After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Yan Zhilan pressed his hand and said coldly, "Go out."

Qi Jing held his slightly cold hand with his backhand, and shyly covered his face: "Don't be so unreasonable! You see, the two of us share the same bed no matter what, this small favor is nothing more than a small effort for you, Your lord has a lot, I know you will agree, right?" This man's hands are as cold as his own, without any human touch.

Yan Zhilan was unmoved, his voice was as cold as the ice of three or nine days: "Go out."

Qi Jing was about to cry, why did he say so much good and evil, and this person didn't show any affection?

No matter how cheeky he was, he couldn't pretend anymore, he crawled out of Yan Zhilan's bed, and made the next best thing: "Otherwise, if I don't go in, I'll rely on you, you put Qixing away, is that okay? "

Although they slept in the same bed before, they slept separately. There was Yan Zhilan's spirit sword Seven Stars in the middle of the big bed. A blue light barrier separated the two of them.

However, Qi Jing sleeps very dishonestly, and likes to roll over and over. Several times, when he was sleeping soundly, he turned over and fell on the Seven Star Spirit Sword. The innermost side against the wall.

Qi Jing didn't feel anything in his sleep, and when he went to court the next day, he wondered why his whole body was so sore, as if he had been beaten up.He also had doubts about Yan Zhilan, but after observing secretly for a few times, he dispelled his doubts. Yan Zhilan looked upright and upright. Even if he wanted to deal with him, he probably wouldn't use such a low-level trick. .

Until one day, before he went to bed, he suddenly wanted to talk to Yan Zhilan. When he crossed Erlang's legs carelessly, one of his legs crossed the boundary. Gold stars appeared in front of his eyes, and only then did he know the purpose of the seven stars.

From then on, when he sleeps, he will carefully hide inward to prevent being accidentally injured by Qixing again.

Today he was really frightened by the female ghost, and Yan Zhilan didn't let him get close, so he reluctantly took a step back and asked him to put Qixing away.Don't let him get close, and don't slap him, okay?

Yan Zhilan didn't say a word, Qi Jing acquiesced that he agreed, and happily pulled the quilt to cover himself.

It's just that halfway through the cover, the subordinates suddenly felt loose, and the quilt that was originally covering Yan Zhilan's body also ran over him.

"Ok?"

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, and got out from under the pile of quilts, and found that Yan Zhilan turned over and got out of bed at some point, sitting at the desk in white, with his arms folded, and the Spirit Sword Seven Stars lay in the crook of his arms, hanging down. I don't know what I'm thinking about.

Qi Jing yawned, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, after going through a lot of physical and mental torture just now, his mind relaxed now, he was already extremely sleepy, and he said vaguely: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

It was so late at night, the sky outside was dark, surrounded by thick dark clouds, and the strong wind was blowing through the gap in the corner of the wall, making a whining sound, as if a storm was about to come.

Qi Jing shrank his neck and said resentfully: "Okay, okay, I won't make trouble with you anymore. Go to sleep."

As he spoke, he yawned again, and tidied up Yan Zhilan's quilt, while he went back inside, lying down in his own quilt, and wrapped himself up into a big cylinder.

After wrapping it up, he rolled around on the spacious bed, and suddenly, as if he had discovered something novel, he kept shouting: "Yan Zhilan, Yan Zhilan! Look! Look at me!"

Yan Zhilan glanced this way, Qi Jing kicked his legs under the quilt twice, rolled over, raised his face and asked with a smile: "Do you think I look like a cute silkworm baby?"

Yan Zhilan turned his face away blankly, obviously not wanting to pay attention to him.

Qi Jing entertained himself for a while, then heaved a long sigh, and said desolately: "I know it's boring too. But, look, people come to this world once, and they don't bring anything with them. Why not let yourself live more happily? When I was young, no one played with me, and I was very lonely, so I had to play with myself. I accidentally figured out many interesting ways to play, do you want to know..."

Yan Zhilan's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time he heard Qi Jing talk about his childhood. Originally, he was not interested in Qi Jing's childhood, but his heartstrings seemed to be gently twitched by an invisible hand. It actually struck a chord with him...

What Qi Jing said is also true. In his previous life, although he had no worries about food and clothing, and his parents were loving, he was the only child in the family. No one played with him, played with him, whispered with him and did bad things together. His childhood wish was that if he had A sibling would be fine.

Wait, siblings? !

Qi Jing slapped his head, yes!How could I forget this!In the past few months, he was only focused on saving Yan Zhilan, why didn't he ask, where is Jin Li now? !If he finds Jin Li, it would be great if he hugs Jin Li's thigh directly!Why bother to look far away and go roundabout to save lives?

