Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

"Who does Ah Yue want me to be?"

A strange smile appeared on Yan Lingzheng's face, "Who does Ah Yue want me to be?"

Wei Hanyue recalled Qin Quji's medical skills, and tentatively asked, "Cen Huai?"

Yan Lingzheng's eyes flickered and said: "It turns out that Ah Yue wanted to see him."

Wei Hanyue: "..."

He glanced at the scar and asked, "Xiu?"

He specially chose an intimate address, but the person in front of him looked unpredictable when he heard the words, and then he hugged him again silently and said: "It's okay... I am whoever Ah Yue wants me to be, Ah You can meet anyone you want..."

Wei Hanyue felt that this person was probably a little crazy, so he asked another way: "Where's Yanling Qi? Where's the Queen? And Aye..."

Yan Lingzheng was buried in his neck, sniffing and arching as if to relieve his addiction: "Yanling Qi is dead, the empress is gone, Emperor Yao took the pills added with the deer blood, and now he is fine."

"Then do you have..."

"Yes, I listened to Ah Yue," Yan Lingzheng said in a voice so soft that it seemed like he was dreaming, "Decentralization of power and Yao, the two countries trade each other, and the Yan Kingdom has long existed in name only..."

It did not deviate from Wei Hanyue's original plan.

Wei Hanyue felt a little relieved, and then wondered why Yan Lingzheng became so crazy... Was it because he was in a coma for too long?

Yan Lingzheng carefully poked out the tip of his tongue to lick the piece of soft meat behind Wei Hanyue's ear, which was more fragrant and tender than a baby's skin. Does Aye know that Gu is in danger? He is an old man..."

"Still in Juxu, Emperor Yao couldn't sit still when he heard about your accident. I told him...you were just sleeping, and Yao and Yan were thousands of miles away. If he came here at an early age, you would blame yourself when you woke up, Promise to write a book every month detailing your situation, and that’s how to persuade him.”

Wei Hanyue noticed that his iron-like arms were getting tighter and tighter, and he was a little breathless: "Be gentle, it's uncomfortable to hold alone."

Yan Lingzheng relaxed in a panic and said, "It's my fault...I'm in too much pain and I can't control it...I will end this dream as soon as possible..."

Wei Hanyue couldn't take it anymore, he slapped him on the face and said, "Dream your head! Wake up alone!"

Yan Lingzheng was slapped and scolded by him, like a domestic dog who bit the owner's bed curtain and was reprimanded, and was rewarded with a bone. He was almost flattered and said: "Really?"

Wei Hanyue didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he lifted the brocade quilt and wanted to go out to get some air, but Yan Lingzheng hugged him in a panic and said, "Ah Yue, don't go...don't leave me."

"I just want to get out of bed and walk around."

Yan Lingzheng hurriedly said, "I'll accompany you."

He hugged Wei Hanyue with the quilt horizontally, and the crown prince who was wrapped into a silkworm baby said expressionlessly: "Are you crazy, and your ears are broken? Gu said "go, go". "

"I'll be tired..." Yan Lingzheng persuaded in a low voice, "Wherever Ah Yue is going, I'll just hug her."

Wei Hanyue hesitated for a while and said, "I'm just asking you, where have Jin Yuanti, Sheng Duwei, and Yanlingjun gone?"

Yan Lingzheng lowered his head and kissed him, apparently to avoid questioning, Wei Hanyue immediately raised a finger against the man's lips, and said with a half-smile, "Answer."

Yan Lingzheng saw that he couldn't get past the test, but his eyes gradually became confused when he was thinking about it, and he was obviously in a daze, and the answer was also incoherent: "I don't know... They all disappeared obviously, but sometimes it doesn't happen, I can hear They talk, in my head..."

Wei Hanyue: "..."

If Dayan could have a psychiatric department, Yan Lingzheng should go to receive treatment.

