After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Qi Jing walked towards the kitchen aggressively.

As soon as he walked to the door, Yan Zhilan heard the movement and turned his head slightly to look over. His well-defined side face was soft under the dim warm light, which weakened his original repulsiveness. He only glanced at Qi Jing briefly, then turned his head and hurried away, with a smile in his gentle voice: "Can't wait? It will be ready soon."

Looking at his busy back, Qi Jing vented his anger unknowingly, and smelled the fragrance of vegetables, swallowed his saliva, and took a few steps forward to get close to him , poked his head to look over, and asked, "What are you doing?"

I don't know if it's his brother-in-law who is proficient in cooking, or Yan Zhilan is so talented that he can learn what he looks like.Anyway, in the days since Qi Jing fell into this illusion, eating and drinking were all handled by Yan Zhilan.This eating and drinking is not as simple as filling the stomach to solve food and clothing, but almost every meal is a different dish, which is enough to show the thought of the cook.

This is also one of the reasons why Qi Jing always wants to get angry but can't do it. As the saying goes, "Eaters are soft-mouthed, but short-handed." When he wanted to get angry, his momentum had already been shortened a lot.Facing the other party's always warm, bright and dazzling smile, even if he wanted to make trouble for no reason, he felt inexplicably guilty.

Just like at this moment, Qi Jing, who originally came here with the idea of ​​finding Yan Zhilan to settle accounts, forgot his original intention the moment he entered the kitchen and smelled the aroma of the food, and moved forward curiously, wanting to see what happened today. What's for dinner.

The people on his side had just leaned over, but Yan Zhilan suddenly turned around without paying attention, and bumped into the opponent's arms, as if throwing himself into his arms.

Qi Jing immediately blushed, took two steps back, and hurriedly explained: "I, I, I didn't do it on purpose...uh..."

The voice stopped abruptly, his eyes suddenly opened wide, something was stuffed in his mouth, blocking what he was about to say.

Yan Zhilan held a small white porcelain bowl in one hand, and a pair of chopsticks in the other. The food on the chopsticks had entered Qi Jing's mouth, and it was now empty in front of him.

Yan Zhilan asked with a smile: "How about the saltiness?"

Qi Jing slowly chewed the little thing in his mouth, it was wonton.The skin is thin and the stuffing is thick, it is delicious and juicy when you bite it open, it is so delicious that he almost bit off his tongue.His eyes lit up, and he nodded hurriedly: "It's delicious..."

The ending sound of the word "eat" disappeared between his lips and teeth. Unexpectedly, Yan Zhilan suddenly lifted his chin, leaned over and kissed it.

Qi Jing's whole body froze, and his breathing was stagnant.

Yan Zhilan gently and forcefully pried open his lips and teeth, aggressively aggressive in his mouth, and then reluctantly withdrew. There was a little smile in his originally indifferent eyes, and he made a serious comment: "Salty is just right." .”

After speaking, he couldn't refuse and stuffed the small white porcelain bowl into Qi Jing's hand, and said: "Eat slowly, be careful of burning." Turning around, he went to make wontons again.

When Qi Jing realized it, there was already a small white porcelain bowl no bigger than a fist in his hand, and there were four or five white, fat and cute wontons in the bowl.Thinking of what happened just now, I was so angry that I wanted to throw a bowl as soon as I raised my hand.

However, before he fell down, Yan Zhilan suddenly turned around again, his heart trembled in shock, and the bowl in his hand couldn't help but clenched a little more.

Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks, Yan Zhilan frowned slightly and asked, "Is it not to your taste?" He walked towards this way while walking, and said softly as he walked: "If you don't like it, don't eat it, I have made other things. "

Qi Jing was afraid that he would make another sudden attack like before, so he hurriedly stuffed all the wontons into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls, returned the empty bowl to him, and said vaguely: "I like it, I like it." ,I love so much."

Yan Zhilan looked at him disapprovingly: "Eat slowly, and be careful not to choke. There will be more later, and I will serve you some more."

"No, no, no," Qi Jing swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, and waved his hands again and again, "Wait and eat together. I, I, I will go first." Before the words fell, he ran away in a panic, as if there was someone behind him. It's like something fierce is chasing him.

Yan Zhilan lowered his eyes, hid the smile in his eyes, and turned to make wontons.

After the meal was ready, Qi Jing hid in the room for a long time, and then under the urging of Xiao Qi'er, he came to the dining table slowly.

Looking around, the food on the table was all his favorite flavors. Qi Jing was reserved for a while at first, until Yan Zhilan put his favorite steamed spirit fish in front of him, and finally threw away the burden on himself. Eat it up.

After the meal was over and the drink was full, Yan Zhilan cleaned up by himself, while Qi Jing took Xiao Qi'er to learn how to read and write.

