I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

When a pearl-sized pill falls into the pool, it is like a drop of water falling into the river.

Ji Zheng stretched out her arms subconsciously, leaned half of her body over the railing, and reached down unwillingly in the air.

The fake death pill, the only fake death pill, is a chance to escape the sea of ​​suffering and retire early!

Ji Zheng was so heartbroken that he was unable to cry out, his fingertips were about to touch the edge of the small pill, a strong wind flashed behind him, a powerful arm stretched out, the cold sword wrapped around his waist, hooked The clothes immediately picked up his body hanging outside the railing, bounced into the air, and touched a very generous and warm embrace.

Ji Zheng could clearly feel the sudden burst of muscle in the forearm on the side of his waist, as well as the heat from his back and the rapid heartbeat.

Ming Ciyue was originally a martial arts practitioner. He was born in the army. He is the God of War in the Northwest Passage. He has strength and speed. The beauty of sharp power.

The power came and went in a hurry, just when Ji Zheng was in a daze, the temperature suddenly moved away in the next second, and the sword under him was withdrawn, and he lost his support in an instant, and was thrown straight to the bamboo and wood beauty.

"Hiss." With the wood on his back, the little emperor snorted in pain.

The two were stunned at the same time.

Ji Zheng gritted his teeth and looked back, the bright beauty was staring at his cuff in a daze.

Ji Zheng also looked down, the gold silk cuffs and the palms of his hands were all black at this time, it was all caused by the last edict.

What a clean freak.

"I fell to my death, how courageous! Is the emperor here to murder me!" Ji Zheng gritted his teeth and gave Ming Ciyue a hard look. The latter quickly knelt down to plead guilty, bowed his head and was very humble, But there is no intention of coming up to help.

"I dare not, because I was eager to save you just now, and I dare not be rude, so I have to come up with this bad plan."

Ji Zheng supported his back that was too painful to move, expressionless: "Oh, it's my fault, I misunderstood the emperor's intentions."

Ming Ci was silent for a moment, "It's the minister's fault." His head was lowered even lower, his face was hidden in the shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

He was also a little remorseful, knowing that he had caused a big trouble, he just reflexively didn't want to touch the dirty place, but somehow he threw the emperor directly, it seemed that the fall was not light.

He quietly raised his head to look at Little Saint, only to see that on that delicate porcelain face, the long eyebrows were still tightly furrowed in pain.

For some reason, the Holy Majesty was dressed in a very dignified and formal way tonight, except for those mottled ink stains, the brocade dress with dragon pattern on his body was neatly dressed, outlining the curve of his waist, and his black hair was tied high and he wore a jade crown. A trace fell out during the struggle just now, faintly beside the snow-white neck like a lotus root.

The Holy Majesty was greedy for extravagance and pleasure, and lingered in the harem for a long time. It had been a long time since Ming Ciyue had seen the emperor wearing a ceremonial crown and formal attire.

Under the light of the candlelight, a little skin exposed between the high plackets was white and dazzling.He inadvertently thought of the waist he touched just now in a hurry. Although it was easy to touch, it was very soft and thin, and it was weak and soft that had been lazy for a long time. If you fold it lightly, it will break.

The emperor's angry scolding had already attracted the surrounding guards, including Li Ruhai, the chief executive who had just rushed over from the palace.Everyone saw that the one kneeling on the ground was the only prince of the dynasty, King Jing resigned, and they dared not show their pride.

Eunuch Li helped him up, and King Jing knelt upright, showing no intention of getting up.

Eunuch Li went to help the emperor again.Ji Zheng couldn't wait until Ming Ci Yue apologized and supported him, but he was not willing to admit that he was hurt by his fall, and he sat upright with a cold face and helped his waist, but refused to get up.

Mingci Yue asked: "What does the Holy One seem to be looking for?"

It was only then that Ji Zheng recalled the fake death medicine that had gone far away. This medicine only loved him for a short time, it might as well never have appeared!His body ached and his heart ached, and he was even more angry.

Now it's impossible to feign death and leave the palace. If he wants to get rid of it completely, he has to continue to play the tyrant, follow the plot, build hatred, and destroy and persecute the hero.

Uncle Huang, I'm sorry, if you want to blame, you can blame yourself.

Ji Zheng was furious, and by using the characters to play at will, his acting skills became even more superb.He smiled sadly, then turned around and asked, "Eunuch Li, how big is the pond in the imperial garden?"

