After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Qi Jing's blind cat met a dead mouse, and after some blunders, he was blindfolded.

After the red spiritual power in Yan Zhilan's body was suppressed by him, the pill core showed no signs of rioting.

As his body gradually improved and his physical strength recovered, the elixir core gradually began to function normally in Yan Zhilan's body, just like his original elixir core, which perfectly fit him.

Qi Jing also finally understood the function of this core.

To put it simply, if we divide the people in this world into two types, one is ordinary people who have no pill core and no special functions, their bodies are extremely fragile, and they may lose their lives due to a little illness at any time; It is a person who has cultivated the core through cultivation. Compared with ordinary people, he is not only a hang-up-he has the ability and cultivation base, and his physical fitness is also several times stronger, so he will not hang up so easily.

And the elixir core is equivalent to the hub center that maintains the operation of the inside and outside the body, and it is also the source of spiritual power.

On the one hand, it continuously generates new spiritual power as the master cultivates to provide strength and energy for the master; on the other hand, it also stores the remaining spiritual power and turns it into its own barrier when necessary to resist external damage , for self-defense.

Now that Yan Zhilan's core has been appeased by Qi Jing, it just needs to wait for time to resume operation, and the lost spiritual power will come back with his future practice.

Although Qi Jing didn't know why he no longer had the vital pill core, the spiritual power and cultivation base on his body hadn't disappeared at all.

However, he has not felt any discomfort so far, nor has he noticed any discomfort. On the other hand, thinking about it, it is also a good thing for him, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Of course, this matter cannot be hidden from Luo Yangsheng. Qi Jing told him everything, saying that the tyrannical spiritual power should be the remnant of the previous magic breath, and he had already dispersed it. And the pill core is properly placed.

Luo Yangsheng said straight to novelty.

Facing Fuyou, Qi Jing never dared to say that, only said that he temporarily suppressed it with his own spiritual power.

Fuyou didn't have any doubts about this. Qi Jing's cultivation base was advanced and his spiritual power was strong, so it was reasonable to do so.It's just that seeing Qi Jing take good care of Yan Zhilan every day, I feel more and more dissatisfied.

Yan Zhilan's injuries recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. He lived in the palace for more than three months, and was nourished by Qi Jing with various rare medicinal materials every day, and his complexion became more rosy day by day. They were all interrupted, and it would take some time to move freely.Now I can barely get to the ground and walk a dozen steps.

He has always been arrogant, unwilling to bow his head to beg for help, and when he is in better health, he is unwilling to lay hands on others, and has to do everything by himself.

How dare Qi Jing let him come, except for going to the court to approve the papers, he would accompany him every inch of the way.

Fortunately, he, the monarch, has nothing to do, and the so-called court approval is just for show.Those important matters had already been dealt with by the cabinet, and it was not his turn to intervene as a puppet monarch.He was also happy to be at leisure, and went to sit in front of the court for a while as if clocking in at work every day, and went straight to the bedroom in the next court, looking at Yan Zhilan.

That's right, in order to prevent Yan Zhilan from being poisoned again, and to keep an eye on Danhe's condition, for the past three months or so, the two of them ate, lived and slept together, and Qi Jing has been guarding Yan Zhi for almost a moment. Lan, I'm afraid that there will be another accident with him.

On this day, after Qi Jing went down to court, as usual, he walked slowly towards the bedroom with his hands behind his back.

The sky was as blue as washing, with a few flimsy white clouds floating, a cool wind blew by, and a few withered and yellow leaves swirled and floated in front of Qi Jing.

Qi Jing stretched out his hand to catch a piece, feeling quite emotional: It was still midsummer when he first came to this world, and it was already autumn before he knew it.

"Your Majesty."

A little servant who was unfamiliar to him panted and trotted up to him, and after saluting timidly, said: "Your Majesty, please."

Qi Jing narrowed his eyes, what did Qi Wangshan want him for?

Since the day when they broke up unhappy, the father and son have not seen the king, they have lived their own lives, and have not spoken a word for several months.

Qi Wangshan suddenly looked for him at this moment...

Qi Jing thought for a while and said, "Lead the way."

It's just that the soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth. Qi Wangshan has only his son now, so he will not harm him after all. It is probably because Yan Zhilan is in good health and wants to persuade him to let Yan Zhilan go back.

At a place that he didn't see, a small servant not far away saw him going in the direction of Qiwangshan Palace, quietly avoiding everyone's eyes and ears, and reported the message in another direction.

Yan Zhilan tried to walk on the ground as usual.

And Fuyou sat aside with an uneasy expression, looking at him coldly.

He really doesn't have a good opinion of this kid from the Yan family, what's so good about him other than being good-looking?What's the use of looking good?And I can't open up branches and leaves for the king.

Furthermore, his cultivation base is not as good as Ah Jing's, his spiritual power is not as good as Ah Jing's, and even his temperament is not as cold and cute as Ah Jing's. Although his roots are a little stronger than Ah Jing's, in his opinion, this completely is negligible.

