Accidentally bent the hero [Transmigration Book]

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhong Xue patted Liang Duan on the shoulder angrily.

"You are mine, what's wrong with me saying this?" Liang Duan put down the teacup, went around Zhong Xue's back and pinched his buttocks, Zhong Xue jumped away in a jerk, blushing.

The young masters present smoothed things over in a mess: "It's okay, we all understand, Brother Zhong, there's no need to be shy."

Knowing a furball, it's not as good as you think!Zhong Xue took a look at Liang Duan and walked away. If he stayed here for a moment, he would go crazy.

The carriage that came to pick them up was outside the venue. The coachman saw him coming, and just as he was about to move the horse stool, Zhong Xue raised his legs and climbed up directly.

Before the coachman recovered, a red shadow floated in front of his eyes, and Liang Duan also went up.

The coachman put on the reins with a dazed expression, and sat down on the board of the car, and was about to urge the whip, when the car suddenly shook violently and threw him directly off.

The coachman swallowed, Hou Men was different, he knew how to play.

"Liang Duan, what are you doing?" Zhong Xue was held in Liang Duan's arms, and the more he struggled, the tighter Liang Duan hugged him.

"Fuck you." Liang Duan pinched Zhong Xue's waist, exerted all his strength, and turned him over all at once.

Zhong Xue sat on Liang Duan's lap, looking at his indifferent face, she really wanted to slap him across the face: "Who said before that you can't prostitute yourself in the daylight, don't you feel ashamed to say these things now?"

And pinch Lao Tzu's waist, it hurts to death!Zhong Xue stared at him viciously, the pain in her waist came up inch by inch, directly stimulating the lacrimal gland, and her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Zhong Xue cried very well, before his brain could react, two tears rolled down his face, he couldn't stand it-this body is so impatient.

Before the tears dripped onto Liang Duan's hand, he panicked, first let go of his hand, then covered it up, put his head against Zhong Xue's side, and blew and kneaded the place he pinched just now, his voice trembling a little : "I hurt you, I'm sorry."

Liang Duan's behavior frightened Zhong Xue first, why is the fucking brother Duan acting like a child: "Brother, don't, I'm fine, I'm not in great pain, I didn't mean to be in a hurry with you just now." Yes, it’s just that I can’t get angry with you…”

In the middle of speaking, Zhong Xue was stunned for a moment, why was he so angry that Liang Duan thought he was dirty?If you let someone else go, just slap him on the head with a brick, and let his flesh leak out, but Liang Duan is the protagonist, and fighting with him is not courting death, you can only get angry and repel him.This logic is perfect, but... even he can't convince himself of this reason, but he can't figure out what went wrong.

"What do you hate?" Liang Duan put his arms around Zhong Xue's waist, trying to control the strength of his arms so as not to strangle him again.

Zhong Xue came back to her senses, wiped away the few unsatisfactory tears on her face, and joked: "It's nothing, just can you stop being so coquettish anytime and anywhere, I'm very embarrassed, just like what you said in front of everyone just now , They may not know what to think when they hear it.”

"It was you who said I was fierce first." Liang Duan said without any loss while rubbing Zhong Xue's waist.

Good guy, I'm sorry for being so sincere just now, but now it's really refreshing to throw the pot away, thanks to the fact that I felt sorry for him for a while when I saw his pitiful appearance, it's just useless.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, I did it myself, right?" Zhong Xue rolled her eyes and slapped the back of Liang Duan's hand, "Let go."

With the lesson just now, Liang Duan didn't dare to hold back for the time being, he let go of his hand obediently, and after Zhong Xue sat down opposite him, he carefully arranged his clothes. He didn't dare to look into Zhong Xue's eyes, even if it was Zhong Xue If you glance at it unintentionally, you will remember how useless you are just now, and simply fall asleep.

Back to the other courtyard of Prince Liang's Mansion, it was already dark.

Butler Zhang asked people to take the deer brought by the attendant to the kitchen, and made a whole deer banquet. Zhong Xue didn't like this kind of hot food very much, so he only drank a bowl of porridge for dinner.

