Marked by a Tyrant After Transmigrating

There were really no guards outside the side hall. Ye Shu deliberately remembered the way when he came during the day. At this moment, following the memory, he easily slipped out of the ancestral temple.

...And then he got lost.

The royal sacrifices are not trivial. The main mountain roads near the ancestral temple are all guarded by heavy soldiers. Therefore, the map left by Changyuan to Ye Shu is marked by mountain trails.

But that style...

Simple and abstract, it is impossible to identify.

After circling the same forest several times, Ye Shu finally accepted the fact that he was lost again. He sat on a bluestone on the side of the mountain road, looked up at the cold moonlight in the sky, and sighed helplessly.

Why do I always go into the woods every time I escape...

It's so hard to be fooled.

Ye Shu sat there for a while, and suddenly heard someone coming not far away.

The previous experience left him with lingering fears, and Ye Shu quickly hid behind the bluestone. He knelt down, curled up his hands and feet, completely hiding himself behind the bluestone and grass.

He just hid, and there was a conversation.

"...It's no way to go on like this, we have to think about it quickly."

"What can I do? Your Majesty found that Hu Meizi from nowhere. He was so fascinated that he could make an exception for him at the festival. I couldn't think of what else to do."

Ye Shu: "..."

It turns out that he is this kind of personality in the eyes of others.

Ye Shu looked over the overlapping bushes and saw clearly the appearance of the two talking.

The two young men happened to stand in front of the blue stone. Ye Shu slightly identified them and saw that they were the officials accompanying today, Taichang Temple Qing Duan Chengzhi and the general Zuo Yan who was in charge of patrolling.

Ye Shu actually didn't know how the ruling and opposition parties discussed his existence, and Jin Wang had not told him. But he can guess some.

After all, since ancient times, all emperors have been unable to escape from the ancestry and select heirs.

Your Majesty is a broken sleeve, you can imagine how anxious this group of ministers will be.

"The general can't say that. Your Majesty has been blinded for a while. We are courtiers and we can't let it go, we have to persuade him."

"Admonition?" The person beside him snorted coldly. "The previous adults didn't go, and were fined to kneel in the Imperial Study Room for a whole day. If you want to try, please try."

The two went over the bluestone and walked forward while continuing to discuss, Ye Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

This Taichang Temple Qing was under the command of the original owner and appeared in the novel.

Taichang ranks first among the Jiuqing, this person has some prestige status in the DPRK, and there is nothing bad about it. But he is still not seen by the monarch, for no other reason, this person is too worried about lifelong events.

This person is a small supporting role in the book, and Ye Shu doesn't remember his plot clearly.

In his memory, this person seemed to have done something, which made Jin Wang very angry.

But what exactly...

Ye Shu couldn't remember for a while.

His thoughts drifted far away and he didn't realize that his body was gradually changing.

A scent of green plum fruit spread from his side.

Kun Jun is pregnant, Xinxiang will often lose control, beyond human control.

Since the imperial physician found out that Ye Shu was pregnant, Jin Wang stopped giving him Xixi Pill, and instead used Qianjun Xinxiang to cover his body's faith.

He came out in a hurry tonight, and the temporary incense Jin Wang injected into him was not enough to make him spend the evening safely.

This is the time when Xinxiang expires.

Of course, Ye Shu knew nothing about these.

He just pulled at the neckline lightly, trying to dissipate the swelling heat.

In the distance, the two people who had already walked away stopped.

Duan Chengzhi asked: "General, what's wrong?"

"This smell is..." Zuo Yan frowned slightly, looking back at Lai Shilu, "Is there Kunjun?"

Duan Chengzhi is just a mediocre person, but Zuo Yan, a general protector of the country, is an out-and-out god.

Once the out-of-control letter incense was leaked, it was out of control.

Ye Shu's consciousness quickly began to blur, he clenched the grass beside him, and tried his best to make himself silent.

At this moment, a brand new taste permeated.

The smell was as strong as rosin, bursting out in the forest without any pity, chasing Kunjun in the dark. Unlike the Qianjun Xinxiang who marked himself, this smell not only didn't make him comfortable, but it made him extremely oppressed, almost out of breath.

Ye Shu lost all his strength without resisting. He fell to the ground, stupefied to feel someone approaching him.

"This, this is really Ming Kunjun?" Duan Chengzhi asked.

Under the moonlight, a young man in a night walker was curled up in the grass, with a slender white wrist exposed under the tight cuffs, as if a hand could be broken.

He unconsciously grasped the bushes under him, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips slightly pursed, beautiful enough to make anyone tempted.

...Ye Shu even chose Zhang Jue's face, even though it was still somewhat inferior to his original appearance.

Zuo Yan suppressed the **** in his eyes: "Yes, it is Kunjun."

He was about to step forward, but was stopped by Duan Chengzhi: "What is the general going to do?"

