After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

With the master of ceremonies shouting, Li Chaoming straightened his clothes, then took the arm of Yan Zhilan who was like a puppet, and walked towards the middle of the wedding hall with a smile on his face.

Knowing that Yan Zhilan's move should be intentional to detect news, Qi Jing still felt some uncomfortable feeling inexplicably.

When they were in Xia Bu that day, they had already paid homage to each other and got married. Although it was an illusion, Qi Jing also warned himself that both of them were men, so don't take it seriously.However, Yan Zhilan Baihe's actions a few days ago still involuntarily disturbed his calm state of mind like a pond of water, causing waves of ripples.

Now seeing with his own eyes that Yan Zhilan is going to marry someone else, Qi Jing snorted through his nostrils and cursed angrily: "Scrap!"

Nangong Ziyi sat opposite him, seeing him muttering indignantly, she couldn't help asking, "Ah Jing, what did you find?"

Qi Jing restrained his expression, and said seriously: "No. Do you remember what I just said?"

He was busy covering up, but he didn't notice that Yan Zhilan's right ear moved slightly.

Nangong Ziyi let out an "oh" and said confidently, "Don't worry, you will never disgrace your life."

While the two were talking, Li Chaoming and Yan Zhilan had already stood firm in the center of the wedding hall, ready to pay their respects.

The master of ceremonies sang loudly: "One bow—the heaven and the earth—"

Li Chaoming bowed with a smile, but Yan Zhilan beside him was as motionless as a pines and cypresses.

The master of ceremonies reminded in a low voice: "Young master, Mr. Yan..."

Li Chaoming straightened up on his own, waved his hands and said indifferently: "It's okay, continue."

The master of ceremonies wondered: "My lord, this is against the rules."

Li Chaoming glared: "I say it's the rules, it's the rules." After showing his power, he urged again and again, "Hurry up, don't miss the hour."

The master of ceremonies had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue shouting: "Second bow—Gao Tang—"

Li Chaoming took Yan Zhilan's hand and turned around, and bowed deeply to the old man sitting on the right seat.

"Three salutes—"

Before the master of ceremonies could finish his libretto, a burst of noisy voices came from the door.

Li Chaoming's face was filled with sullen anger: "What's going on!"

Soon, a guard ran in from outside and whispered something in his ear.

Li Chaoming's face turned livid in an instant, he gritted his teeth and said, "My good second brother!"

He threw the red silk in his hand to the ground and was about to go out when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and picked up the red silk on the ground, and said to the master of ceremonies: "Continue!"

The master of ceremonies glanced at him, swallowed, and continued singing tremblingly: "Husband and wife—"

His voice stopped abruptly, and his face collapsed to the ground in horror.A sharp arrow pierced through the air, brushed against his temples, made a trembling sound of "嗡—" and penetrated deeply into the center of the Xitang.

The Li residence was in chaos instantly, with exclamations and shouts, countless guards emerged from the corners, protecting Li Chaoming and embracing them in the middle.

Li Chaoming didn't panic anymore, he touched Yan Zhilan's face obsessively, and said softly: "Husband, don't worry, wait for me to come back to the bridal chamber."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and immediately a servant came up, half pushing and half pushing Yan Zhilan inside.

Qi Jing hurriedly gave Nangong Ziyi a wink, and asked Nangong Ziyi to keep a close eye on Li Chaoming, while he quietly avoided the eyes and ears of everyone, concentrated his energy, and followed Yan Zhilan's trail.

Qi Jing followed Yan Zhilan to the backyard, saw him being led into a room covered with happy characters by his servants, and waited until the servants left the room one after another, leaving only two people guarding the door. , rolled his eyes, walked around to the back, quietly pushed open the window, and took a look inside.

The room is filled with bright red, and there is nowhere that is obviously festive. On the high desk, there are red candles burning with dragon and phoenix, and there is a small square table in front of the bed. Sitting upright on the bed, like a lifelike statue.

Qi Jinglue would never be surprised, this room is too quiet.Previously, seeing Li Chaoming's greasy and crooked attitude towards Yan Zhilan, he thought he would send a lot of people to watch over him, but he didn't expect that apart from the two guards at the door, there was not a single servant girl inside.

But he didn't think too much about it, the important thing is to exchange news with Yan Zhilan.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from outside, Qi Jing hastily opened the window and jumped into the room, striding towards Yan Zhilan: "Yan—"

Before he could say Yan Zhilan's name, he was silenced by the other party's eyes.

At the same time, the sound of footsteps outside was approaching the door, and Li Chaoming's highly recognizable feminine voice sounded outside the door: "Mr. Yan is safe, can someone go in?"

The guard outside replied something, and Li Chaoming said with satisfaction: "Excellent. Listen, no matter what sounds come from inside, you all stay outside for me, remember?"

The guards replied in unison: "Yes."

As early as the moment he opened his mouth, Qi Jing dodged and hid under the high platform. The high platform was covered with red silk cloth hanging down to the ground, just enough to hide in.

He held his breath, his vision was blocked, and he could only tell what was going on by the sound.

First there was the sound of the door being opened, followed by the footsteps of a person walking into the room. After the footsteps stopped, there was the sound of liquid being poured into the container, and then Li Chaoming's delicate voice: "My husband has been waiting for a long time. Drink this A cup of wine, from now on you and I will be one..."

