MTL - The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish-Chapter 3

At night, two columns of palace lanterns were lit on the left and right in the bedroom, and the candle shadows were so bright that people's eyes were dim and ambiguous.

Ji Zheng lifted the curtain to take a look and saw that in addition to the palace servant Ming Ciyue, there really was a young man in red in the outer hall. His clothes were not like Dayan's conservative and orthodox style. On the face, there is a red veil with golden beads, and it is connected to the back of the head, forming a red satin knot at the end of the hair, only revealing a pair of phoenix eyes, which are really worthy of being called by others. Exotic beauty.

It's just that this beauty fell into the eyes of Ji Zheng, who knew the whole story, and Li Ying's perverted charm was displayed everywhere.

Speaking of the custom of marrying from the Western Regions, the veil is obviously to hide the identity and add the Adam's apple.

That's right, Xi Mo and his concubine, who were forcibly robbed by the original owner and entered the palace but haven't been able to meet a few times in the future, are men, and they are also one of the villains who entangle Ming Ciyue.

Li Ying was originally from a royal family in the Western Desert, and was responsible for arranging troops in the rear camp of his own family and competing with Ming Ci who was galloping on the front line of Dayan.

He met opponents, cherished each other, loved and killed each other, and the final three-game fiasco hit his strange excitement, making him completely surrender to this front-line general who had never met the enemy, so he took advantage of the **** of the princess into Yan and the pro-team mixed in , If you want to abduct Ming Ciyue away with charm, you can't take off one arm and leg and take it away.

Unexpectedly, before seeing Ming Ciyue, he himself was cut off by the emperor. The arrogant and shameless monarch of the State of Yan actually used his power to bully others, blocking the wedding car on the street, not wanting the princess to want him.

In the original book, Li Ying was famous for his good use of herbal medicines from the Western Desert Insect Gu, and he always aimed to assassinate the emperor and make Ming Ci Yue a specimen that would never grow old.

Ji Zheng took a few steps closer, looked at the smiling red shadow standing side by side with the silent Xuanyi, and rubbed his face silently in his heart.

The big pervert that the arrogant and shameless original owner took back by force, he didn't enjoy it for a day, why should he let his innocent Ji Xianyu bear it alone? This is not right.

"Uncle Huang." Li Ying learned the rules of Yan Kingdom and called out to his elders. His voice was feminine and nuisance. His eyes wandered back and forth between Ji Zheng and Ming Ciyue, and finally fell on Ji Zheng. Zheng's narrow waist, which was slightly stiff, bent his eyes, half a smile, and was extremely terrifying.

The more Ming Ci stood with his hands behind his back, his thoughts were not on this niece, and he didn't even look at him, just responded casually. He didn't know that this was the genius opponent he had been fighting for many years, so naturally he wouldn't feel anything strange.

Ji Zheng groaned in his heart. He seemed to hear a strong sense of grief and murder from the "Uncle Huang". It was all because of his isolation that Li Ying's lover became an elder. ...As long as he kills him, his niece and uncle's forbidden love can be achieved.

Ji Zheng really wanted to make room for the protagonists in a clever and sensible manner, but he had to carry out the lustful and arrogant mindless characters to the end.

How should the little emperor treat the beauties?

"Why did Concubine Ai come to me in the interest of taking the initiative to come to me today, but she couldn't sleep alone in the middle of the night?" Ji Zheng smiled narrowly, and nodded her foot in passing. Concubine Ai is half a head taller than him.

In fact, Ji Zheng knew the answer to this question. He had never seen Li Ying appear in the few days he passed through the book. If he hadn't smelled Ming Ciyue's breath today, how could this person come out.

Unexpectedly, Ji Zheng was suddenly grabbed by the shoulders and arms in a burst of shock, and wrapped directly into the generous embrace of Concubine Ai.

The contrast of internal strength is too great, just because the emperor's body does not have any skills and no martial arts, he can't resist it. Rao is that his whole body is rejecting, and it is only slightly trembling in the eyes of outsiders. The figures of the two overlap in one place. The royal couple is deeply in love.

