Underworld Scumbag Transformation System

Nie Haishu looked at his colleague helplessly.

Everyone knows that it is good for the Yuansi to be in charge of this position. The few people sitting in this position are all people whom the emperor has expressed his deep trust in. They are often reserve personnel for important positions in the country. For example, Shi Guxi’s two brothers were both the Yuansi. Take charge. Therefore, people in this position work hard to perform.

Everyone knows that the old master is different, and this position was given to him by the emperor to support him in his old age.

Therefore, he was assigned to the most comfortable afternoon shift, and the other commanders did not intend to let him do much.

On the night when the task was the heaviest and most difficult, he actually came to "atone for his sins."

Nie Haishu hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "Gu Xi, what are you doing? Come on, get up quickly."

How could Su Qingyu help him up? If he did, he wouldn't be able to get in. "Master Nie, please let me kneel. I did something wrong this afternoon. I feel uneasy if I don't kneel down."

527: [……]

It thought that the host was frustrated and went home, but it didn't expect that he was eyeing a better performance at night.

They say they want to atone for their sins, but they also say they feel uneasy and believe in his ghost.

Nie Haishu was really upset because he didn't help him up. This guy was different from them. He was weak and wealthy. What if he got cold again? He couldn't help but look in the direction of the palace door.

527 also asked: [Host, what if the emperor doesn’t let you in? Are you just going to keep kneeling like this? 】

The more it watched the world plot, the more it felt that this emperor was an iron-blooded and cold-blooded emperor. He had killed countless people on the battlefield, and the number of human lives was not enough to make him raise his eyes, let alone kneel down.

Su Qingyu: [Well, how about you go in and take a look? 】

When 527 entered, he happened to hear the steward telling the emperor about this matter.

The steward didn't dare to look at the emperor's expression so directly, but 527 saw it directly. It felt that the emperor was in a bad mood.

It said that this method is not possible and is a bit dangerous.

The host kept saying that he would be careful, but as soon as he came up, he went to provoke the emperor and made the emperor angry. What should they do?

The late autumn night wind was heavy and made the windows rattle, and the emperor's expression became even more terrifying.

527 hurriedly went back and said to Su Qingyu: [Host, it’s too dangerous. Get up quickly. Let’s go back. 】

Before it could finish telling its host how terrifying the emperor's face looked, the steward came out.

He sighed in his heart and helped Su Qingyu up, "Master, please get up quickly. Your Majesty invites you in."

527: [...? 】

No wonder they say that the Sacred Heart is unpredictable, and the emperor's thoughts are really unpredictable.

Su Qingyu suppressed her laughter, looked nervous, and hurriedly followed the manager into the royal study.

The emperor was still correcting the memorial, and the steward thought that he could not be allowed to get very close to the emperor this time. When he was thinking this, he saw him walking to the right side of the emperor and diagonally behind him.

Manager: "..."

He looked around hurriedly. There were pens, inks, papers, inkstones and memorials on the desk. The only thing that was a little dangerous was the tea cup in the emperor's hand. The tea in it was poured by him himself. The tea was hot but not scalding.

The steward breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stood behind the emperor on the left side.

He and the secret guards were on tenterhooks and their nerves were always tense.

After less than half an hour of silence, what they were worried about happened.

Su Qingyu reached for the ink stick next to the inkstone. He wanted to grind ink for the emperor.

But he might have been too nervous and only stared at the inkstone, not noticing the emperor's movements. When he reached out, the emperor just reached out to dip his hand in ink. Their hands touched together silently, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

The steward didn't know what was going on yet, but he noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere. He looked up and saw their hands touching each other. Shi Guxi's hand was still pressing on the emperor's hand, and his palm was pressing on the emperor's bent phalanges.

The steward's eyesight dimmed, he was acting treason by pressing the emperor's hand, and he didn't even take it away quickly!

The emperor turned to look at him and saw that he seemed to be frightened, staring at him blankly with his peach blossom eyes open, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his thin lips pursed tightly.

"..."

【……】

When the emperor glanced at him, he suddenly woke up. His hand trembled on the emperor's hand, leaving a panic and soft touch, and he quickly took it back to kneel down.

The emperor took his arm and said, "Didn't I say that if your health is not good, please don't kneel in the future?"

Su Qingyu glanced at the hand holding his arm and said, "I just want to study ink for the emperor. Your Majesty, don't blame me for being stupid. I will learn how to serve the emperor."

The emperor was silent for a few seconds, then said "Yeah" and withdrew his hand.

Su Qingyu picked up the ink stick again and carefully ground the ink for him.

He is good at grinding ink. He holds a black ink ingot with his long, fair and slightly thin fingers. He presses and turns it lightly in the round inkstone, slowly drawing circles. He has a black inkstone in his bare hands. His simple movements are very attractive.

The emperor waited until he had finished grinding it before dipping it in ink to mark the memorial.

The manager breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the memorial was almost ready, he went down and brought up a plate of signs.

Su Qingyu reacted for a few seconds before he understood what it was. It was the sign of the concubine in the harem. Whichever the emperor turned over, he would go there tonight, or let whoever he wanted to sleep with him.