Or, is the order of this world already chaotic?Yan Lingzheng originally had two souls in one body, but now, the characteristics of several physical bodies have all merged, not to mention how many personalities are squeezed into his body.

When he mentioned Cen Huaishou just now, Yan Lingzheng's reaction was obviously not because he heard an unfamiliar name.

Could it be anomalously forced stuffing?And could it be...they are the same person?

-

Wei Hanyue asked silently: "Sheng Duwei's... child, is it still there?"

The man's complexion darkened, he hugged him and sat back on the couch, with his face pressed against his thin and bony shoulders, and said in a daze: "No more, the child Ah Yue gave me... something happened to you seven years ago, and the child is gone... ...Ah, I am in so much pain..."

"I killed Zhang Luqi, I killed Yanling Qi, and I killed many, many people. I am only one person, but no one can stop me... I, I ordered people to close the door of Yanling, and no one will hurt you again. Bullying you...but you have been asleep and refused to wake up..."

"I miss you crazy, I hug you, kiss you, lick you...you ignore me...I can't live, and I can't bear you..."

"I don't know when they disappeared, I just feel a headache, there are so many voices, some are human, and some are not human..."

He babbled nonsense, and obviously fell into the messy and chaotic memories, Wei Hanyue rolled up his clothes slightly in silence.

With just a glance, he withdrew his hand.

Pinholes, scars, new wounds that haven't yet healed, old wounds that are dark in color...

He was a little perplexed—is the sudden death and seven-year sleep really enough to make the mission object of this world look like this?

What if it is not seven years, but 17 or 27 years?What if he died directly in the long-planned assassination?

He doesn't understand why people have such deep affection that transcends mountains and seas. To him, these people are just tools for self-entertainment in the process of extending life. Countless true hearts are objects that he arbitrarily picks and tramples to achieve his goals... He is like a fish in water in the romantic arena, but he has never regarded love as a necessity.

It's just that someone came to his door and begged him to accept their love, and he had no reason to refuse.

But since he has never forced others to do anything difficult, they have no position to force his response.

But Wei Hanyue is not completely devoid of compassion, he knows that Yan Lingzheng's constant cry of pain is not an affectation, if contact will make the other party feel unbearable pain...

"If you can't stand the pain, why don't we live separately..."

Yan Lingzheng suddenly stopped talking, looked at him with burning eyes, and immediately said anxiously: "I don't feel pain anymore, Ayue, I don't feel any pain... You don't have to be burdened, don't separate from me..."

Wei Hanyue remained silent, Yan Lingzheng became more and more at a loss and said, "You want to leave me again...don't you? I'm always left behind by you, you leave as you say, you say...then..."

He couldn't say that word, he hugged Wei Hanyue and licked and sucked, rubbing that soft and greasy slender neck until it was wet and red, and said humbly: "You said that I was your puppy...you throw it away Lose me, I can't live..."

Wei Hanyue sighed, and suddenly put his palm on the top of Yanlingzheng's hair.

The other party obviously froze, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Wei Hanyue said softly, "Hush."

Yan Lingzheng nodded immediately, holding the lost and recovered treasure, not daring to show his breath.

Wei Hanyue rubbed his dog's head and said, "Go, bring me a bronze mirror."

Coincidentally, the double-luan auspicious beast Linghua mirror that Yan Lingzheng brought was very similar to the one that Mu Yinshen used to show him the little flowers on the top of his head. The man's face turned red, and Fang looked at himself in the mirror.

The person in the mirror does not look like he is 25 years old. It is not that Wei Hanyue has never seen his face in his 20s.

After all, he had lived to be 24 years old in the last world, and his appearance at this moment was much younger than that at that time - he seemed to be a stagnant teenager.

He handed the Linghua Mirror to Yan Lingzheng, covered his lips and yawned, Yan Lingzheng immediately said, "But are you tired?"

Wei Hanyue nodded, and Yan Lingzheng helped him to lie down. As soon as Wei Hanyue closed his eyes, Yan Lingzheng, who followed him into the bed, hugged him into his arms.

