[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy Game

"Tell Your Highness, I have some things to do." He said to the soldier, "Let him not worry."

"Yes."

Su Yangqing was born in Xiangguo, who had just passed away in the court. She was the eldest daughter. In the first life, she was deprived of the Queen's position by the second daughter who later married Bo Yicheng, and then was poisoned to death by Bo Yicheng himself. In the end, she felt resentful.

Jiang Wuyuan felt that she was really miserable, and now she still can't get the position of queen, oh no, maybe she can get it?Would it be better for her to stand in the highest position, to see that the man she relies on loves others more to relieve hatred?

Smiling rather wickedly, no matter what, these are things for later, depending on his mood, and now he is going to see her.

"What day is it now?" The woman on the bed looked dazed, disbelief in her eyes was about to overflow, she looked at her hand, she was still 15 years old.

"Miss, are you sleepy?" The servant girl laughed and said, "It's the third day of the eighth month of Yaotian's 18th year."

"What!" Su Yangqing quickly restrained his expression, "Oh, I didn't expect that I would sleep for so long."

"Miss, it's getting late, shall I wash and pass your meals for you?"

Su Yangqing nodded, she was reborn? !

And it was before marrying Bo Yicheng.

This time he must teach Bo Yicheng and her dear sister a lesson.

She didn't fall asleep that night, she stared fixedly at the beautiful self in the mirror, the corners of her mouth raised gradually crazy.

Then she saw another person standing behind him in the mirror, Su Yangqing was startled, and almost threw the things on the dressing table to the ground.

Holding a hairpin tightly in his hand, he shouted loudly: "Who are you! Why did you come to my room!"

"Don't panic," Jiang Wuyuan said with a remade mask, "Let me tell you something, your father Su Xiangguo is dead."

"What do you say, I don't believe it." Su Yangqing pointed the tip of the hairpin at him, and retreated to the corner of the wall.

Bo Yicheng hasn't gone back yet, the news of whether everyone is alive or dead is blocked, Su Yangqing doesn't know it's normal yet.

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you." Jiang Wuyuan hid in the dark.

Su Yangqing was on guard for a long time after seeing him leave, and did not relax until there was no movement in the room.It must be difficult for this person to come to her room without disturbing anyone. There is no need for such a person to lie to her.Subconsciously believing Jiang Wuren's words, Su Yangqing was in a daze for a moment, this time was different from before.Could it be that something changed after she was reborn?

Then she has some things that need to be discussed in the long run.

Just like what Jiang Wuyuan said before, if Su Yangqing didn't want to be reincarnated, he could also work under him as a ghost official. Such a cold-blooded and ruthless personality is a good candidate.

It is also an interesting thing for two people to meet and get to know each other, Jiang Wuyuan was happy to match them up to watch the play.

Bo Yicheng ascended to the throne under the joint recommendation of all the ministers. The former pretended to understand the righteousness, and demoted the other brothers to various places in the border. Only Si Jialan was still in the capital.

Si Jialan didn't care about such things as the throne in the first place, whether it was before or in the future, he was romantic by nature, and after taking the title of King Chen, he traveled all over the world.In the original plot, Su Yangqing was still ambiguous with the prince, which caused the two brothers to turn against each other in the future.

On the day of enthronement, all the officials paid homage, Jiang Wuyuan stood at the front, and he was dressed in the clothes of the prime minister, making him more and more like a crown jade, because until now people still talk about his appearance, Jiang Wuyuan brought him a new look when he was outside. Put on a mask.

Someone once told him that some former ministers called him a "creepy face". After pondering for a moment, he thought it was not bad, and he would say this when joking with Bo Yicheng in the future.

Bo Yicheng became more and more dependent on him, and even allocated a palace closest to him in the palace for Jiang Wuyuan.

"Your Majesty, the harem is scarce, why don't you enrich the harem by drafting?"

Another day, Jiang Wuchen brought this up in front of Bo Yicheng.

"The great cause is not stable now, I..." Bo Yicheng had never called himself "I" in front of Jiang Wuyuan, he put down the memorial, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Your Majesty, why worry about ministers in the country." Jiang Wuyuan smiled, "What is Your Majesty worried about?"

Bo Yicheng looked at the other person's face that was so beautiful that he couldn't say it, he couldn't say that those girls are not as beautiful or smart as you, and I don't want them at all, right?

He could only shake his head, and said with a wry smile, "But it's up to the master to decide."

It was the first time for Xiangguo to host a talent show. He had to fast and take a bath a few days ago. Jiang Wuyuan took a bath in the bathtub as usual. discomfort.

So when Bo Yicheng thought about it and still thought it would be better not to draft, and wanted to go to Jiang Wuyuan, he saw an extremely glamorous scene.

There is no water vapor, and everything is unobstructed.

Jiang Wuyuan didn't like being disturbed by others, so apart from a few young eunuchs waiting for orders at the gate, there was no one else in the hall.

Bo Yicheng's speech about the draft collapsed in an instant, he covered his mouth and tried not to look too surprised, and hid behind the door suddenly, the image just now in his mind had a profound impact.

Taking a deep breath to suppress the messy thoughts, Bo Yicheng cleared his hoarse voice, and shouted at the door: "Sir, are you resting?"

The person's unique voice came from inside: "Your Majesty, wait a moment."

The original light voice was no less than provocative in Bo Yicheng's ears at this moment, like a feather, it made people's heart tighten.

Jiang Wuyuan knew that he was outside the door a long time ago, or in other words, he knew it from the time Bo Yicheng stepped into his palace.

Yes, on purpose.

Because Su Yangqing once met Bo Yicheng in the same situation.

This draft was not actually for Su Yangqing to enter the palace, it was because he heard too many ministers saying that His Majesty has no concubines and no heirs, etc., so he mentioned that he wanted to see Su Yangqing later.

The hair is not completely dry yet, dripping with water, soaking the thin underclothes, revealing a slight complexion.Jiang Wuyuan opened the door just like that, with his usual expression: "Your Majesty, forgive me for being impolite and see you only in obscene clothes."

Bo Yicheng simply didn't know where to put his eyes, no matter where they were, they were inexplicably seductive, so he slapped haha ​​at a loss:

"It's okay, it's okay. I came to see Mr. because I have something to discuss. How about... why don't you go in and talk about it?"

Jiang Wuyuan made way sideways, and closed the door after Bo Yicheng came in.

"Sir, let me help you." Seeing that Jiang Wuren's hair was still dripping water, Bo Yicheng took the initiative to take the cloth and stood behind him for fear that he would catch a cold.

"Then I will thank you, Your Majesty." Jiang Wuyuan didn't refuse, with an appropriate amount of force on his head, he said, "What is your majesty looking for?"

"I know that your mention of the draft is just because other ministers are too nagging. You are tired of worrying about state affairs for so long. Why don't we relax?"

"Your Majesty's words are too childish."

"I don't tell others that," Bo Yicheng bent over to his ear, with a faint fragrance lingering from the tip of his nose, "Sir, shall we go together?"

Jiang Wuyuan's neck was itchy, and he tilted his head to avoid it: "Okay."