Zuo Yan was inexplicably a little impatient, but he also became sober in his obstruction. He took a deep breath and said: "This person is here, the reason is unknown, it should be handed over to your majesty."

Duan Chengzhi refused: "Don't let this be the case for the general. We can discuss this matter."

"What to discuss?"

Duan Chengzhi's eyes were shining, and his voice was trembling with excitement: "This is Kunjun, there is no one in the world, Kunjun is fertile!"

Zuo Yan: "...what do you want?"

"Hold your ears, I'll tell you..."

Ye Shu couldn't hear them clearly. Even if he heard them, he didn't have the ability to distinguish information. There was chaos in his mind, and he quickly lost consciousness under the uncontained Qianjun Xinxiang.

Before losing consciousness, Ye Shu had only one thought left in his mind.

He really didn't agree with the woods, and he didn't run away.

In the early morning of the next day, there was a sound of broken porcelain in the side hall where the monarch lived.

The servant of the imperial army knelt outside the door, and inside the hall, a black figure was escorted by two imperial soldiers and fell to the ground.

Jin Wang sat in the main seat with a gloomy expression on his face.

"You said you made an appointment with him to rendezvous under the mountain, what about others now?"

The man kneeling down in the hall suffered a lot of injuries. He lowered his head and didn't answer for a while.

Changyuan waited all night at the foot of the mountain, but he never saw Ye Shu coming, instead waiting for the monarch's imperial army.

He thought it was Ye Shu that something went wrong and didn't run away, but now it seems that he has indeed left the ancestral temple.

...But where will he go?

The tea cup smashed at Changyuan's feet, and the hot tea splashed all over his body. Changyuan was not waiting for a reaction, and suddenly his throat was choked by a huge force.

Nagaki let out a short whimper from his throat, his face flushed rapidly.

He managed to raise his head and met Jin Wang's red eyes.

"If something really happened to him, loneliness must make you worse off than death." Jin Wang's voice was low and dull, his eyes were cold and gloomy, "Say!"

Changyuan raised his hand to grasp Jin Wang's wrist, and said with difficulty: "Subordinates...I really don't know."

Jin Wang's eyes instantly revealed undisguised killing intent.

Changyuan even felt that Jin Wang would crush his throat on the spot.

But Jin Wang just threw the person back and threw it back at the feet of the imperial army: "Take it down."

The imperial army quickly dragged the coughing person away, and Jin Wang returned to the chair and sat down, closing his eyes tiredly.

He couldn't imagine that Ye Shu dared to give him medicine.

I don't know if the news of Ye Shu's pregnancy made him relax his vigilance, or the person who played so well these days, so that he didn't even doubt his intentions at all.

All the pretending to be obedient and obedient are for today.

But if he really wants to escape, why is he missing now?

Jin Wang didn't even dare to think about what would happen to a Kunjun who could not martial arts and was pregnant.

The chief maid Gao Jin pushed the door and walked in: "Your Majesty, you..."

Jin Wang suddenly opened his eyes: "I found the man?"

"No." Gao Jin said in a low voice, "your hand...do you want a minion to find an imperial doctor to bandage you?"

Jin Wang was startled, then looked down at it.

The hand hanging by the side was scratched by broken tiles, and blood was flowing.

He gave a wry smile, ignored it, and whispered: "Order to go down, immediately recall all the spies sent to Kyoto, and let all spies and shadow guards look for them. Starting from the ancestral temple, dig three feet in the ground and live alone. People... die to see the corpse."

"Yes." Gao Jin asked again, "The ancestor worship ceremony..."

"Postponed for the time being." Jin Wang said tiredly, "The news of the imperial concubine's private escape cannot be known by anyone, so it is said that the ancestor worship will be held on another occasion.

Gao Jin: "Yes."

From this day on, all the Detective Shadow Guards under Jinwang started secretly searching.

But it never fell.

One day, two days, three days... Ye Shu's news seemed to sink into the ocean, without any trace.

In addition to losing control of his emotions on the first day, Jin Wang always behaved very calmly.

The convoy of the royal ancestors returned to Kyoto on the third day, and the monarch even started the morning dynasty the next day, without the slightest physical embarrassment.

——In addition to the increasingly gloomy expression, the methods are even more violent.

For several days, there were frequent ministers who had spoken wrongly at the court meeting and were dismissed from his post and imprisoned. Even the one with the least culpability was beaten dozens of boards and almost lost his life.

The civil and military officials have survived the meeting for a few days, and they have begun to speculate.

The most convincing conclusion is that his Majesty finally wakes up from being blinded by the beauty and begins to regret the move of accepting his concubine.

Otherwise, relying on your majesty's love for the imperial concubine, why postpone worshipping the ancestors and never mention the wedding.

However, it is rare for young people to have a love affair at the beginning, and it is normal that it is not so easy to come out.

It's suffering from their courtiers.

