The villain boss always wants to bend me [Quick Transmigration]

"Zhong Li, Zhong Li?" A person stood outside the door and called out loudly.

Zhong Li opened the door, and saw that it was another first-class imperial physician's disciple named Qiao Zhou.

The young man first raised his hands to say hello, but was grabbed by someone who had just lifted his hand halfway. Qiao Zhou said anxiously, "What do you care about etiquette at this time?" As he spoke, he dragged the young man outside, explaining, "Your Majesty Urgently recruiting the imperial physician, Mr. Sun has already taken a step ahead, you should pack up and go, your lord will wait for you outside the gate of Weiyang Palace, you have to hurry up, don't make your lord wait too long."

The staggering young man dragged by Qiao Zhou finally found room to interject, "Senior brother Qiao, wait a moment, I need to go back to my residence to get something." Seeing the person who was walking in front turned around, before he could speak, Zhong Li hurried Added a sentence: "It's very important, you must take it."

Qiao Zhou was in a hurry, but he let go. The young man was in a hurry, so he turned his head and walked quickly. However, he was a mermaid after all, and he was still not used to walking on human legs.

Qiao Zhou watched the young man swinging his arms in a hurry. Although the legs underneath were moving happily, his steps were like the small steps of a girl who hadn't left the court.

As soon as his forehead darkened, he knew that the young man was so anxious. All the medicinal materials and tools needed for diagnosis and treatment were in the pharmacy, and he didn't know what the young man would go back to get. He shouted loudly at the somewhat funny back: "Run!"

"Ooooh, okay."

The upper body is still straight, the arms and legs are still swinging happily, but the pace has not changed at all, which looks very funny.

Zhong Li opened the cabinet door, took out a small square bag, the size of half a palm, stuffed it into his bosom, then followed Qiao Zhou to the medicine hall to get the medicine box, and ran towards Weiyang Palace.

With Qiao Zhou's pull, the speed finally increased.

"Senior Brother, do you know why the Holy Majesty hastily recruited the imperial physician?" The dragged boy asked out of breath.

"I don't know, but looking at the pale face of the eunuch who sent the message, it should not be a minor injury."

When we reached a hundred meters away from Weiyang Palace, Qiao Zhou let go of his hands and said, "Go quickly, don't come within [-] meters of Weiyang Palace until you're called, I'll send it here."

"Okay, thank you brother."

Qiao Zhou looked at this well-behaved little junior, and added: "Remember not to look directly at Sheng Yan, don't talk too much, follow Dr. Sun."

This little junior brother is a treasure of the Taiyuan Hospital, smart and witty, pure and kind, with a pair of cat pupils who seem to be able to talk, he can't hide what's on his mind.Your Majesty is moody, so don't annoy your Majesty.

"Okay, thank you, brother."

Sun Zhongguang finally waited for his little apprentice. Fortunately, he didn't wait too long. He stretched out his hand to help his apprentice straighten his messy clothes, and said in a low voice, "Go, remember not to talk too much."

Zhong Li is obedient and should be.

The gatekeeper eunuch pushed open the palace door, went in to report, and came out after a while to lead the two of them in.

In the extravagant and luxurious Weiyang Palace, Bu Shiyuan was dressed in bright yellow obscene clothes, with a striking bearing and a very cold expression. He was sitting at the table like that, as if he was holding something in his arms. He was facing the palace door sideways, looking at unclear.

"Sun Zhongguang from the Imperial Hospital has seen the Holy One."

Zhong Li saluted with his master, his status as a junior apprentice was not enough to sign up in front of the emperor.

"Meow~" Before the imposing man could speak, a snow-white thing jumped out of his arms and rushed towards Zhong Li.

A snow-white cat imprinted in the eyes of the two kneeling people. The cat had different pupils, one green and one golden, and its fur was smooth and shiny. It looked like it was being raised by Jingui.It circled Zhong Li, and after two laps, it seemed that the boy was harmless, so it threw itself into his arms.

The boy didn't dare to move, and let the cat arch and sniff in his arms, then climbed onto his shoulders, wagging its tail and sticking out its little tongue, licking his smooth and pale face , It's like finding a long-lost toy, I love it so much.

Sun Zhongguang's whole body was stiff, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. This snow-white cat was the Holy Majesty's pet, and the degree of favor and favor was unmatched by all the empresses in the harem. The Holy Majesty's possessiveness towards this cat was also very terrifying.

Half a month ago, the emperor personally cut off the hands of an empress, and put her in a dungeon, never to see the light of day. Not only that, the empress’s family members were all given excuses by the emperor, demoted officials, beheaded beheaded , so miserable.

It was all because the empress met the cat by chance, and wanted to use it to attract the emperor's attention, so she took the cat back to her bedroom and waited on it meticulously. Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, the emperor entered the cat. The palace where the empress lives, but what is waiting is not a holy favor but a catastrophe.

Now this cat ran to his little apprentice, this...

Before he could think of the consequences, footsteps sounded, and a pair of imperial boots came into view.

"Dirty, come here." A deep and gloomy voice sounded.

"Meow~" Mao'er let out a soft cry, as if refusing, and then continued to lick Zhong Li's little face.

Watched by the dark and unpredictable eyes, the young boy's small body trembled continuously, he slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the cat on his shoulder and lifted it above his head.

Bu Shiyuan looked at the frail and trembling boy quietly for a while, then lifted the cat's neck with one hand, and returned to the stool.

"Flat body."

