Accidentally bent the hero [Transmigration Book]

Liang Duan managed to calm down: "You, your mind is really dirty."

"Well, I'm not only dirty in my mind, I'm dirty in person." Zhong Xue raised her eyebrows without showing any weakness. She was so dirty that she could restrain brother Duan's emotions in the grove, which is also very worthy of applause.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Liang Duan had already forgotten.

The servant girl outside the door heard the movement and planned to come in to serve, but Liang Duan opened the door to take the water basin and sent her away.

The servants are clumsy, he is worried, it is better to do it himself.

then……

Liang Duan helped Zhong Xue wipe his face, comb his hair, feed him, feed him medicine, and change his medicine. After a busy morning, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After finishing here, he went to the kitchen to watch the cook cook.

"He is injured and cannot eat greasy food."

"I've heard people say that it's not good for the wound, so don't put it in the dishes."

"I said whether you can cook or not, you are all confused!"

The cook who was shaking the spoon finally couldn't take it anymore: "My lord, can you go out first?"

Here, he gave orders all the time, causing chaos, and everyone's nerves were tense, for fear that the next command would be directed to themselves. Do you think you should listen or not?It seems that something is wrong. During this hesitation, the dishes should be fried in a frying pan. In fact, it is thankful that the roof was not burned through.

"That's right, Shi Zi, Shi Zifei should be quite lonely in the room alone, you should go and accompany him." Someone suggested.

But after hearing Zhong Xue describe his dream intermittently, Liang Duan didn't want to face him for the time being.

"What's wrong with staying alone for a while, is it possible that you can't leave me for a moment?" Liang Duan pretended to be majestic.

The cooks looked at each other, what's the next step for this flattery?

Just when everyone was tangled, Liang Duan suddenly let go, and sat down by the stove with a small horse, adding firewood to it while saying: "But he really can't do without me, I have to take medicine and eat, whoever you want If you go, you have to spill it, hey, forget it. I will help you light the fire, and when the porridge is ready, I will send it to him, and take a look at him by the way."

The eyebrows of the cooks raised one by one. Their family members seem to have a problem of putting gold on their faces recently, and they are very subtle.

Knowing that Zhong Xue was injured, many ministers who wanted to cling to Liang Duan seized the opportunity to send boxes of gifts to other courtyards, but Butler Zhang stopped them all, and the front hall was in chaos.

Butler Zhang searched around before finding Liang Duan in the kitchen. He wanted to ask Liang Duan for an idea. Liang Duan was wearing an apron and serving the porridge carefully. He raised his head and responded, "There are some things you dare not say, Xu Xiaoqing dares to, just let Xu Xiaoqing go over and drive people away, and you can come to me."

After Liang Duan filled the porridge, he picked up the tray and glared at Butler Zhang: "You are blocking the way."

Butler Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was blocking most of the door, and quickly moved his feet to avoid it. Liang Duan happily walked away with the porridge.

In the very short time when he went out and disappeared at the corner of Huaqiang, Steward Zhang had already imagined an annual drama where Liang Duan proclaimed himself emperor and fought with all the officials in the court—all because of Zhong Xue. Disaster for the country and the demon concubine! ! !

Really, beauty misleads people, I thought how decisive and decisive their family's son is, but now what he thinks... It's hard to say.

Butler Zhang took Xu Xiaoqing to the front hall. Xu Xiaoqing pouted domineeringly with the same style of pork belly, opened a few gift boxes with disdain, and took out the posture of the emperor turning over the green head card: "What is this? Our young master Don't eat this, take it away, tsk, and this, our young master uses this color of jade as a table leg, and it is not needed for the time being, so take it away too."

Steward Zhang followed, returning the presents one by one, and did not forget to ask: "Xiaoqing, is what you said just now true?"

Xu Xiaoqing had a rich face: "Half-true, half-false, like that piece of jade, our young master thinks it's a bad place to sit on the table leg, but they have come from a long way, so they have to show face, and I, Xiaoqing, am not the kind who can talk Dead people."

Steward Zhang looked at Xu Xiaoqing in surprise, what you said was not only about death, but also about someone else's coffin.When the official heard it just now, his face turned gray.

Liang Duanduan porridge entered the bedroom, and Zhong Xue was lying on the pillow, pinching a lock of hair and wrapping it around her fingers. When she heard the movement, she turned her head and poof—— laughed: "Brother, are you cooking?"

Wearing a black dress with arrow sleeves and a small floral apron around his waist, Liang Duan put down the porridge with a serious face: "It's a good idea, but I just saw that they were too busy, so I showed mercy and beat them up."

Zhong Xue let out a long groan, although he was lying on his stomach all the time, but he was still a little hungry, smelling the aroma of porridge, he couldn't control his saliva.

It was just a bowl of porridge, and Zhong Xue finished it quickly, and even gave her a thumbs up, giving her a lot of praise.

It was these compliments that almost blew up the kitchen in the house.

Liang Duan looked at the bowl of black things that the cook brought out, and frowned: "The fire I made, the ingredients I made, why did the bottom get mushy again?"

The cook is wronged, the steps are really the same, but after Liang Duan made it, it really turned into this unsightly appearance.

In fact, it's not Liang Duan's fault, but the author of "Jiangshan" is to blame. With a swipe of a pen, the author added an unpalatable setting to Liang Duan, and Liang Duan was also helpless.

After repeated several times, Liang Duan finally made a good bowl. He tasted it first, and it tasted good, so he went to the bedroom with it.