After taking a shower, he was about to go back to his room to rest, but when he entered the door, he was startled.

"Brother, what are you doing on the floor?" Zhong Xue pointed to the quilt on the floor.

Liang Duan glanced at him indifferently: "I don't want to share the bed with you tonight." After eating so much venison, he was afraid that he would lose control.

Zhong Xue froze all over, and really wanted to ask him what he meant by these words. It was fine to think he was dirty in the dense forest during the day, after all, he was sweating, but now that he had washed his face, why did he think so?The outline is online, right?

"You, whatever you want, I won't pull you under the bed at night." Zhong Xue stepped over Liang Duan directly, rolled onto the bed, got into the bed and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Liang Duan quietly opened his eyes and lifted the quilt lightly. His body was so dry at night. Just as he sent a few breezes to his face with his hands, a living person fell down on the bed.

Liang Duan had sharp eyes and quick hands, and quickly reached out to catch it, only to avoid the tragedy of Zhong Xue knocking directly on the ground.

Before Liang Duan rolled under the bed, he fell off the bed first...

Zhong Xue didn't know when she kicked off the quilt, her body was cool, and it was very comfortable to hold her in her arms, Liang Duan suddenly didn't want to let go.

He put Zhong Xue beside him, and helped him to pose in a very elegant sleeping position, then he lay down on his side, propped his head on one hand, and touched Zhong Xue's face with the other hand, then reached into Zhong Xue's clothes to touch him The chest, left and right are not idle.

The next day, when Zhong Xue woke up and found herself being hugged by Liang Duan, she was startled on the spot, but only for a negligible few seconds. There was a throbbing, and then he moved his face inexplicably, stuck out the tip of his tongue inexplicably, and licked the lip at the end of the lower beam inexplicably.

Just after this inexplicable but coherent movement was completed, Liang Duan moved suddenly, and before Zhong Xue had time to hide, he opened his eyes sleepily.

"Why are you so close to me?" he asked.

Just after waking up, Liang Duan's voice was still a little hoarse, but it was this hoarse voice that made Zhong Xue's whole body go limp.

Zhong Xue swallowed, pretending to be calm, pointing to Liang Duan's clean eyes, and said, "Let me see if you have...eye gum."

"..."

When Zhong Xue was thrown out, she was not surprised.

Liang Duan was wondering if he was too aggressive, when Zhong Xue patted his butt indifferently and bowed deeply to him: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

On the surface, Zhong Xue was almost roaring in her heart: Why did I kiss you? !

Thinking of the venison on the table yesterday that he didn't touch with his chopsticks, Zhong Xue forced himself to remain calm—could it be that just the smell would be affected?

Liang Duan rubbed his forehead: "It's early in the morning, you really shouldn't do that."

He slept too late yesterday, and now he still has a headache, so he closed his eyes and rested for a while, and then opened his eyes again, Zhong Xue had already put on her clothes and was ready to go out, before her front foot stepped out of the door, Liang Duan reached out and grabbed her foot neck.

"Why are you arresting me? Could it be that you still want me to dress you?" Zhong Xue asked blankly.

"Look down." Liang Duan gave him a hard look.

Zhong Xue lowered her head in bewilderment, and looked at it several times without feeling anything wrong.

Liang Duan couldn't bear to remind him: "Little Concubine, are my shoes comfortable?"

Zhong Xue's face turned red, and she quickly changed back to her shoes.

……

The palace, the imperial study.

The emperor closed the memorial, very tired.

The old eunuch who was close to him lit incense and said: "Return to the emperor, the guards at the gate of the capital said they want to see you, can you pass it on?"

The emperor pinched his brows and took a sip of refreshing tea: "It's nothing more than the gathering of refugees at the gate of the city, so there's nothing to say about it."

"That's right, that's what it is all about." The old eunuch walked to the emperor's side, bowed and whispered, "Yesterday, during the hunt, Prince Liang won the first prize again, and all the extra prey, large and small, were sent to the gate of the city to help the refugees."

