First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

She frowned slightly, damn, why does she seem to smell a smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

He opened his mouth obediently, drank the water handed over by the other party, and when his throat was not so dry, he couldn't help but want to talk.

Now she is eager to know which dynasty she went to.

"Now……"

"Shut up." Xuanyuan Che coldly parted his thin lips, and Yu Qianqian shrank with a single sentence.He had no choice but to look pitifully at the domineeringly handsome Xuanyuan Che in front of him.

Xuanyuan Che also followed her, sat back and continued to read the book calmly.

He thought he was never a kind person, he saved her only because he saw the smile on the corner of her lips.

What kind of girl can still laugh when she is seriously injured and on the verge of death?That's right, he was just curious. In fact, Lord Che, who has always faced the world with indifference, also has dark sides and evil tastes that are unknown to everyone.

Hearing the flute sound of "Yellow Spring", there was no trace of madness, and it didn't even have a little influence.

The sound of the flute kills people without a shadow, even a deaf person will be hurt to a certain extent.What's more, he had no intention of letting anyone survive at that time.

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Yu Qianqian found out bitterly that she had turned into a delicate and weak four or five-year-old girl.

God, man, God!Such a small body is not qualified enough to do something!

In the next half month, Yu Qianqian never felt the feeling of being bedridden in her previous life, and she completely understood the pain in this life.

Bandaged into a mummy, three people have to wait on her to go to the bathroom, she endured it.

To recuperate her body, she can't eat or eat meat for the time being, she can only eat porridge, she endures it.

She was injured, couldn't get out of bed, couldn't blow the wind, and could only lie on the bed and roll her eyes every day, she endured it.

But, Nima, she really wants to turn the tables!I can't take a shower, so can I take a shower?There's no need to throw her into the medicine barrel to soak for two hours every day, take it out and wrap it like wontons!

Do you know that my wife hates the smell of Chinese medicine the most!Qingshui, is there such a thing as Qingshui in this wretched place! ?

It doesn't matter if I can't eat, my old lady is used to eating western food in her previous life, and she doesn't care, but she eats porridge every day, so she is a monk! ?Can't eat meat, can I give a bowl of plain noodles! ?

Can't go out, it's not convenient for her to move, and now she also knows that she is powerless.But can you stop treating my old lady as a vegetable?My old lady is not a corpse, she can sit up!

Also, from the day she was sober, this guy, who seemed to be a prince, used her place as a study room, holding a torn book and reading it every day, completely ignoring how the person lying on the bed felt.

Yu Qianqian sadly felt that the sincerity of the handsome guy was unreliable.

In the previous life, a certain person with a nice voice and a decent length was a psychopath who proposed marriage with a gun and sent her directly to this wretched place.

In this life, this person with a nice voice and a handsome voice who both people and gods are angry with is a calm emperor, and her character exploded and rescued her back.

She thought, did she not usually burn incense and pray to Buddha, that's why she ended up like this?

On the tenth day of lying dead, she was finally able to get out of bed by herself.Yu Qianqian sighed again...