The male protagonist I slag is reborn [Quick Transmigration]

Zhao Jingci has been standing still, staring at Luanjia away.It wasn't until the sky became dark and he could no longer see that he drove away in despair.

After returning to the palace, he went directly to the witch doctor and asked in a deep voice, "Is what the master told the queen mother true?"

The witch doctor was exchanging medical experience with Doctor Zhang. Hearing this, he was taken aback and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"The ones related to love Gu." Zhao Jingci gritted his teeth.

"Oh, those." The witch doctor remembered, nodded and said, "It's true."

Zhao Jingci was startled, as if he had lost his soul.

Is that really the case?The little emperor just passed on his feelings for others to him, so after the devotion...

"But what are you worried about?" Before he could finish thinking, the witch doctor suddenly said, "The little emperor also liked you before he got hit by the Gu, otherwise how could your blood be able to cure the Gu."

Zhao Jingci was stunned again, turned his head stiffly, and looked at him slowly.

The witch doctor explained: "It takes the blood of a sweetheart to unravel the voodoo, so the old man only tried it out before he shattered the voodoo. No matter whether he liked you before or after the voodoo, you are his sweetheart now, so you What are you still worrying about?"

Zhao Jingci's heart seemed to be illuminated by the sun again, and suddenly brightened.

He hurriedly walked out, but after walking a few steps, he turned around again and said with a dark face: "Sir, please finish everything in one breath."

After speaking, he immediately left the palace and drove to Beishan.

In the bedroom of the palace, Lin Konglu was about to go to bed.

He didn't like a group of people to serve him personally, so at this time, Sun Deqian and others had already been sent out.

When undressing, a cut sleeve fell from his arms, Lin Konglu subconsciously picked it up, but when he looked up, he saw a figure behind the screen.

He was so startled that his hairs started to stand up, and he asked vigilantly, "Who?"

Zhao Jingci slowly walked out from behind the screen, his eyes fell on the cut-off sleeve, his eyes moved slightly, and he asked softly, "Your Majesty still keeps it?"

Lin Konglu: "..." Grass, you are going to scare me to death.

"Why is Zhao Qing here?" He frowned, pretending to be indifferent: "I don't want to let others know, isn't it too presumptuous?"

Zhao Jingci looked at him deeply, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come here, wait for His Majesty to change clothes."

Seeing that the little emperor didn't speak, his eyes dimmed, and he said in a low voice: "Didn't your majesty say before that the wives of ordinary families will serve the master to undress?"

When he said this, he kept looking at the little emperor with his dark eyes, his eyes were tender, and his eyes were full of affection.

The silhouettes of candlelight fell on the two of them, creating a different kind of ambiguous atmosphere.

Lin Konglu couldn't help but wanted to cover his heart, and said to the system: "He actually seduced me with beauty, I might not be able to hold it back."

0687: "..." No, he just stood there and said a few words.

"Cough, but I don't need it now." Lin Konglu still pretended to be indifferent.

Zhao Jingci didn't feel disappointed again this time, instead he smiled and said softly: "Then, how about pressing His Majesty's legs to relieve his fatigue?"

At least, His Majesty didn't drive him out with a cold face.The witch doctor was right, His Majesty did have him in his heart, but he did something wrong before, and His Majesty couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Lin Konglu originally wanted to pretend for a while, but when he heard the leg pressing, his heart moved again.

He soaked in the hot spring, and now his legs don't hurt, and he doesn't have any other problems.But Zhao Jingci's massage techniques are really good, probably because he has practiced martial arts and used internal force during the massage. In short, every time he massages, he feels very comfortable.

Lin Konglu pursed his lips, and said reservedly: "Then press it for a while, and you will go back after pressing it."

Zhao Jingci breathed a sigh of relief, it is a good thing that His Majesty is still willing to let him get close.

He felt ashamed and tried his best to make it up, so he put more effort into the massage than usual.

Lin Konglu originally wanted him to press it for a while, but unexpectedly fell asleep comfortably after being pressed.

Waking up the next morning, Lin Konglu found himself lying in a warm bed, and Zhao Jingci had already left at some point.

He sighed, but at night, the other party came on time again, and brought him some gadgets, such as knee pads, and some snacks he loved...

Lin Konglu picked up the knee pads and took a closer look, and obviously noticed that Zhao Jingci's expression was tense.

"Which embroiderer made this? The stitches are too rough." Lin Konglu said deliberately, but the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Zhao Jingci could clearly see it, and then let go of his nervousness, and said softly, "I did it."

