Demon King Daddy [Quick Transmigration]

The young man's warm chest hugged him from behind.

The scorching breath left by the other party still remained on the ears.

Qin Junche's arm holding him was still bleeding, and the warm blood slid down drop by drop following his movements, and finally accumulated on the ground in front of Gu Tang.

Gu Tang bowed his head, hiding his handsome face into the night.

The eyelids were slightly drawn, and the long, thick eyelashes drooped, blocking the light in his eyes.

No one can guess what His Majesty the Emperor of the Galactic Empire is thinking right now.

Even Qin Junche, who was rescued by him just now, couldn't think of it.

He just hugged Gu Tang very tightly.

Every time, when he felt cold-hearted, disappointed, and wanted to leave.

It seems that as long as Gu Tang appears and walks around in front of him, Qin Junche can instantly get up from the mud of despair.

full HP resurrection.

At night on the imperial capital, the wind is already a little cool.

The smell of blood in the air gradually became thicker, and those who brushed their hair playfully entangled their hair together.

For a long time, none of them spoke again.

It seems that no one wants to spoil this rare, ambiguous and warm time.

Even if they were surrounded by corpses of men in black.

Until there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

Someone was wearing long boots, walking towards this side in a hurry in the night.

"Your Majesty!" The person who came was Gu Tang's deputy captain of the personal guard.

When he opened the courtyard door, he smelled a bloody smell so strong that it was almost suffocating.

Then he looked up, and saw His Majesty the Emperor standing tall, with a smear of blood on his cheek.

The clothes in front of Gu Tang were almost completely wet with blood.

The deputy captain's back was drenched with sweat!

The heart beats fast.

If His Majesty the Emperor is injured, he will still be injured in the imperial capital, surrounded by the iron barrel of the personal guards.

The entire SS is to blame!

The deputy captain leaned over stiffly, and his voice became a little hoarse when he spoke again: "I am late, please punish me, Your Majesty!"

Gu Tang waved his hand.

His fighting skills are unparalleled, and his strength is indeed so strong that it defies the sky.

But these soldiers who were sent to assassinate Qin Junche were also desperate guys, and every way of fighting seemed to be desperate.

"Let someone find out!" His Majesty the Emperor took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, "The origins of these assassins."

"Yes!" The deputy captain quickly agreed.

Gu Tang's eyes were as cold as stars, and they swept across the vice-captain's back.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and ordered in a cold voice: "I pass on my order, the captain of the personal guard is unable to protect the future queen, if he neglects his duties, he will be dismissed and handed over to the First Court for review."

"Yes!" The vice-captain bowed again.

His heart, which had been calmed down a little, started beating wildly again.

Gu Tang has been on the throne for nine years, and the time he stayed in the imperial capital was not long.

The ministers are even more relaxed to the point of connivance.

It has almost never happened that such a sudden and resolute move to dismiss a subject as important as the captain of his personal guard.

The deputy captain didn't dare to look up at Gu Tang, he could only hear the other party say again: "You follow me back to the palace to rest."

His voice was still a little cold.

Not only was he indifferent, but there was even a hint of trembling in his voice and the joy of being alive after the catastrophe.

Gu Tang and Qin Junche hadn't returned to the palace yet, they had almost left the gate of the villa full of dead men's bodies.

He did it himself, and briefly treated Qin Junche's wound.

Fortunately, even though Qin Junche drank, his reaction was quick.

His injuries were mainly on his arms, and it was hard to see how many wounds there were due to the dense blood holes.

The blood still didn't stop, and slid down Qin Junche's arm.

Under the bright moonlight, there seemed to be a layer of soft silver light shining.

"Hmph!" Gu Tang randomly tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his robe, and wrapped it around his arm indiscriminately.

"They were cautious, they didn't dare to use the blood-sealed throat poison." He snorted again as he spoke.

Under the moonlight, the originally extremely handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

He was good-looking in the first place, but he was born at this time with a special charm.

Qin Junche rarely saw Gu Tang angry.

In his impression, even when the two were in the frontier galaxy, they went deep into the most cruel and powerful pirates, knowing that they had done so many outrageous things.

Gu Tangdu can still keep smiling.

It seemed that there was nothing in this world that could irritate him.

But now, Gu Tang was obviously angry.

Qin Junche's arm was injured, and according to Tang Tang, the hidden weapons that injured him were poisoned.

His entire arm, along with the upper left side of his body, became numb.

But the heart was beating uncontrollably.

"You..." Qin Junche was stunned, but Gu Tang had already strode forward.

He hurriedly followed, and asked hoarsely, "Why are you angry?"

Compared to the other party, Xingye, who came to rescue him, Gu Tang, who would get emotional ups and downs because of himself, made his heart burn uncontrollably.

It was as if a kitten's paw was gently scratching his heart.

Itchy and full of anticipation.

Gu Tang turned his head and glanced at Qin Junche.

"You're hurt." He said slowly.

Then he raised his hand, and within a short time, someone driving the Imperial Star Shuttle Spaceship stopped beside them.

