Raiders of the Villainous Emperor[Transmigration Book]

"My lord, are you alright?"

"Ahem, it's okay, hurry up, or someone will catch up if you don't leave."

"But son, the world is so big, where should we go?"

Murong Xin's master and servant had just come out of the water, they were in a terrible state of distress, and their bodies were covered with dirty mud. If anyone saw it, they might think that they were two desolate beggars.

Murong Xin closed his eyes.

[What should I do next? 】

[Go south all the way, someone will meet you. 】

[As long as I go south, can I survive? 】

[Not only survived, but also that seat, as long as you want, I can help you win it. 】

【But……】

【You can refuse and wait for his people to catch up with you and kill you. 】

【No, I promise you! 】

Murong Xin quickly agreed in his mind, and grabbed the hand of the person beside him: "Come on, let's go south, we will definitely survive."

"My son, if the emperor knows that we have escaped, will we...?"

"What are you afraid of?" Murong Xin's face darkened, "It's been 12 years, haven't we suffered enough? He kept us alive just to torture us and make us suffer."

"My son, I was the prince 12 years ago..."

"Shut up, if you still recognize me as your master, obey the order and go!"

"Yes, son."

Twelve years ago, King Ping and Yiwang rebelled, and he was beheaded for the crime of treason afterwards, which brought disaster to his wife and children.

The emperor was merciful and thought of the brotherhood, so he left the blood of the Murong family and sentenced him to exile.

"Prince Prince has escaped!!!"

"Immediately send someone to chase after him. Make sure to bring Prince Ping's son back, and hurry up and go to Beijing to report the matter."

Jingzhong, Hongyuan.

【Prince Prince Ping ran away. 】

Si Jin's hand holding the cup paused in mid-air.

After a while, slowly drink the water in the cup.

【understood. 】

[Remember your task, if you fail to complete the task, you will never go back, and the person who hired someone to cause the car accident will always be at large. 】

Si Jin lowered her eyes.

【Um. 】

Sitting across from Si Jin, Murong Qi saw Si Jin in a daze, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Si Jin raised her eyes and smiled at him, "I'm just thinking... If someone insults you and hurts you, what should you do?"

Murong Qi smiled lightly, and wrote lightly: "Just let him repay ten times."

"It really is something you know how to do," Si Jin raised his glass, "Substitute water for wine."

"There is wine on the table, why use water instead of wine?" Murong Qi said, snatched the cup from Si Jin's hand, poured the water in the cup on the ground, then picked up the jug, and poured water into his cup. A full glass of wine.

Si Jin stared at the cup in front of her in a daze, then smiled at Murong Qi: "I'm afraid the emperor has other plans?"

Murong Qi raised his eyebrows: "Ai Qing is afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, why would I be afraid, it's just drinking." Si Jin smiled with downcast eyes, picked up the wine glass on the table, and drank slowly.

The melodious sound of the piano kept ringing, and the two people in the cubicle sat and drank, and they didn't speak during the period, until the two of them drank too much and were a little tipsy.

"You have been away for 12 years, and I have been waiting for you for 12 years. I know that one day you will come back." Murong Qi said softly.

"What if you don't come back?" Si Jin looked at him.

Xu Shi was a little drunk, and the eyes of both of them were a little hazy.

"Have you ever thought about not coming back?" Murong Qi looked at him.

Si Jin shook her head.

He also didn't know what he was thinking at that time, that memory happened to be a fragmented part.

Murong Qi always thought that Si Jin had lost all the memories of the past, so he could only smile bitterly at this moment: "Yeah, you forgot, I thought about your attitude after you came back, maybe it was hatred, maybe it was anger, or maybe it was boredom , but I didn’t expect you to forget all of them.”

Si Jin listened to his words and looked at his current appearance.

He opened his mouth, but still didn't say a word.

Although he drank, he was a little dazed, and he was not so drunk that he knew what to say and what not to say.

The matter of memory doesn't make much sense after all, at least in his opinion.

If one day Murong Qi knew that all the things that happened before were just for "tasks", I don't know how he would feel.

With his temperament, he is afraid that he will stay away immediately and never communicate with each other.

"The so-called memory of the brothel should not exist, right?" Si Jin narrowed his eyes, "The emperor said that I was the concubine Hong back then. As far as I know, the concubine Hong has always been in the palace, so she probably wouldn't come to the brothel at will. Not to mention meeting and getting acquainted with the emperor in the brothel."

Concubine Hong did have memories of "Xiaoguan" in her memory, but those memories are useless, Concubine Hong entered the palace, it was brought into the palace by King Yi, it is absolutely impossible for Murong Qi to know Concubine Hong's past.

Si Jin shouldn't have asked such a question in the first place, but for some reason, she said it out of a daze.

Murong Qi looked at him, and didn't doubt Si Jin's memory, just smiled: "You once said that you don't like the life in the palace, and think that the life in the palace is dull and boring, as calm as a lake."

"Ah..." Si Jin was surprised for a moment, but she didn't know what she was surprised for, she nodded her head, "I see."

Murong Qi silently poured him another glass of wine.

Without even thinking about it, Si Jin picked up the wine glass and drank it.

Maybe it was because he drank a lot of glasses before, but now he is drinking wine, and he can no longer tell whether it is water or wine in the glass.

