The vicious villain is in luck again

Lonicera looked toward the horizon dreamily, raising her hands in front of her chest.

"This is what is written in the script. Even if I can't keep your heart, I still want to keep your person."

"So romantic, so domineering, I like it so much."

Seeing that she was obviously trapped in her fantasy, Nian Qiu patted her forehead with one hand.

"What storybook did you secretly read again?"

She shook her head helplessly.

"How stupid I am to believe what you say."

Tonghua Hall.

Ji Qinghan seemed to have fallen into a deep sea, and his whole body was terribly cold.

He originally thought that by changing his physique, he could begin to fulfill his long-cherished wish.

This hope was ruthlessly shattered by Luo Anran in the middle of the night.

So what if your physical condition improves, what if you practice medicine and poison, what if you defeat the enemy with one move?

Wasn't he still being pinned down by her and humiliated at will?

If you can't even deal with a Yingguo princess, how can you talk about going back for revenge?

"You must not die."

Who was saying this over and over again in his ears?

Is there anyone in this world who really cares about his life or death?

A little light suddenly broke through the darkness, and the woman's smiling face was vaguely revealed.

Was it his mother who came to pick him up?

This world is too cold, and only his mother can give him a little warmth.

"Mother..."

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, but the scene in front of him changed.

"This child is so handsome, just like a little girl."

In a corner of the palace, eunuchs with lewd eyes surrounded the women inside.

The woman's hair was in a messy bun, and her clothes had been torn apart quite a bit, revealing her red mandarin duck bellyband.

She fiercely protected the child in her arms and said in a panicked voice, "No, you can't touch him!"

"He is the emperor's child!"

The eunuchs laughed, "Then why doesn't the emperor recognize him?"

She was incoherent and breathing rapidly. She only grabbed the child's shoulders and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty just doesn't know."

"Hmph, who knows where you are from?"

"So what if what this little bitch said is true? We who have lost our roots can play with the women the emperor has played with, and then play with the emperor's seed. This life will be considered worthwhile, hahahahaha."

"ah--"

"How dare this bitch bite me!"

One of the eunuchs was so angry that he slapped the woman's ears with a slap, causing blood to flow from the corners of her mouth.

"No one is allowed to hurt my child!"

They rushed forward to separate the woman from the child in her arms, but the woman went crazy and bit anyone she caught, regardless of how many times she was kicked.

Finally, the eunuchs left cursing.

Only then did the woman relax. She collapsed on the ground and lovingly touched the child's head, "Don't be afraid, Xiaohan. Mom will protect you."

Xiaohan's eyes were filled with tears. He gently leaned in front of the woman and said, "Mom, I will make you a concubine."

Ji Qinghan bent down to touch the woman's face, but his tentacles were empty.

And the scene in front of him changed again.

The woman's disfigured face turned out to be very beautiful after putting on makeup, and her body was no longer a shabby palace maid's dress, but a gorgeous palace dress.

She lay on the ground, her eyes were unfocused, her complexion was so pale that even red makeup couldn't suppress it, and blood was constantly flowing from her lips.

"Mother concubine!"

Xiaohan rushed to her side, tears falling heavily, full of sadness.

"What's wrong with you, concubine?"

She wanted to raise her hand to touch Xiaohan's face, but she dropped it weakly halfway.

"Xiaohan."

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and her voice gradually faded and disappeared in mid-air.

"Okay, stay alive."

Xiaohan hugged the woman, covered in blood, and cried heartbrokenly.

Ji Qinghan covered her chest, feeling heartbroken.

No, he couldn't die. The scumbags who bullied them and killed his mother were still alive and well. How could he give up first?

He is not willing to give in, he is not willing to give in!

In extreme grief and anger, Ji Qinghan opened his eyes.

The morning light is faint, and the bed tent with auspicious cloud patterns is in the eyes, and the fragrance lingers in the nostrils.

There was a sore and numb feeling in the arm on the side of the bed.

Turning his head to look, he saw a head resting quietly on his arm. Under the long hair, half of his face looked harmless.

Why is she here?

He pulled out his arm, but An Ran didn't wake up either. He just frowned in discomfort, moved back and continued to sleep.

"Luo Anran." He called her.

She didn't respond.

He stood up and pushed her forehead with his other hand.

Maybe the lying person was annoyed by this move, so he grabbed his hand and pressed it under his cheek.

The warm and delicate face pressed against the back of his hand, and the soft feeling spread along the hand to the bottom of his heart. Ji Qinghan froze.

An Ran forced himself to look at Ji Qinghan all night, his eyelids kept fighting. In the middle of the night, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he leaned against the edge of the bed and planned to squint for a while.

She didn't know how long she had been squinting. In her daze, something kept moving her. She couldn't bear the disturbance. She just felt that it was Heaven that was bothering her, so she grabbed his claws and pressed them under her head.

.

"Stop making trouble, I'm so tired." She muttered in a tired voice, "I took care of him all night, just let me sleep for a while."

Take care of him all night?

Ji Qinghan paused and did not take out his hand again.

Tiandao was curled up and sleeping soundly when he accidentally opened his eyes and saw someone getting up on the bed.

What the hell, is it an illusion?

He turned around and planned to continue sleeping.

Wait, Ji Qinghan?!

Danger Danger Danger!

Tiandao bounced up from the ground, "Female Goose, wake up quickly!"

The panicked voice penetrated directly into her mind.

An Ran shivered with fright and became angry.

She slapped the case and stood up, opening her eyes angrily, "What's going on? You..."

