I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

"Poison?" Rong Huai's tone was still calm: "Will he die?"

"It's better to live than to die..." The system spoke quickly: "The son of luck in this world is Qin Liangqi next to you. Your father is dead. Your father also took Qin Liangqi’s mother back to Dayue as a slave, so you and Qin Liangqi’s childhood sweethearts grew up together.”

"You like Qin Liangqi, but Qin Liangqi always treats you as if away from you. You are romantic by nature, and you find so many people in order to find the shadow of Qin Liangqi in them. It wasn't until your father died and Qin Liangqi's mother was buried that Qin Liangqi discovered it when he was sorting out his belongings. own identity."

"He was supposed to be Prince Qilan, but he was a slave in Dayue...Qin Liangqi must be unwilling, he wants revenge?" Rong Huai asked.

"Yes, in order to refuse to go to bed with you, and to make the officials let down their vigilance, he pretended to break his legs and sit in a wheelchair. This way, you can't force him to go to bed, and you can get closer to you through your sympathy. Going in and out of the Ganlu Hall to look through the memorials, even if the officials know that this is against the rules, they will not care about a lame person."

Rong Huai laughed: "It's interesting to pretend to be disabled... What's the matter with poison?"

"You have been weak since childhood, so you have the habit of drinking soup and medicine. The medical officer owed Qin Liangqi his mother's favor before, so he promised him to secretly poison the soup. This poison will gradually corrode your nerves and brain, and make you temperamental. Become crazy and brutal, the original owner can't control his temper because of this, and once you stick to it, you will become addicted, it is difficult to quit, and in the end it will make you a living dead who is paralyzed in bed."

"You've been drinking this decoction for half a year," the system said dejectedly, "It's hopeless."

"Others can't quit, but it doesn't mean I can't do it," Rong Huai asked again: "What happened to Qin Liangqi in the end?"

"After taking revenge on you, he and the protagonist Shou Yan Jiuli were together. Yan Jiuli is the adopted son of General Yan Zhuo. Soon after, the war broke out again, and the barbarians next to him began to harass again. After General Yan fought against the enemy and died, Yan Jiuli inherited After taking his title, sweeping away the turmoil and quelling the flames of war, he also took the position of regent, and Qin Liangqi also admired him, and the two finally got married and created a peaceful and prosperous world where two kings ruled together."

"Interesting." Rong Huai sharply pointed out the irrationality: "Yan Zhuo's career as a soldier, how could he suddenly die in the mere harassment of barbarians?"

Hearing his mention, the system also felt strange: "Hey, it seems to be so, it's unreasonable."

Rong Huai bowed his head in thought, Qin Liangqi felt a little uneasy holding the cold soup bowl in his hand, "Your Majesty, this medicine..."

"Leave it alone," Rong Huai glanced at the bowl of bright red soup, "Gu think about Yan Zhuo before drinking."

Hearing that he wanted to deal with Yan Zhuo, Qin Liang put it back into his stomach again, and said with a smile: "Then I won't bother Your Majesty."

"Wait, it's not a problem for you to have such a broken leg all the time," Rong Huai called to him, and tapped his fingers slowly on the table: "Since the palace is full of quack doctors, I will hire people who are proficient in medical skills The doctor is here to heal your leg."

"It will make you stand up again."

Qin Liangqi's smile froze on his face, Rong Huai's stroke of genius came so suddenly, he couldn't think of any excuses for a while, he couldn't say that his leg was fine at all, and he didn't need a doctor to treat him, could he?

"Go down." Rong Huai observed his expression and chuckled.

Qin Liangqi was in a panic and retreated slowly.

The system saw it, and murmured in his heart, it was too smooth for the host to bring in the status of an emperor with more than ten thousand people.

When Qin Liangqi left the Ganlu Hall, Rong Huai walked to the mirror. Through the mirror, he saw a young man in a bright yellow dragon robe, with a high golden crown and black hair scattered on his shoulders like a waterfall. It's not vicious, but when the brows are raised, it reveals the willful cruelty of the king of tens of thousands of people.

Glancing at the bowl of medicinal soup on the table, he raised his hand and poured it into the bonsai without saying a word.

The system was worried and reminded: "Host, even if your body is already addicted to it, if you don't drink it, you will suffer a lot when it happens."

As it said that, it also found many addictive videos and showed it to Rong Huai. The people on it knelt on the ground without dignity and cried bitterly. Huai glanced at it, then sat in front of the table and read the memorial indifferently: "I know all of this, I have experienced it when I was 15 years old."

The system took a breath: "What, what?"

Rong Huai recalled, "When I was 15 years old, at a grand palace banquet in the palace, someone presented a trained and trained beast for His Majesty's pleasure. Later, the trend of animal training became all the rage, and my elder brother was curious about treating humans as beasts. What is it like to come to train, so I put the idea on my head."

"What happened next?" The entire core of the system was chilling.

"Because I didn't want to obey, he thought of a bad move, trying to make me succumb to drug addiction, and wanted me to lose my dignity and crawl under him. Yes, the drug has a very elegant name called 'A trace of snow' ', so named because the hair of the user will gradually fade and turn white..." Rong Huai laughed at this point: "It's just that he didn't expect me to survive."

The system thought of Rong Huai's snow-like hair, but he didn't expect it to come like this, and his heart was cold: "Do the rest of your family don't care!?"

"Actually, you guessed it too. I was also born in the court. Your Majesty has so many sons... I can't remember their names clearly. How can we talk about restraint? The only person who expressed kindness to me back then was a general named Nie Qing." Rong Huai sighed with emotion: "So the original owner is quite lucky."

