Shit shovel officer he always collapses [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 41 Your Majesty, Are You Stupid? Returning the Product 14

Jiang Zuo really wanted to shake his hair and stride away, but the hand that fell on his waist held him firmly in the broad arms of the person behind him, and the long sword that was stuffed into his palm sank again. It was cold again, Gu Jinhuai held his hand tightly, making Jiang Zuo tightly grasp the silver sword stuffed into his hand.

Holding Jiang Zuo's hand, he raised the sword slightly, and pressed the sharp point of the sword against the left cheek of the man in gray robe, and then lightly drew a bloody gash.

Just after the cold touch on the cheek, followed by the scorching hot blood, the gray robed man kneeling on the ground was terrified, and was frightened out of his wits. His blood froze all over his body, his spine was straight, and he dared not move. He said in a trembling voice , "My lord...forgive...forgive..."

Gu Jinhuai lowered his eyes and looked at the begging man on the ground. His black eyes were full of bloodlust, but he raised his lips and said with a smile, "This king's person...is it something you can touch?"

"Since I don't remember which hand touched it..." His tone was gentle, and he leaned into Jiang Zuo's ear, revealing half of his face that was alluring but terrifying, like a ghost in the underworld who came to seek his soul, "Then cut off both of them..."

The gray-robed man's eyes turned black when he heard the words, and he knocked his head on the cobblestone road forcefully, spattering out a horrifying amount of blood, which stained the road with blood.

The peace-loving Jiang Zuo swallowed his saliva, looked away and refused righteously: "If you have something to say, it's not good to be so rough..."

"Then..." Gu Jinhuai leaned close to his ear, biting his earlobe and said in a low voice, "Don't cry on the bed and ask me to forgive you."

? ? ?bed? ?Why go to the bed to talk about things that can be solved under the bed? ? ?

Jiang Zuo shrank his butt, looked at the people on the ground with a serious expression, and thought about it seriously: emmmmm...it's just two paper hands, it shouldn't matter if you chop it...

362: "..." Can the host be a little more masculine...?

Gu Jinhuai let go of the sword holding his right hand, only wrapping around his waist, he watched coldly, as if he was waiting for Jiang Zuo to make a move.

The long sword in his hand became heavier and heavier, and it took Jiang Zuo two hands to grasp it firmly. He held the sword high, but he couldn't cut it down for a long time.

Although it is said to be a paper man, the effect is too realistic, Jiang Zuo can't do it at all: "Forget me..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Jinhuai, who was standing behind him, suddenly grabbed his hand and took it down forcefully. Jiang Zuo opened his eyes wide, subconsciously tightened his fingers, and clenched the handle to try to stop the rapidly falling blade. At the same time, The blunt sound of the sword piercing the bone and the shrill and painful cry of the man on the ground sounded——

The falling sword did not cut off the left hand of the gray-robed man once, but was deeply embedded in his shoulder. Jiang Zuo, who was forced to hold the sword tightly, was so frightened that his whole body became weak, his palms were sweating, and he struggled to yank his hand away. return.

Gu Jinhuai squeezed his hand even more tightly, exerted force on his wrist, and continued to press down.

The blunt sound of the sword being stuck in the bone sounded muffled, and the grinding feeling of holding the hilt of the sword came more and more clearly.

"Tick tock", "tick tock", blood gurgled and splashed out from the wound, the blood quickly soaked his gray robe, and a large deep red blood stain spread out on the gray robe, dripping down the sleeve .

Jiang Zuo was so frightened that his mind went blank, he held his breath, his body was covered with goosebumps, he closed his eyes, pretended to be dizzy, and fell limply into Gu Jinhuai's arms.

Gu Jinhuai lowered his head and hugged Jiangzuo who almost slipped and fell to the ground, and let go of the right hand that was holding the hilt of the sword.

He silently stared at Jiang Zuo, who was lying in his arms, obviously pretending to be dizzy. The gloomy black mist covering his face dissipated in an instant, as if the cold-blooded cruelty had never appeared before, his eyes With a slight pick, the guard pulled down the man in the gray robe who was covered in sweat on the ground and his expression was soaked in blood and softened into a puddle of mud. Then he carried the man in his arms and went back to the dormitory.