After finally coaxing little Qi'er to sleep, Qi Jing was also physically and mentally exhausted, so he threw himself on the bed, thinking that it's not a problem to stay like this all the time, and he had to figure out how to get out.

He was racking his brains thinking, but he didn't notice that Yan Zhilan gently hugged Xiao Qi'er aside, lying sideways beside him, staring at him intently.

Until Qi Jing could no longer ignore those two fiery gazes, turned over and turned to Yan Zhilan: "What are you doing?"

He wasn't worried that Yan Zhilan in this illusion would be the same as the one in the last illusion, who would force him with hands and feet as soon as he came up.Maybe it's because of the timing in this illusion. He and Yan Zhilan have been married for several years, and the other party treats him more and more tenderly, and usually treats each other with courtesy, and never forces things that he doesn't like.

Therefore, Qi Jing lay loosely on his stomach, resting his head on one arm, and asked him casually.

Yan Zhilan leaned forward, Qi Jing moved to the side vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

Yan Zhilan's slender, fair fingers stretched out and squeezed his shoulders, and said softly, "Have you been tired all day? I'll rub it for you."

Qi Jing avoided his hand uncomfortably, and said in a blunt tone: "No need."

Yan Zhilan lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Are you blaming me for telling Qi Er about that?"

that matter?which thing?

Qi Jing was confused for a moment before he realized that it was good not to mention this matter, but when he mentioned this matter, he became angry, and the flames that he had suppressed before dinner rushed to his heart again, and he crawled out of bed Got up, grabbed Yan Zhilan by the skirt of his clothes and pulled him up, faced him face to face, gritted his teeth and said: "You still have the face to say? I don't know if I can get pregnant! If you have the ability, give me one by yourself have a look!"

"Qi'er is still young, so I don't know how serious it is. I'm afraid you will be tired." Yan Zhilan stared at him with dark eyes, his eyes gradually stained with a smile, he held Qi Jing's shoulders with his backhands, and turned him down , whispering in his ear: "It is indeed my fault. I have neglected my wife for too long."

While speaking in a soft voice, he gently kissed Qi Jing's cheek.

At the same time, the white and slender hand of the joints touched Qi Jing's hand, covered the back of his hand, parted his clenched fingers without refusal, and interlocked with his fingers.

Qi Jing was imprisoned in his arms and couldn't move. Those shameful memories in the last illusion rolled into his mind. He was so ashamed and annoyed that he gritted his teeth and popped out two words: "Get out!"

Before the words fell, he couldn't help sobbing.

Yan Zhilan bit his earlobe suddenly and hard, causing his beautiful big eyes to be covered with water mist.

Yan Zhilan watched with satisfaction that the round and small earlobe was bright red and ready to bleed, and a deep voice rang in Qi Jing's ears: "It's my fault, it won't be like this in the future."

Qi Jing's chaotic mind hadn't figured out what he meant by "it won't be like this anymore", and fell under his gentle and strong attack.

Before going to sleep, Yan Zhilan's dark eyes suddenly showed a trace of astonishment, but Qi Jing was exhausted physically and mentally, and before he had time to observe carefully, the trace of astonishment disappeared without a trace, and Yan Zhilan regained that look in a flash. gentle face.

On the second day, Qi Jing got up clutching his sore waist, turned around and found that Xiao Qi'er and Yan Zhilan were not at home, presumably Yan Zhilan was afraid that Xiao Qi'er would disturb Qi Jing's rest, so he took him out specially .On the small stove in the kitchen room, there is a pot of soft and rotten sweet porridge warmed intimately, and one can imagine who it is prepared for.

While eating the sweet and delicious porridge, Qi Jing spurned herself in grief and indignation, how could this kind of thing happen again and again!One time or two times can still be called an accident, but three times and four times can't be said to be so!And he clearly remembered how he shamelessly cooperated with him from last night to the end!

It's all because of Yan Zhilan's face!

Qi Jing angrily pounded the sweet porridge in the bowl, if that face wasn't so confusing, how could he be like this!Back then, he was also the kind of person who looked down on promiscuity the most. He sneered at the saying "men are lower body animals", and set an example to tell those scumbags that scumbags are scumbags, don't use this as an excuse.Otherwise, he is also a man, so why didn't you see him courting Qin Muchu three or four times?

But now, Qi Jing was slapped in the face by reality.And what confuses him the most is that he can't deny that, apart from Yan Zhilan's face, the main reason is that he found fun in this kind of thing last night, and even had such a little bit of regret, why didn't he regret it? If I knew earlier that this kind of thing is actually so comfortable to do, if I had known earlier...

What would have happened if he had known earlier, Qi Jing couldn't have imagined it. After all, he was single for more than 20 years. He didn't even have a partner in his previous life. In this life, he finally fell in love with a little maid. Not only that, but also turned into a ghost to scare off his enthusiasm for the girl.

