White Moonlight Rescue System [Quick Transmigration]

The night was getting darker, the sky was full of cold stars, the palace of Prince Huai was brightly lit, several maidservants hurried past the veranda with wooden basins in their hands, discussing in a low voice.

"The little prince has made a big fuss this time, His Majesty is so angry that even Concubine Wei went up to persuade her, but she was scolded all over her face."

"It's fine for the little prince to mess around at ordinary times, but he just wants to provoke the master of the country. What kind of person is the master, how can he have the habit of breaking his sleeves?"

"Not to mention using that kind of trick..."

"You don't want to die, you can say this?" Another maid scolded in a low voice.

The maid who was reprimanded bit her lips aggrievedly, but she also knew that what she said was right. If someone with a heart grasped the truth and passed it to the little prince's ears, thinking of the consequences, she immediately felt a chill.

After turning the corner, I saw a tall man standing under the eaves.

"Lord Chongqing." All the maids stepped forward and saluted.

The man named Chong Qing wore a high crown, handsome face, profound features, the face of a foreigner. He was dressed in a Tsing Yi with a waist and narrow sleeves, a short knife pinned to his waist, and was dressed like a guard.

As soon as he took the wooden basin from the maidservant's hand, there was a lingering sound of exhortation in the room.

The maids blushed immediately, although they lowered their heads, they couldn't stop glancing into the room from the corner of their eyes.

"You guys go down first." Chong Qing said in a deep voice, his tone sounded normal, but if the servant girl looked up at this time, she could find the redness behind his ears.

There was another ambiguous whining sound, the voice seemed to have soft thorns, and it tickled people's hearts. If you don't have enough concentration, you can't hold it at this time.

Chong Qing stepped into the house and slowly closed the door, blocking the maids' sight from the outside.

Under the cover of a thousand layers of veil, a figure in the tent could be seen faintly. The figure seemed to be enduring some kind of torture, and the exposed white wrist was tightly grasping the corner of the veil, and kept making blushing sounds.

Chong Qing's hand holding the tub slowly tightened, his Adam's apple rolled up and down unnaturally, and he walked slowly towards that place.

He stretched out his hand to lift a corner of the curtain, and the spring scenery in the tent came into his eyes.

The person in the tent closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his bright red lips opened slightly unconsciously, there was a little cinnabar mole at the end of his eyes, a few strands of black hair were wet with thin sweat, and stuck to his fair cheeks, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be Dye a thin layer of red.

"Prince," Chong Qing slightly shifted his eyes and called softly.

"Ah..." The person in the tent raised his thin white neck slightly, let out a weak moan from his mouth, and unconsciously clamped the brocade quilt with his legs.

Lin Ce was on the verge of being tortured to go crazy at this time, his whole body was hot like on fire, and it still couldn't be relieved after taking a bath, and he didn't know when the effect of the medicine would wear off.

His current identity is King Huai, the younger brother of Emperor Zhengde of the Dayu Dynasty, and he was named Nie Yu. He was weak and sick since he was a child. Yu became more and more unscrupulous, people in the court shook their heads and sighed when they mentioned this little prince.

And this little prince has a habit of cutting off his sleeves since he was a child, and Nie Su also turned a blind eye. How could he have thought that he would hit the national teacher with his idea, and even tried to prescribe medicine to the national teacher, but he suffered the consequences of himself. , became what it is today.

After Chong Qing picked up the soft towel and soaked it in water, he looked at the face of the person in the tent, paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "My lord, I have offended you."

Lin Ce closed his eyes, only heard the hazy words, and didn't know what he answered. He only felt that the thin shirt on his body was slowly loosened, and then there was a burst of refreshing coolness.

"Continue...continue." Lin Ce stretched his brows and said in a hoarse voice.

Hearing that, the movements in Chongqing's hands paused, and then slowly wiped again.

Lin Ce's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he felt the burning sensation in his body subside a little, so he relaxed his body and fell into a drowsy sleep.

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The people of the Dayu Dynasty all believed in gods, and the national teachers who were closest to the gods carried their fanatical beliefs. When the annual sacrifice to the national teachers came out, the streets were crowded with people, all to see the dignity of the national teachers, and this generation The national teacher Fu Ling is the most popular among the people, and even Emperor Zhengde is a little in awe.

Lingshu Terrace is located deep in the royal palace. It has always been the residence of the national teachers of all dynasties. Outsiders are forbidden to set foot there, even the emperor is no exception.

The moonlight was slightly cool, spilling into the winding corridors of the Lingshu Terrace.