Li Ruhai was a little puzzled: "A total of...more than ten acres?"

"That's good." Ji Zheng patted the armrest, "Give Uncle Huang a fishing net and let him go into the water to fish for me, or let him suck up the water in the imperial garden overnight!"

Ming Ciyue finally raised his head: "Dare to ask Shengshang what?"

Ji Zheng snorted coldly: "Zhen's night pearl, dark green, this... so big." While talking, he raised his hand and gestured.You can't mention the fake death medicine, it hurts his heart when he mentions it.

"What are you doing in the forbidden area of ​​the imperial garden without permission in the middle of the night? Bring a sword with you. Who gave the emperor such great power? What if he is an assassin?" Ji Zheng's tone became more and more serious. Imposing, "Which one of these crimes can't be sentenced to death, it's okay for the emperor not to look for him, as long as he can bear the responsibility."

I don't know if it's possible to increase hatred in this way. After Ji Zheng finished speaking, he observed Mingci Yue's reaction, hoping to find clues of his dissatisfaction and boredom.

A guard next to Ming Ciyue seemed to be unable to hold back, and wanted to help him up, but he pushed him aside again, with that extremely forbearing face still on his face.

Ji Zheng recognized him. It was Ming Ciyue's confidant Han Cheng who was brought from home to the battlefield and then to the palace.

"Where's the chief guard, didn't anyone stop him?" Ji Zheng looked down.

Han Cheng immediately said: "My lord, the chief guard is right in front of your eyes."

where?

Ji Zheng paused and turned around to look around.

Eunuch Li hastened to smooth things over: "King Jing always keeps His Majesty's safety in mind, and for the sake of His Majesty's safety, he leads a team to patrol the palace day and night. It is also fate that we happen to meet today." Both inside and outside the words imply that the little sage let go of this matter.

Who in the world does not secretly know that King Jing is talented and knowledgeable, and the country is unparalleled, and besides the emperor's temper, the power and position in the palace is not so absolute, even the Grand Duke will consider how much he wants to favor when he speaks, and he will sell the prince's favor.

Ji Zheng slowly recalled that this was the part in the book where Ming Ciyue was maliciously appointed as a commander by the emperor and assigned harem bodyguards and patrollers to work.

Ming Ciyue was born in the general family, and the whole family went to the battlefield to fight.His father, Ming Changmu, was recalled by the capital urgently when he was leading the army because of a certain crime of corruption. The family plaque was removed, the title was revoked, and the Ming family was removed.Ming Ciyue should have hated the royal family to the core, but once again he rode thousands of miles up the city gate alone to save the late emperor. For some reason, when the late emperor was drunk and happy, he bestowed the surname Ji on his country, made a sworn brother, changed his name, and separated himself from the original family. Relationship, broken wings, imprisoned in the capital as an idle prince.

Where did Ji Ciyue come from?The royal family disliked him and rejected him. Everyone knew it well and regarded him as a powerless king with a different surname.

The prince's title is very high, and he shouldn't be a guard in the harem. However, the original owner used him like this to further humiliate him, disgust him, and make him the royal watchdog he dislikes the most, and the person he hates the most.

Okay, ruthlessness is still the original owner's ruthlessness, this kind of ruthlessness Ji Zheng can't perform.

He looked at the clear words kneeling on the ground in a black robe, with frost on his shoulders, and was at a loss for words for a moment.

"The Holy One left the bedroom in the middle of the night, what are you doing in the imperial garden?" Eunuch Li carefully watched Ji Zheng's face, "I didn't say anything, but I'm worried about dying slaves."

Ji Zheng answered casually, "Playing with birds."

Everyone looked at the birdcage, the feigned death medicine hadn't passed, and the little bird with white feathers was still kicking its legs with its eyes closed, dying.

Han Cheng took a deep breath: "This bird is not a birthday gift from His Majesty King Jing, it is extremely precious in the northwest desert..."

Ming Ci Yue interrupted: "No problem."

It just so happened to be the bird who sent the words away?Ji Zheng couldn't help frowning, looking at the half-dead look of Gui Niao, it was inconvenient for him to explain more, and forced the character design, with a face of indifference: "I'm tired of playing, I can't help playing, the emperor will give you another next time."

"It was ruined to death just like that. This time it's a bird, and next time it's probably a human."

As soon as Han Cheng's words came to the fore, the entire pavilion fell silent for a moment, the night wind whimpered past, and even Ji Zheng was a little dazed.