The system nodded in agreement: "That's right, the original owner's father and prince did not have many heirs, more than half of them died before they reached adulthood, and the rest are crooked melons, cracked dates and mud, not very competitive."

"But I really didn't guess that the host was also born in the imperial palace," the system whispered, "Didn't the host say that he was born in a theater?"

"Is there anything more like a theater than an imperial palace?" Standing in front of the window, Rong Huai looked at the deep palace wall and said with a smile, "Except for mental hospitals, the imperial palace is probably the only place where there are many talents in this world."

Seeing the chuckle on his lips, the system shivered.

Returning to the palace really made Rong Huai feel unhappy. In order to avoid always recalling those bad things, he spent most of his time dealing with government affairs, and spent a week getting familiar with the front court and the harem. There is nothing to say about the harem, three thousand The beauties are like decorations to the original owner and him.

Mainly the former dynasty, on the surface the court was his one-word court, but he didn't know how many people were bribed by Qin Liangqi behind the scenes.

In order to wipe out this group of people, Qin Liangqi can't move for the time being, but that doesn't prevent Rong Huai from torturing Qin Liangqi.

The next day, he personally wrote a reward letter for seeking a doctor, and asked the guards to post it at the gate of the city. Although most doctors are afraid of the tyrant's prestige and dare not accept the imperial list, there will always be someone who dares to expose it. It was a pleasure to watch Qin Liangqi, who was in a hurry to get angry.

In just a few days, Qin Liangqi's mouth was full of blisters.

On this day, as the night was getting darker, Rong Huai was getting ready to go to bed in Weiyang Palace, half of his clothes had been taken off, when suddenly a voice from the inner supervisor came from outside the palace: "Your Majesty, General Yan's squadron has returned to court and is begging to see His Majesty outside the palace—"

Rong Huai was slightly stunned, he hadn't realized for a while, who is this General Yan: "Please wait a moment."

"General Yan," outside the gate of the palace, the inner eunuch tried his best to persuade him: "You see it's getting dark now, your Majesty may have already rested, what's the matter, can you come back tomorrow?"

"Get out," Yan Zhuo held a box in his hand, raised his eyelids and strode forward, hitting the inner prisoner staggeringly, and went straight into Weiyang Palace.

As a result, he rushed into the inner hall, and when he raised his head, what he saw was sitting on the dragon bed, with his clothes half-faded, revealing most of his shoulders.

Yan Zhuo frowned, threw the box in his hand on the ground, and kicked it over. Inside, an angry eye widened, and the dead head rolled on the smooth marble floor, dragging out a long bloodstain.

Nei who followed behind couldn't help screaming: "Ah, this, this is..."

Unexpectedly, the box contained a head!

With a calm expression, Rong Huai put on his clothes slowly, and applauded lightly: "Okay, when your king's rebellion rises up, you should know that you are against the sky, and you will get what you deserve."

Yan Zhuo looked at him, and sneered: "Your Majesty is really ungrateful and ungrateful. Everyone's head falls on my pillow, and I can laugh heartily."

"Don't laugh, do you still want to cry?" Rong Huai bent one leg and stepped on the dark blanket with bare feet. Yubai's legs were as white as jade, and the color difference caused an extremely strong visual impact.

Yan Zhuo took a glance and moved his eyeliner away: "It's none of my business how your majesty is flirtatious, it's just that I won't let this minister wipe your ass like this in the future."

"What happened to your king, this is the only time."

Hearing this, the eunuchs, maids of honor and even the guards next to him knelt down, sweating profusely, not even daring to breathe.

The tyrants are bloodthirsty, brutal and moody. If they are confronted face-to-face like this, they will lose their lives in a fit of rage.

Rong Huai glanced at the people kneeling on the ground: "You all go out."

The eunuchs and maids thought their death was imminent, but they didn't expect a turn of events, and they immediately rolled out of the inner hall as if they had been pardoned.

After everyone in the inner hall had left, Rong Huai did not respond to Yan Zhuo's words. He sat under the soft bed curtain and hid his face, unable to see his expression clearly. Layers of bed curtains: "Your Majesty, did you hear what I said clearly!?"

As soon as the curtain was opened, Rong Huai leaned forward and fell into his arms.

Rong Huai's body is very light and has no weight at all. Yan Zhuo was caught off guard and didn't feel pain, but felt that something was wrong.

He pinched Rong Huai's chin and lifted it up, his palm-sized face was bloodless, a deep cut was made on his lip, and blood dripped down the corner of his mouth.

"...Your Majesty?" Yan Zhuo was startled.

The system said anxiously: "Host, you haven't taken medicine for more than a week, you are addicted."

Rong Huai panted lowly. This feeling seemed familiar, but he hadn't experienced it for a long time. He still remembered that he was fed medicine and locked up in the room. When he got out, his arms and legs were already bitten by himself. The blood was bloody, this time the medicine was obviously not as strong as before, but Rong Huai could still bear it.

Yan Zhuo maintained the movement of lowering his head. At this moment, the high-ranking emperor fell into his arms. His black hair covered half of his pale cheeks, but his lips were so red that they dripped blood. Dazed for a moment, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

It wasn't until he felt hot breath blowing on his fingertips that Yan Zhuo could barely regain his senses: "What's going on with you, Your Majesty?"

He asked several times in a row before he got a response.

Rong Huai bit her lip and smiled at him: "I...is sick.",