Qi Jing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, the temperature in the room seemed to be getting higher and higher, his cheeks were so hot that he couldn't breathe.He quietly loosened the skirt of his shirt and exhaled.

Unexpectedly, this tiny movement aroused Li Chaoming's vigilance: "Who is it!"

Qi Jing groaned inwardly, hearing the sound of the wine glass being hastily placed on the table, and then the sound of Li Chaoming's footsteps getting closer and closer to him.

Qi Jing shrank back. With his spiritual power, he would have no problem facing Li Chaoming, but for some reason, now he felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't use any strength, let alone Facing the unknown Li Chaoming, even catching a rabbit is difficult.

No matter how stupid he was, he realized that the situation was not right. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized that this was clearly due to being drugged!What he couldn't figure out was why Yan Zhilan sat in the room for so long and didn't respond, but why did he get tricked not long after he arrived?

Not thinking too much right now, Li Chaoming had already walked to the high platform, and he could even see the opponent wearing red boots embroidered with double dragon opera beads appearing in his field of vision.

"who?"

Standing in front of the high platform, Li Chaoming asked another question, and suddenly lifted the red silk cloth Qi Jing was hiding in.

The moment the red silk cloth was lifted, Li Chaoming's body fell limply backwards, and the back of his head hit the hard bluestone brick, making a slight "dong" sound.

Qi Jing raised his head flustered and short of breath, just met Yan Zhilan's eyes, and crawled out with weak hands and feet: "I..."

The dullness in Yan Zhilan's eyes had long since been replaced by clarity, he frowned, and bent down to fish him out.

Qi Jing's face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, and his thoughts had gradually collapsed. His voice that he thought he was very calm was actually soft and waxy in the ears of others, as if complaining, "Why are you okay?"

"How do you know I'm fine?" Yan Zhilan hugged him horizontally, looked around, his eyes stopped on the burning dragon and phoenix candles on the high platform.

Qi Jing followed his gaze and saw that the dragon and phoenix candle was half burned, exuding a faint sweet fragrance.

"It's the incense of burning love."

Yan Zhilan said something lightly, then extinguished the candle with a wave of his sleeve.

"Oh." Qi Jing still hadn't realized it, and replied stupidly, staring blankly at the green smoke rising from the dragon and phoenix candle, feeling a little pity in his heart, smacking his lips, and said, "It smells so good."

No wonder Yan Zhilan entered the room earlier than him, and was not as affected as he was. With him being so close to Burning Love, it's no wonder he didn't get the trick.

Immediately, his palms felt cold, and Yan Zhilan stuffed something into his hands.

Qi Jing raised his hand and stared at the wine glass in his hand, his mind was no longer bright at the moment, he was in a daze, as if he was completely manipulated by others.

Yan Zhilan's eyes were dark, and he also held a wine glass in his hand. His arm passed through his arm flexibly, his wrist was slightly bent, and he touched the wine glass in his hand lightly, his throat moved slightly, and he drank it all in one gulp.

Qi Jing imitated him, followed him and drank it cleanly, then asked foolishly, "Is this the antidote?"

Yan Zhilan put the wine glass in his hand aside, and said softly, "No, it's Hebei wine."

Qi Jing let out a dumbfounded "Oh", his eyes changed suddenly, and he was laid down on the bed, Yan Zhilan's extremely handsome face was magnified in front of his eyes.

His whole body was hot, and he felt like a boiled shrimp, as if his face was steaming.

In a daze, there was a warm and cool feeling on his lips, which was so comfortable that he couldn't help but sigh.

Qi Jing tried to open his eyes wide.

Yan Zhilan's lips parted from him as soon as they touched him, with his hands on his side, he stared at him with deep eyebrows and eyes, with the same faint look on his face, and whispered: "When we were in the illusion, you and I We’ve already been married, but you don’t want to believe it. If you drink together today, you and I will become one. This is not an illusion, have you looked carefully?”

Qi Jing was eager to find the warm and cool place just now, when he heard the question, he nodded subconsciously, and hurriedly responded: "Look carefully, look carefully."

Before he finished speaking, even before he even hummed, Qi Jing was shrouded in darkness.

When he woke up again, he stared blankly at the big red wedding tent above him for a long time before he gradually came back to his senses. His cheeks were dripping with blood, and he gritted his back molars and popped out three words from between his teeth: "Yan Zhi Lan!"

Although his mind was not clear at the time, he did not lose his memory. He knew exactly what happened last night!

Originally, he came to Yan Zhilan to detect the news, and he prepared a full stomach of sarcasm to watch his jokes, but he never expected that the person who became the joke now became himself!

"Are you awake?" Yan Zhilan's voice came from the side, "Did you sleep well?"

Qi Jing turned his head, and Yan Zhilan was sitting upright at the square table in the room, staring at him intently.

Qi Jing couldn't get angry, and said angrily: "Despicable! Shameless! Villain!"

Yan Zhilan's face darkened, he got up and walked towards him.

His tall and slender figure stood in front of the bed, while Qi Jing sat in the quilt and looked up, glaring.

The bed sank slightly, Yan Zhilan sat down beside him, and Qi Jing scurried into the bed like a frightened rabbit: "What else do you want to do?"

"There's no fuss," Yan Zhilan looked at him quietly, with a light in his deep eyes that Qi Jing couldn't understand, and he said clearly and word by word: "You are the only one."

The author has something to say: I am really sweet~