After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

In the imperial study, Tu Xiuting stood sideways in front of the window, a plum blossom came through the half-opened casement, but the bright red appearance reminded him of his own little lotus.

Tsk, the pure white petals are still beautiful, fragile and clean...

"Tell me," Tu Xiuting's lazy eyes fell on Qi Zhong who was kneeling on one knee, "What did you see..."

After a pause, the smile on his lips deepened, "You can also say, why is my dragon robe wet every day?"

At this moment, Qi Zhong has recovered his calm and indifferent appearance, as if he was not the one who had the turbulent waves in his heart before, "Return to the Lord, not long after you went out to discuss the matter, the white jade lotus floated up and landed on the dragon floor. Then, with a flash of light, it turned into a white-haired young man, picked up the platinum silk thread bottle, and sprinkled the water on your dragon robe."

Emperor Wu's eyebrows and eyes were reflected by the falling snow on the cold plum, but the smile on the corner of his mouth could not hide the spring, "The quilt that Zhenlong collapsed was caused by that little guy?"

"Yes." Qi Zhong said in a deep voice: "The young man was naked when he transformed into a form, so he used the quilt to cover his body."

boom!

With a loud bang, Emperor Wu crushed a piece of the wooden carved window sill, and the powdered wood fell to the ground, and then a bright red liquid began to drip on the wood ash.

In Emperor Wu's palm, there were traces of being pierced by wooden thorns, bright red blood gushed out, winding down along his honey-colored fingers, like an endless river.

"What did you say?" At this moment, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, full of anger.

Seeing this, Qi Zhong immediately knelt on both knees, kowtowed his head and pleaded guilty: "My lord, please punish me. After the young man appeared, my subordinates immediately closed their eyes, and then opened their eyes only after hearing the movement of him getting up. "

Qi Zhong knew very well what the reason for Emperor Wu's anger was, and at this moment he was extremely thankful that he closed his eyes the moment he saw the white-haired boy's calf faintly exposed, otherwise today's incident would not know how it would end.

Hearing Qi Zhong's explanation, the anger in Tu Xiuting's heart dissipated a little.At that moment, he couldn't imagine that his little lotus would be seen by someone other than himself... Such abnormal possession really appeared in the depths of Emperor Wu's heart, and he regretted his decision for the first time— —Why let the dark guard monitor it?Everything about Little Lotus should have been witnessed by Tu Xiuting himself...

Tu Xiuting didn't care about the bloody palms at all, he just looked coldly at Qi Zhong, who was kneeling down, sweating coldly on his forehead, and said without emotion: "I have received twenty lashes, what should I say?" You shouldn’t say you know what.”

"Yes, thank you Lord for your forgiveness," Qi Zhong let out a sigh of relief, twenty lashes are only minor injuries to them.

After Qi Zhong disappeared, Tu Xiuting looked down at the blood on the ground and the broken window sill, but lazily asked Li Fuquan to take someone to clean it up. As for him, he returned to the Wuji Hall dripping blood all the way.

And Bai Miao in the Wuji Hall hadn't stared for a while before seeing a tall figure approaching against the light, leaning against the Arhat couch, and casually placed his blood-stained hands on the table, as if deliberately trying to give Bai Miao see.

Looking at the bloody hand that was less than an inch away from his vase, the petals of Bai Miao trembled, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

Tu Xiuting didn't want to miss any of Little Lianhua's actions. His eyes flashed with a hunting light, and the tip of his tongue rested on the groove of his back, showing a playful smile, "Fairies, ghosts, goblins... I never thought that one day I can personally see the legendary goblin."

Bai Miao squeezed the petals together, although he knew that his identity must have been guessed, but when it came to the final judgment, he was still a bit nervous.

At this time, the Wuji Hall was very quiet, only the sound of Emperor Wu's breathing could be heard, he seemed to love this silence very much, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, instead he leisurely raised his hand to stroke the petals of the little lotus. Ba, said in a deep voice: "Why don't you talk? Brother Bai, it's still my Miaomiao..."

"Or, those things in the dream were also caused by you?" Tu Xiuting smiled unabated, he took the little lotus out of the bottle, and he gently pinched the dripping stem , while crystal water splashes fell on the dark robe of Emperor Wu.

The hand holding the flower branch happened to be the injured hand of Emperor Wu, the bloody blood wrapped in a strong dragon aura hit Bai Miao, the water drops on the stem were gradually replaced by blood stains, and the straight green stem like emerald jade was also stained. When it is bright red, the two colliding colors meet together, but it gives birth to a bit of rich beauty.

Bai Miao clearly saw that the dragon aura wrapped around him gradually faded away from the black mist, and became pure and sweet.

"Are you shy?" Tu Xiuting's blood-stained fingertips slid from the stem to the petals of the white petals little by little, and the flawless and tender pure white was stained with blood red.

The petals, the white holy spirit, and only the holy spirit, have the value of being polluted.

At this moment, looking at the blood on the petals, Tu Xiuting suddenly wanted to pull this little guy full of fairy spirit into the quagmire he was in. It was dark, dirty, and filthy. Apart from him, this little guy had nothing else to do. rely on.

