Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Kibai patted his back, “Why are you coughing again? ”

Yin Xueyuan took a small breath and shook his head with some agony.

Shen Kibai noticed that the juvenile's body was a little icy, and quickly brought over the small fireplace prepared in advance, "Cover it quickly. ”

The teenager covered the stove, his face finally looked better, his voice was slightly mute explaining, “The doctor said that I was not well, inevitably better than ordinary people, the wife should not worry...” He paused, “It may be better in a few days...”

Shen Kibai went to touch his hand, and the back of his hand was also cold. In case of some shock, he hesitated and leaned back against his body.

Yin Xueyuan smiled slightly, his eyes slightly bright, and his lips smiled implicitly.

Jun Shao Mei couldn't help but look at the past and discover that they were about to stick together.

Perhaps he noticed his eyes, and the teenager looked over, as if the stars' eyes clearly reflected his face, and then stunned and smiled politely for a moment.

Jun Xiaomei loved the color of green bamboo, so she had the most green shirts.

Wearing this color on teenagers, it is neither pale nor stretchy, as if it were an early morning grass stained with dewy pearls, comfortable and fresh.

His skin is white, although morbid, but his wins are delicate and beautiful, and his temperament is pitiful. Instead of being worse than the beauty of the inclined country, he has an unspeakable taste.

Jun Xiaomei felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He turned his eyes slightly. He did not reflect on the reason for this. Only because the colour of the clothes he liked was worn on others, he had a subtle mood.

Yin Xueyuan retracted his gaze and ticked his lip slightly invisible.

Turning around, the appearance of sickness and paleness has been restored during the week.

He coughed a few times, perhaps because he was holding the stove too warm and his eyelids shrugged.

Shen Kibai noticed the faint blue color of the teenager's eyes and had to ask softly, "Did you not sleep well last night? ”

Yin Xueyuan's face was slightly reddish and said softly, “I just can't sleep...”

Shen Mubai hesitated, still holding him gently in his arms, “All right, go to sleep, I'll call you when I get to the king. ”

The teenager leaned over his head because his tired eyes were a little wet and overflowing, and his soft voice said, “Please trouble the wife. ”

The carriage travels smoothly, accompanied by that long breath.

“Prince, here we are. ”

The accompanying guard shouted.

Shen Kibai replied, “The king knows. ”

She saw the teenager in her arms sleeping sweetly, shouting, "Snow Abyss. ”

The other side opened his eyes somewhat blindly, "Wife master? ”

“has arrived at the palace.” Shen Wood White Road, “go down. ”

Yin Xueyuan nodded and coughed again.

Shen Mubai stepped out of the car and took him down.

Her breath was a little unstable to put each other in place.

Jun Shao Mei followed closely, Shen Mubai had not had time to slow down, only to see the horse suddenly slip his hooves.

The man who was lifting one foot in the car was a slurper.

She grabbed each other quickly with her eyes open.

At this point, a small shout came from behind.

Shumwood turned around unconsciously and saw the horse stretch his neck and wanted to smell the young man in green shirt.

The other side is slightly stiff, some frightened standing in place, little face is white.

The teenager is thin and the weight is not light.

Mavrimara tightened the reins, which stopped the horse.

“Snowflake, are you all right?” She hurried over and asked.