Lin Konglu had guessed it a long time ago, but he still raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Oh, Zhao Qing can also do needlework?"

Zhao Jingci looked at him with gentle eyes: "I just learned it today, if your majesty thinks it's not good, I will make another one tomorrow."

Lin Konglu suddenly grabbed his hand, and sure enough, he saw needle holes in his fingers.

Zhao Jingci was caught off guard, and after realizing it, he hurriedly pulled back, as if he was afraid of being seen by him.

Lin Konglu pursed his lips and said, "If you don't want to press your leg, just say so, there's no need to pierce yourself."

Zhao Jingci knew that he was caring about him in duplicity, so his expression became more gentle, and he said softly, "It just looks scary, but it doesn't hurt."

Lin Konglu sighed and asked, "How many did you make today?"

Zhao Jingci's smile froze, and hesitantly said: "...five."

Lin Konglu: "If you still want to lie to me, you can go out now."

"Fifteen." Zhao Jingci immediately changed his words.

These two are the most decent ones, and he is really embarrassed to bring the others before His Majesty.

Lin Konglu glanced at him and said, "Bring the rest of them tomorrow."

After a pause, he added: "Don't do it again, I have no shortage of embroiderers."

Zhao Jingci's eyes dimmed a bit. Seeing this, Lin Konglu sighed again: "Fifteen is enough for me to use for a long time. Don't you want to press your legs and want me to use this all the time?"

When Zhao Jingci heard the words, his expression finally brightened a bit, he looked at the little emperor with lingering eyes, and said softly, "Okay."

Lin Konglu said that's what he said, but after all he didn't let him press his legs, and asked Sun Deqian to send some medicine, and put it on for him himself.

Zhao Jingci didn't expect that the little emperor would be willing to give him medicine, but he felt his throat tight and his hands hot.

After returning home, he felt that he didn't have to wash his hands for a day, but when he picked up those ugly knee pads, he started to worry again.

Such an ugly thing, do you really want to send it to His Majesty?What's more, it's singular.

Forget it, if you don't make one, make a pair, and then change the others.

But it still doesn't work, there are fifteen in total, he has already given away two, and if he makes another one to make an even number, wouldn't it be fourteen tonight?

Fourteen, is death, unlucky!

After thinking about it, he simply made three more, making sixteen.

Old Princess An went to visit him after breakfast, and saw him making those ugly knee pads with his needle and thread again, his posture was very funny.

The old concubine was helpless immediately, hating iron for not being steel: "What's the use of you embroidering this thing every day, can your majesty like it? According to me, you might as well go to Beishan to plead guilty and beg for nothing. Don't If you think this trick is old-fashioned, let me tell you, your father..."

"Your Majesty likes it." Zhao Jingci bowed his head and accepted the line seriously, and replied casually.

"What?" The old princess was stunned.

Zhao Jingci looked up at his mother and said, "Don't worry about me, this knee pad is what His Majesty wants, and I will make it look better for him."

Old Princess An: "Oh."

She suddenly sat down beside her and said, "Since this is the case, then mother will help you too."

Zhao Jingci sighed, and said, "Let's forget it, your two-handed gun-wielding stick is not as good as mine."

Old Princess An: "..." It really turned against him.

In the evening, Zhao Jingci really appeared in the little emperor's bedroom on time.

Lin Konglu spread the knee pads he sent on the couch, looked at them one by one, and saw that there was a little dragon embroidered on one of the knee pads, and his mouth was almost grinning to the ear.

Where is this dragon?It was clearly an earthworm.

He happily put away the knee pads, but did not show his face, and said reservedly: "Okay, you did a good job, now I have another thing for you to do."

Zhao Jingci immediately said: "Your Majesty, please tell me that I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate to say anything."

"There's no need to go through fire and water." Lin Konglu waved his hands and said, "I'm still a little cold when I sleep at night, so I need a heater."

"I'm going to prepare for His Majesty now." Zhao Jingci said hastily.

The smile on Lin Konglu's lips visibly froze.

Seeing this, Zhao Jingci immediately changed his words: "I'm going to make one for Your Majesty."

Lin Konglu: "..."

"That's me. If Temiao's person is replaced, he will be damned if he can catch up." He couldn't help complaining to the system.

0687: "..." But the blackening value has dropped visibly with the naked eye.

Seeing the little emperor's face suddenly darken, Zhao Jingci finally became uneasy again, and asked nervously, "Your Majesty...don't want the stove made by my minister?"

"Yes, why don't you?" Lin Konglu gritted his teeth and said, "But I want a natural human-shaped stove, go and get me a person to warm my bed."