Self-inflicted self-inflicted self-inflicted villain [Quick Transmigration]

The evening breeze blows down the peach blossoms all over the place.Beauty is beautiful, but it is inexplicably sad.The young man looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

There was a chuckle, and the boy looked at the person sitting in front of him. The person's beautiful smile eclipsed the beauty around him.

The wine glass was handed to him, which contained a transparent liquid. The man stroked the wine glass with his slender fingers and looked at him with a smile.

The young man realized that he had been staring at the man's face for too long, he waved his hands hastily, his face flushed slightly, "Sir, Xi Jing is too drunk..."

The man didn't show the slightest displeasure because of the boy's refusal.He put the wine glass on the table with a smile on his face.

Standing up slowly, he stretched out his hand towards Xi Jing, "Third Prince, please follow me."

Although Xi Jing was a little hesitant, he still held his hand and walked out of the garden with him.After walking a few steps, the man suddenly turned his head, still smiling, "Close your eyes."

Xi Jing blinked, and finally closed his eyes according to what the man said.

In the next second, the feeling of his legs leaving the ground made Xi Jing suddenly open his eyes.As far as the line of sight was concerned, it was the face of the man who was very close. Xi Jing seemed to be frightened, and let the man hold her body stiffly.

"Be obedient, close your eyes." You could even feel the tremor in the chest when the man spoke, and the strange and sweet breath on his body lingered on Xi Jing, and Xi Jing closed his eyes tremblingly.

He could feel the wind blowing through the corner of his clothes, and Xi Jing's body gradually relaxed.

It wasn't until his feet touched the ground again and the man's temperature left that Xi Jing seemed to have regained control of his body.

"Look." The man's voice sounded, very soft, as if it would dissipate in the next moment.

Xi Jing opened his eyes.At that moment, he thought he had left the world.

There are bright stars in the sky, and the glamorous brilliance falls into the eyes, as if they can be caught by reaching out.Against it, there are strings of lanterns of different colors, like delicate flowers blooming at night, only for themselves.

Xi Jing stared intently, a smile that had never been seen on the corner of his mouth at some point.

"They all said that the third prince is a living ghost..."

The sudden sound made Xi Jing's smile stiffen on his face.For a moment, he hung his head and said nothing.

"But in my opinion, the person who said this is like a barking lost dog, um, the kind with a bell around his neck..."

Xi Jing was taken aback, then pursed his lips and smiled.

"Xi Jing. You are the one who will become the king." Looking up, the man's tone was still calm, but it was like an oath, beating Xi Jing's heart, "Those stupid ants, don't take it to heart, they... Not qualified."

As the night wind blew, Xi Jing looked at the man's smile and suddenly felt a little cold.

"Want to try it? Wangyouwu." The man raised his arm with a smile, hooked his fingers around the flagon, and casually placed it on the railing beside him, "The best way to forget your sadness is to cover it up with happiness." .” Taking a step forward, the man hugged him lightly, and immediately left him, “Believe me, there is nothing worthy of the king’s sadness.”

After saying this, the man left.

His heart was pounding, and Xi Jing couldn't tell what this excited mood was.Looking at the jug on the railing, he reached for it and drank it in one gulp.

Not as spicy as imagined, but sweet.It feels... like the fragrance on that person's body, it smells so good that it makes people trance.

Soon, the jug bottomed out.

Xi Jing leaned on the railing, looking at the dazzling stars in the sky for a while, and the splendor of the colorful lanterns on the ground for a while.Raising his hand, covered in the light, the corners of his mouth curled up greatly.

I…

will become

king.

The author has something to say: Si Zhuo (Erkang hand): No!That's me teasing you!What kind of wine do you drink at a young age!

Xi Jing (confused): ...lonely...want...

Si Zhuo (holding the forehead): Okay, I understand, so you can put on your clothes!besides!It was just cured before, why did the marks appear again! ! !

Xi Jing (handing the whip): ...on Gu...

Si Zhuo (turning around and running): Law!I can't heal this protagonist!

Xi Jing (licking lips): ...

Author: Keke~The next chapter will continue~#酸酒#The evil fruit has been planted~The next thing will continue to collapse~~Hmm~