But after leaving for a morning, the empty living room lost the slightest sense of vigor, and the objects in the room seemed to be surrounded by invisible shadows, and even the breath he exhaled carried a chill that stings the heart.

Gu Jinhuai stood at the door, looking at the huge but cold dormitory, his face was a little numb, as if he had just returned to his concubine's death, and he was facing an empty and cold room, staring blankly in the quiet darkness. Both eyes, until the eyes are aching, the sky is white, and there is no dreadful night without the slightest drowsiness.

——At this time, there is only my bosom, the warmth in my bosom can be absorbed.

Dazzling madness floated on his face, he hugged the person in his arms even tighter, and pressed his face against his cool and soft cheeks.

After placing Jiang Zuo gently on the bed, Gu Jinhuai sat beside the bed, and did not make a sound to pierce the person pretending to be dizzy, but called his servants to summon Dr. Xu.

Jiang Zuo closed his eyes and lay on his back on the bed: It's useless to call the doctor, do you think I'll care about you.

362: ... Heh, is the host dancing on the edge of a broken leg again?

Dr. Xu, who came in a hurry, looked at Jiang Zuo whose eyelashes were trembling non-stop, and then at the prince with a serious face, and bit the bullet to give Jiang Zuo a diagnosis.

Doctor Xu was surprised, and said back, "My lord, this young master's pulse is very strange..."

Jiang Zuo was super calm: Yoyo, you shameless quack, it's useless to lie to me, I have a really good mental quality.

"...It seems that he took the deadly poison not long ago, but there seems to be other toxins in his body, which caused the two kinds of poison to fuse and cancel, and he survived..."

——The strange thing is that not only did he survive, but his body was not weakened, and he was still alive and well.

Dr. Xu looked at the person who was pretending to be dizzy on the bed, but he didn't finish the second half of the sentence.

Two poisons?Gu Jinhuai frowned, he rubbed Jiang Zuo's palm, his face darkened.

The prince sent spies to the palace. In order to ensure their loyalty, he usually poisoned them to avoid being betrayed. Who would be the one who poisoned him for the second time...?

Jiang Zuo, who had indeed been poisoned once, couldn't help pricking up his ears: Two kinds of poison?When did I get two kinds of poison...? ?

362 thought for a while: Well, does the host still remember the poison that the holy monk fed you in the last world...

Jiang Zuo thought about it carefully, and the anger of being deceived rose again: Is it the one who forced the holy monk to put it in a beautiful bottle and tricked me into drinking it as the antidote? !

362: ...Well, since the body of the previous world is still used, the poison on the host seems to be neutralized with the poison fed to you by the holy monk in the previous world... That's why the host has been poisoned but still can't There's no reason to be dead or even alive.

Calculated in this way, he was a blessing in disguise. Jiang Zuo, whose life was guaranteed, was relieved, not only not nervous, but even began to feel a little drowsy.

Jiang Zuo is confused: But, who is the person who poisoned me...

There are a lot of mysteries in this world. First, someone blamed him for messing up the hero's study, then someone poisoned him, and today he was stuffed with a pack of poison for no reason.

I don't know who is behind the disappearance of the palace, maybe it is the prince who has never met but is more troublesome than himself?

"This back and forth has caused the young master's bones... a little... to be weaker..." Dr. Xu wiped the sweat from his forehead, "...it's nothing serious, my lord, don't worry. Prescribe some body-replenishing medicines, and within two days of treatment, you will be able to liven up."

Without Wang Ye's permission for him to step down, Doctor Xu had no choice but to stand aside and wait after he finished prescribing the medicine.

After a long time, Gu Jinhuai turned his head and asked casually, "If these few days...have sex..."

"...Will it hurt his body?"

Jiang Zuo suddenly opened his eyes: I'll wipe!Dead man, don't even think about it! !

Dr. Xu paused for a moment, buried his head and said, "No serious problem, no serious problem..."

Seeing that Jiang Zuo finally "woke up", Gu Jinhuai asked Dr. Xu to step back, raised the corners of his eyes and snorted coldly, "...are you willing to wake up?"

