Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 168 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 6
The most worrying thing was that his face was so gray that it was accidentally stained with dust when he was kicked to the ground and beaten.

Quan Jiu reached out and touched the bruise at the corner of his eye, and asked:

"Does she often hit you like this?"

When the little milk dumpling was touched by her, there was a flash of fear visible to the naked eye, and she grasped the hem of the clothes tightly, almost tearing them apart.

Under the fear, he couldn't help showing a trace of hatred.

He opened his moist black eyes, and finally mustered up the courage to look at Quan Jiu, with a respectful and distant tone:

"Thank you for your concern, the slave is no longer in pain."

He knew that this titular concubine hated him very much. If it wasn't for her acquiescence, how could these slaves dare to do anything to him?
Hearing him call her "Your Majesty", Quan Jiu's heart was troubled again.

It's over.

The children obviously held a grudge, and they began to call themselves slaves.

"Does it hurt?"

She stared at his wound.

Nai Tuanzi took a step back: "Thank you Your Majesty for your concern, it doesn't hurt."

Compared with before, today's beating can only be regarded as an appetizer, it is not painful or itchy.

Quan Jiu swallowed a mouthful of old blood in his chest, almost spitting it out.

If he remembers correctly, this little thing is only three and a half years old, other people's three-year-old children are in the arms of their mothers, innocent and sweet, but this child in her family is so indifferent that he doesn't need maternal love the point.

She sighed heavily in her heart, suddenly squatted down, and picked up the child on the ground.

Xiaotuanzi was caught off guard and fell into the soft and fragrant embrace. His vigilant expression froze for a moment, his mouth opened slightly, and he even suspected that he was hallucinating...

As long as he can remember, no one has ever hugged him.

They would just point to his face, call him a bastard with an unknown father, and pick up branches from slingshots and throw them at him.

But now, the culprit who caused all this squatted down and reached out to hug him.

His whole body was stiff, he didn't know how to place his hands and feet, and his thoughts gradually became confused.

She smelled very fragrant, not the smell of rouge and gouache. He sniffed, and the tip of his nose suddenly felt a little sour.

Anyway, it's definitely not a mother's taste.

He is a wild species and has no mother.

Quan Jiu was also in a complicated mood.

She felt that she was hugging a stiff "corpse", and the milk balls did not dare to breathe out, for fear that something would make her unhappy, in exchange for a severe beating.

The mother and the son had different thoughts, and finally, relying on Nai Tuanzi to guide them, they returned to the bedroom.

Quan Jiu: "I found that my cheap son has a good sense of direction."

001: "It's a pity that he doesn't recognize you as a mother."

Quan Jiu: "..." I have nothing to say.

Afraid of disturbing Feng Zhuo, Quan Jiu didn't call the imperial physician, relying on the medical scriptures in hand, he took out the golden sore medicine to treat the wound for Nai Tuanzi himself.

It was the first time that Nai Tuanzi sat on the dragon bed, and her calm expression became uncomfortable.

He looked up at the woman in front of him, and once suspected that this was a new torture method she had come up with...

Maybe in the next second, she will throw him out in the name of "the next criminal", and let a group of guards put him in the dungeon.

He can't be blamed for thinking too much, but the original body has indeed done similar things.

At that time, Xiaotuanzi was only one year old and had just learned to walk, so he didn't know how to read words.

As soon as he saw Quan Jiu, he clapped his hands happily, his eyes bent into crescents, he stretched out his hands and bumped towards the original owner, calling out "Mother, hug" in a milky voice...

But what about Zhu Yan?

Kicking people to the ground with one kick, disgusted by staring at small things on the ground.

"Bastard, I'm not your mother!"

(End of this chapter)