Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

A teenager in white coughed up his lips a few times, and Aoki next to him couldn't bear to be angry and unequal, “Prince Ji, why are you targeting my master everywhere? ”

Ji Shuiyan forked his waist, “Master talk, what are you talking about? ”

Aoki was choked not lightly, and left his mouth open. “It's not because my master is too bully. ”

Ji Shuiyan felt strange and looked at it with a cynical oblique glance. "You are a very interesting slave. What kind of Ecstasy did Yin Xueyuan give you? You protect him everywhere, and you don't know that you look like a fool in the eyes of others. ”

“You...” Green wood's face held blue, violet and purple, angry enough to smoke.

Yin Xueyuan frowned slightly, “Brother Ji, what are you talking about?”

Perhaps he didn't like to say bad things during the week, so he suffocated the word. Snowy white sick little face appeared a little red, “Whatever comes at me, it's not bad for Green Wood, Ji Brother Mo. ”

Ji Shuiyan snorted, “You can pretend, you can never show your horses and feet for life. ”

The teenager turned pale again and tried to refute it, but couldn't bear to cough lightly.

Ji Shuiyan couldn't bear to say, “How many days has this been coughing? How many times has the doctor seen it? How can he cough like he can't catch his breath? ”

Aoki hurried to help the teenager, Aikido, “Master Ji, my master was in a worse shape and recovered slower than others. Why are you aggressive? My master should be bullied because he is good in character and kind in heart? ”

Ji Shuiyan glanced at him and pointed at him. “What are you, dare you call me? ”

Aoki was an inferior, his mouth trembled, and he mumbled, "It is. ”

Shen Mubai saw the scene start to get confused again, the frontal horn blue muscle jumped, “Give this Wang An a point! ”

A few of them just stopped for a while.

“Snowflake.” Shen Kibai still had some palpitations about the dream. His eyes were sudden and he coughed a few times. "What's the matter with you? ”

The teenager shook his head and whispered softly, “Since the snow pit is later, let's talk about it first, brother. ”

Ji Shuiyang snorted and raised his chin slightly, like a peacock, "You know each other. ”

Immediately afterwards, he glanced mournfully, "My lord, the slave family spent several hours today cooking soup for you, and no one knows who took it. ”

Obviously it was such a tragic thing, but Shen Kibai couldn't have any sympathy. He even wanted to laugh a little. Thinking about it, it was a little unkind, so he consoled, “Nothing, your heart knows. ”

Ji Shuiyan twisted the water snake's waist and took out her shallow-like fingers, clapping her mouth, “Your Highness, the Nu family burned a bubble to make you soup. ”

Shen Mubai glanced casually and saw that the skin was definitely a little red, so he ordered Liu 'er to take the bottle of medicine back to Prince Ji. ”

Liu 'er, "...”

Ji Shuiyan, "...”

Naoto Shen, “Why are you still standing here? Go. ”

That's it?

Ji Shuiyan is a fool.

Normally, even if the Prince was harsh, he would still be thinking about how good he was.

Miaoren smiled coldly at the side with no politeness.

Ji Shuiyan immediately blew his hair and glanced at him, “What are you so proud of? Do you really think you're different from me? ”

Miaoren Mo ignored him and stepped forward, “My lord, I came this time to ask for your help in finding some medicine. ”