When the Big Brother Dresses as a Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Ask yourself, Yaoyue doesn't think she is a compassionate person, let alone the savior of this terrible era, she just thinks that the rule of this era and the rules of this era are so disgusting.

She has never been a person who can rub the sand in her eyes. When encountering annoying things and people, her most direct way is to make these people and things disappear.

All disappeared.

Corrupt officials must be killed, and prison officials who have caused innocent soldiers to die must be killed, and the ruler of this terrible world must be killed even more.

Killing and stopping killing may not solve all problems, but at least it can let her breathe fresh air for a few days.

Just listening to the so-called three principles and five constant principles, three obediences and four virtues, she felt a tightness in her chest.

Repressive rule and backward thinking should have been abolished long ago.

After Yaoyue finished speaking, she quietly looked at the young man in front of her.

The moonlight slanted down, covering the boy with a layer of white gauze, and the incense sticks were slowly burning in the incense burner, floating out like clouds and mist, lingering around his side.

Rao Yaoyue was used to beautiful skins in her previous life, but she had to admit that the person in front of her had a real aura, like an exiled immortal above the nine heavens, especially those pair of eyes, which were really well-born, long The eyelashes stretched, wrapping the pupils containing the stars, clear and bright, reflecting the candlelight and moonlight.

His eyes are so beautiful that it's easy for people to be intoxicated and lose their way.

Staring at him will give Yaoyue a feeling of pity.

Such an elegant and immortal person was born in the filthiest royal family, with an embarrassing status and poor health. If she hadn't helped him heal his wounds when she was happy with him, he wouldn't have lived to be 20 years old.

Dragging a half-crippled body, and secretly manipulating everything, his scheming is no less than that of the new emperor in power. What makes him better than the new emperor is that he will care about the names of people in the world, instead of killing people like the new emperor. Shake the pot without mercy.

But what if he took the throne from the new emperor?

His body has been damaged from the root, and her treatment of his wounds is treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. If you want to clean up all the toxins in his body, you must first rest in peace and not worry about it, and second, you must give him exercises every day. It will take decades for him to return to a normal human body.

But so far, there is little hope for either.

He will not give up the hatred of destroying the family, and it is impossible for her to be with him every day to help him heal.

Yaoyue sighed unrecognizably, and said: "You feel sorry for those people who have been hacked into pieces, you might as well feel sorry for your own body."

Mr. Hong's eyes dizzy, he smiled, and said, "Are you concerned about me?"

"No." Yaoyue said without hesitation: "Sleep in the same bed, I don't want you to die too early."

Mr. Hong turned the wheelchair, bypassed the Jinshenmu case, came to Yaoyue, covered her hand with his fingers, pulled her lightly, held her in his arms, kissed her on the forehead, and said warmly: "Don't worry!" , You and I have not yet decided on a major event in our lives, and I am reluctant to die."

Inviting the moon is noncommittal.

After sleeping with Mr. Hong for so long, she has touched his temper all over the place. Everyone in the world knows that women are the softest afterward, and when it comes to men, it's actually the same.

If you have a disagreement with him, after a night's sleep, whisper a few words into his ear, his smiling eyes will bend slightly, and the matter will be resolved.

It's the same this time.

He didn't agree with her approach, and felt that she involved everyone in the world in the struggle for imperial power, but she felt that human beings are born free, have the right to choose, and the right to take risks and enjoy life, and to overthrow the ruler of the terrible world, only everyone Participate in, and the future reforms will be much easier.

Neither of them can convince the other, so they will go to sleep and talk after sleep.

Yaoyue thought so, and did the same.

His movement of breaking into her world was very gentle, the veil hanging down on the bed covered most of the moonlight, and the meager moonlight was like jade flakes.

Time slipped away inch by inch, his breathing became more and more chaotic, and finally his chest heaved slightly, and then everything returned to calm.

The two lay side by side, and the musk smell in the room became stronger and stronger. After some time, Mr. Hong suddenly said, "Well, is it because of my body?"

"We've been together for so long." Mr. Hong's eyes slid to Yaoyue's flat belly, thoughtfully: "I never saw you feel uncomfortable."

Yaoyue said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you, there is something wrong with the things sent by the new emperor."

Mr. Hong's eyes flickered slightly, he sighed lightly, and said, "Will it affect your body?"

Yueyue shook her head.

Mr. Hong played with Yaoyue's hair, moving it up little by little, his slender fingers caressed the face that was as bright as moonlight, and said: "He actually moved the trick of dealing with courtiers to the harem."

Mr. Hong looked sideways at Yaoyue, rubbed her lips with his fingertips, and said, "I've been thinking, if we have a child, will we be more like you, or more like me?"

"Nowadays the troubled times are beginning to emerge, when the wind and rain are precarious, if an accident happens to me, and you have our children by your side, life will not be too difficult."

The imperial doctor comforted him day by day, saying that his health has improved recently, as long as he takes good care of him, it is not impossible to return to a normal person.

But he knew his body better than the imperial physician.

The reason why the new emperor can tolerate him is because he is not a long-lived person at all.

A short-lived ghost with few descendants, so what if he takes over the world?Do you want to pass it on to others?

The new emperor thought so, and he thought so too at some point.