All the officials complained endlessly, and finally at the morning of the seventh day, someone stood up.

The hall was so quiet that the needles could be heard, Jin Wang wore a black gold dress, tapped the dragon chair with his fingertips, and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You say it again?"

This tone sounds chilling, Taichang Temple Qing Duan Chengzhi screamed, bit the bullet and said: "The minister... the minister has found a stunning Kunjun a few days ago, and wants... to offer beauty to your majesty."

"Xianmei..." Jin Wang slowly repeated these two words between his lips and tongue, sneered, "Who gave you the courage?"

"Your Majesty's forgiveness!" Duan Chengzhi knelt down with a puff, "Your Majesty said before that he likes men. If you find Kunjun, you can offer your majesty to your Majesty. The minister is the honorable edict to act!"

Jin looked at his fingertips.

Did he say this?

Perhaps I have said that during the past few days I was quarreled by these ministers, so I took this to evasive.

Kunjun is hard to find in this world, and I didn't expect them to find one so quickly.

——It happened to hit the gun.

Jin Wang laughed back in anger, and said softly, "Since he is the stunning Kunjun, of course I can see the loneliness."

Duan Chengzhi just breathed a sigh of relief, but listened to Jin Wang and wrote lightly: "But if Duan Qing exaggerates, how about the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

As soon as he said this, Duan Chengzhi immediately regretted it.

The matter of offering beauty has already been spoken, and changing his mouth again is also considered a deception.

Duan Chengzhi could only bite the bullet and answered "Yes", Jin Wang said quietly: "Bring people up."

The four servants quickly entered the hall with a sedan chair.

The brocade sedan was wrapped in bright red silk and satin. Duan Chengzhi walked over on his knees, holding one side of the silk rope and pulling it hard.

Brocade fell on all sides, and inside was a golden iron cage.

The bottom of the iron cage is also covered with a thick layer of red silk, on which lies a beauty in plain clothes.

The cage is not small, just enough for an adult man to lie down. The beauty was curled up at the bottom of the cage, her complexion was ruddy and stable, and she slept unconsciously.

The long hair that touched the ground was scattered, revealing only half of a delicate and white face.

Only this half of the profiled face is amazing enough.

But Jin Wang lazily said: "But so."

His appearance was not as good as one-tenth of Ye Shu's appearance.

This is the so-called stunning?

"It's a serious crime to deceive the emperor. If you drag it down, you will be responsible for one hundred." Jin Wang indifferently ordered.

The servant immediately stepped forward and dragged the people, and Duan Chengzhi begged: "Your Majesty forgive your sins, he, he is a rare Kunjun, Your Majesty, you--"

He cried in every possible way, and the beauty in the cage seemed to be overwhelmed, turning over on the soft red silk.

The cinnabar moles pressed behind the ears finally appeared, and a fresh and sweet breath immediately enveloped the entire court.

Kun Jun's letter fragrance is like green plums after rain, elegant and fresh, and the sweet and sour taste evokes the tongue.

Jin Wang's expression changed instantly.

Almost no one can resist the sweet Kunjun Xinxiang. Above the court, many Qianjun Xinxiang were faintly aroused and began to compete secretly.

The beauty in the cage was disturbed by the fragrance of the crowd, frowned impatiently, and let out a low moan.

"Um... uncomfortable..."

Jin Wang suddenly became sober.

The next moment, a powerful Qianjun Xinxiang appeared above the court.

The emperor's letter incense was extremely pure and aggressive, and instantly overwhelmed everyone's smell.

The ministers' legs were so soft that they could hardly stand.

In this suffocating high-concentration incense, the ministers heard the young emperor on the dragon chair smile softly: "I like this gift very much, Duan Qing is interested."

When Ye Shu woke up again, he was lying in a bed net.

He rubbed his eyes and rolled over sleepily.

He has been in the hands of that last few days. That person might have given him some sleeping pills. He sleeps more and wakes less, and he doesn't even know what the eve is.

Only when I woke up occasionally, I heard that the surname said that he would dedicate him to your majesty.

...Wait, dedicated to your majesty? ? ?

Ye Shu suddenly remembered that the book wrote that soon after the death of Prime Minister Ye Shu, Duan Chengzhi began to search around and presented a stunning beauty to King Changlu.

Unexpectedly, Xianmei is too simple and rude, and Jin Wang is picky.

He didn't even take a look at the beauty that was sent, so he asked someone to drag it out and die.

Duan Chengzhi was also beaten a hundred sticks and almost died.

This is not enough. If he is really dedicated to Jinwang as a beauty, isn't he going to be in the mouth again?

No, he has to run away quickly.

Ye Shu sat up with a sour body, pulled the gauze open, and was shocked by the person sitting quietly by the bed.

He met a pair of dark red eyes.

The air stood still for a moment.

In the next second, Ye Shu's hand jerked and pulled the gauze tent back up.

Jin Wang: "..."