Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke

This itch lasted for a while before it improved. Fortunately, there was no other reaction except this reaction.

Yan Qiu will have bottomed out, putting down a porcelain bowl covered with a layer of red liquid, wringing out the water and wiping around the wounds of Shi Sheng, and lifting the quilt to cover her. "Sleep my room today, I will go to the study." "

Shi Sheng's face buried in the quilt suddenly lifted up, said weakly: "Aren't you sleeping with me?"

Yan Qiu froze and said dryly: "Whether men and women don't accept each other, we... haven't got married yet."

"I don't mind." It doesn't matter if you get married or not, it's just him.

"I……"

"I am uncomfortable." Shi Sheng interrupted Yan Qiu, "What if there are any side effects?"

Yan Qiu suddenly couldn't speak, and after a while he held back a sentence, "Then, then I will accompany you by the bed, you sleep."

Shi Sheng glanced at him, turned his head, and buried his head in the quilt.

Yan Qiu said that she was with her by the bed, and she really sat by the bed until dawn.

It is impossible to heal the wound once. It is necessary to use this method for seven days.

The blood in the human body is not small, but it is put in this way every day, and it can't stand it anymore, Yan Qiu's face begins to pale.

"Your Highness, drink bowl of ginseng soup." Xuan Chen placed the boiled ginseng soup in front of Yanqiu. "You have two days to go, can't you go on like this, why not use your subordinates?"

Yan Qiu shook his head. "What happened to Ning Huan?"

"Nothing happened, but...the palace sent someone to pass the orders, and Qiu hunting asked you to accompany you." Xuan Chen paused. "His Royal Highness, his subordinates do not recommend you to go. The emperor is afraid to take the opportunity to get rid of you this time. "

Yan Qiu drank the ginseng soup in one gulp, and his eyes suddenly gleamed, "Get rid of me? It's not that easy, I'm going to take a cushion when I die."

"Then do you bring red brocade?"

Yan Qiu's ruthless light was replaced by a soft color. "Even if I don't take her, she will go by herself."

If he died, how could she live?She has to die with him...

Xuanchen opened her mouth and stopped talking.

"Why, what do you say?"

Yan Qiu asked, and Xuanchen wasn't hiding it. He said directly, "Your Highness, are you paying so much for her? She...the identity is still a little unclear."

"There's nothing worth it or not." Yan Qiu lowered his eyes. "I didn't hesitate when I did these things. Since it's my instinct, I don't need to exercise restraint. Even in the end... I recognize it."

I got the answer. Not only did Xuanchen not relax, but he was even more nervous anyway. How did His Highness look like a person?

Seven days later, Shi Sheng's wound healed, leaving only a pale pink scar on his back, which still looked daunting.

Shi Sheng put on his clothes one by one and hung the dust outside. When she saw her coming out, a gleam of light flashed under his eyes. He bent slightly, "His Royal Highness is in Xiyuan."

Her Highness likes her now, she is half master.

"Did anyone find me these days?"

"The host of Qingfengtang has been here, but he was bombarded by His Royal Highness." Xuan Chen said blankly: "Hongjin, don't let your Highness down."

Since His Highness chose her, his only hope now is this woman, not to lie to His Highness.

Shi Sheng twitched his lips, confidently saying: "Of course I will not let him down."

"I hope." Xuan Chen dropped this sentence and walked in the other direction, not looking forward to seeing her.

Shi Sheng found Yan Qiu in the pavilion of Xiyuan. Those words that were not written last time were already finished, and they were spreading in front of him.

Killing swallows.

He looked at the few words and was amazed. Even when Sheng came over, he didn't seem to notice.

"You don't know if you are killed like this, can you be a little vigilant?" Shi Sheng approached him.

"I know it's you." Yan Qiu said lightly.

Shi Sheng was suddenly happy, pulling Yan Qiu's sleeve and pasting it.

Yan Qiu hid, but her hand supported her waist, "Don't make trouble."

Shi Sheng pouted, leaning on his chest and looking at the words on the table, "What's wrong, want to rebel?"

Yan Qiu stretched out his hand to cover the rice paper, his voice lowered, like a low voice coming from his throat, "I'm afraid that I will lose and I can't even protect you."

"Be more confident! Rebellion is about taking out the rebellious momentum. You are worried about losing before you start. Where can you win!" Shi Sheng patted his shoulder, "You are pressing the head first, then you Won by half."

"I have lost too many things." Yan Qiu sat down holding Shi Sheng and asked her to hold a pen. He held her hand to write. "When I was very young, I thought I was the luckiest prince. My Queen Mother and Father Emperor."

"Before ten years old, I was no different from other princes, even more arrogant and unscrupulous, because I knew that my father would support me."

"That was the tenth birthday..." Yan Qiu paused and kissed Shi Sheng's face on his side, as if seeking security, "Many people came to celebrate my life, the scene was spectacular, but I didn't see the father emperor , So I sneaked away from the banquet and went to the father emperor."

"I didn’t hear what the father emperor said, but when the father emperor saw me, he suddenly awoke from the hate and disgust in his eyes. Although the father emperor quickly collected that look, he didn’t show it again. But I can’t forget anything in my heart."

"The people around me are arranged by the Father and Emperor. For a long time, I think they are monitoring me. The older I grow, the more things I see. The Father and Emperor spoil me on the surface. What other people see, he puts me on the cusp of the storm, and if I stand unsteady, I will be engulfed."

"I lost my freedom and ego and became a chess piece he played with. For a long time, I couldn't understand it. Even if a person is ruthless, he can be so unforgiving. But now I understand..."

Yan Qiu made a final note, "So, I don't want to lose you again."

On rice paper, black and white-the emperor's house, this is ruthless.

When Shi Sheng moved his hand, the brush-like words of a dog crawling appeared below—the sky wouldn't allow you, so he went against the sky.

It took Yan Qiu a long time to sip his lips and smile, "You're so much practice."

I don't know how to embroider. I write a word like a dog crawling. I don't think about playing the piano or writing poems. Don't even think about it, killing people and setting fire would be a slippery...

"The word is not important, look at the content!" Shi Sheng lit the blank space of the rice paper, and her brush writing was like a ghost, and the person who could draw the characters could not understand the brush.

"It's a big talk," he said, but his tone was full of spoils.

"I'm going to fight tuberculosis with that word. Would you like to go?" Shi Sheng turned around and hugged Yanqiu's neck, looking up at him slightly.

"Talking tuberculosis?" Who?

"Qingfengtang."

Yan Qiu: "..."

That little white face?No, little black face?What's the little black face worth her attention?

Little black face:!???WTF???