The evil female's soft waist makes the interstellar boss unable to sleep at night

Chapter 66 A Different Yan Jin
He lowered his head with a focused expression, and even when viewed from the side, he was very pleasing to the eye.

With almond-shaped eyes, a straight hump nose, and slightly curled rosy lips, she looks like someone who walked out of a painting.

Saint Anlan's amber eyes flashed. Since he was here, her presence was obviously redundant.

She stepped back, trying not to disturb him, but the slight friction sound inevitably startled him.

After he gave the injection, Qing Lingling raised her eyes, and when she saw it was her, a hint of surprise flashed across her face.

Then he retracted his gaze and continued with the acupuncture.

Pushe Yuan was lying inside, and she couldn't see his figure. After a pause, Sheng Anlan asked, "How is he?"

Yan Jin was busy with the needle in his hand and did not respond.

Saint Anlan was used to the other party's indifference, and thought that since he had already come here, it would be better to visit and then go back.

Thinking of this, she raised her foot and took a few steps forward.

Went to the bedside and was about to inquire.

A voice suddenly came from the person with his back to him, "Is that you, Princess? I'm fine. I'll be fine after I rest for a while."

Seeing that the other party responded that there was nothing wrong, Sheng Anlan turned around and prepared to leave. Yan Jin's acupuncture hand suddenly became heavier. The person lying under him instantly broke out in a sweat, his face flushed, and his body couldn't help but twitch.

Sheng Anlan couldn't ignore it, she looked at Yan Jin again: "Is Pushe Yuan okay?"

Pushe Yuan was in unbearable pain and wanted to explain, but all that came out of his mouth were gasps.

But despite this, a staccato voice still uttered, "Princess, please excuse me for making fun of you. I'm...really fine. I'll be fine after the acupuncture is done. Princess, don't worry."

These words were supposed to be reassuring, but the other party said them so reluctantly that Saint Anlan couldn't help but frown.

This didn't look like nothing was wrong, and she was about to ask.

Yan Jin's face was cold, and he quickly raised his hand and gave another injection.

This time, the other party no longer had the strength to speak and fainted.

Saint Anlan paused, "Is he really okay like this?"

Yan Jin answered him this time, his voice still cold: "Of course there is something. If he continues like this, his spirit will be completely broken."

Saint Anlan remembered what the cat-eared attendant had said, and said, "Then I will help him relieve his mental energy."

Yan Jin pulled out the needle and said in a cold voice, "In his case, simply relieving his mental energy is not enough."

"What to do?"

Yan Jin turned around and looked straight at him: "Princess, you need to relieve the heat and poison in his body."

The other person's eyes were clear and pure, and when he suddenly heard such words, Sheng Anlan thought he had misheard.

I even asked stupidly, "What is the heat poison you are talking about?"

Yan Jin stared at her face to face, his words straightforward and concise: "Let him sleep with the princess."

A pair of beautiful and cold blue eyes suddenly looked at her, which made Sheng Anlan's heart jump suddenly. His eyes were so clear that they could touch people's hearts.

Sheng Anlan had always known that Yan Jin looked very aloof, but when he saw him today, that aloofness became holy again.

Such a pure person, at this moment, talked about this matter without any lust, as if these difficult words in front of him were just an ordinary everyday sentence to him.

Yan Jin could ignore it, or even talk about it as if it were a normal thing, but Sheng Anlan couldn't.

She found it difficult to accept being with a stranger who had a bad impression on her.

She was silent for a moment and then said, "Is there any other way?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Jin raised his eyelids, and a hint of anger was hidden in his cold eyes: "What do you mean, Princess? He is your beastly husband." "I..."

Yes, as his mistress, everyone tacitly agreed that she should save him.

But has anyone ever thought about whether she is willing?

But when she traveled through time, she became the original owner, so what did her thoughts mean?

"Is he in his irritable phase?"

Apart from this, Sheng Anlan couldn't think of anything else, but even when Fu Junyao was in a bad mood, his condition was not as severe as his.

"It's a poison, to be exact."

"poison?"

Upon hearing this, Saint Anlan shouted, "Who poisoned him? When did it happen?"

Hadn't he been riding a hovercraft in front of her hovercar these days?

How did he suddenly get poisoned?

Yan Jin noticed her surprised expression, and he slowed down. His expression became cold, and his eyes were a little dim.

"It's not the poison I got recently, this poison..."

Yan Jin seemed to be thinking about something. He paused for a moment before continuing, "I've been poisoned for nearly ten years."

"More than ten years, you mean he has been..."

When Sheng Anlan heard this, he didn't dare to think any further. He was poisoned at such a young age. How cruel was the person who poisoned him!
"This is how the same thing?"

Yan Jin paused when he heard this and glanced at the person lying on the bed. Although he had been given acupuncture treatment, sweat still broke out on his forehead and his face soon turned red again.

A trace of hatred flashed in his cold eyes, and the corners of his eyes turned up, revealing a hint of sneer, "To be precise, it's a kind of insect poison."

How could an underage orc be poisoned by insects for no reason? Saint Anlan found it difficult to understand.

You should know that most of the people currently attacked by the Zerg are soldiers on the battlefield.

Logically speaking, Pushe Yuan was too young to be qualified to go to the battlefield.

Saint Anlan thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that he accidentally went to the battlefield?"

"If he were on the battlefield, he wouldn't be as uncomfortable as he is now."

Yan Jin always gave Sheng Anlan a cold feeling, like the wind on an iceberg, ethereal and invisible.

But now, standing here, she could truly feel his hatred, which was even stronger than the hatred she felt when she woke up that day.

Such a huge emotional ups and downs forced Saint Anlan to ask softly, "What happened?"

"The poison in his body was actually mine. In order to save me, he brought the poison to himself." Yan Jin looked a little lonely as he spoke, as if he was recalling something in the past that he couldn't bear to look at.

"That……"

After hearing this, Saint Anlan didn't know whether he should continue asking.

Sometimes listening is a good way to relieve other people's distress, but not everyone likes this method.

She paused uncertainly.

Yan Jin clenched his hands, paused for a moment, and continued, "He and I originally lived on White Star. As members of the White Star Yan family, our family is skilled in medicine, and therefore has a certain reputation in the interstellar space. Originally, outsiders who came to our planet for treatment had to apply online first, but one day, a female was seriously injured and directly landed her fleet on our planet. Without applying online, she collapsed directly on the ground."

"My mother saw him and took him back home out of kindness, but she ended up inviting a wolf into the house."

(End of this chapter)