"..."

Su Qingyu immediately looked at the emperor. This look was so direct that the emperor, who was staring at the sign, seemed to have felt it. The hand he had just stretched out froze there.

The surrounding atmosphere was a bit too silent, and the steward looked up blankly.

He saw the young master staring at the emperor's hand and asked warmly: "Which queen is your majesty going to tonight?"

Manager: "?"

Can you ask such a direct question?

The emperor stretched out his hand and waved. The steward understood what the emperor meant. It was common for the emperor not to go to the harem, so he hurriedly took the sign down.

The emperor who did not go to the harem quickly approved the memorial and it was time to rest.

The steward asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to take a bath?"

The manager was puzzled all day. He didn't know why the atmosphere was always wrong today. After he said this, the atmosphere became strange again.

Su Qingyu immediately said: "Your Majesty, I will wait for you to take a bath."

"..."

【……】

The Emperor: "No, please go down and rest."

Su Qingyu: "I don't dare. I did something wrong today. How can I sleep peacefully? Even if I lie down, I can't fall asleep. Even if I sleep, I will be tortured by nightmares."

Seeing the emperor's face sinking little by little, the steward hurriedly said: "Master, there are special maids to bathe the emperor. You don't need to come. You can just be responsible for the emperor's safety."

Su Qingyu lowered his head, "Oh."

This "oh" came out of his mouth, feeling depressed and sad, with an indescribable meaning.

The emperor put his arms on the table, pressed his temples, and said, "I don't want to serve anyone. I want to be alone tonight."

Su Qingyu: [What a pity. 】

527: [? 】

Scumbag!

527: [Do you still want to watch the emperor take a bath? Host, please open your eyes and feel it carefully. The emperor is really unhappy when you do this, and he seems to be a little angry. 】

Unexpectedly, its host actually laughed softly in his mind when he heard what he said, and looked very fast.

527 really can’t understand scumbag men.

Su Qingyu: [You are right, our system is more sensitive and smart. 】

He also felt that the emperor, or rather Bo Yunyi, was unhappy because of his series of actions.

Why is he unhappy?

Su Qingyu eagerly wanted to know the answer to this question, and was already happy with the most likely answer in advance.

Therefore, Su Qingyu said: [I will try again. 】

527 was confused, [Want to try again? 】

527 hugged the bull's head and squatted in the corner.

Since the emperor said so, of course no one disturbed him. He was bathing in the indoor hot spring alone. There was no one in the room, so naturally there were more people guarding the door.

Su Qingyu and Nie Haishu were both guarding the door.

Nie Haishu was a military commander and had known Shi Yanming for a long time. Therefore, he had a good relationship with Shi Yanming and took good care of him.

He was curious about what wrong thing Shi Guxi had done this afternoon and that he was going to "atone" tonight. When he turned to look at him, he saw that he was looking back.

The room was lit by candlelight, and the emperor's figure undressing was reflected on the paper window, slender and tall.

Nie Haishu turned his head hurriedly, and just as he was about to remind his teacher of his death, he found that he had also turned back and was looking at the moon in the sky.

Nie Haishu was confused for a few seconds and continued to watch with all his concentration.

The emperor quickly took a bath, and Su Qingyu followed him carefully and followed him directly to the emperor's palace.

The steward was so numb that he felt normal.

It was still early, and the emperor did not intend to fall asleep immediately. He leaned on the imperial concubine's couch and took out a book to read. As soon as he opened the book, he raised his eyes and looked at the people in the room, "Everyone, please go down. There is no need to wait."

The manager responded and led the others down.

Naturally, this other person does not include Su Qingyu.

The manager couldn't control him, so he pulled him away and reluctantly left without pulling him away.

He finally saw through it. The emperor was very tolerant of the young master of the Shi family. Even if he did something wrong, the emperor would only scold him a few times.

After the others left, the emperor read quietly while Su Qingyu watched quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Qingyu walked up to the emperor, and the emperor looked at him.

Su Qingyu stretched out her hand and put it on his shoulder, "Your Majesty, it's been a hard day. Can I help you squeeze your shoulder?"

When he put his hand up, he felt the stiffness of the body under his hand. He said warmly: "The emperor is indeed tired, and his body is very stiff."

"..."

When Su Qingyu was filming, the role required it. He had learned some massage and was somewhat skilled, but he didn't know why his body became stiffer and stiffer the more he pressed it.

The bony fingers pressed on the dark black robe, paused, and slid down the shoulders a little bit.

The fingers can touch the smoothness of the dragon robe and the stiffness of the muscles at the same time. Su Qingyu just leaned over, got close to the emperor's ear, and called out, "Your Majesty."

His breath brushed against his ear bones, and he saw that under the clear mandible line under the emperor's ears, the dark black collar was loosely wrapped around the slender, pale neck, and the slight bulge seemed to be rolling up and down.

Su Qingyu stared there for a few seconds and got closer. Suddenly, a strong hand fell on his wrist and moved his hand away from his body.

Su Qingyu's eyes fell on the hand that was tightly grasping his left wrist. The fingers were pale and strong, and the blood vessels were obviously blue. It looked like a lot of effort was used, but in fact it was not. It was just that the fusion temperature and close touch could not be ignored.

