Fast time travel: The paranoid villain is sucking in my arms

Anan is hiding something from him, that's for sure.

Since she didn't want to tell, he didn't want to know either.

"Anan."

"Um?"

Rong Jing took out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve, with gentle eyes, "There is a little blood on your face, can I wipe it off for you?"

Nan Xiao looked at him, neither refusing nor being able to refuse.

Rong Jing wiped it for her gently, and curved his thin lips, "Anan, you looked so cute just now. I have never seen you look so cute."

"Huh? Cute?"

So cute?

Do I look that easy to deceive?

Nan Xiao cursed in her heart, but she couldn't help but smile.

Rong Jing snorted softly, put his hands on his hips and said, "Of course, in my heart, every move Anan makes is cute, even every hair on your body is cute."

The corners of Nan Xiao's mouth rose even more, and she raised her hand to pinch his chin, "Oh my, who did you learn this from? Why did your mouth become so sweet all of a sudden?"

Rong Jing saw that she finally smiled, and he felt much relieved.

"I'm all self-taught."

Rong Jing grabbed her troublesome hand and stared at the green-white finger, which was soft and attractive. He opened his mouth slightly and wanted to bite it.

Nan Xiao noticed his movement and deliberately pulled back to prevent him from biting her.

"Anan... is really bad."

He chuckled, his voice was clear and sweet, and it made his ears pregnant.

Rong Jing complained, but still insisted on biting it, as if he would never give up if he didn't let him bite her.

Nan Xiao's eyes narrowed, and she raised her eyebrows to tease him deliberately. Whenever he was about to bite, she suddenly retracted her hand.

The two of them played around like this for a while, with laughter and laughter ringing from time to time in the palace, and finally they hugged each other while playing.

"Anan."

Rong Jing put his forehead against hers, his hot breath spraying on her cheek, and he was intimate with her.

"Huh?" Nan Xiao also looked up at him, "What do you want to say?"

Rong Jing's eyes were serious: "Anan, I'm not afraid of the way you looked just now, so don't hide from me, okay?"

Nan Xiao was slightly startled, "Why aren't you afraid?"

When they saw my appearance, they were frightened to death.

How could anyone be unafraid?

"Because the person I love is you, not who you are. Anan has obviously said this to me before, why have I forgotten it now?"

Rong Jing raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard this. He couldn't hold it back, so he raised his hand to pinch her cute little face.

"It seems that Anan is really a little fool."

"Heh, little fool, right?"

Nan Xiao smiled slightly, but she was also rude and pulled the soft flesh on the side of his face with her hands, causing him to scream in pain.

"It hurts, it hurts... Anan, please be gentle..."

Nan Xiao smiled and let go of her hand this time.

Humph, you even call me a little fool.

I don’t know who is the cutest little fool.

Rong Jing was taught a lesson and became more honest now.

He also leaned over and kissed the place where he had just kissed.

"Okay, Anan, don't be angry anymore. I was wrong. It's all my fault."

Nan Xiao folded her arms and pretended to be cold and ruthless.

"It was your fault in the first place."

Rong Jing hugged her soft waist tightly, kissed her face again, and then spoke warmly.

"Yeah, Anan is right. I am the stupidest little fool in the world. Fortunately, I have Anan who doesn't dislike me."

Nan Xiao was so coaxed that she felt a little elated.

Who did the little idiot learn this sweet talk from?

Is it really self-taught?

Rong Jing looked at the smile on her face, lowered his head and rubbed her neck, "I hope that Anan and I will always be like this, and we don't have any grudges."

"It's not easy for us to meet across the vast sea of ​​people. I think that in the next time, we will be together well. If possible, I hope we will never quarrel."

He often regrets why he could not meet his Anan earlier.

If he had met her earlier, he would have packed Anan away and hidden her with him to take good care of her.

That way, they would have a lot of time together.

How long he can live will not be like he is now, all depends on the number of poisonous attacks.

The less you have, the longer you can live.

Nan Xiao smiled and said: "Your hope is not my hope? But whether we quarrel or not depends on fate. Maybe we will quarrel without knowing it."

She spoke it as truthfully as if she had experienced it herself.

Rong Jing nodded blankly.

However, he swore in his heart that he would never quarrel with Anan.

"Also, you don't need to be careful in front of me, it makes me look scary."

Nan Xiao has felt this way since the last Cold War.

This little fool is really sharp.

It's so sensible that it makes people feel distressed...

Since she said so, Rong Jing no longer hides her.

"Anan, have you been bullied by other fairies before?"

When Rong Jing asked this question, his eyes stared at her for a moment, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.

Nan Xiao paused for a moment, then chuckled: "Oh, that's so funny, how could I be bullied by others? It would be nice if I didn't bully others."

Rong Jing's eyes looked unclear, and he hugged him into his arms and said with a smile: "That's right, my Anan is so powerful, how can he be bullied?"

He didn't know what Anan had experienced in the past.

But Anan's future is protected by him.

Rong Jing thought about what happened just now.

A little concubine of Rong Qi dared to bully him in front of him. Naturally, he would bear this debt on Rong Qi's head.

He had heard some rumors about that ugly monster before. With Master Nan's low-key temperament, it was impossible for such a person to let her appear at the banquet with great fanfare.

That's what Rong Qi brought here.

And the dagger in her hand.

It was given by Rong Qi.

Rong Jing's eyes were filled with a deep chill, and the corners of his mouth raised an icy arc.

Let him think about it, what does Rong Qi care about most?

Oh, it’s the throne...

Also, only if he sits in that supreme position, Anan will not be bullied by these minions.

All those bullshit side concubines and princesses should get out of here.

The palace banquet came to an end, and the people in the palace were sent out of the palace one by one by Rong Jing.

In the middle of the night, the palace was very quiet.

Two imperial doctors were giving acupuncture to Tian Sheng Emperor who was lying on the hospital bed.

After Tiansheng Emperor rolled down the stone steps, he remained unconscious and his breath was weak.

There were also several princes and concubines standing in the palace.

Outside the palace, all the ministers except Mr. Nan did not leave, but stood in the cold wind.

It has not yet been decided whether the Heavenly Holy Emperor is dead or alive, and the country cannot be without a king for a day. At this critical moment, they will never leave.

The two imperial doctors finally finished the injection.

Rong Qi asked anxiously, "How is it? How is your father?"

An imperial doctor sighed and said: "Your Majesty, this is a symptom of a stroke. Hemiplegia, limb weakness, maybe...his legs will no longer be able to walk."

Doesn't that mean that the father can't go to court and can't take care of things?

Then a heir must be designated to take over the throne!

Rong Qi's eyes burst out with joy.

The imperial doctor: "..."

As if paying attention to the imperial doctor's expression, Rong Qi immediately changed his face, ran to the bed, and cried bitterly: "Father, father..."

He looked mournful, and those who didn't know it thought it was the death of the Heavenly Holy Emperor.

The ministers outside the palace frowned when they heard this.

"Dead? Is this a death?"

A group of people rushed into the temple in a hurry, and then they were disappointed.

At that time, Tian Sheng Emperor happened to wake up and heard a burst of mournful cries.

He was upset and felt that the crying was unlucky.

Just when I wanted to reprimand him out loud, I found that I couldn't speak clearly.

"Ah...ah..."

The Tiansheng Emperor's mouth was tilted, saliva was flowing down, and he could not speak a single fluent word.

"Father, what did you say?" Rong Qi was closest to him, put his ear to listen, and then said loudly, "What? Father, you said you want to pass the throne to me?!"

Tiansheng Emperor: "..."