Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft fox is pampered in the plane

Chapter 11 The weak fake daughter VS the great tyrant (11)

"Oh my god, you scared me to death."

Jiang Wan sighed softly. God knows how filmable the cold sound was when the knife stabbed in.

Fortunately, the pills I took at the time worked, and now I almost feel no pain.

"Congratulations, Executor, your favorability is now 36%."

"What?" Jiang Wan was shocked.

Wasn't he only fifteen before? Has it doubled now?

Jiang Wan immediately smiled. Fortunately, the blow was worth it.

Although it is only about 30%, Rong Ye is such a ruthless person.

This 30% is already very good for him. I am afraid that other people in the harem are not as high as her.

Jiang Wan giggled happily. As long as the mission of this small world is completed, then Xia Ye will have the opportunity to stay in the unit and will not be dismissed.

Jiang Wan, who was immersed in joy, was interrupted by the mechanical voice of the system: "Executor, the pill usage time is counting down. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."

"what? What?"

"Two, one."

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, and then felt a pain in her shoulder.

"It hurts." Jiang Wan's tears fell in pain.

"Quick, props, quick."

"Okay, the painless potion has been prepared for the executor, would you like to use it?"

"Use." Jiang Wan said weakly.

"Ding dong, the props have been distributed."

Once the prop was used, Jiang Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief: "It's life-threatening."

"Your Majesty." The maid's voice came from the door.

Jiang Wan looked at the door in shock, why did she come back again?

When Rong Ye came in, he saw Jiang Wan straightening up and looking at him blankly with tears in her eyes.

He felt soft: "Are you awake?"

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Jiang Wan cried and stretched out her hand to grab the sleeve of the person in front of her.

It seemed that as long as Rong Ye said something was wrong, she would burst into tears.

"I, it's okay."

Jiang Wan threw herself into the man's strong arms, holding her tightly and worrying that he would leave.

"The wound still hurts."

"pain."

"You dare to step forward even if you know it will hurt."

Jiang Wan raised her head with fear in her eyes: "Wan'er is afraid of pain, but I don't want His Majesty to be injured. As long as His Majesty is safe, Wan'er is willing to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" A strange look flashed in Rong Ye's eyes, and he frowned slightly, "Don't talk nonsense, I won't let anything happen to you."

Jiang Wan nodded and hugged him tightly again, and then a depressed voice sounded: "It's just that there should be scars."

Rong Ye looked at her frown and couldn't help but chuckle: "Now you know how to worry?"

"But Wan'er doesn't regret it, but His Majesty is not allowed to dislike me. You can't abandon Wan'er just because the scar is ugly."

Rong Yesheng took out his hand and gently scratched her nose: "How could that be?"

"I want the hospital to use the best medicine, and there will be no scars."

"Uh-huh."

"Your Majesty, do you have anything else to do later? Can you stay with me? I'm scared." Jiang Wan looked at him pitifully, and looked a little regretful after saying that.

Rong Ye thought about the person waiting for him in the side hall to report the assassination, but when he touched those watery eyes, he immediately changed his mind.

"it is good."

Jiang Wan suddenly smiled.

In the middle of the night, inside the Chaoyang Palace.

The lights in the hall were turned off, and suddenly Jiang Wan shouted no, and tears flowed out.

The maid came in and lit the lamp, and the guard came forward to ask about the situation.

Rong Ye waved his hand for them to go down, and stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Wan.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wan looked closely at the person in front of her, worried and scared.

"Wan'er dreamed that the man in the attic was treating me... and also saw that His Majesty was covered in blood. Wan'er couldn't wake you up no matter what."

Rong Ye's eyes darkened and he clenched his fists.

He hugged Jiang Wan gently and said in a rare soft voice: "It's okay, it's all fake. Dreams and reality are opposite."

Jiang Wan fell into his arms and cried non-stop. In the past, he would have been extremely impatient to leave.

But surprisingly, he was very patient with her anger.

"That man has already been killed and will not do anything to you again."

Rong Ye tried his best to say comforting words.

Jiang Wan nodded, her tears subsided but still did not stop.

Rong Ye sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to lift his chin and kissed him gently.

"Woo, woo..." Jiang Wan looked at her in surprise and wanted to push away the man to forcefully kiss her, but carefully avoided the wound on her shoulder.

After finally catching her breath, Jiang Wan panted heavily and looked at him with a pink face.

"Your Majesty, Wan'er is still injured..."

Rong Ye smiled faintly, held his waist tighter, and whispered: "I know, there are other ways, I will teach you."

Jiang Wan's face turned red, and she nodded seriously and piously.

The tent moved slightly, and a series of ambiguous and charming sounds came out.

Another sleepless night.

The next day.

Rong Ye held Jiang Wan down as he was about to get up, and waved someone in to help him dress.

Jiang Wan lay quietly on the bed and looked at him, her eyes full of friendship and admiration.

Rong Ye turned his head and fell into her eyes, his throat moved and he shouted:
  "Jinxuan."

A man trotted in outside the door.

"According to my decree, Jin Qin's concubine is your noble concubine. In addition, the principal of Taiyuan Hospital personally came to take care of Qin your concubine's injury. No one is allowed to disturb your concubine's recovery while she is recovering from her injuries."

"Yes."

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment and then stood up to salute and thank him, but was stopped.

"No, you need to recover well. I will come back to see you after I finish handling the matter."

"Farewell to Your Majesty."

After sending Rong Ye off, everyone in Chaoyang Palace gathered together to congratulate Jiang Wan.

"Congratulations to Concubine Qin."

The Imperial Hospital's chief minister has always served only the emperor and the queen mother. It is very rare for someone to be favored by his majesty like this. Even the current concubine Min does not have this honor.

Jiang Wan nodded and asked Qingluo Qingyu to reward him.

As expected, new progress can only be made by burning all the boats.

Compared with the joy in Chaoyang Palace, the one in Ruoshui Palace was in a mess.

Concubine Min broke almost all the porcelain in the bedroom, but she still wasn't relieved.

Qingui concubine? She has only been in the palace for half a month and has already reached the position of a noble concubine. She still needs to be personally looked after by the chief minister of the Taiyuan Hospital?

This is an honor that only Your Majesty, the Queen, and the Queen Mother have.

How does she match Jiang Wan?
  Before she could continue to get angry, the eldest palace maid Linglong stumbled in.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Xiao Yuehou beat me violently on my way back."

"What?" Concubine Min stood up suddenly, "Xiao Yuehou, a man with a false reputation as a marquis, actually dares to attack his father?"

"Yes, Xiao Yuehou's second son died miserably. I don't know who leaked the news and found out that we lured his son into the palace to cause trouble, so he went straight to the master."

Concubine Min frowned: "How did this reckless man know? How is father's injury?"

"Master, it seems that he was seriously injured. Fortunately, he was stopped in time and his life was not hurt."

Concubine Min suddenly had a headache. The palace was not stable, and her father was not stable either.

It's all because of that bitch Jiang Wan, who has caused many troubles since he came here.

"I and that bitch are at odds with each other!"

(End of this chapter)