The reborn son is vicious

When Leng Xi took a bath, he didn't need anyone to serve him, even his personal maid, Yan Ran, was left outside the bathroom.

The steam in the huge fragrant soup room is steaming, and the gurgling hot spring water gushes out from the spring eye in the center of the pool, rippling like poems on the water surface.

Leng Xi relaxed his body, lowered his head slightly, and leaned against the smooth white jade pond bank, his clear phoenix eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of water vapor, staring at the circles of ripples on the water surface in a daze, without taking his eyes off it.

When Murong Jing came in, he happened to see this scene.

The mist all over the sky blurred his vision, but he could clearly see that the young man who was neither humble nor overbearing in front of him was staying quietly and obediently in the warm spring water.

——His waterfall-like ink hair fell down, across the half-covered fragrant shoulders, floating on the undulating water surface like seaweed, a pair of autumn water-like phoenix eyes, wet as if containing a puddle of water, long and dense eyelashes Wet by the mist, the opening and closing are like a flickering small fan, making his already delicate face even more delicate without any flaws.

It was just a hazy silhouette, just like a marble statue of exquisite craftsmanship. Murong Jing stared at Leng Xi unblinkingly for a long time before unconsciously twitching the corners of his mouth - this Leng Xi is indeed a beauty, but just...

Too bold!

When Murong Jing proclaimed himself emperor at a young age, his mind, emotion, and intelligence were naturally more than ordinary people. In the short period of two or three months, disasters happened frequently under his nose, and all of them were related to the Leng family!

Murong Jing is not stupid, others only see him as uncertain, but he is as calm as ice in his heart - he is investigating, one by one, in an orderly manner.

But the more he checked, the more he found that these things seemed to be inseparable from the seemingly weak young man in front of him!

This is actually very unbelievable, because everyone knows that the third son of the Leng family is a lowly bastard born of Kabuki, and he lost his mother when he was young, and he is not seen by the eldest wife of the Leng family. Life in the Leng family is very difficult.

But it is such a delicate young master who can be crushed to death with a little finger, but he has been able to live steadily until today. Not only that, but from the secret report brought back by Lin Jingzhi, it seems that those who are against Leng Xi are not good. end.

From the dead Leng Ling, to Leng Ran, the son-in-law of the Leng family who was imprisoned in the temple to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha, and the unlucky goddess Ning Ning, although the eldest lady herself is fine, but she lost three children in a row. Can you be alone?

Counting all these things one by one, it really echoes the Da Furen's sentence "Leng Xi is a slut and a disaster"!

Murong Jing didn't believe these nonsense in his heart, and he didn't want to care about the trivial matters of the Leng family's back house, but the one thing he cared most about had a great relationship with the Leng family—before King Rongqing went crazy, He keeps reminding himself that "the first queen" and "he" are back, and King Rongqing has close contacts with the Leng family.

What does this mean?

Don't blame Murong Jing for being ruthless, but when it comes to Empress Yuci, even if it is groundless, he has to find out and deal with it himself!

So he asked Leng Xi to enter the palace at this juncture, not for favor, but for investigation.

And when Zhang Kang said that Leng Xi had arrived, he came to the Chenxing Hall with subtle interest, wanting to see where this so-called slut and calamity was going.

However, the person in front of him, who was quietly soaking in the hot spring, was as soft as boneless, with a gentle complexion, which aroused some contradictory interests in Murong Jing in a trance.

——I want to see him as calm and calm as when we met for the first time; I also want to see him crying and screaming in fear in front of me; I even want to... crush his thin and delicate body with my own hands, let him I can never walk out of this palace gate, let him surrender under me forever!

"Yanran?"

Murong Jing was thinking excitedly, when he suddenly heard Leng Xi in the pool say slowly: "It's just in time, go get the bath towel on the hanger, come and help me change."

Murong Jing's dark pupils rounded, and his hand in the dragon robe moved unconsciously.

"Yan Ran?" Leng Xi didn't turn his head, he seemed very relieved, still maintaining a relaxed posture of slightly squinting his eyes.

"Huh, huh", the sound of high-quality silk rubbing behind Leng Xi, followed by the sound of "slap" and "slap" footsteps, getting closer and closer to the pool in a leisurely manner.

The last footsteps stopped on the shore one step away from Leng Xi.

Leng Xi did not doubt that he was there, and calmly stretched out his bandaged right hand, "Give it to me."

But he waited for a while, but did not see any movement from "Yan Ran" on the shore. Leng Xi was startled, and lowered his head to glance at the water surface, only to see a bright yellow figure suddenly appearing behind him!

This is……!

But he couldn't allow him to think too much, just when his expression changed drastically and he wanted to withdraw his right hand that was frozen in mid-air, he heard two sounds in succession!

"what--!"

"Whoa!"