I saw a purple figure sitting on the ground in the corridor. The man was wearing a wide-sleeved crimson purple robe with complicated silver patterns on the skirt. He was wearing a half silver mask, only his white chin was exposed.

A chess game was placed in front of the man, and his slender fingers twisted a white piece, and it slowly landed on the chessboard.

Bai Zi's journey was like breaking a bamboo, but the man's face showed no extra expression, he just casually cast his eyes on the green pool in front of him.

Amidst the dense water mist, one can see the spring scenery reflected on the surface of the pool.

I saw a thick and slender young man reflected on the surface of the pool. The young man was lying in the soft gauze, his skin was as white as jade, there was a little cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye, his lips were as red as blood, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a black-tailed butterfly about to fly. It's like the mesmerizing mermaid in the legend.

As if seeing something interesting, the man rested his chin with his hand, and gently tapped the fingers of the other hand on the chessboard.

Suddenly footsteps sounded in front of the veranda, and the man slowly picked up a stick and threw it into the pool casually, causing ripples, and after a while, the original picture disappeared without a trace.

"Master of the State." A white-clothed priest came forward to salute, then reached out and handed over the gold foil red sticker in his hand, and said in a low voice: "The invitation from the palace, please have a look."

While speaking, the priest glanced at him cautiously, no one knew that Emperor Zhengde set up a feast of apology for his younger brother, and King Huai would definitely attend.

Fu Ling reached out to take the red sticker, glanced at it casually, and placed it on the chessboard, with a calm expression: "Got it."

Hearing his answer, the priest was a little unsure of what he meant, but after the words had been conveyed, he stopped talking and bent over and backed away slowly.

After waiting for the people to leave, Fu Ling looked at the mess in front of him, with a complicated light in his eyes.

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Lin Ce slowly opened his eyes, and saw the azure-colored tent roof, his mind was in a mess. He had just come to this world and suffered such absurd things, and now he slowly recovered.

Suddenly a cold voice sounded in my mind: [Is the host awake now? 】

It took Lin Ce a long time to realize that it was the system's voice, but isn't the system usually not communicating with him when nothing happens?How could he suddenly talk to him.

Before he had time to recover, he heard the system continue: [The background of the world has already been implanted in the host's brain information, the host is currently set as "sickness and temptation", and the target of the attack is "sex|desire", I wish the mission a smooth one . 】

[Understood, it's just being angry, right? "]

The system remained silent again, as if it wanted to let him understand.

"Your Highness." Chong Qing came over to help Lin Ce up, and said softly, "Someone is coming from the palace, take Your Highness to the banquet."

Chongqing was originally rescued by the little prince from the foreign man's hall. Since then, he has been serving him as a guard with a knife. It can be said that he is sincere.

Lin Ce also relaxed and let him dress and serve

Because the national power of the Dayu Dynasty was strong, the imperial palace was also resplendent and resplendent, with Zhu Xie and carved lanais, jade towers and golden palaces, creating a luxurious scene.

On the palace road, a carriage with a black and green roof was moving slowly, and a man in Tsing Yi with profound features sat outside the carriage.

Suddenly there was a gloomy low cough sound in the car, Chong Qing whispered: "My lord, are you alright?"

A slender white wrist stretched out from inside the carriage, and slowly opened the curtain, revealing that thick, snow-white face.

I saw Lin Ce wearing a red auspicious cloud robe, such a gorgeous color as if it was born for him, and the snow-white fox fur gathered around him, making him even thinner.

"How long will it be?" He covered his sleeves and coughed, and said slowly.

"almost."

Lin Ce nodded slightly and returned to the car.

Afraid that the people in the carriage would be impatient, Chongqing raised his whip, and the carriage speeded up instantly.

The carriage gradually drove to the seventh palace, when suddenly a group of priests in white clothes and silver faces appeared in front of them carrying a sedan chair.

Under the heavy curtains, one can vaguely see a purple figure sitting cross-legged on the sedan chair.

Chong Qing's face darkened slightly, he twitched the horse fiercely, and was about to drive past him quickly.

Lin Ce almost staggered in the carriage, the wind gently lifted a corner of the curtain, he looked up, and met a pair of eyes as black as cold stars.

The curtain was slowly flying, and the person sitting on the sedan chair was dressed in purple and wore a silver mask, looking straight at him.

Lin Ce understood it—presumably this is "sex|desire".

The author has something to say: Lust|lust is an abstinence national teacher ~ not the kind of stallion with big sensuality you imagined ~ it is the kind that needs our little tricks to seduce people step by step and activate potential attributes~ ps The double update promised tomorrow, can't live broadcast Chixiang!