Ji Qinghan was leaning half of his body, looking up at her, his face was as white as frost, and his clear eyes had unclear emotions.

After regaining consciousness, An Ran squatted down again halfway up.

Unexpectedly, her legs were numb from sleeping on her knees beside the bed. She staggered and fell down unsteadily.

Ji Qinghan was thrown under her.

Tiandao, who had just woken up not long ago, looked at this horrific scene and covered his eyes with his little paws.

Embarrassing, so embarrassing.

An Ran raised her head from the quilt and looked at him.

Ji Qinghan raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling, his expression calm and his breathing slow, as if the person who was knocked down was not him.

She said, "Are you awake?"

This is of course nonsense.

He ignored her.

An Ran brushed her loose hair behind her back, sat down on the bed again, and asked him with concern.

"How do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

The emotions from yesterday were suppressed in her heart, and she couldn't help but talk a few more words, and like Tiandao, she started to ramble.

"It's not just a matter of getting angry. If you don't eat or drink, how can you bear it after a long time?"

"You're still detoxifying, but I don't know what kind of poison you're detoxifying. How can you be poisoned if you're doing well here with me?"

"Thanks to Honeysuckle's medicine, otherwise you wouldn't be able to survive."

Ji Qinghan couldn't help but feel bored while listening to An Ran's mumbling.

I don't want to see her face or hear her voice for a moment.

He closed his eyes and turned his head.

The noisy voice stopped for a moment, and a clear sigh suddenly came to my ears.

"But it's great that you're fine."

There was a sense of relief in his words.

He looked at her subconsciously.

An Ran, who had taken care of him all night, had a faint dark blue under his eyes. His normally energetic face looked tired, and one of his cheeks had a long red mark from sleeping on his side, which was a bit funny.

Even her hair was messy and her clothes were baggy. It looked like she had put them on in a hurry without taking care of them carefully.

She doesn't look like a princess at all. She looks worse than the lowest palace maid.

However, like this, her eyes were all about him at the moment, her smile was warm and soft, and she was truly happy for him to wake up from the bottom of her heart.

"Something is going to happen to you, what should I do?"

He said this as if he couldn't live without him.

Ji Qinghan thought sarcastically.

Indeed, without his blood, what should she do when she becomes poisonous?

Although, I didn't ask for his blood last time.

His hands buried in the quilt secretly squeezed.

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief sincerely.

If the Child of Destiny dies at this time, she and Tiandao will either be kicked out of the small world and seriously injured, or at worst they will dissipate between heaven and earth, and it will take who knows how long it will take for them to condense into human form again.

When the time comes that the incarnation of the pseudo-Tiandao can completely replace them without any effort, then they will really have no choice but to live in the gaps of the world.

"Princess Princess."

Nianqiu knocked on the door, but no one answered, thinking that the princess must have seen Ji Qinghan unconscious and lost her mind.

An Ran was immersed in her own thoughts and didn't even notice Nian Qiu's voice outside the door.

Ji Qinghan looked at her directly, feeling extremely awkward.

Why are you looking at him without making a sound?

He was about to remind her when he heard Nian Qiu's earnest persuasion outside the door.

"My servant knows that you are worried about Shaojun, but you haven't eaten for a day. At least eat something so that you can have the energy to take care of Shaojun."

Oh, I was so worried about his blood that I didn't eat anything for a whole day.

He called out coldly.

"Hello."

"ah?"

An Ran pulled herself away from her thoughts, only to see Ji Qinghan turned his head away and ignored her again.

Only then did she hear Nian Qiu persistently calling her to eat.

He took the food box and looked at it, including porridge, side dishes, and fried medicine.

Carrying the porridge and walking to the bedside, she called him.

"Young Master, let's have something to eat."

Ji Qinghan closed his eyes and didn't respond to her.

"Ji Qinghan."

She raised her voice.

Useless.

An Ran's shoulders slumped and he had no temper at all.

Why is this person so difficult to deal with after he wakes up?

Forget it, considering he almost died.

She softened her tone and said, "Okay, I will admit defeat this time."

"You stay by my side and I will let you go in a year and a half."

Ji Qinghan turned to look at her, as if he was moved by her words, the ice in his eyes melted and sparkled.

"real?"

An Ran nodded.

"real."

Ji Qinghan finally let go and said like an uncle: "Help me up."

An Ran looked at him with the bowl in hand, "Weren't you able to stand up by yourself before?"

Hearing this, he immediately turned sideways and said, "I don't want to eat it."

What a great man!

An Ran stared at the back of his head, grinding his molars, "Okay, I'll help you up."

She put the bowl aside and knelt down on the bed close to him.

She stretched one hand from the back of Ji Qinghan's neck, and then from under his armpit. The other hand grabbed his arm and lifted him up.

It was like he was nestled in her arms.

The sweet fragrance of the girl's body was mixed with the faint smell of blood. This strange feeling made him frown.

"Are you hurt?"

"No." After adjusting Ji Qinghan's posture, An Ran went to carry the bowl and stirred it with a spoon. She said, "Maybe it's because you vomited too much blood on me yesterday. Even after changing clothes, there is no smell.

Disperse."

"I'll be gone after I take a shower later."

After taking a spoonful, she touched her lips and winced, "Why is it still a little hot?"

After blowing some air, she tasted it carefully, "Well, it's good now."

An Ran was about to feed Wen's porridge to Ji Qinghan, but she saw him looking at her with a complicated expression.