Jiang Zuo pretended not to hear, he tugged on Gu Jinhuai's sleeve, pretended to be dying, and said weakly, "Cough... tell me... tell me about the prince..."

He would like to hear if that bitch the prince has done so many things.

362:"……"

"The prince is rich and handsome, with great ambitions. If he succeeds in ascending the throne in the future, he will be the king of a country." Gu Jinhuai stared at Jiang Zuo's face and said word by word.

Jiang Zuo was fascinated: "He is so nice, why do he always fight against you? Do you want to reflect on yourself?"

Gu Jinhuai looked at Jiang Zuo quietly, his black eyes were filled with thick bottomless blackness, he buried his face on his neck, but said other things, "Ten years ago, there was a very beloved man in the palace. concubine..."

He was stuck in memory, and he spoke intermittently, "...It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. The empress, the crown prince and several courtiers... conspired... and arranged a plan to send someone to rape her... and to kill her at a young age... The six-year-old child pressed aside, holding his chin...forcibly opened his eyelids, and let him witness the whole process..."

The man with the candlelight that night had pain in his eyes, his eyes were dry and red when he was forced open, he struggled to shed tears, his eyes were covered with tears, and the disgusting picture in front of him was somewhat distorted, only the coarse cloth stuffed in his mouth It smelled disgusting, and the two thick hands that were holding his eyelids exuded a foul smell.

He cried and fell into a coma, and when he woke up, he realized that his mother and concubine had admitted to stealing someone for some reason, and was thrown into the dungeon, while his father stayed in the queen's bedroom, closing the door No one is seen.

Only the old servant who was waiting on the side felt sorry for him, tried a lot of tricks, and finally got through the door, took him sneaking into the dungeon to meet the concubine mother, but unexpectedly, he ran into those people and forcibly hanged her The scene in the dungeon.

The old servant tightly covered his mouth to prevent him from making a sound, and said distressedly in his ear, "Sixth prince... bear with it for a while, bear with it for a while... going out now is just sending you to death... only the powerful Wake up, and you will be able to avenge Concubine Zhen in the future..."

"The queen and the prince are in a party, and this king will never let it go..." He buried his head in Jiang Zuo's neck, and said in a gloomy manner, but he didn't shed a single tear, he just bit fiercely on Jiang Zuo's collarbone On the ground, a tooth mark was bitten hard.

They took so much away from him, they never thought of taking away the person in his arms at this moment.

Even if the prince sends the person beside him, he can never escape from him——

Twist his legs and tie them up with chains, even if he does everything he can, he must be hidden in a place that only he can see, so that he can only moan under his body, except for himself There was nothing left in his breath, and he couldn't think of anything but himself.

Unexpectedly, the male lead's life experience is so bleak, Jiang Zuo wanted to push his hand away, paused, then reached out and patted his shoulder, and argued weakly, "But I really don't know any prince. ah……"

There is no light in the room, only the constant heat that surrounds his broad chest.

After a while, the servant outside the house brought the medicine bowl, Gu Jinhuai took the medicine bowl from the food table, took a sip with his mouth, and then came up, intending to feed Jiang Zuo the medicine.

Jiang Zuo, who was originally very resistant to drinking the medicine, suddenly remembered that this was the tonic prescribed by the doctor just now. After drinking it, he would be strong and alive. Wouldn't he be able to beat him violently when the man forced him?

Jiang Zuo stretched out his hand happily, wanting to take the medicine bowl from Gu Jinhuai's hand: "...I'll do it myself..."

As soon as this sentence was said, Gu Jinhuai had already kissed Jiang Zuo with the medicine juice in his mouth. He sucked and bit Jiang Zuo's slightly swollen lips that had been bitten, and his lips and tongue were entangled fiercely. The corners of his closed lips dripped down to his chin, and condensed into a drop that slowly flowed onto his soft milky white collarbone.

When the lips left, a thin and long lustrous silver line was drawn from the corners of the lips of the two of them.

Gu Jinhuai pressed him, and licked away the shallow medicine juice accumulated in his collarbone groove bit by bit.

"Doctor Xu said...it's okay to do that..."

After going around for a long time without leaving the topic of crispy duck, Jiang Zuo said indifferently: Oh, but I don't think so.