Hearing Liang Duan's name, the sleepy emperor immediately became energetic and angry, but the fury in his eyes didn't last long, and then suddenly extinguished, and then a little bit of complacency surfaced: "It's fine if he still remembers these untouchables. He is really hard-hearted and abandons him, but I can't hold him anymore. Heh, tell me, is it possible that the group of mobs at the gate of this city will launch a terrorist attack?"

The old eunuch smiled in agreement: "If you are pushed into a hurry, it's hard to say."

"Yes, if a person is driven to a dead end, he will do anything." The emperor pretended to be concerned about the country and the people, and after a while, he laughed grimly, "Our young master of southern Xinjiang has lived a very good life recently. Cozy?"

The old eunuch guessed the emperor's words and said softly: "The eyeliner reported that Liang Shizi has not had any contact with the southern Xinjiang or the foreign race in the west in the past few days. In terms of private matters, he is busy with Master Zhong every day. There is nothing unusual, oh, by the way, Young Master Zhong was brought along during yesterday's hunt for Prince Liang, and Young Master Zhong even praised His Royal Highness in public... boasting that His Royal Highness is fierce."

"What fierce?" The incense was so strong that the emperor was so dizzy that he didn't react for a while.

The old eunuch couldn't help but say: "Just...just about the intercourse. I heard that the two of them had sex in the dense forest yesterday. What's the matter? The prince tied Young Master Zhong to a tree, like that."

The emperor almost coughed out his lungs, his face was flushed red, and when he wiped off the handkerchief, a mouthful of old blood came out.

……

Seeing the blood in the handkerchief, Zhong Xue ran away from home on the spot: "Father, have you coughed up your lungs? Why are you still vomiting blood!"

Father Zhong hit Zhong Xue's chest with a hammer, and aggressively wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "I'm not angry with you!"

After saying that, he coughed twice, Liang Duan handed over his handkerchief, Father Zhong gave him a defensive look, shook his hand, but didn't take it.

Father Zhong bowed to Liang Duan, and said with a dry smile: "Caomin and the concubine have a few private words to say, can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Duan waved his hand.

Father Zhong sneakily dragged Zhong Xue to the corner of the entrance of the academy: "Son, are you alright?"

Father Zhong groped Zhong Xue for a while, especially his butt, and checked it several times.

Zhong Xue took her father's hand away from her buttocks: "Father, what are you doing?"

After school, as soon as he left the academy, he was stopped by Mr. Zhong in person. He thought he was in a hurry, but just now seeing him coughing up blood, Zhong Xue was almost worried to death, and now she suddenly started playing tricks on him , and keep touching his butt, what are you doing?

Father Zhong's tears were about to come out, he grabbed Zhong Xue's hand, ignoring the blood stains at the corner of his mouth: "Are you all right?"

Zhong Xue pulled out her hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him: "What can I do, but you are coughing up blood, what's going on?"

The old butler of the Zhong Mansion came up and said: "Master suffered from a cold some time ago, he was fine at first, after taking a few pills, he was almost healed, but after hearing about you young master last night, he became fine." Such."

"My business?" Zhong Xue was confused.

Father Zhong waved his hand away from the old housekeeper, and grabbed Zhong Xue's hand: "Tell me, Shizi, did he really... tie you up and do that to you?"

"What kind of thing? Sex?" Zhong Xue frowned. He married Liang Duan, so even if he really had sex, he shouldn't be so excited.

Father Zhong's lips were trembling, he pressed Zhong Xue's arm with his left hand, and put his fingers together with his right hand, making a gesture of seven: "Seven times in one night! Seven times! And tied to a tree and tied to the head of the bed! My son! , why is your life so hard! If I had known this, I shouldn't have given birth to you with your mother!"

"No, what is it?" Zhong Xue's eyes widened, "Father, who did you listen to?"

"The young man was afraid that something might happen to you, so he secretly revealed it to me. Don't worry about it, anyway, I know," Mr. Zhong wiped away his tears, waved his hand, and several servants took more than a dozen boxes, large and small, out of the car. Lifted it down, "These are all high-quality kidney-reinforcing herbs, you eat them first, father is incapable, so he can't protect you for the time being, but father will definitely find a way to rescue you from the dire straits, don't worry!"