His body was cold, but Yan Lingzheng was born like a stove. Wei Hanyue was warmed by the heat, so he couldn't help but burrowed into it again, muttering: "It's cold."

The tenderness in Yan Lingzheng's eyes almost melted into two pools of hot spring water, holding Wei Hanyue firmly together, but Wei Hanyue's description of being so cute and sleeping made him feel confused.

He couldn't help wondering - did Wei Hanyue really wake up?Will the confession just now be another dream?

Yan Lingzheng gently kissed Wei Hanyue's lips, not only wanting to confirm whether he had returned, but also afraid of waking him up.

But Wei Hanyue's lips were really soft, and Yan Lingzheng couldn't bear to leave after sticking to them, secretly, like tasting a piece of sweet and springy osmanthus cake, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick obsessively along the lip line.

He absorbed Mu Yinshen's body and soul, and naturally also contracted Mu Yinshen's addiction.

Not only did he want to kiss Wei Hanyue's lips and tongue, but he also wanted to kiss Wei Hanyue's skeleton like a rocky ridge in Chunshan Mountain. Countless trickles of Huachi flowed into his throat.

He was uneasy at first, but he became intoxicated when he got too close.

Yan Lingzheng's heart was beating like a drum, and he was almost on the verge of tears.

Is it really back?Are you really back?

Wei Hanyue squinted his eyes slightly and looked at him, like a dozing cat, with some teasing in his eyes.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince couldn't empathize with Yan Lingzheng's seven years of hopeless suffering, and he didn't notice that he was choking up, but when he couldn't concentrate on the first kiss with someone, he couldn't help but said narrowly: "It's still early, your Majesty's relatives can keep their voices down... …Well!"

-

It is the late spring when willows are full of smoke and mixed peanut trees. Even though Juxu is not as lush as Dongdu, it still has a special feeling of "boundless greenery with sheep and herds".

Wei Hanyue fell into a coma for a long time before appreciating the spring scenery of Beiyan. Now that spring is coming to an end, he naturally wants to go out for an outing.

So in the afternoon of this day, with great interest, Yan Lingzheng was sent to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find skirts and sash for him.

Yan Lingzheng didn't understand what it meant at the beginning, but he just listened to orders honestly and waited on Wei Hanyue to dress and freshen up. Seeing him caressingly smoothing his clothes, like a little hibiscus bird combing its feathers, he was so cute Melted, I can't help but want to get up and kiss Fangze.

Wei Hanyue immediately pressed his face solemnly, and said firmly, "I won't come today!"

After saying that, he got up and went out, Yan Lingzheng hurriedly followed, just as Wei Hanyue was about to step over the threshold in the next moment, Yan Lingzheng stepped in front of him.

Wei Hanyue: "?"

He tentatively took a step to the left, Yan Lingzheng followed suit, he turned to the right again, and Yan Lingzheng did the same.

Wei Hanyue raised his eyes and asked, "You won't let me go out?"

Yan Ling shook his head like a rattle and said: "No."

Wei Hanyue collected his expression and said, "Kneel down."

The contours of his eyebrows and eyes are soft and moist, and he is not frightening when unexpected, but he is extremely intimidating to Yan Lingzheng. Hearing this, the man immediately knelt down and pinched his skirt without saying a word.

Wei Hanyue looked down at him and didn't speak. The air gradually solidified in the stalemate between the two. Yan Lingzheng tightened his fingertips, and finally couldn't help muttering: "It's dangerous outside...isn't it good to be in the vault?"

Wei Hanyue pulled out his skirt inch by inch and said, "You know, you can't stop me."

Yan Lingzheng hurriedly stretched out his hand to keep him, but Wei Hanyue disappeared in an instant.

Yan Lingzheng knelt on the same spot in a daze, his hands were still holding the skirt of the skirt tightly, but the palms were empty.

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