Quick Transmigration: Male God, why are you blackened again?

"Princess is straightforward, so the minister will be disrespectful." Qin Ge picked up the cup, and his jade white long fingers were three points more beautiful than the white porcelain cup. Finally, he raised his head and drank it down in one gulp.

Princess Fengxi turned around, put the silver wine glass into the maid's tray, without entanglement, just smiled sweetly, and left lightly.

Seeing this, Qin Ge slowly put down his wine glass, and his brows that were slightly furrowed slightly relaxed.

It should be... he is overthinking, right?

...

A quarter of an hour later, Qin Ge gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly because of his shallowness and Jun Yuanyao's boldness.

Unavoidably losing his composure in public, Qin Ge brushed off his scarlet official robe and got up.

Fortunately, although this kind of court banquet is nominally to celebrate the birthday of the Empress Dowager, but for the enjoyment of the guests and the host, and the joy of the monarch and his ministers, after three rounds of wine, the Empress Dowager and the emperor will leave the banquet, so that the courtiers can let go. Drink and feast as much as you want, so as not to be bound by the rules and not have fun everywhere.

The tyrant and the Empress Dowager Ci'an had already left. Qin Ge only needed to say a word to his colleagues before leaving the banquet quietly.

The palace servants asked him if he needed to take a rest in the side hall, and wanted to lead Qin Ge the way.

Qin Ge has already been tricked, thinking that Princess Fengxi is so bold that she dared to drug him openly at the Queen Mother's birthday banquet, the warning line in his heart has been pulled to the highest point, naturally it is impossible to trust the palace people, just follow her anywhere go.

After politely rejecting the palace attendant, Qin Ge walked out of the banquet far away. He didn't stop his slightly staggering footsteps until he heard a faint trace of talking, laughing and dancing music. He was sure that this place was far away from the banquet.

He leaned on the stone wall of the rockery with one hand, and Qin Ge panted slightly after being stimulated by the strength of alcohol and the exercise after walking this distance.

He stretched out his hand and tugged at the official robe.

Originally dressed in a meticulous, rigorous and dignified crimson official robe, one or two side buttons on the neckline were undone, revealing half of his slender, snow-white neck.

After untying the shackles of his skirt, Qin Ge felt that his breath finally became a little smoother.

However, this is only a temporary solution after all.

Turning his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a lake not far away. There are many such green lakes in the imperial garden. This place is quite far away from the banquet. Even if he jumped down, no one would be able to find it. He lied about being drunk and slipped Falling into the water is...

Just as he was thinking, Qin Ge heard voices coming from far and near, "The number one scholar, the number one scholar..."

It was the voice of Eunuch Xia, the eunuch next to the tyrant.

Eunuch Xia trotted up to Qin Ge, grabbed his hand and left without giving him a chance to speak: "Young Scholar is easy to find for this old slave, His Majesty summoned you urgently, and please go to the Dragon Pole Hall with this old slave." ..."

"Eunuch Xia, do you know why Your Majesty called me?" Qin Ge didn't want to go, but he was held by his arm by Eunuch Xia and couldn't break free. Alright, just go with the old slave, let's talk as we go!"

...

Arriving at the Longji Hall, Qin Ge was out of breath, his whole back was wet with sweat, and his crimson official robe became heavy.

A handsome young man in a light robe and belt, who has always been a gentleman, looks like this.

This appearance is obviously not suitable for face-to-face saints.

However, the anxious Eunuch Xia couldn't care less, he pushed Qin Ge into the Longji Hall, and then closed the hall door.

There was no room for Qin Ge at all!

Qin Ge: "..."

Inside the Longji Hall, it seemed that the palace lanterns were not lit, and the light was dim.

Qin Ge smelled a strong smell of blood floating in the air.

After walking two steps inside, I saw the tyrant sitting on the side of the couch with his head propped up, sword in his hand, with a lazy posture, a puddle of untreated blood on the ground, even on the light golden dragon robe that symbolizes nobility, It also splashed a little scarlet blood, like a red plum in full bloom.

Qin Ge couldn't help being startled, this is...

Hearing the movement, Jun Chenbi wanted to tell someone to get out, but opened her long and narrow scarlet phoenix eyes, and found that it was Qin Ge, who had already reached the word "get out" on his lips, and it became——

"come over."

Qin Ge's complexion was bright, and he managed to maintain a semblance of reason. He also knew how to walk up to the tyrant, and politely saluted him: "I've seen Your Majesty."

Jun Chenbi had an unbearable headache, closed his eyes, resisted the urge to kill, and ordered: "Press my head."

Qin Ge vaguely understood that the tyrant had another headache, and it happened that someone who didn't have long eyes bumped into him.

On weekdays, you can just press your head. Anyway, when you were his concubine, it's not like you didn't do it, but tonight...

Qin Ge took a deep breath, and walked towards the emperor on the couch. After only a few short steps, he felt his legs faintly weak, and he was on the verge of collapse...