Bai Miao suddenly sensed the dangerous aura emanating from Emperor Wu. He was like a small animal, and he was naturally sensitive to such emotions. At the moment when he felt the trembling of flowers, Bai Miao's mind was a little blank, and he just wanted to dispel it from Emperor Wu. The sense of threat emanating from him was because he had a hunch that if he didn't stop it, the consequences might be unbearable for Bai Miao.

Then, as if to please, a faint ray of light flashed, and the light lotus fragrance suddenly burst into the nostrils. At the moment when Tu Xiuting was meditating, the misty mist rose, and the little lotus in his hand suddenly had a clearer weight.

At the same time, a slippery touch suddenly appeared, and Tu Xiuting felt his thighs being pressed down by something, and the skirt in front of him seemed to be caught in his hand by a naughty little claw.

When the fog cleared, Tu Xiuting met a pair of jade-colored glazed pupils.

At this time, the actions of the two were a little ashamed.

Under the mist, the white-haired boy was riding naked on Emperor Wu's lap, his curly long hair could cover the hidden place, and a pair of white hands held Emperor Wu's dragon robe in his hands, leaving a wrinkled trace.

The bare skin touched the cool and silky dragon robe, Bai Miao moved her butt uncomfortably, but stopped immediately, and instead carefully glanced at Emperor Wu's expression.

Although Tu Xiuting was guessing what kind of adventure his little lotus could have, and he had heard Qi Zhong say it before, he was not that surprised; but when the miraculous scene really appeared, Tu Xiuting suddenly found that many words were powerless Yes, but now the young man sitting on his lap is so beautiful that he is suddenly relieved like he should be.

Of course, Tu Xiuting's thought of grabbing the little lotus and falling into the darkness together was also disturbed by this sudden change.

Rather than thinking about what you have and what you don't have, the most important thing now is...

"Well!"

Bai Miao suddenly cried out in pain, and accusations flashed in her watery eyes—it turned out that Emperor Wu suddenly raised his hand, pinching his cheek and just pulling it.

The young boy who was originally full of fairy spirit and possessed an ethereal temperament immediately turned into a little bun with a flat face, as if he fell into the mortal world from the nine heavens in an instant, tainted with the breath of fireworks, and became more real than real. unattainable.

"Brother Bai... or, Miao Miao?" When Tu Xiuting bit out the title of the stack of words, he felt his throat was dry. His big hot palm rested on the young man's waist. All spontaneously seduced his mind.

Because Bai Miao's cheeks were pulled, his mouth was slightly opened, exposing the scarlet tip of his tongue. He licked his lips nervously, and whispered after being stained with water: "What's Your Majesty's favorite name?"

"Heh..." Tu Xiuting let go of his hand, and saw red marks on the lump of flesh he was pinching just now, which was inexplicably dazzling, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed it again, trying to remove the red marks, but he couldn't. It backfired - the red marks were more visible.

"Hiss..." Bai Miao gasped.

"Pain?" Tu Xiuting's hand paused, and put it on Bai Miao's waist as if nothing had happened, but rubbed his thumb and index finger without any trace, as if he was reminiscing about the slippery touch just now.

"Yes, a little bit." Emperor Wu himself is a martial arts practitioner, and his strength is naturally easy to increase, but Bai Miao's face that has just transformed is very tender, just pinched and rubbed like that, it's strange if it doesn't turn red.

Tu Xiuting felt a little guilty. This was the first time he felt this kind of feeling in the past 20 years. After all, as a "tyrant" in the world, he could do whatever he wanted. But different.

This novel emotion filled Emperor Wu's heart. He raised his eyebrows lightly, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the shadows at the end of his eyes became thicker, "Wait until I apply the medicine to you."

"Uh...thank you, Your Majesty?" Bai Miao was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Emperor Wu dully, with a blank stare, looking a little silly.

"Tsk," a nasty smile appeared on the corner of Tu Xiuting's lips, he stretched out his hand to pinch Bai Miao's slender chin, and said with a smile, "Why are you so stupid..."

So cute.

The latter sentence was swallowed by Emperor Wu. Although he didn't say it, he kept thinking like this in his heart——his Miaomiao was so cute, he couldn't help but bully him!

Bai Miao opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.As a goblin with the attributes of an otaku in his previous life, although he was a handmade blogger, every time he broadcasted live, he only showed his hands and did not show his face. However, Bai Miao regarded this experience as playing a role-playing online game, so he was able to immerse himself in it, whether it was investing in emotions or cultivating feelings with Emperor Wu, it naturally developed.

But now, when everything has become a reality, and he has transformed in the arms of Emperor Wu, Bai Miao suddenly has no words.He is like a poor little boy who is looking forward to face-to-face, but when he actually faces-to-face, he is cowardly and timid.

Therefore, Bai Miao, who didn't know how to respond, could only stare at Emperor Wu's face in a daze, using his glass-like eyes to completely imprint the emperor of Dayin in his eyes.