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

The room filled with incense is filled with crimson flowers.The strange flower, reflected in the man's eyes, seemed to stain his black pupils with an ominous color.He sat blankly, no emotion could be read on his expressionless face.

"Your Highness..."

The woman kneeling in front of him called softly, but did not get any response from him.

The woman frowned slightly, and her soft and boneless hands touched his skirt.

He snapped back to his senses, grabbed the woman's wrist, looked at her eyes full of coldness, "Get out of here."

The woman's eyes were red, she withdrew her hand with lowered eyebrows, suppressed the soreness in her heart, and said softly, "... Your Highness's injury... needs medicine..."

He let go of her wrist and lowered his head slightly, as if agreeing.

The woman knelt beside him and slowly took off his shirt.When she saw the bruised body covered by the clothes, the woman was shocked at first, and then her eyes were filled with distress.

Picking up the best wound medicine, she moved as lightly as possible.

Her vision blurred, she quickly wiped away her tears with her sleeves, suppressing the choked sobs in her throat.

"Xiao Rao." He turned his head sideways, and there was a little warmth in his eyes, "...Are you crying for me?"

Xiao Rao lowered her head, her fingers were trembling, and her words were full of bitterness, "Your Highness, please, run away quickly." Her voice was so small that she could hardly hear it, "... that person... can kill yours."

Xi Jing was still expressionless, as if he didn't hear her words, he closed his eyes and didn't say a word.

Just when Xiao Rao thought that she would not get an answer, those black eyes opened again, and the words she spoke seemed to sigh softly, "Sir, you will make me king."

It should have been a sentence full of pride, but now that I say it, it seems that I can't escape the curse of looking for the flower festival.

There is no escape.

It's sir... who gave me everything...

"He's lying to you!" Xiao Rao's voice was full of anger, "Whether it's about treason or His Highness's injuries, it's all about him..."

"I know." Xi Jing interrupted her, his voice was as calm as stagnant water, "Sir, this is the necessary means for me to become king."

I.

It is a pawn.

Just obey.

These scars on his body and the pain of wanting to die at that time reminded him that he could only live by relying on that person.

I... can't do anything.

If there is no such person... he will be like an ant... his body will be smashed to pieces.

Three years ago, when he met that person for the first time, Xi Jing knew clearly the gap between himself and that person.

The man said to himself, 'Xi Jing, you are the one who will become king. '

The feeling of overlooking from a high place... is really good.

In the days that followed, the man said so and did so.

He made a prince who had been neglected since he was a child and lived like a ghost, become the crown prince.

The man's lowered posture made Xi Jing feel for the first time that he was fearless.

After a long time, even Xi Jing has gotten used to that person as his sharp blade.

And sir, by giving himself these scars, once again, let himself see his position clearly.

"Your Highness!" Xiao Rao opened her eyes wide, and tears fell down, "Please be sober! Your Highness's father, the king, has been imprisoned in the palace by him. If he really wants to Let His Highness become king, why bother..."

Xi Jing was silent and did not respond to her words.

She finally broke down and cried out, covering her mouth and suppressing her voice desperately, but there were still heart-wrenching sobs overflowing from her lips and teeth.

"Xiao Rao, you stayed by my side because you loved me. You didn't abandon me because you loved me." Xi Jing's calm voice sounded, as if talking about an insignificant matter, "If he... Just love me too."

"...Sir... will you... love me..."

"Won't."

The man was smiling, but without the slightest hesitation, the words echoed in Xi Jing's mind.

Hearing his words, despair spread in Xiao Rao's eyes.

Suddenly pulled out the silver hairpin from her head, her hair fell down like a waterfall, Xiao Rao grabbed Xi Jing's hand, and put the silver hairpin on his hand, tears dripped on Xi Jing's palm, but Xiao Rao showed She smiled beautifully and sadly, "Your Highness...protect yourself."

The door of the room was pushed open, and a chuckle echoed in the room, "Excuse me, but the content of your chat is really boring."

Xi Jing suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the door.

At this moment, his hand was grabbed, and then a temperature came close.

The smell of blood overlapped with the incense in the house, and Xi Jing felt a warm and sticky touch on his hands.

The silver hairpin in his hand was held by Xiao Rao and pierced into her chest.

The body went limp, and he reached out to hug it.

A soft voice reached his ears.

"…I love you."

He sat there like a puppet, with his hands hanging down, allowing the body to fall to the ground, and the glaring silver hairpin on his chest gleamed coldly.

"Xiaorao, this is trying to die, please let me let you go." The young man in the indigo robe went to the body, bent down/body, grasped the silver hairpin that had been pierced into the chest, and pulled it out abruptly. .

Blood spurted out, stabbing Xi Jing's eyes red.

His body was trembling uncontrollably, and when he saw that person, the deep-seated fear had taken away all his mind.

The young man still had a gentle smile on his face. He was holding the bloody silver hairpin, as if he hadn't seen the crimson color on it, and gently pinned it in Xi Jing's hair, and the blood dripped down Xi Jing's neck drop by drop. Draw it down and hide in the scattered robes.

Caressing Xi Jing's face with one hand, wiping away the blood on it, the young man's voice was very gentle, "What a silly girl. Thought I would kill you." His fingers stroked the wound on Xi Jing's cheek, and he exerted force. Until the wound oozes blood again, "...how could I kill you. Xi Jing, I will, let you become the king."

Xi Jing listened in a daze, and let the man straighten his clothes.

His face was pale and his body was trembling, as if he was expressing the fear and obedience to that person engraved in his soul.

"Let's go. Go take a shower and change clothes." The young man's voice was still calm and indifferent. He reached out and hugged the body, as if he didn't notice the increased trembling of the body, and said with a smile, "Xi Jing, are you happy? Today, You can be king."

The author has something to say: Si Zhuo (question): Huh?What about Xi Jing?Did you see that stuff?

Lord Boss (calmly): Ah, he just fell off #黑化的晴岩#.

Si Zhuo (covering his face): ...I'll go get him up right now.

Xuanyuanling (chunliang smile): male god~ no need~ #黑化的轻岩# Those people at the bottom of the pit said they would abuse him well~ male god, don’t worry~

Si Zhuo (fried hair): Don't worry... peat!By the way, is there still someone at the bottom of the pit!

Xi Jing (poking out his head from the bottom of the pit): Sir...they say...Gu Tai...been seduced...is the shame of the black transformation...and was kicked out... ...

Author: Keke~ Duan Geng sorry~ The three-dimensional thing is really annoying... Dogeza apologizes.By the way, does anyone still remember the girl Xiao Rao~ She is OOXX the one from Xi Jing~ Pfft~ The little pitiful is finally going to become the king~ Si Zhuo, are you ready to die~ Next chapter~God unfolds~