The two palace attendants disembarked and greeted Gu Tang respectfully.

"Get in the car." Gu Tang said slowly.

He himself has long been accustomed to walking alone, even as His Majesty the emperor, he rarely travels with the emperor's guard of honor.

As a result, every time Qin Junche followed him, he always subconsciously forgot that this person in front of him had the most noble status in the entire Galactic Empire.

Until this time, he was sitting in the luxurious and comfortable royal shuttle spaceship.

He looked at Gu Tang who was sitting opposite him, leaning against the wall of the car with his eyes closed.

Only then did Qin Junche slowly come back to his senses.

Come this starry night, a person who fights fiercely with dozens of dead soldiers.

Not just people he likes.

It is His Majesty the Emperor of the Galactic Empire.

"You..." Qin Junche's voice became hoarse when he spoke again.

He looked at Gu Tang with burning eyes, and a subtle feeling overflowed from his heart that was still beating fast.

"Why are you angry?" Qin Junche asked almost persistently.

It seems that if you don't give him an answer, he will never give up.

Gu Tang closed his eyes and opened his eyes.

He glanced at Qin Junche with a half-smile, and said slowly, "You're hurt."

For many years he had been on the throne, almost connivingly allowing his elder brother's loyal subordinates to work in the shadows.

I also know that they have long wanted to pull His Majesty the Emperor from the throne.

But he was never really angry.

But tonight, Thunder is furious!

"You..." Qin Junche suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Gu Tang in disbelief.

He thought that his sentence "you are hurt" just now was just to change the subject.

He never opened up to himself.

His heart has long been lost, and he has not had time to recognize his past.

Qin Junche suddenly stretched out his uninjured right arm.

He gently pinched the opponent's jaw and leaned over.

The scorching lips fell on the other's lips recklessly.

His left arm, which was still numb just now, seemed to have warm blood flowing through it.

It started from his heart, flowed through his whole body, and finally returned to his heart.

He doesn't care about anything!

Is it a substitute!

Who does Gu Tang love more!

He doesn't care anymore.

Qin Junche thought that he was willing to come here for this starry night just to save himself.

Angry for his injury, Gu Tang who violated his own principles.

Do your best and die!

He thought, he has really fallen!

Completely, with no possibility of turning back, it has fallen!

The royal doctor is already waiting in the palace.

They were busy for almost five hours, until the sun was completely up in the sky, covering the entire Galactic Empire, before they completely treated the wound on Qin Junche's arm.

This is obviously His Majesty's new favorite, sitting in His Majesty's bedroom just like that.

Gu Tang, on the other hand, was waiting by the side.

It wasn't until the last hidden weapon was taken out of Qin Junche's arm that Gu Tang seemed to be slowly heaving a sigh of relief.

A servant carefully reminded him that he should deal with the government affairs.

Ministers are already waiting.

Gu Tang doesn't need to go to court every day, but when he stays in the imperial capital, there are always a few days every month, and he must personally preside over the court affairs.

Today is the day when he must appear and preside over the government in person.

Then the young emperor just glanced coldly at the little servant, and raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile.

"Go and tell them that my sweetheart was assassinated last night and was injured." Gu Tang said slowly, "I am furious and feel sorry for the beauty. I haven't slept all night, so today I will be excused from court."

After he said these words casually, he didn't know how much sincerity and how much falsehood was in it.

Qin Junche no longer guessed Gu Tang's real purpose.

He just looked up at Gu Tang after the royal doctor bandaged his arm.

In the originally bright eyes, there seemed to be twinkling stars.

"...Yes...Yes!" The little servant bowed and retreated with some trepidation.

Gu Tang began to patiently ask the doctor about Qin Junche's precautions during his recovery period, and whether there were any taboos.

With that appearance, she looks like a king who has never been a beauty since then.

Gu Tang didn't care what the ministers thought, and he didn't bother to care about the future changes in the imperial capital.

After that day, he simply stayed with Qin Junche in the palace every day to heal his wounds.

In fact, for Qin Junche, the little injury was handled properly by the royal doctor, and he was completely fine the next day.

But he is happy to be with Gu Tang Zhaoxi every day.

Apart from teaching Gu Yan fighting skills every day, he ignored everything else.

People who didn't know really thought how badly he was injured.

Qin Junche could guess that Gu Tang had his purpose in doing this.

But he didn't ask anything this time, as if he was really just recovering from his injuries.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed quickly.

This day, after Qin Junche taught Gu Yan fighting skills, he, Gu Yan and Gu Tang had lunch together.

The three sat in the palace garden and chatted as usual.

After the captain of the personal guard was dismissed for investigation, the deputy captain in charge of guarding the imperial capital and the palace rushed over.

Beside him is the justice minister of the Empire's First Court, He Hui.

Qin Junche's face sank instantly.

Even Gu Tang, who saw them, sighed heavily without concealing it.

He didn't seem to care that his complaints would be heard, and he muttered in a voice that He Hui could definitely hear: "Someone came to teach again! It's really... Occasionally, I can't steal Fusheng for half a day! "