Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Yin Xueyuan covered her chest and her beautiful eyes filled with a little water color, "I'm having some pain here. ”

Aoki shouted, "Master? What's wrong with you?”

The motion caused several people's eyes, and Shen Mubai was also frightened. He quickly broke Ji Shuiyan's hand and went one step forward, "Snow Abyss, are you all right? ”

“Wife lord..." the boy held by the waiter raised his face slightly, covered his chest, his eyes wet, “I hurt so much..”

Shen Kibai hurriedly turned his face, “Go get the doctor! ”

The teenager grabbed the corner gently and shook his head. The pale face looked transparent and his lips pale. “I just need a break. ”

He said, biting his lip, “My wife and brother go first, I'll be there later. ”

Shen Mubai didn't mean to go first. He had to be patient. "It's okay, we'll wait for you for a while. ”

She asked Aoki to hold the person and sat down. There was nothing else around her. She had to pull the teenager to her side. "If you don't mind, lean on me for a while. ”

Yin Xueyuan grabbed the woman's sleeve tightly, nodded, then put her head on, lips softly said, “My wife is so kind to me. ”

Shen Kibai worried about his body and asked, “Does it still hurt? Shall we call the doctor? ”

The teenager shook his head, “I've seen it before, I'm sick, I just need a break. ”

Shen Mubai was a little uncomfortable. Afraid that this was a heart attack, he asked a few more questions. After learning the answer, he slowly relaxed.

Ji Shuiyan glanced coldly at the two people and snorted coldly, "Why don't you just die of pain?” He kicked the rock under his feet, "Hello, Miao Ren Ink. ”

Miao Renmin Mo turned his face and looked at him, "What is it? ”

Ji Shuiqiao, “You said," Why is the king suddenly concerned about this sickness? ”

He thought it strange, you know, if he didn't know so many men in this royal palace, he didn't know there was such a number. After all, Nalan Wuzhong rarely talks about juveniles, who knew that he would rob a half-dead man to come back and send him back, but he didn't, so he stayed in the royal palace.

Miaoren Mu coldly said, “I don't know. ”

Ji Shuiyan was worried, “He doesn't look like a good deal to deal with. What if he hurts the king? ”

Miaoren frowned slightly, “Impossible, he doesn't seem to have any internal strength, just an ordinary person. ”

Ji Shuiyan rolled his eyes, “Who stipulates that ordinary people can't hurt the king, what if it's detailed? ”

“What are you playing at?” Miao Man Mo didn't think it was meant to be, "didn't you leave the Imperial Palace sooner or later? What does the King's safety matter to you? ”

Ji Shuiyan's face was stiff, “Who... who said I was leaving the Imperial Palace? ”

Miao Ren Mo said, "Didn't you just like Naran's wealth? That's enough. If you don't go, you're staying here? ”

Seeing through the thoughts in his heart, Ji Shuiyan was somewhat ashamed into anger, “Why don't you try to practice your bullshit Dan medicine for the feng shui of this royal palace? ”

Miaoren Mo faintly said, “So what does this have to do with you? ”

Cold chuckled at the unknown meaning of cigarettes.

Jun Xiaomei looked at the woman whispering to the teenager. The gentleness between the eyebrows was incredibly quiet and peaceful. He had no cause for doubt.

I don't know when women have been less enthusiastic about him than they used to be, in front of outsiders, just in superficial form.

Jun Xiaomei retracted his gaze, but it had nothing to do with him no matter what he became.

Close the blinds, and there's another woman's face inside.