Just as Zhong Xue was about to explain, she was interrupted by Father Zhong: "Ah Xue, if you have the opportunity, try to discuss it with your son. Let's change it three times a day. Of course, once every three days is better. You say you are also pregnant." If it’s not a child, it’s useless for him to work so hard.”

Zhong Xuesheng has nothing to love: "Father, I want to tell you that the son and I are still young children, do you believe it?"

Hearing this, Father Zhong felt even more distressed: "Axue, father knows that you have grown up, so he understandably comforted father, but this is a certainty, and someone has seen it with his own eyes, so... Forget it, father knows If you have self-respect, don't talk about it, and if you talk about the prince, you should be suspicious, so go back quickly."

When Father Zhong sent Zhong Xue and Liang Duan to the carriage, Liang Duan looked at his reluctant eyes and couldn't bear it: "Yue Zhang, why don't you come and stay at my house for a few days, or do you want me to stay with you?" It’s fine for Xue to stay with you for a few days.”

Zhong Xue is the only son, and now he is married to him again, father and son often miss each other naturally, Liang Duan understands.

Father Zhong turned pale, and hurriedly waved his hands and left.

On the carriage, Liang Duan grabbed a strand of Zhong Xue's hair, twirled it and asked casually, "Is your father healthy?"

"It's nothing serious, just being angry." Zhong Xue was still a little worried when he said that. When he read the original book, he felt that Father Zhong was very kind to his son. Now he has experienced it for himself. , which is not generally good.

"Who's mad at you?" Liang Duan wondered.

Zhong Xue lightly poked Liang Duan's chest: "You."

Liang Duan pointed at himself in disbelief: "Me? Are you kidding me?!"

Zhong Xue shook her head: "I'm not joking, you said you fucked me seven times a night, and that someone saw it with your own eyes, and my father asked me to discuss it with you, beg for mercy, and ask if you can change it to three times a day."

"Seven times, I've done you seven times, and I've never done it once!" Liang Duan has never been wronged like this. He doubted his life because of the injustice. See, who? I'll cut him alive! Seven times a day!"

Seeing Liang Duan's furry appearance, Zhong Xue couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Liang Duan suddenly approached Zhong Xue's face, his face full of anger: "Laugh again, and I will really kill you, seven times a night, until you cry every day."

Zhong Xue quickly closed her mouth and leaned against the carriage like a wooden figure, not daring to move. Brother Duan always kept his word, and if he said it seven times, it must be a complete seven times. Even if there was no ooc restriction, he would Fine|All people die.

Liang Duan forcibly suppressed his anger, and sat back: "What's in that car behind?"

Zhong Xue patted her kidneys: "My father made this up for me, lest I be killed by you."

"You!" Liang Duan frowned.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk." Zhong Xue's mouth was closed, but there were still two laughs leaking out from time to time.

The horse-drawn carriage stopped at the gate of the palace with the medicinal materials for invigorating the kidney.

The two got out of the car, and as soon as they stepped into the yard, Liang Duan's face turned dark.

"What are these things?" Liang Duan pointed to the large and small boxes that had been unloaded in the yard.

Steward Zhang walked over with a blushing face: "Master, this is from Mr. Zhang Ge. He said it was... said it was a tonic for the imperial concubine, and some medicated oil for bruises."

Liang Duan sneered: "A tonic for nourishing the kidney?"

Butler Zhang gasped and nodded.

Liang Duan took a long breath, held it in his lungs, and walked out the door with his sleeves thrown, shouting angrily as he walked: "The Zhang family is finished! He and his son are going to be finished!"

son?Zhong Xue suddenly realized that the Mr. Zhang who seemed to have seen something yesterday seemed to be the son of Mr. Zhang Ge...

Butler Zhang worried: "Where are you going, son?"

Liang Duan gritted his back teeth: "I'll go to Zhang's mansion and ask them how I did it seven times a night."

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