The male protagonist I slag is reborn [Quick Transmigration]

Although both of them want to take a vacation, they still have to do what needs to be done.

Lin Jingci's waking up was only known to a small number of his cronies, and the news was still kept secret.After the two secretly arrived at the palace on a special ship, not only was Lin Konglu's identity not introduced, but Lin Jingci also did not appear in public.

After returning to the palace, the first thing he did was to settle down Lin Konglu, and the second thing was to convene a meeting of his cronies and decide to clean up the remnants of the temple.

Lin Zizai learned that the little dad had also come to the palace through the entourage sent to him by Lin Jingci, and immediately came to see Lin Konglu.

When the father and son met, Lin Zaizai couldn't help hugging his father, with tears in his eyes: "Daddy, fortunately you are fine, the words you said to me before returning to the main world are too flag-setting."

Lin Konglu picked up a lock of hair on the top of his head in disgust, and said, "Don't rub your tears on my clothes."

Lin Zaizai let go of his hand, touched his face and said, "No, I'm using a bionic body now, which is equivalent to a robot. Where are the tears?"

"It's electrolyte solution." 0688 Hao "Core" replied.

Lin Zaizai: "I'll just say it, it's the robot that's crying, not me."

Lin Konglu: "..."

0688:"……"

"Dad, where did you go after you came back? Why aren't you in the Space-Time Management Bureau? You are also from the main world, so do I still have grandparents? By the way—"

Lin Zaizai suddenly lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Do you know that Daddy is called a tyrant in private? When I didn't know his identity before, I even complained about him with my colleagues from the Quick Transmigration Team. You must Don't tell him."

Lin Konglu smiled, and reminded: "The main system of the Space-Time Administration has the authority to read the data of 0688, and your dad, as the emperor and the developer of the main system, has even greater authority and can retrieve these data at any time, you know I mean?"

Lin Zizai was stunned.

"Then tell me, I'll help him set up an anti-mafia group now, and make up for it, is it too late?" He said hastily.

Lin Konglu laughed and said, "You can try."

Lin Zizai thought about it seriously, and said, "Then let me know more about the situation in the main world first."

Then he enthusiastically talked about the main world with Lin Konglu.

After all, he was not familiar with the main world, and seeing his little dad was there, he was inexplicably relieved, and couldn't help but want to stay with him for a while longer.

Although as a fast-traveling member, I have long been used to entering strange worlds.But those worlds had scripts, and for the first time there were no scripts.

"Dad also said that he wanted me to be the crown prince. Although I have also been dressed as a prince, it is ancient and has a script..." Lin Zaizai became more and more disturbed as he spoke.

I don't know what script their family took in the main world. Why was Daddy privately called a tyrant? Could it be a villain script?

Lin Konglu had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder and said, "Not everyone has a script in life. Didn't you have no script when you were in the apocalyptic world? Just be yourself."

Lin Zaizai was a little apprehensive: "The main reason is that I'm afraid that if I don't do well, I will become a prince of subjugation."

Lin Konglu fell silent.

Lin Zaizai: "And if it's hung in the main world, it means it's completely hung up, right?" There is no chance to wear it again.

Lin Konglu was helpless again and comforted him: "Don't worry, you won't die."

"Why?" Lin Zizai asked curiously.

His eldest father is a tyrant. Although he doesn't feel like it, tyrants have been overthrown since ancient times. If one day comes, will he be able to turn the tide and protect the two fathers?

Lin Zaizai is very aware of urgency.

Lin Konglu suppressed his smile until his face turned sour, and said, "Because you have cheats, unless this world is gone."

Lin Zizai didn't quite understand, but at this time, Lin Jingci came back from the meeting.

Looking at the father and son who were chatting, Lin Jingci's heart softened.

In the past, when he finished his work and returned to his resting place, he would only be surrounded by cold robots, respectful guards and secretaries.

But now, the first and second most important people in his life are there.They can form a family, eat and chat together warmly like ordinary people, and he doesn't have to be lonely anymore.