Thinking of this, his eyes immediately lit up, wishing he could rush over and grab Yan Zhilan by the collar and ask him.

However, after several months of getting along with each other, he also knew that with Yan Zhilan's temperament of not eating oil and salt, eating soft and not hard, suddenly asking him like this would definitely arouse his vigilance. It is difficult for him to ask questions.

Turning his eyes, he deliberately moaned and said, "I've always thought since I was a child that it would be great if I had brothers and sisters who were similar in age. I remember that when I was young, Brother Dahuang was very kind to me, but it's a pity that Brother Dahuang..."

Yan Zhilan didn't know what to think of, and remained silent.

Qi Jing took the opportunity to pretend to be unintentional, and asked casually: "By the way, Yan Zhilan, do you have any brothers and sisters? Tell me about those interesting things about your childhood!"

He looked at Yan Zhilan expectantly. In fact, his heart was already hanging high. He was anxious, excited and excited. As long as he knew where Jin Li was, his life was firmly in his hands. In the hand, there is no need to be humble and look at people's faces anymore...

"No."

Yan Zhilan said calmly.

Qi Jing's smile suddenly froze on his face.No?

Perhaps aware of his doubts, Yan Zhilan repeated: "I have no brothers or sisters."

Qi Jing asked persistently: "Are you sure?"

Yan Zhilan looked at him a little strangely: "As we all know, the Yan family has been passed down to my generation, and I am the only one left in the head of the family. My grandfather named me Zhilan in the hope that I could turn the tide and save the Yan family's decline with my own strength. .And my father gave me a watch with many characters, because he hoped that I..."

Having said that, he suddenly shut his mouth, with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

The expectations of his parents were contrary to his original intention. He was dedicated to Taoism and only wanted to practice love without heart, but his parents just put all the burdens on him alone...

Although he knows in his heart that this is his responsibility as a descendant of the Yan family, and he is willing to go all out to take on this responsibility, and is not afraid to sacrifice his own life for it, but... this does not mean that he is willing Going against one's own wishes and original aspirations, he regards himself as a puppet who only knows how to listen but doesn't think, and reproduces for the family.

Qi Jing is stupid, no brothers and sisters?

"Xiu Tian" clearly stated that before the tyrant Qi Jing was about to die, Jin Li told him clearly that he was Yan Zhilan's younger brother.

Qi Jing became anxious: "No, if you think about it again, maybe your father had an illegitimate child or something..."

When he said this, he suddenly fell silent, Yan Zhilan's stern gaze swept over him, making him feel cold all over.

"Impossible!" Yan Zhilan stared at him and paused, "The Yan family's family style will never allow this to happen."

Qi Jing said "Oh" embarrassingly, and said slowly: "Well, I didn't mean it, don't be angry. I... I'll go to bed first... You go to bed early too..."

He turned around hastily, turned his back to Yan Zhilan as if evading, and faced the wall worried: This is too bad, Jin Li's news did not come out, and Yan Zhilan was offended again.what to do?

The room was silent.

Suddenly, the lantern made a slight "beeping" sound, and Yan Zhilan's tense face gradually eased. Thinking of what Qi Jing and I said unintentionally just now, he thought in a daze, if there is really a brother from the same country, he would treat him and the Yan family well. Not necessarily a good thing.

In the next moment, his heart trembled, and he immediately abandoned this rebellious idea.Father and mother love each other all their lives, they are self-denying and respectful, and they will never do anything to betray their mother and insult the reputation of the Yan family.

He sat at the desk for a while, saw Qi Jing lying on the inside of the bed sprawled and fell asleep at some point, thought for a while to put away the spirit sword, and lay down on the outside of the bed with his clothes on.

The big bed sank a little, Qi Jing seemed to have sensed something, muttered a few words in his mouth, and moved closer to him, getting very close to him.

It was almost as soon as he opened his eyes that he could meet the straight bridge of the other's nose.

Yan Zhilan stretched out a finger and pushed the person inside, Qi Jing frowned in his sleep and rolled over again.

The warm body temperature spread through the bedding, and there was a vaguely familiar fragrance.

The Great Moon Country is rich in spices, everyone loves incense, Yan Zhilan didn't take it to heart, he just said that he had smelled it by accident somewhere, and left some faint impressions of it.He has a photographic memory since he was a child, and it is not surprising that he remembers this.

Qi Jing's furry head was right in front of his eyes, and there was still a bunch of ridiculous fluff on the top of his head, which rose and fell with his breathing, shaking slightly.

Yan Zhilan looked at it blankly for a while, and then made a movement that annoyed him for a long time.

He stretched out his middle finger and clasped it with his thumb, and lightly flicked it on Qi Jing's fluff...