He was about to perform a seizure when he saw Ming Ci Yue slam his sword on the back of Han Cheng's knee, and hit his lower abdomen with the hilt of his backhand. Han Cheng fell to his knees instantly, retching and wailing.

Before everyone could react, Ming Ciyue quickly retracted his sword, straightened his posture, lowered his eyelids, and returned to the appearance of a gentle gentleman. The killing intent of the four evil spirits was instantly withdrawn, "It's because the minister is neglecting to discipline."

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and Ji Zheng was speechless, always feeling that if he made clear words, he would save Han Cheng's life.

He stared blankly at the next emperor who was kneeling in front of him for a while. He couldn't understand anything, and he felt faintly that compared to himself sitting high on the dragon chair, he was really... too young and powerless.

Forget it, it's not that he wants to be the emperor, he will step aside when he should, and he will never hesitate to be vague.

"Forget it, go back to the palace, I'm tired of playing, I'm going to die of exhaustion."

Li Ruhai immediately bowed his waist flatteringly, showing his generous back, but he was immediately scolded by the emperor with a shoe print.

Ji Zheng didn't want anyone to carry him, he braced himself and was surrounded by the crowd, and slowly moved onto the chariot.The palace is surrounded by tigers and wolves, it is very uneasy, he dare not let others see that he is injured, he can't do it at all.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Ji Zheng immediately turned his head, but saw that Mingci Yue hadn't received an order, but still lowered his eyes, kneeling on the spot neither humble nor overbearing. He remembered that he was still a little timid just now, and hurriedly told Uncle Huang to follow up quickly.

Bu chariot left quickly, Ming Ci Yue followed, but was grabbed by the corner of his robe by Han Cheng, "Your Highness, our plans..."

Ming Ci looked at him condescendingly, pulled out the corner of his clothes after a long silence, and stepped over him, leaving only two words: "Speak carefully."

Back in the inner hall of Yanfu Hall, Ji Zheng quickly pulled up layers of curtains, and blocked Li Ruhai and Mingciyue people in the outer hall, and only asked the guards to summon the youngest doctor in the Imperial Hospital for questioning.

After all the twists and turns just now, the pain in the lower back has long since disappeared, but Ji Zheng is still worried, for fear of leaving some sequelae to this fine and delicate body.

He spent his whole life lying on a hospital bed in his previous life, but he doesn't want to in this life anymore.

He lifted his robe and turned his head. Ji Zheng stared at the dim brass mirror and inspected it carefully. He used his hands to grope a little, looking for bruises from bruises.

The little doctor pushed the door lightly, "Your Majesty's car, horse, silver, and fake death autopsy..."

Ji Zheng beckoned impatiently: "What kind of suspended animation is there, I'm really hurt, come and show me."

The little doctor moved over, and there was a pair of beautiful dimples on the smooth and delicate back, and a pair of shoulder blades stood out on the thin back, like the thin wings of a butterfly about to spread its wings.But other than that, there is no other trace. This is the precious dragon body raised by the whole country's financial resources... He didn't dare to delay, so he stretched out his hand and pressed it a few more times, and the bones and muscles were intact.

But the more he said that he was fine, the more the emperor frowned, his face full of disbelief, and he highly questioned his medical skills.The little doctor simply prescribed some medicines for external application to comfort the Sacred Heart.

The nobles are all scared of themselves.

Ji Zheng put down his robe carefully, and told the little doctor to get the medicine by himself, and don't spread the news of his injury.

A tyrant like the original owner commits crimes everywhere, causing trouble. If the news spreads that he has been seriously injured and his legs and feet are inconvenient, the whole world may celebrate.

There is a dead end everywhere, and only by keeping the throne until the day when the protagonist grows up and counterattacks can he abdicate successfully.

Ji Zheng deliberately said viciously: "If the news gets out, I will take the whole Imperial Hospital to be buried with you!"

"What news got out?" The voice was slow and carefree.

A corner of the curtain was lifted by the wind, and a red figure was faintly printed on the veil.

This image... Alarm bells rang in Ji Zheng's heart.

It's over, the perverted concubine I have never met has come to the door.

The author has something to say:

Uncle Huang will give Xiaosheng a bird to play next time...

To draw a key point, there is no one family, and it is not on the same account book (dog head saves life

Ming Ciyue actually gave the national surname Ji Ciyue, but he didn't admit it, and the royal family didn't recognize it, only the little emperor satirized him when he disgusted him, and deliberately called emperor uncle hiahiaahia