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

Chapter 689 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 54
It seems... not so annoying anymore?

"A total of three people were caught alive. I'm not good at interrogation, so I handed it over to Shen San. I believe there will be a result tomorrow."

Quan Jiu won't let him suffer in vain.

When it came to serious business, Shen Lang's eyes fell on her face:
"After dinner, I'll ask someone to take you back to the palace."

She lives in the palace now, if she doesn't go back, it will inevitably arouse Chu Tuo's suspicion.

Quan Jiu shook his head:
"As early as when you were unconscious, I went to tell Chu Tuo that you were in danger and could die at any time. I couldn't get away, so he specifically allowed me to stay in Dongchang."

Shen Lang sneered, but because of the wound, his brows frowned slightly in pain:

"He asked you to take care of me so kindly, because he wanted you to put arsenic in my medicine?"

"It can't be so open and aboveboard."

The corners of Quan Jiu's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes thoughtful.

"But I'm afraid the East Factory will not be peaceful these two days."

……

A prophecy.

In just two days, five waves of killers came outside the East Factory.

Some were not strong enough, and were wiped out without even making it to the gate of the East Factory.

Some were so powerful that they successfully broke into Shen Lang's room, pulled out their knives, and started hacking at the bed.

"Fortunately, the room was changed."

Shen San looked undecided in danger, staring at Quan Jiu who was leisurely sitting on Shen Lang's bedside drinking tea.

Staying for one night and changing another room was Quan Jiu's suggestion. Originally, he only wanted to strengthen the defense of the East Factory.

Quan Jiu just smiled faintly: "Soldiers never tire of deceit, cunning rabbits have three caves."

Shen Lang leaned against the head of the bed, his black eyes were deep:
"It's also time to clean up these messy things."

Even if he changed rooms every night, someone still found his correct location, which is so intriguing.

When Shen San heard this, his complexion sank, and his eyes became angry a few times:

"Yesterday, there were no more than ten people in the East Factory who found out that you changed rooms. It's not difficult to catch them. I just didn't expect that the person who said that he would be loyal to you back then would turn into such a grimace..."

Each of these ten people has been by Shen Lang's side for at least ten years, and the worst mess is also a little leader.

There was no grief or sadness on Shen Lang's face after being betrayed, he said indifferently:

"It's human nature to choose a good tree to live in."

Naturally, it is human nature for him to break this good tree.

After Shen San retreated, Quan Jiu handed today's medicine to him.

After Shen Lang finished drinking, he didn't return the bowl to her immediately, and his eyes fell on her cuff.

"This is for today."

Quan Jiu took out a bag of candied fruit from his cuff, took out one, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Shen Lang's thin lips were already parted. For the convenience of her feeding, he leaned forward. However, Quan Jiu moved too fast and didn't have time to brake. When he stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth, half of his fingertips were lost. go in.

The warmth from her fingertips made Quan Jiu startled, and she blinked her eyes. As a doctor and tasker at the same time, she jumped back and forth on the edge of stopping and not stopping, and finally, medical ethics prevailed.

She moved her wrist slightly, trying to pull her fingertips out of his mouth, but suddenly her fingertips tightened, and someone bit her hard.

It's more like a bite than a bite.

Quan Jiu's throat rolled, and he pulled away forcefully again, Shen Lang directly and generously held her wrist, stopping her movement.

The man is still recovering from a serious illness, and his face is pale, which makes his eyes dark and frightening. What is completely incompatible with his weak body is the naked, naked, aggressiveness of his eyes. His black eyes are bright and frightening, like green willows washed by spring rain. leaf.

Gradually, the warm tongue licked the fingertips inch by inch.

Quan Jiu's scalp was numb, and a burst of itching spread from Tianling Gai to his back vertebrae, and then to the soles of his feet.

Shen Lang stared straight at her with a pair of black eyes, and his mouth continued to move.

Just when Quan Jiu was about to be unbearable. Beast. Sex. Big. Hair. Finally, Shen Lang lay back, and his back returned to the head of the bed.

"You can't waste what you have."

He was referring to the sugar juice on his hands. The hands that held the candied fruit were all stained with a thin layer of brown sugar juice. In the past, Quan Jiu had to go out to wash his hands after each feeding, but this time, she stared at The fingertips, which were clean and white as before, fell into the contemplation of whether they should wash their saliva.

Shen Lang lay back on the bed, his eyes still had the aggression just now, and he looked like an old man who had not recovered from serious injuries:

"I still want to eat."

Quan Jiu: "..."

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether he wanted to eat candied fruit or something else...

"eat by yourself."

She simply put all the candied fruit into his hands.

Shen Lang didn't lose his temper and asked her to feed him, instead he picked up one and handed it to her lips:

"Want to try it?"

Quan Jiu is not interested in candied fruit, it can be seen that he has had such a good time eating these two days, and he also became suspicious for a while.

Is it really so delicious?

With a half-believing attitude, she opened her mouth.

"...Hiss, it's so sweet."

It feels like a kilogram of honey is wrapped on it, and the teeth can be sweetened.

She stared at Shen Lang with an unbelievable and probing gaze?

How do you manage to manage three pills a day with this thing?

The corners of Shen Lang's mouth curled slightly, and there was a slight smile in his eyes: "Eat two more and you will get used to it."

Quan Jiu faintly felt a toothache: "Let's leave it to you to eat."

She has no luck.

.........

Although Shen Lang and Chu Tuo did not get along, Shen Lang was an important minister of the Meng Kingdom after all. He was seriously injured in the street, and Chu Tuo was so happy that he pretended to be angry at the Jinluan Hall.

When Quan Jiu received the news, he was accompanying Nai Tuanzi to catch fish.

Shen San looked contemptuous: "The emperor sent Prime Minister He to thoroughly investigate this matter."

Prime Minister He is the Emperor's man, and he wished Shen Lang could be injured, so naturally he would not seriously investigate the case.

"This whitebait is beautiful."

Quan Jiu sat by the pond with a fishing net.

Nai Tuanzi was in high spirits, and also had a fishing net in his hand: "I caught it and made soup for A-Lang."

Quan Jiu let him catch the fish, turned his head to look at Shen San, his eyes were calm:
"Since he wants to check, let him check enough."

Shen San frowned: "Even if the Emperor finds out the truth, he might not stand up for His Excellency..."

"Who said the truth was checked?" Quan Jiu asked back.

Shen San: "Doctor Shen, what do you mean?"

"Prime Minister He has been an official for [-] years, and there are always things that he can't help but investigate."

Shen San's pupils opened slightly when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he slapped his thigh.

"You still have an opinion."

"Changxi, I caught a fish!!"

Nai Tuanzi pulled the fishing net, the fish scales in the net shone with silver light, it was whitebait.

Quan Jiu smiled, didn't answer Shen San's words, and patted Nai Tuanzi's head:
"Looks like A-Lang is lucky."

.........

"How can there be anyone in the world who doesn't eat fish with thorns..."

Nai Tuanzi looked at Shen Jiaojiao who was "loosing her temper", and pursed her pink lips tightly.

Shen Lang looked frank: "Now you have seen it."

Milk dumpling: "I coax you, but you don't want to eat?"

Shen Lang frowned: "Who wants you to coax?"

Nai Duanzi: "The focus is not on coaxing, but on eating..."

(End of this chapter)