Lin Jingci's expression became more and more gentle, and he approached and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Lin Zaizai was afraid of being found out that he had complained about Daddy, so he kept quiet for a moment.

Lin Konglu took a sip from his teacup, then looked at Lin Jingci, smiled and said, "I'm talking about you being a tyrant."

Lin Zizai: "!"

Lin Jingci: "..."

Well, sometimes chatting may not be all warm.

He raised his hand to unbutton the windbreaker, took off the coat and handed it to the robot, then walked to Lin Konglu, held his hand, leaned over and said intimately: "Dinner is ready, let's eat together?"

The voice is deep, magnetic, and somewhat sexy.

Lin Konglu tilted his head, looked at him with beautiful amber eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay."

One of the two was sitting on a high-back chair, the other was standing, with their heads slightly lowered, with smiles on their faces, and their gestures were intimate.The sunset outside the window becomes the background, forming a warm and ambiguous painting.

Lin Zaizai: "?" Am I still there?

Come on dads, keep your head down.

Lin Konglu got up at this moment, and Lin Jingci subconsciously helped him.When he put his hands on his lover's waist, he unconsciously wanted to tighten them, but thinking that Lin Zaizai was still there, he restrainedly put them down again.

In fact, sometimes cubs get in the way.

Lin Jingci couldn't help thinking regretfully.

So after dinner, he drove Lin Zaizai to learn how to deal with government affairs.

Lin Zizai looked unlovable, but the next day, when Lin Jingci was busy, he had another chance to come to Lin Konglu.

After two days of being so kind and filial, Lin Zizai suddenly realized that something was wrong, and when he came to look for Lin Konglu again that day, he frowned and said, "Little dad, why did dad only let you live in his bedroom?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Konglu felt that this was strange. He didn't live in the sleeping hall, but in the sky?

"He doesn't announce your identity!" Lin Zaizai frowned, "What does this mean? You don't talk about marriage, and you don't tell others your identity. In ancient times, his behavior is called not even giving a title. He is Want to hide your beauty in a golden house?"

"Uh." Lin Kong Lu black line.

Lin Jingci just came back, his face darkened when he heard it, and he said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

What do you mean he didn't give a name?It's almost the same time when the deer will give him a title.As for not disclosing his identity, he naturally had other intentions, which he had discussed with Lin Konglu.

"Are you busy recently? It happens that there is an imperial meeting tomorrow, so you can go instead of me." Lin Jingci ordered.

By the way, I added: "Marriage is a matter between me and your little dad."

Lin Konglu comforted calmly: "You will know in a few days."

"Okay." Seeing the situation, Lin Zaizai knew that he had thought too much, so he left at ease.

Just before leaving, I asked again: "What is the imperial meeting discussing?"

Let him go to a meeting, you have to reveal the truth in advance, right?He had only come here not long ago, and his eyes were still dark.

"The issue of the heir to the empire," Lin Jingci said calmly, "you can make a decision at that time."

"?" Lin Zaizai's mouth instantly became "O".

Is this something he can decide?

The next day, the imperial meeting was held on time.

This is a test aimed at Lin Jingci, and the remnants of the temple must be behind it.

If Lin Jingci attended the meeting, it means that he is fine; if not, or the "Lin Jingci" who attended the meeting was someone else's disguise, it means that he is probably still in the small world, and we must hurry up and find a way to destroy his body in the main world .

And some people with ulterior motives in the parliament also wanted to know if the emperor, who hadn't shown up for a year, was really seriously ill, or even passed away?

Even if you can't find out, it's good to be able to determine the heir to the empire.

But they thought of countless possibilities, but none of them expected that the emperor's personal entourage would finally introduce a crown prince to attend the meeting.

Where did this kid come from?Have you had a DNA test?Why do you say that he is Lin Jingci's son, and he is?

The people of the empire who have been concerned about the safety of the emperor are also confused. Didn't it mean that their emperor is not close to women or men, and is notoriously a workaholic and frigid?Why did a son suddenly appear?And judging by his age, he should be an adult. Didn't His Majesty have a child in his early twenties?