"How did the Holy Master do this." The gentle anger was referring to the ink marks on his palms.

Li Ying took a pink soft handkerchief from her arms and wiped it gently and considerately, taking care of every inch from the palm to the tip of her nails. Ji Zheng's hand was folded in his palm, and the soft handkerchief was folded in Ji Zheng's palm.

At the end, Li Ying started to tidy up the complicated robe of Yan Guohua by himself. She kept her eyebrows low and pleasing to the eye during the whole process, and her petite thoughts were pleasant. This approach... quite a bit like a concubine.

Ji Zheng was only worried and confused, worried about what poison was on the veil.

No, Li Ying absolutely hates the little emperor who stole his relatives halfway. Even if he can't send him to death immediately, he is extremely disgusted by his greedy and arrogant temperament, and keeps him at a distance. Today is... Is he acting out of favor?

"Thanks to the emperor's uncle on the side, I saved the life of the saint by the water, and the concubine can't repay it." Li Ying bowed slightly to Mingci.

Ji Zheng followed Li Ying's gaze and saw that this time the words of Wen Run Zhili stood in the same place coldly, without any reaction at all, as if fascinated and turned a deaf ear.

Ji Zheng realized that Li Ying had nothing to do with acting virtuous and diligent, but just wanted to use him to stimulate Ming Ci Yue, and lead Ming Ci to see his tenderness. Seeing his tenderness, he can freely give it to others who don't love him.

What a big pervert with a twisted mind, even a tyrant dares to use it as a tool man.

Ji Zheng snorted softly in his heart, calmed down, enjoyed the concubine's service lazily, and even had the cheek to urge him to hurry up.

Since Li Ying wiped the ink, Ming Ciyue's eyes have been fixed on the soft cloth for a long time. He made a big fuss, and the ink stains that fell on the holy **** are now being carefully handled by another person.

Ming Ci pursed his lips and closed his eyes, but when he opened his eyes again, his eyes couldn't help but follow the soft cloth on the texture. The cloth was red, the ink was black, and against the skin, it became more and more white, and it was extremely eye-catching.

"The news that the sage said spread out... but this place?" Li Ying's hand suddenly pressed against Ji Zheng's waist from behind.

Ji Zheng suddenly woke up from his laziness, flicked like an electric shock, quickly pulled away, his face turned cold, "Let..."

Li Ying glanced at him sideways, and there was no respect or fear of the King of Yan at all in his eyes.

Ji Zheng glanced down quickly and saw Li Ruhai's squinting and complacent smile, and knew exactly why the news had grown legs.

This old traitor got the will of the Empress Dowager, and could not wait to tie Li Ying to the Yanfu Palace, hold them for three years, and give birth to a new puppet and a heir to Ximo. Once he has a child, the chess piece that the little emperor often gets out of control at this time will be the same. lost value.

Li Ying took the ointment for external application from the little doctor's hand and said, "Well...Puffelk grass and fragrant mushrooms should be added with white musk flower. This medicine should be applied externally and rubbed with internal force. The injured part of the saint is behind him, the concubine..."

"Concubine Ai doesn't have to be so tired." Ji Zheng was decisive, and raised his chin at Ming Ci, "It's better for Uncle Huang to come and apply medicine for me. Uncle Huang should not refuse."

Li Ying's expression stiffened.

Ji Zheng snatched the box of creamy, sticky, and white-looking ointment, and threw it in front of Ming Ciyue, arrogant and impatient.

Ming Ci Yue didn't reach out directly, just looked down at the box of ointment and frowned.

So dirty.

Ji Zheng immediately followed suit, and cold sweat began to seep out from his back. If he really entered the inner hall to be alone with Li Ying, and put on the ointment, no one could tell whether the one who came out would still be a complete emperor.

"My concubine is willing to replace..."

"It's still a good man. He has more strength and can easily spread the ointment, so as to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis as soon as possible." The little doctor opened his mouth in time.

"It was Wei Chen who accidentally fell and injured the Sage, so he should be held accountable and cannot be excused."