"Thirsty, have another cup." Si Jin took the initiative to push the cup in front of Murong Qi.

Murong Qi calmly poured him wine.

Just like that, Si Jin drank many cups one after another, then lay down on the table with her mouth open, her eyes just fell on Murong Qi's face.

"So handsome!"

Murong Qi had a smile in his eyes, and asked softly: "Drunk?"

"Not drunk," Si Jin shook her head seriously, squinting her eyes, "I just drank too much, and my head is a little dizzy."

"Really?" Murong Qi asked in a low voice.

"Well, really, I'm not drunk," Si Jin nodded, still lying on the table, found a comfortable position, his eyes kept falling on Murong Qi, and after a while, he narrowed his eyes, "Why do you keep shaking? Don't shake! "

"Okay, okay, I won't shake," Murong Qi got up, walked outside the screen, with a cold face, "You go out first, leave the piano behind."

"Yes."

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Si Jin stood up swaying, saw a double image of the figure in front of him, and told him logically that he was indeed a little drunk, but he still walked forward firmly, his hands and feet were completely out of his mind's control.

This action made him feel bad, the alcohol capacity of this body was even worse than that of Hongfei before.

"Bump, bump, bump." He shouted quickly, trying to remind Murong Qi in front to get out of the way.

Murong Qi turned his head, but saw Si Jin shouting "I bumped into it" a few steps away, while smiling, he took a few steps forward on purpose, so that Si Jin bumped into his arms.

"Why are you not moving? I reminded you." Si Jin complained, and was about to back away, but just as soon as she moved, Murong Qi's hand had already wrapped around his waist, pinning him to prevent him from leaving.

"Let go!"

"You are a little drunk, walk carefully, or you will hit the table." Murong Qi said thoughtfully.

"This body's drinking capacity is too bad," Si Jin said helplessly, "I'm good at drinking. I stole my dad's alcohol since I was a child, and then... I stopped drinking."

Murong Qi has always been curious about Si Jin's origin, but he didn't dare to ask before. Now that Si Jin took the initiative to mention it, he thought about it and asked, "What were you like before? What did you look like?"

Si Jin appeared next to him three times, each time with a different appearance. Although he could tell the difference, he still wanted to know what the real Si Jin looked like.

Such questions are not within the scope of Si Jin's vigilance. After Murong Qi asked such a question, Si Jin also chose to tell the truth, and raised his head to let Murong Qi see: "That's it, the same length, but I have short hair. It's not good if your face is too tender, no one will believe it."

"I believe you." Murong Qi said immediately.

"Yeah, you believe me, believe me..." Si Jin replied perfunctorily, pushing Murong Qi forward, talking while pushing, "Actually, it's not interesting anywhere, it's not interesting at home, it's not interesting outside, and it's not interesting here either."

Murong Qi didn't want Si Jin to push hard, so he had to circle Si Jin vainly, and actually moved as soon as he pushed, and took the initiative to retreat.

Si Jin managed to walk outside, looked around for a week, and asked doubtfully, "Where's the bed?"

Murong Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's inside, I'll take you there."

"Oh," Si Jin nodded, and took the initiative to grab Murong Qi's hand, "Go, I seem to be drunk."

Probably because it was uncomfortable to hold, he hugged Murong Qi's arm directly, and murmured in a low voice: "When you're drunk, you'll be fine after a night of sleep, and you'll forget everything when you wake up."

"Did you... have a bad life before?" Murong Qi said hoarsely.

"Okay, okay," Si Jin bowed her head, "I have food, clothing, and drink. I don't have to worry about food and clothing. Life is good."

Unlike the previous telling the truth, Si Jin was vigilant at this moment, even when she was drunk, she didn't say a word.

Murong Qi led him to the back room, talking to him while walking: "Si Jin."

"Ok?"

"Little Jin."

"Um……"

"Ajin."

"Hahahaha..." Si Jin suddenly laughed, "They all call me Boss Si, Young Master Si, Manager Si... My mother only called me A Jin when I was a child, when I was very young."

"What happened later?" Murong Qi could clearly feel that Si Jin was still drunk, but he didn't understand why he suddenly laughed.

"There are no futures, and my mother left later," Si Jin hugged Murong Qi's arm tightly, "But it's okay, I've grown up, how can there be so many futures in an adult life?"

Si Jin smiled and talked until she saw the bed not far away and struggled to get over it.

"Go to sleep and wake up tomorrow."

In Si Jin's eyes, the distance between the bed and him was obviously different from the real situation. He was already close, but he thought there was a lot of distance. This tugging directly dragged him and Murong Qi onto the bed.

Fortunately, the bed was soft enough, after Si Jin lay on the bed, she turned around, closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Murong Qi lowered his head to look at the face close at hand, raised his hand to land on his face, leaned over and placed a light kiss on Si Jin's lips.

"Good night."

Si Jin whispered in a daze.

Murong Qi listened carefully several times, but only heard the word "go home".

The "home" in Si Jin's mouth must not be the imperial palace. Even he feels that cold place is cold and lonely. How could it be home?

Thinking about it carefully, only the time when Si Jin was in the palace made him feel warm.

"Will you leave? Leave me again?"