Contrary to the curiosity of ordinary people, the anti-Lin Jingci members just wanted to shout on the spot: We do not recognize this prince!

Those who can accompany the prince to attend the meeting are Lin Jingci's personal entourage, including imperial generals and other high-ranking officers in the army.

Members of the opposition didn't know for a moment whether Lin Jingci did it on purpose, or maybe the other party was not seriously ill at all?

So the imperial meeting ended hastily, and the previously massive public petition turned into a discussion about the origin of the crown prince, and who is the crown prince's mother or other father?

In a base where the remnants of the temple were hiding, the vice-bishop looked gloomy after watching the news.

A priest next to him glanced at him, and said cautiously: "According to the news from our people, the crown prince is actually a bionic person. Perhaps the tyrant is indeed not awake. It's just his entourage playing tricks."

"If it's a play, why not find someone to replace the tyrant?" A cold voice suddenly came.

Then the door was pushed open, and a paralyzed old man was slowly pushed into the room in a wheelchair.

Everyone immediately got up and said respectfully, "Bishop."

The archdeacon also got up, but his face was still not good.

The bishop seemed to be very weak, and after just saying this sentence, his energy was exhausted. He gestured for everyone to go out, and then asked the deputy bishop: "What do you think about this?"

"It's all possible," the vice-bishop's face was stern, his voice was hoarse and cold, "The tyrant is awake, the prince was pushed out by him, and if he didn't wake up, he was pushed out by his followers. However, if It is a tyrant, which means that although he is awake, his body has not recovered. We can take this opportunity to deal with him. After all, you and I both know how badly he was injured. If he is not awake, it is just right, we should seize the opportunity..."

"You never thought that this might be his trick to lure the enemy...cough cough." The bishop interrupted, took a hard breath, and then continued: "If he comes back with God, it is entirely possible for God to give him Let him recover his strength. What we really need to do right now is hibernate."

The vice-bishop was silent. After a long time, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the bishop and said, "But under your leadership, the temple has fallen into the current situation. What retreat is there?"

The bishop's face changed suddenly: "Are you blaming me?"

"Oh." The archdeacon didn't say anything, but said, "Haven't I thought about the situation you mentioned? But if the tyrant really wakes up and has been healed by God, then even if we keep avoiding him, he will be wiped out sooner or later. us.

"The so-called dormancy is nothing but hiding and shrinking. Instead of worrying and being afraid all day long, and being exhausted little by little, it is better to fight hard. There is at least a [-]% chance of winning."

"You—" the bishop gasped for breath and reprimanded: "If God is on his side, you don't even have a [-]% chance."

The deputy bishop was immediately displeased, and said coldly: "My lord, are you afraid of being beaten by gods in the small world? That's right, after all, you don't have divine power now, and you are just a useless person."

The bishop's face suddenly turned ugly, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

In the next second, his neck was strangled by an invisible force, and he was lifted from the wheelchair, his face flushed, and a "ho ho" sound came out of his throat.

"Don't say whether the tyrant is awake or not. Even if he does wake up, God will help him, and I still have a chance to win. Your era has passed, my lord."

With one hand behind his back, the archdeacon looked at the bishop struggling with a gloomy expression, until he was completely out of breath, then suddenly withdrew his strength, and suddenly shouted in panic, "My lord, what's wrong with you, my lord?"

"Come on, the bishop is sick, hurry up and prepare the medical cabin."

However, when everyone entered the room again, they saw that the bishop had passed away.

The vice-bishop stood aside, his expression flashed with sadness: "The bishop suddenly fell ill and passed away."

"It's a tyrant." Seeing that everyone was silent, the archdeacon spoke again, "He deceived the gods in the small world, and let the gods attack the bishop who went to rescue him. After the bishop returned, he would lose his divine power and die of a serious illness."

Soon, someone in the crowd began to chime in: "Kill the tyrant, save God!"

"Kill the tyrant, save the god!"

"Kill the tyrant..."

"kill……"