But since the appearance of Yaoyue, he has a future and another kind of expectation—perhaps, it is possible for him to have his own family and children, and his organs are exhausted, not to make wedding dresses for others.

When things are going on in the world, and he is honored for the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the first thing he does is to announce his relationship with Yaoyue to the world.

Yaoyue is not bound by the secular world, and he will not abide by the family law of his ancestors, and he will not allow women to interfere in politics. He will rule the world together with Yaoyue, and push Yaoyue to a position where the world bows down and looks up to.

In this way, even if he dies, Yaoyue and their children will live well.

He didn't doubt Yaoyue's ability to govern the world at all. She would be a very good queen mother and manage the country in an orderly manner.

Mr. Hong kissed Yaoyue's face and said, "If possible, give me a child."

"It does not matter whether it is a boy or a girl, as long as it is our child, I like it very much."

Yaoyue turned her eyes lightly, sat up, looked at Mr. Hong, and said, "I think you made a mistake. I'm not helping you win the world, I'm helping myself."

Master Hong laughed and said, "Do you want to learn from Wu Zetian?"

Yaoyue cast a sideways glance at Mr. Hong, and said, "Why should I learn from others? I am myself."

"I want to change the way of the world, so I will restore order after the chaos. If I want to become the master of the world, I will overthrow the three cardinal principles and five constant principles."

Mr. Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flashed with surprise, and after a while, he was relieved again, and said: "It seems that I am being sentimental."

The palace lanterns were bright and dim, Mr. Hong rested his elbows on the pillow, rested his face in his palms, raised his eyebrows and looked at Yaoyue, who was dressing, with clothes as thin as cicada's wings draped over her body, her snow-white round shoulders looming.

Like suet jade glowing with light.

Mr. Hong said: "I thought that the relationship between you and me is not just a relationship of mutual use."

Yaoyue stopped putting on her clothes, then turned around slowly, and looked at Mr. Hong up and down.

Mr. Hong's long eyelashes cast light shadows on his eyes, with a faint look of melancholy, he said, "Do you really want that position?"

Yaoyue narrowed her eyes and said lightly, "I am worthy of that position."

The watchman's voice was indistinct, and the guards outside the corridor changed over, and another watch passed in a blink of an eye.

After an unknown amount of time, Master Hong let out a long sigh: "There is nothing in this world that you are not worthy of."

Yaoyue put on her clothes, lightly tied her belt, and glanced back at Mr. Hong.

The palace lantern outside the veil was dim, Mr. Hong was half lying on the bed, looking at her with a half-smile.

Yaoyue looked away, opened the veil, got up and left.

Is it a relationship of mutual use with him?

Yes.

She used his identity to do things, and he had her help to make Xindi feel at a loss in such a short period of time.

But is it just that?

It seems to be, and it seems not to be.

She and him started from a glimpse and decided to know his identity. Both of them are smart people, so the cooperation hit it off right away. As for whether they fell in love with each other after a long time or something else, it developed a bit beyond her unexpected.

But she didn't think that he could give up the easy-to-get position of emperor for her.

Yaoyue returned to the dormitory, put on clothes and stood under the window, looking up at the lonely moonlight in the sky.

Wars broke out everywhere, and the new emperor hadn't come to the harem for a long time.

The court was unstable and morale was low. The courtiers invited the new emperor to go out to the battle to revive the morale of the army. Excerpts were piled up on the imperial case. The position is not right, and after assuming the throne, he is busy suppressing the courtiers. If he leaves Beijing, there is no guarantee that the courtiers who have been suppressed by him will support him as emperor.

After all, the son of Prince Yizhong is still alive, he is in poor health and sick, he is really the best candidate to be the puppet emperor.

The new emperor thought about it, sealed off the harem, and tore off the things given to the concubines for contraception, so as to win over the courtiers.

One month later, the concubines in the palace received news of pregnancy one after another, including Yaoyue.

Most of the concubines of the new emperor were descendants of nobles, and many nobles saw that their daughters were pregnant, and they were so happy that they didn't know what to do.

There is no rule in this dynasty that the eldest son must be passed on. The new emperor and the Supreme Emperor are not succeeded by the eldest son. With so many examples in front of them, the minds of the nobles have begun to come alive—— Wan - His daughter gave birth to a prince, and if this prince inherits the throne, their identities will also rise accordingly.

Of course, the premise is to keep the new emperor's throne, so that their grandson will have a chance to be on the Ninth Five-Year Plan.

For more than a month, the loyalty of the nobles in the capital was unprecedentedly high, and they vowed to live and die with the new emperor.

Seeing this, the new emperor began to arrange for the royal conquest with confidence. Before leaving, he asked someone to deliver a bowl of medicine to Mr. Hong from Penglai Pavilion.

Yaoyue caressed her slightly protruding belly with her fingers, and stood in the courtyard, watching the eunuch who delivered the medicine walk towards Penglai Pavilion under the guard of the imperial guards.

Perhaps the bright light mirror armor on the Imperial Guard's body glared too harshly in the sun, so Yaoyue closed her eyes.

Yaoyue suddenly remembered what Young Master Yehong said with a half-smile: There is nothing in this world that you are not worthy of.