That's right, since Qi Jing was scared twice in the palace, Qi Jing said that he wanted to find a good-looking girl to have a baby, but in fact, he already had a trace of fear and alienation towards women that he didn't realize.The hidden illness mentioned before is not completely false. Qi Jing also discovered by accident that he has lost interest in women, and even subconsciously wants to run away when a woman approaches.

Although intellectually he also knew that his state was not right, but he was too lazy to correct it intentionally, and he always felt that it would get better after a long time.Anyway, he is a king, and he is destined to have a harem of three thousand. Could it be possible that one of the three thousand beauties does not suit him?Worst of all, if women can't do it, can't he still choose men to enter the palace?

At that time, the ring is fat, the swallows are thin, and each has its own merits, so why not let him choose?

However, before he could realize this sweet dream, Yan Zhilan took the lead unsuspectingly.

Qi Jing didn't realize that his thoughts were getting more and more biased, but he was a little resentful, and when he got out of this illusion, he must settle it with Yan Zhilan!

He was thinking wildly, he didn't notice Nangong Ziyi's figure appeared at the door, knocked on the door twice, and asked, "Is anyone there?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Qi Jing hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks, walked out of the kitchen uneasy, and said repeatedly: "Yes."

Seeing him, Nangong Ziyi looked preoccupied. He quickly walked up to Qi Jing, took his hand and entered the room: "It's cold outside, go in and talk."

Qi Jing nodded knowingly, followed him into the room, and the two sat down facing each other.

Qi Jing looked at Nangong Ziyi anxiously: "What did you think about what I said last time?"

He saw the opportunity before, and spent a while alone with Nangong Ziyi, crying and singing to him tearfully, trying to find a reason to persuade him to help him leave.Nangong Ziyi only said to let him rest in peace, and come to him after thinking about it.

Now that I came to him at this moment, I must have made a decision in my heart.

This is also one of Qi Jing's plans.

He had already seen through the relationship between the characters in this illusion, and secretly made a few plans in his heart.

Since Nangong Ziyi represents Fuyou, Fuyou's love for Asiyao will never turn a blind eye to her entreaties, so Qi Jing decided to start with Fuyou.

Furthermore, since Yan Zhilan and Xiao Qi'er were not the key to breaking the formation, Qi Jing didn't dare to attack them rashly, after much deliberation, he had no choice but to give it a try.Since this illusion is the illusion of the happy life of the saint and A Lerong, it is better to do the opposite and break this illusion.

The way to break the illusion, Qi Jing thought for a long time before he came up with a compromise method. Since he can't kill people, he can only reproduce his mother's method before - running is the best policy.

Looking at Xia Bu, the only person who can help him carry out his plan smoothly is the eldest brother of the saint, that is, Fuyou.

At this moment, Nangong Ziyi, who represents Fuyou, is sitting in front of Qi Jing. The two seem to be talking like siblings, but in fact there is something in their words. Qi Jing quickly got the answer he wanted from Fuyou. Three days later, In Yinshi, he would wait for him under the flower tree outside the tribe and help him leave Xiabu.

Qi Jing was so excited that he almost jumped up, but fortunately his sore back reminded him in time.

Qi Jing let out a cry of pain, his eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, he gasped again and again, and secretly cursed Yan Zhilan as a beast in his heart.

Nangong Ziyi asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

How could Qi Jing tell him that it was caused by playing too crazy last night, so he faltered and fooled the past.

Didn't he know that in Nangong Ziyi's eyes, his appearance would only confirm what he said before that Yan Zhilan treated him badly.

Nangong Ziyi, no, Fuyou's eyes darkened, and he said loudly, "Don't worry, big brother won't let him bully you again."

After sending Nangong Ziyi away, Qi Jing couldn't help but excitedly circled around the room until Yan Zhilan came back, but couldn't control the corners of his mouth that kept rising.

Yan Zhilan came back with the sleeping Xiao Qi'er in his arms, and seeing him happy, he also rolled his eyes: "What's so happy?"

Naturally, Qi Jing would not tell him, and glared at the culprit who made him fidget all day, snorted angrily and flung his sleeves back to the back room.But I still couldn't stop cheering in my heart: only three days, wait another three days!Success or failure, we will see in three days!

The author has something to say: Well, scratching your head, some friends don’t understand, let me explain

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In this illusion, Qi Jing corresponds to Asiyao's identity, Yan Zhilan corresponds to A Lerong, Nangong Ziyi corresponds to A Leqing, also known as Fuyou,

They are now playing a role-playing game in the illusion, but except for Qi Jing who has self-awareness, the other two do not.

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I don’t know how to explain it this way, can you understand it (from ORZ, the author of the pale vegetable chicken)