Murong Jing actually grabbed Leng Xi's injured right hand and pulled him out of the water!

"Cough, cough cough..." The rough action caused Leng Xi to choke on water. He propped his left hand on the ground, coughing and panting uncontrollably.

Murong Jing looked coldly at this eloquent young man, finally a trace of panic appeared on Yubai's face, and a cruel smile could not help but tinge in those deep eagle eyes.

"Leng Xi", his eyes were deep, and he scanned Leng Xi's wet body like a torch, with the corners of his mouth raised, he said coldly, "Why don't you kneel when I see you in person?"

Leng Xi coughed on the ground for quite a while, then adjusted his posture with difficulty with his only movable left hand, and knelt down to Murong Jing, but he never raised his head to look at Murong Jing from the beginning to the end.

"The emperor appeases his anger, my subject Leng Xi participates... ah!"

"Sir?" Murong Jing tightened his hand, pinching the wound on Leng Xi's right hand tightly, but his tone was relaxed and funny, "Up to now, you still call yourself "Sir", Leng Xi...you are really bold and blind Tianwei!"

"..."

Murong Jing looked coldly at Leng Xi's indifference, and then at his beautiful figure looming under his wet bathrobe, the long-suppressed desire to abuse suddenly rushed to his head.

"Don't change your mind?!"

Murong Jing's expression remained unchanged, but his hand continued to exert force. After a while, the man on the ground stopped the bleeding right hand. The wound suddenly opened, and the blood seeped into the bandage bit by bit, and splashed onto the steaming marble floor. .

This is obviously very painful, at least Murong Jing thinks that this is definitely not something that a weak child like Leng Xi can bear, but who knows that the person in front of him seems to be determined, and he didn't even utter a word.

"..."

They froze for a moment like this, and finally Murong Jing's patience was exhausted, his eagle eyes sank, and he suddenly exerted strength to lift Leng Xi up and pull him in front of him.

"Tell me! Are those things you—"

It's a pity that Murong Jing couldn't continue in the middle of his sentence, because it was the first time he could see Leng Xi's eyes so closely.

The pair of phoenix eyes of that person who was close at hand, bright and dazzling like bright stars, was shockingly beautiful, but it was these phoenix eyes like autumn water, when they were looking at him, they were cold and devoid of any emotion.

It's like snow falling on the ground, burying all love and hatred under the ground.

Murong Jinggui is the emperor, and everyone who sees him will look stupid in fear and fear. There has never been such a person who dares to meet his gaze so straightly, and his eyes are heartless and desireless!

"You..." Murong Jing was stunned for a moment.

But Leng Xi's phoenix eyes rounded, quickly lowered his eyes, and said respectfully, "The emperor calm down."

I don't know if it was Murong Jing's illusion, but he always felt that the moment Leng Xi lowered his eyes, there was a momentary fluctuation in those ruthless phoenix eyes.

But those fluctuations are fleeting, and if you distinguish carefully, you can detect a subtle trace of hatred and disgust.

Yes, it was the same disgust and hatred as when they met for the first time, as if the person standing in front of Leng Xi was not the Ninth Five Lord himself, but a rat in the gutter!

Murong Jing had never been fooled like this before, and was still so despised by such a lowly bastard.

He immediately snorted coldly, waved his big hand, grabbed Leng Xi's fragile neck, and exerted all his strength!

His face at this moment was extremely ferocious, his eagle eyes were stained with a deep killing intent, the strength of his hands let alone strangled Leng Xi to death, almost snapped his neck.

But Leng Xi was as if he had entered into a samadhi, except that his face turned blue and he didn't even open his nimble mouth.

"Ha, ha ha ha..." Murong Jing pinched him calmly for a while, then suddenly let go of his hand and laughed loudly.

"Okay! Sure enough, I didn't misunderstand the person. It seems that you are really stubborn! But it's very good, since my concubine Xixi likes not to cry when she sees the coffin, then I will play with you here, see Let's see who can last till the end!"

After Murong Jing finished speaking, regardless of Leng Xi who was lying on the ground silently, he strode to the clothes hanger, took a clean bath towel, threw it on Leng Xi, and ordered sharply: "Wipe it yourself!"

Then he buckled the green dragon belt around his waist with his right hand, and with a "click", he unscrewed the dragon head jade biting together, and slowly took off his bright yellow uniform.

"Aifei..."

In an instant, Murong Jing was only wearing a snow-white undershirt. His tall and majestic body was like a mountain. He walked slowly in front of Leng Xi. Squeeze out a cold smile.

"This mighty emperor's favor, I gave you the first person, you should enjoy it! Don't let me down..."

After Murong Jing finished speaking, he smiled coldly, then his left hand slashed down like lightning, grabbed Leng Xi's open collar, and began to tear it with his bare hands!

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