manner, "I am guilty."

He Qing's eyes were all on Lian Lin, and he called softly: "Lian Lin, are you okay?"