He really couldn't figure out, what exactly did his Ah Jing like about this man?

Not only did he do everything personally, he asked about his health, even when he was not free, he even left himself here to watch him.

When Fuyou thought of Qi Jing looking at him with close and trusting eyes, he acted softly: "Uncle You, just promise Ah Jing, okay?" Suddenly, his whole heart softened. , I never talked to myself like this again.I also blamed myself for being unsteady, being confused for a while, and unexpectedly agreed.

Thinking about it now, my face turns blue.

He was impatient on his side, and Yan Zhilan didn't see much better on his side.

He is extremely arrogant by nature, he doesn't want to show weakness in front of others easily, let alone accept favor from others?

Unexpectedly, after being reborn, he was rescued by Qi Jing again and again, and he was annoyed and angry.If someone else pays it back, he will do his best to repay the other party.But why is it Qi Jing?This enemy of his previous life, how could he swallow this breath?

Although Mr. Luo has repeatedly advised him to think about everything, so as not to be depressed, which is not good for the recovery of the injury.During these few months of getting along with Qi Jing day and night, he also felt more and more that the Qi Jing in this life was really different from the Qi Jing in the previous life.

But so what?Could it be that he can pretend that the methods imposed on him by the tyrant Qi Jing in the previous life didn't happen, and just let it go?

The two had their own thoughts, and no one paid attention to the other.

Fuyou stared at Yan Zhilan who could walk more than ten steps in a row, and was about to mock him, asking him why he was willing to leave the palace.

He could tell that Ah Jing would not take the initiative to let her go, but if Yan Zhilan personally asked to leave the palace, given how much Ah Jing cared about him, it might not be difficult for him, but it was somewhat possible.

But before he opened his mouth, a servant hurried into the hall, came to his side, bowed his head and said: "Master Fuyou, Your Majesty asked you to go to the Jinhua Hall."

Fu Youteng stood up, Jinhua Palace?

Jinhua Hall is Qi Wangshan's sleeping hall, why is Ah Jing there?

Without thinking about it, he turned his head and said to the two servants beside Yan Zhilan: "Take good care of Mr. Yan, and if you make a mistake, be careful with your skin."

Before he finished speaking, he hurriedly followed the little servant and left.

Yan Zhilan noticed his nervousness, and was a little puzzled. Why was Fuyou so nervous when he heard that Qi Jing was in the Jinhua Palace?

But he is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business, this thought only flashed in his mind and then disappeared.

The next moment, the two servants beside him fell silently and limply.

Yan Zhilan was alert immediately, his whole body was on guard, he secretly stored spiritual power in his hand, and shouted: "Who?"

A masked figure appeared in front of him in response, and someone lifted the mask up, anxiously saying, "Fanzhi, it's me."

Seeing that it was Zheng Jue, Yan Zhilan relaxed slightly, and said in a low voice, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"There is nothing wrong in the army. I lied to my father and said that I was injured. I will have to recuperate for a while before I can go back." After Zheng Jue explained, he looked at him, hesitating to speak.

Yan Zhilan was keenly aware of the difference, and asked inexplicably, "Is there anything we can't say between you and me?"

Zheng Jue was silent, walking up and down in front of him anxiously, suddenly remembered something, and stopped in front of him, his eyes darted back and forth on his face, not letting go of the slightest bit, as if he was looking for something.

Yan Zhilan felt a little strange: "What are you looking at?"

Zheng Jue didn't see the trace of his worry, so he breathed a sigh of relief, observed his face, and said cautiously: "Fanzhi, let me ask you something, don't be angry."

Seeing that Yan Zhilan didn't speak, he took it as his acquiescence, and asked in a low voice, "Did anything happen between you and Qi Jing?"

Yan Zhilan didn't understand why he asked such a question, thought about it, and said truthfully: "Yes."

Zheng Jue was shocked: "What?"

Yan Zhilan glanced at him, pursed his lips, and felt a little humiliated: "I was injured before, and then I was invaded by the devil's breath. He helped me heal my wound and get rid of the devil's breath."

Hearing this, Zheng Jue patted his chest and panted, "So that's how it is." He struggled for a while, and then asked tentatively, "What else?"

Yan Zhilan pondered for a moment: "Besides..."

Zheng Jue pricked up his ears and looked nervous.

Yan Zhilan said expressionlessly: "No more." He looked at Zheng Jue and felt that the other party still had something to say, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

There were faint footsteps outside, as if someone was coming this way.

Zheng Jue hesitated for a moment, then simply opened the skylight and said bluntly: "Have you heard the rumors outside?"

Yan Zhilan took two strenuous steps in front of him: "As you can see, I am now a useless person, and I can't go anywhere except this palace."

There was a hint of impatience on his face, Zheng Jue was always quick to talk, but for some reason he was so abnormal today, which made him very uneasy.

Zheng Jue stammered: "There are rumors outside that Yan Zhilan has no shame and is willing to be subdued by women. Now he is the most favored in Qi Jing's tent... male favorite..."

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