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

Xi Jing sat up suddenly, as if waking up from a dream.There was no strong aroma in the air, which made people feel a little cold.

Covering his head, Xi Jing recalled the absurd things he did, his face turned pale.

The temperature on his side pulled his attention back.Xi Jing looked at the glamorous woman lying next to her without a trace of hair, the surprise when she watched her dance before was no longer there, she just felt disgusted for no reason.

In a panic, he picked up the scattered robes and put them on.The joy still remained in this body, making Xi Jing's mind dizzy.

He ran out of the room quickly, but he didn't see the figure of that person.

Xi Jing pondered for a while, and walked quickly towards the garden.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked into the garden, I heard the music played by the trembling strings.

The man was wearing a blue shirt, his hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and against the gentle smile on his handsome face, he was really a gentleman like jade.Slender fingers caressed the guqin in front of her, and several melodious sounds poured out, blending in the warm evening wind.

Looking at that person's side face, Xi Jing seemed to smell the sweet fragrance in a trance, and the ecstasy/bone joy in his body seemed to be revived.

He coughed unnaturally.

The sound of the piano stopped instantly.The man looked at Xi Jing with an ambiguous smile, "Would you like to try it?" He picked up the wine glass beside him and handed it to Xi Jing, "The fine wine that I just got."

Xi Jing's face was slightly embarrassed. He sat on the chair opposite the man, reached out to take the wine glass, and drank the sweet liquid in the wine glass.

"It tastes good." The man said with a light smile.

Recalling the taste of the liquor, Xi Jing replied in a low voice, "...it's okay."

"I mean, that woman." It seemed that he didn't have the consciousness to say something amazing, his tone was still extremely calm, but there was a faint smile leaking from his eyes.

Xi Jing coughed, his whole face was completely red.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" The sudden voice broke the hypocrisy and comfort at this time.

Frowning, a trace of displeasure flashed in Xi Jing's eyes.It's just that this dissatisfaction turned into a daze after the servant said the next sentence.

"Qingyun, Qingyun's... dead body was sent back by the Sixth Prince."

Corpse?

Qingyun's?

At that moment, Xi Jing's mind went blank.And soon, he subconsciously looked at the person sitting opposite him, with a vague dependence in his eyes.

The man was still smiling.

"Bring up the body."

Xi Jing opened his eyes wide and looked at the man in astonishment, as if he couldn't understand the man's words.

"Sir..." His questioning words suddenly fell silent.

The corpse covered by the white cloth was quickly carried over.

The black-haired young man stood up, walked to Xi Jing's side, and put his arm around his shoulder. Although his movements were gentle, Xi Jing couldn't resist.

Xi Jing was half-forced to the side of the corpse, his eyes filled with fear.

In the next second, the white cloth was lifted, Xi Jing covered his mouth, and his eyes were instantly red.

miserable.

There were bloodstains all over that familiar face.His thin body was covered with scars, his arms were bent unnaturally, and his eyes were also soaked in blood, which was frightening and terrifying.

He took a step back unconsciously, and looked away from the servant who had been with him for many years.

"Xi Jing, you can't do this." The young man standing beside him sighed, then pinched his neck, exerted force, and forced him to kneel on the ground, close to the bloody face.

Xi Jing's tears slipped down unconsciously, dripping on Qing Yun's cheeks, dizzy with blood.

The young man seemed to enjoy Xi Jing's expression at the moment. He leaned close to Xi Jing's ear and whispered softly, "Why are you sad, Xi Jing. Look, Qingyun is so happy."

A strong smell of blood surged up, and Xi Jing couldn't help sobbing.Unable to bear it any longer, he suddenly closed his eyes, shaking his body.

"Open your eyes. Xi Jing." The strength on the neck increased, and Xi Jing was pressed against the corpse. The cold temperature on his cheek made him open his eyes in shock.His face was stained with tears and blood, and his body was trembling.

The young man relaxed a little, and pulled Xi Jing to straighten up.

Those calm eyes and that gentle and innocent smile are all telling the young man's heart without any fluctuations.

Xi Jing opened his eyes wide, subconsciously clung to the young man and pulled his arm, his voice was crying, "...Qingyun is dead...Qingyun..."

Caressing Xi Jing's cheek, the young and soft voice was almost hypnotic, "It's not your fault."

"They are right. Those who stay by my side will never end well...I am ominous...People like me..." Xi Jing didn't seem to hear the young man's words. Aware of the tears that kept falling.

It's just that the hands holding the sleeves of the young man kept tightening, as if they were looking for their final salvation.

"As I said, Xi Jing, they are not worthy of your attention. Because, you will become king." The young man did not push Xi Jing away, but comforted him softly, "You, it is precisely because of these experiences that you have become a king." Get stronger. You have to thank these people because they were your stepping stones, but you don’t need to remember them because they… are not worth remembering.”

Xi Jing listened in a daze, unable to say a word.

"This... is too heartless."

Xi Jing blurted out.

The young man stroked Xi Jing's long hair, the curve of the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, "King, they are all ruthless. Xi Jing, you have to learn to enjoy pleasure to make your heart stronger."

He broke Xi Jing's jaw, making Xi Jing look at the bloody face again, "Look, Qingyun is smiling, he is saying that he is very happy to die for His Highness."

Xi Jing stared blankly, and following the young man's words, there was actually a hint of a smile on that miserable face.

This illusion made Xi Jing's hair stand on end.

"Ah, Xi Jing, Qingyun also said that he really hates, really hates the sixth prince who brutally killed him..." The young man's voice was calm and devoid of any emotion.But it happened to be such a voice, as if describing a fact.

Six princes!

Xi Jing clenched his fists under his sleeves.

The killing intent flashed in Xi Jing's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Xi Jing, I'll get rid of the sixth prince for you." The young man's voice sounded again.He wiped the blood on Xi Jing's face bit by bit with his sleeve, and his smiling eyebrows brought a gentle illusion, "Use me, Xi Jing. I am willing to be your stepping stone. Until, you The day I become king."

Xi Jing held the young man's wrist, and focused on imprinting the young man's expression at the moment in his heart.

For a moment, he slowly showed a perfect and gentle smile, "Mr. Lao Lao."

The author has something to say: Qing Yun (covering his face): Your Highness QAQ, you can’t trust this person QAQ

Xi Jing (yawn): ...who are you...

Xiao Rao (middle finger raised): He is a scumbag who refuses to accept his account after eating! ! !

Si Zhuo (still drawing circles at the corners)

g):  ……

Author: Cough~The next chapter will continue~Wahhahahaha~~Persist a little longer, my lord~It won't be interesting if it breaks down so soon~Uh huh~~