Su Qingyu moved slightly uncomfortably, but did not move away at all.

He turned around until the emperor was looking at him intently, his eyes as dark as cold pools, and asked him in a deep voice: "Gu Xi, what are you doing?"

527 suddenly came to his senses and nervously covered the cow's head, shouting in his heart.

The emperor was so scary, it even felt as scary as when he faced Bo Yunyi.

Su Qingyu didn't dodge, she looked straight into his eyes, and even smiled. His eyebrows were crooked, "I'm squeezing the emperor's shoulders. Did I do it wrong? Did I make the emperor angry?"

The emperor looked at him, his eyes still dark and deep.

Su Qingyu also looked at him, his eyes like spring water, and his smile became more and more obvious.

527 The dog's head was dull and it hugged its bull's head tightly.

"Your Majesty." Someone called softly outside the door.

The emperor moved his fingers, let go of Su Qingyu, hid his hands in his sleeves and walked out.

As soon as Nie Haishu saw him coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward and said to him: "Your Majesty, Mr. Xue Guiren of Jiaolan Palace has died of illness."

Su Qingyu also heard it. This noble lady Xue was not an important character in the plot. Su Qingyu had never seen her, but she was a noble lady after all. When she died of illness, the emperor naturally went to see her.

Su Qingyu sighed in his heart, "We can only go here tonight." 】

527 breathed a sigh of relief, [Host, let’s be really careful. I was scared to death just now, and my heart is still pounding now. 】

Seeing that 527 was worried, Su Qingyu considered telling it that the emperor was Bo Yunyi, but he was not sure whether such a thing could be exposed to the Fengdu system.

Bo Yunyi definitely didn't get in through legal means, and he also had issues with the Niutou Horsemian family.

He could tell 527, but he was afraid that if he told 527, the Fengdu system would know about it, and then the Niutou Horsemian family would know about it.

Su Qingyu thought about it, but still didn't tell 527 for the time being, but comforted it: [Don't worry, I know what I know and won't do anything random. 】

The emperor took Nie Haishu to the Jiaolan Palace. At this time, Su Qingyu was no longer suitable to follow his plan. He found a place in the small garden to comfort his system.

The emperor went to the Jiaolan Palace in a hurry, and the steward had to jog to keep up. He thought to himself that the emperor seemed to be cold to Xue Guiren on weekdays, but in fact he had feelings in his heart.

Xue Guiren has been ill for a long time, and the palace has been prepared for it. Everything is in order under the queen's instructions, without any noise.

Seeing him coming, the queen immediately came over to him, explained the situation to him one by one, and advised him not to look closely.

The emperor said "hmm" and glanced at the garden in the palace, not knowing how many words he heard.

There was a "person" in the garden that only he could see waving hello to him.

Hei Wuchang Yin Changzai sat on the tree and said with a smile: "I have seen it all. Your Majesty is treated well."

The emperor, played by Bo Yunyi, stood there silently.

Yin Chang raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had not seen Bo Yunyi like this for at least decades, and he dreamed back to seeing him in a scene a hundred years ago.

He pushed Bo Yunyi with his invisible hand, "What's going on? Tell me and I'll see if I can help you."

The man still didn't speak.

Yin Changzai knew that the person who could make him like this must be the one, "If you don't tell me now, if a person did something to make Su Qingyu angry or sad, then don't tell me either."

"Didn't you see everything?" Bo Yunyi finally spoke.

Yin Changzai thought about it and said in surprise: "He treats you well, but you're not happy?"

Bo Yunyi: "Just being nice to 'me'?"

The word 'I' is emphasized very strongly.

Yin Chang understood immediately and coughed to suppress the smile that was about to burst out of the corner of his mouth.

He only saw the scene just now, but he also made some guesses. If he guessed correctly, Su Qingyu wanted to deal with the scumbag by climbing into his father's bed.

I have to say that this method is both harmful and wonderful.

Maybe he didn't even need to climb into bed. Obviously, in this world, the emperor was dying and his health was failing. Su Qingyu might be able to coerce the emperor to order the prince without having to pay anything.

Because of this method, Bo Yunyi, a boring gourd, became angry.

What makes him angry is that Su Qingyu is trying to seduce the emperor in the mission world for the mission.

Yin Changzai coughed again and asked, "In the last world, Su Qingyu and Xi Qinghe slept in the same bed, and you weren't angry. Why does this world care?"

The moonlight fell on the emperor's pale face, and his pale lips pursed a little tight. After a while, he said: "He and Xi Qinghe sleep in the same bed because of circumstances, and he has no intention of doing so."

Yin Changzai said "Ah", "So, it won't work if you have that intention."

"But he will die if he can't complete the mission. Haven't you seen on the forums what extreme things those hosts do to survive? So what if he does this to survive? You are not a moral role model, why? Will you be angry?"

Before he spoke, Hei Wuchang jumped down from the tree, suppressed his excitement and pretended to be surprised: "Bo Yunyi, your feelings won't deteriorate, right? You won't like...your master, right?"