Hearing the words, Sun Zhongguang stood up tremblingly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead secretly, stepped forward and said, "I don't know where the sage is sick, please let my minister..."

"Who are you?" Bu Shiyuan's eyes fell on Zhong Li who had already got up, and he didn't look at the old doctor at all. Seeing that the young man kept his head down, he continued: "Raise your head."

The round face is like a spring flower, and a pair of talking eyes are full of bewilderment, as if frightened by the man's gloomy tone, the eyes are slightly moist, more pitiful and lovely than the dirty cat pupils.

"Meow~meow~" The cat, who was abandoned aside, seemed to find that his favorite little toy was afraid, and jumped up again, standing on the boy's slender shoulders and howling at the man.

You go away, I'm covering this, look at you scaring my baby.

After screaming, he stretched out his tongue and licked the boy's face, meowing soothingly.

The man's brows froze, and the cold air radiated from his body. He strode forward, reached out and grabbed the cat by the neck, and threw it out vigorously.

Zhong Li was shocked, and reflexively wanted to go forward to catch the cat, but the man who moved half a step away was grabbed back by the man, pinched the boy's jaw with one hand, and stared at the boy who could talk cat pupil.

The handsome face is close, and the tone is dangerous and harsh: "My pet seems to like you very much, and dare to yell at me for you. Do you think this is a strange cat? Or a weird person?"

Zhong Li's jaw was tightly pinched, his slender neck was raised high, unable to speak, he could only stare at the gloomy person with pitiful and grievance eyes.

Sun Zhongguang was already stunned by the scene in front of him. Seeing his good apprentice with tears in his eyes, his hands were tightly grasping the big hands pinching his chin, his toes were raised high, his whole body was about to be lifted off the ground, and he was trembling He pleaded in a voice: "My lord, my lord, please be merciful!"

The body of the person in the hand is trembling, the eyes are moist, there is panic, loss, helplessness, longing, sadness, grievance... But there is no resentment or fear.

Bu Shiyuan became interested, let go of his pinched bruised chin, and framed his slender neck, stroking his thumb back and forth, with a playful and dangerous tone: "If you don't say it, you're blaming me? Hmm?" ?”

"No...no...don't blame the Holy Majesty."

Not only is the young boy pitiful and cute, harmless to humans and animals, his voice is so childish and pure, and his cat pupils are so bright and colorful, they are even better than filthy ones. It's a pity...

It's a pity that it is a talking one, so I can't raise it, maybe...

Bu Shiyuan seemed to have thought of something, the hand that was holding the boy's neck changed direction, and pressed it on the back of the boy's neck, Zhong Li's footsteps were unsteady, and he staggered a step forward, the man bent down, his chiseled face approached , the fiery breath hit the boy's face, and he coaxed in a low voice: "Hey, open your mouth."

The boy was startled by the man's excited and strange eyes, and he opened his mouth obediently. The man raised his other hand, and put his index finger and middle finger into the boy's mouth. He smiled and said, "If you don't blame me, who is it to blame? Are you to blame?"

The boy felt that his tongue was about to break. The man in front of him kept pulling his tongue out. Tears finally fell from his eyes. He couldn't speak, so he could only nod and admit that it was his fault.

"It's your fault, so how should I punish you?"

Without waiting for the young man to answer, the man continued: "How about you and the unclean being my pet together." Although it was a question, the man's tone did not give people the slightest choice. "Unfortunately, pets can't talk, how about pulling out your tongue?"

Zhong Li opened his eyes wide in shock, his two shiny black pupils kept trembling, he struggled and shook his head, tears flowed more joyfully, a whimpering sound came out, and his body twitched like I am so wronged.

Bu Shiyuan stared closely at the eyes of the fragile young man in his hand, obviously terrified, knowing that he might die soon, but there was still no trace of resentment in those beautiful eyes, only full of grievance and bewilderment.

What are you wronged?What do you not understand?

The man let go of his hands, and the boy suddenly fell to the ground. After struggling for a long time, he couldn't stand up. He could only sit on the ground and look up at the tall man.

The cat that fell to the side finally dared to come over. It walked slowly to Bu Shiyuan's feet, and was kicked away by the man before it acted like a baby, and bumped into Sun Zhongguang, who had already fainted from fright.

"Come on."

Two little eunuchs walked in with their lower bodies, "Drag out." The little eunuch looked around, finally understood what the Holy One was talking about, waved outside, and another eunuch came in, and the two carried Sun Zhongguang, one of them caught the cat, and they moved quickly left and closed the temple door.

The boy on the ground had already withdrawn his tears, two dry tears hung on his face, his round face was lifted up, his small nose twitched, as if he had been wronged greatly.

Bu Shiyuan squatted in front of the boy, and asked softly, "Feel wronged?"

A moment ago he was extremely sinister, but now he speaks softly, as the rumors say: moody.

The boy took a deep breath to ease his emotions, and then replied tremblingly: "No...not wronged."

The man laughed lowly, this little thing is for fun, and his tone is not wronged.

"Why are you wronged?"

The boy thought for a while, and took out a small square bag from his arms, which was exactly the one he went back to take on purpose.

"This... I... made it myself, the cat... probably likes... this."

No one dares to call himself "I" in front of me yet.

"What is this?"

"Cat... cat..."

"Cat cat?"

"Cat...nip..."

The author has something to say:

Bu Shiyuan: This little chic is real!I like it!

Zhong Li:? ? ?I just had to pull out someone's tongue.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Landmine]: Qingyao 00021;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!