As soon as he entered the yard, a sleeve arrow flew out, piercing through the porridge bowl, and all the porridge Liang Duan had worked so hard to make all afternoon spilled on the ground.

"My, porridge!" Liang Duan's back teeth were almost crushed.

As soon as there is a change, the family hiding everywhere will show up one after another. There are three assassins in total. They miss the first move, hit the porridge bowl and miss it, and immediately lose the wind. They are subdued in just a cup of tea.

The family general was about to ask Liang Duan how to deal with it, but when he looked up, Liang Duan had disappeared.

Late at night, at the gate of the palace.

"My lord, you can't go in, even less with weapons!" The palace gate guard knelt on the ground.

Liang Duan slammed his sword on the guard's neck: "Will you let me go?"

The guard looked at death like home and closed his eyes: "I will not let you die!"

"Trouble." Liang Duan glared at him impatiently, and knocked him out with a slap of the blade of the sword with his backhand.

General Shen is currently negotiating with the Imperial Palace Guards. Although the leader of the Guards didn't express his position, since he made up his mind to stand on the sidelines, neither party will interfere. Therefore, Liang Duan's journey from the gate of the palace to the Imperial Study Room was not too difficult.

He also expected this, so he dared to enter the palace alone.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, it's not good! Liang Duan broke in with his sword!" The old eunuch ran into the imperial study room scrambling.

The face of the emperor who was flirting with the concubine turned green instantly: "Liang, Liang Duan him, how dare he!"

The emperor already knew that Liang Duan was not afraid of him, and those things before were just for show to him, but now is not the best time to rebel, Liang Duan can't be so stupid to come here in the middle of the night.

"How many people did he bring?" The emperor pushed the concubine aside and forcibly calmed down the two.

The old eunuch crept up to the emperor's couch: "Go back to the emperor, he's the only one."

"What???" The emperor thought he was hallucinating, did he not want to live?

In a daze, Liang Duan kicked the eunuch over the door, and rushed in with his sword.

The emperor had a dull pain in his chest, and blood was coming from his mouth. He held back and didn't spit out: "Liang Duan, don't you know what the way of a monarch and minister is?! As a minister, you carry a sword late at night..."

"Shut up!" Liang Duanquan acted as if he had farted, and crossed the sword with his right hand, and the blade lightly brushed against the palm of his hand: "Do you know what your people have done?"

As soon as he mentioned his people, the emperor thought of the three assassins who were sent last night tied up into rice dumplings, covered in black dog blood, disgusting and crazy, and immediately vomited blood on him.

Since Liang Duan had no room for him, he could no longer sit still and wait for death, so he sent three dead soldiers to assassinate Liang Duan. The sleeve arrows used in the assassination were smeared with poison. Liang Duan is now standing in front of him alive...

The emperor simply stopped pretending, and sneered: "Of course I know, but I am really surprised, why is your life so big? It was like this back then, yesterday, and tonight. I am a little jealous."

Liang Duan sneered disdainfully, and as soon as he took two steps forward, the old eunuch rushed over and hugged his leg, and kept yelling at him, saying that he was rebellious and told the emperor to run away.

Liang Duan was tired of hearing this, so he swung his sword, chopped off the old eunuch's hat, and kicked the man flying far away: "Don't hug my leg with the hand that has served this old guy, it's disgusting."

He walked up to the emperor with a sword and pointed at the gate of the emperor's life: "You still don't understand what I'm asking, then I'll tell you, your man hurt my concubine the eldest son yesterday, and today he poked me to give it to you." Xue boiled porridge all afternoon, crazy?"

The emperor who had a sarcasm on his face suddenly froze: "You, that's why you came here today? Didn't you force the palace?"

Liang Duan said with disgust: "Is it for me to force the palace?"

"So you came here tonight just to...a bowl of porridge?" The emperor felt that either he was stupid or Liang Duan was stupid.

"That's right." Liang Duan cast a contemptuous glance at the emperor, twisted his wrist, pulled a sword flower, and then made a quick and vigorous chop, splitting the bed in half, and left after finishing all this.

……

"You broke a dragon bed when you broke into the palace in the middle of the night?" Zhong Xue lay on the bed, looking at Liang Duan who was undressing with indignation.

Liang Duan blew out the light, went to bed, and gently tucked the quilt up for Zhong Xue: "You seem very disappointed."

Zhong Xue shook her head: "No, it's just a little unexpected. I thought you would directly kill the emperor."

"I'm not that stupid. No matter how much I hate him, he is the king of a country. Although there is no benefit for him to live, if he dies, even if the throne is passed on to those useless princes who have no power at all, it cannot be avoided. The world has fallen into segregation. Because of my personal affair, the world is in dire straits, and the gain outweighs the loss, and I can't do it."

"Brother——" Zhong Xue smiled, stretched out her hand and gently scratched the palm of the lower beam: "I heard that today's assassin is still locked in the kitchen and forced to cook because he knocked over your bowl of porridge? "

"They asked for it." Liang Duan said angrily. After saying this, he slipped his hand on Zhong Xue's buttocks, and his voice softened immediately, "Axue, your butt is so cold."

Zhong Xue felt a little itchy, but she was afraid of hurting her wounds, so she didn't dare to move, she just held her breath and said, "Brother Duan, I've always wondered if you have other thoughts about me, for example—wanting to sleep with me What?"

The author has something to say:

Brother Duan just broke into the palace like this, don't get entangled in the process, don't be serious, hehe.