Ming Ciyue was finally willing to take his life, took the ointment with both hands, raised the curtain without saying a word, and bowed to signal the emperor to follow him to the inner hall.

Ji Zheng supported his waist, and was about to go in with his head held high, but he had no intention of looking back and saw that when the soft tent was about to close, Li Ying stood by and looked at the two of them with a smile, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Ji Zheng's steps suddenly stiffened, and his hair stood upright.

It's bad again, Li Ying is obviously secretly unhappy. The closer he gets to Ming Ci, if he is misunderstood by Li Ying, he will have the opportunity to do everything in his meals in the future.

"Your Highness?" Ming Ci called him more and more, "This robe..."

The more Ming Ci did not dare to arbitrarily arrogate the more holy, and lift up his clothes.

Ji Zheng's mind was spinning rapidly, and he turned around absentmindedly and lay on the dragon couch, indifferently removing his outer robe, leaving only his coat.

How should he be.

Ming Ciyue only lifted a corner of the silky yellow shirt of Shu brocade, revealing a wide back waist, just like he had inadvertently touched, the waist of the little sage was really thin, and it was extremely delicate and soft. The flesh and skin are too thin, wrapping the abrupt and obvious spine, and with the breath of the saint, it swayed and fell in front of his eyes.

He looked away, held his breath, stretched out his fingers, and dipped a little of the sticky milky white ointment. Just as he was about to start, he paused.

Where did the saint hurt?

He has been in the army for a long time and has a certain understanding of muscle injury rehabilitation.

Forgive him for his incompetence, although the Sage's lower back looks sickly and pale, but there is no trace of bruises and blood in the slightest.

It is a three-point poisonous medicine. This ointment should not be used indiscriminately. It is most useful when it is applied to the wound.

Where should it be wiped?

He reached out his hand cautiously and pressed it tentatively.

"Hey!" he hummed with a weeping voice.

The extremely delicate dragon body suddenly shrank in his hands. The emperor turned his head and gave him a fierce look with red eyes, his delicate little face wrinkled in pain.

The emperor was in pain and anger, and the whole person was shaking weakly, and the brocade on the bed was smashed over by the soft yarn.

Ming Ci became more and more stunned, and forgot to hide.

It was obvious that he had just been hit, how could it hurt like this, did the saint hurt his bones? It was the one he just missed...

"I'm going to hurt to death! What the **** are you trying to do, Ming Ciyue, you won't succeed if you want to kill the king and usurp power!"

As soon as these words came out, they put on a high hat and condemned a big crime.

Sure enough, the palace guards of the outer hall rushed in together with Li Ying, saw the scene clearly, and hurriedly knelt behind Ming Ciyue.

Ji Zheng took a peek at Li Ying and secretly apologized to Ming Ciyue. Several villains are too capable of attacking, the more distant they are from Ming Ci, and the better the hatred value as soon as possible is beneficial to both of them.

In response to the doubts that flashed in Shang Li Ying's eyes, Ji Zheng hurriedly took up the air and continued to act: "The more daring you are, the more daring you are, I really won't give up until I die."

"This minister deserves ten thousand deaths." Ming Ciyue's voice was very calm and steady, "But I dared to ask the imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital to come to see the saint, I am afraid this injury..."

"I'm afraid, what's wrong with Zhen's injury? It's obviously because you were too cruel, and now you want to curse me!" Ji Zheng couldn't stand up on his stomach, but it didn't prevent him from getting angry.

"Chen and concubine are here to relieve the pain for the sage." Li Ying got up and wanted to come over.

Why is this villain so persistent in wanting him to die? It's not giving up!

"Get out, get out!" The jade pillow slammed to the ground and smashed several cracks, stunned Ming Ciyue and Li Ying together, "You are all here to see my jokes, get out!"

"Let's go." Li Ying wanted to step forward, but was winked by Li Ruhai and gently persuaded him.

Li Ruhai choked his throat: "That old slave led someone outside to watch the night for His Majesty." He led everyone out with their heads bowed.

"Uncle, stay." The emperor sneered again, "You don't need to watch the night, put a straw mat for Uncle, and let him stay in the outer hall."