Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Kibai looked at the man in front of him, the beautiful face line was deep, tall and strong under the nose beam, thin lips were sexy, without talking about identity first, the mere value of the face can make a group of women become like.

Even if you smile, the natural form of power and momentum attracts a lot of sight.

It was about perceiving her eyes, smelling people lifting their eyes, the look in their eyes softened a little, and held her whole person.

Shen Mubai was tired of struggling, hesitated and asked, "Brother Wu... have you ever thought about standing up for the princess? ”

Her voice just dropped, the man's face immediately sank, his pitch-black eyes looked at her straight, "Do you want Five Brothers Princesses? ”

The Shen Mu Bai crisis was very oily, and immediately, “I have all the folds of the ministers, and there are no princesses in the rear palace, which is really... strange. ”

"I don't know how to stand a princess," he said. ”

Shen Kibai was really afraid that he had a brain smoke. He wanted to tell the world to marry his “own sister”. He thought about it and swallowed the words back.

It's just... it's hard to say anything about the future anyway.

The smeller saw her not talking, her face slowed down and kissed her forehead. "If you really want to go to that point, the Emperor's Fifth Brother is also inappropriate. ”

Shen Wood's head burst out of nowhere, but he didn't say a word for half a day.

The smeller kissed and rubbed || the gun caught fire, Shen Kibai listened to his panting, just felt unable to eat, refused words were swallowed up before he could speak.

Those hands with thin cocoons slipped all the way down, leaving silk chestnuts on their slippery skin.

Smell a dark and mute voice in her ear, “Five brothers gently, you should be able to bear it. ”

It is true that there is some restraint, but with this level of courage, Shen Wood White is tired of not lifting a finger.

She lay down in the mattress and smelled the man's death already in the morning.

The system says, "There is still a difference between unnatural and natural deaths, at least it is the princess of a big country, you are a little prepared, it will be a while. ”

Shen Mubai complained, “Such trouble. ”

The body of the medicine can, a major illness is beyond cure, looks perfectly normal.

Hua 'an Palace smells of medicine every day. It smells a gloomy and uncertain mood. It is only in front of her that she is indomitable and repressed.

The white mouth of the sunken wood is bitter, and the pale face grew.

The smeller was no longer in the morning dynasty. He stayed in Hua 'an Palace all day. Wen Wu Baiguan rioted and sent it every day for a fold. He didn't even look at it.

For this reason, Shen Mubai was in a complicated mood, and her emotions are now turning into a catastrophe for Hongyan.

It snowed heavily last night, layer by layer very thick.

The smell of a man holding her in his arms with a hot body, tired and dull, “Is it warm? ”

Shen Kibai whispered, “It's not cold, let's go to the morning. ”

She can imagine what the rhetoric of those people is.

The smeller kissed her forehead, "Nothing happened in the middle of the day. ”

Shen Kibai looked out, “I want to see the snow. ”

The man frowned, but got up, put a fox joe on her and took her out of Hua 'an Palace.

Though in the ice and snow, Shen Wood White did not feel cold, and the constant warmth came from each other, and his body was tight.

She said, "Fifth Brother, I dreamed of the mother-in-law yesterday. ”

The smeller tightened his arms, like trying to melt her into his own bone blood, and the breath was confused.

Shen Kibai was quiet after that sentence.

The color of the sky is a little dull, as it was when the first snow came down.

The light smoke followed behind her, the little girl stepped in the thick snow and said to several children who had bullied the teenager on the ground with a crisp voice, "Stop. ”

It snowed again and landed on the ground, smelling people in their arms standing on their feet for two hours.

The supervisor behind him couldn't help but whisper, "Your Majesty, this snow is too heavy, you should go back to the palace. ”

Smell a man glanced at him with his side face.

The eunuch looked horrified and pounced down on his knees and kowtowed his head. “Forgive the Emperor, slaves should not talk. ”

It was not long before he lifted his face carefully and glanced at the immovable princess in his arms. The whole person was frozen and his face was lowered again.

The Ninth Princess of Beilinguo died ill. When the womb had no concubine today, the throne was passed on to the royal family.