The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 239 Yan Ruyu

Compared to Jinyu's doubts, the rest of them were shocked from the beginning to the end, and they didn't react to stop them at all.

It was seen that Yan Ruoli had already pulled off Zhang Zhen's chest collar, revealing the man's strong chest.

Then those small white hands pressed on the man's bare skin, pressing rhythmically again and again, as if exhausting all the strength in his body.

"Jinyu, artificial respiration." Yan Ruoli's forehead was dripping with sweat, but he did not forget to tell Jinyu to do the next thing.

"What? What breath?"

Jinyu was even more confused because he had never heard of this word.

Yan Ruoli had a headache, and really wanted to kick all the ancients who didn't know these basic knowledge out of the earth one by one.

He stretched out his hands to pinch Zhang Zhen's nose and jaw, and squeezed them to the sides, and the man's mouth immediately opened.

A bad breath hit Yan Ruoli in an instant, and Yan Ruoli almost vomited.

"Cough, cough, cough! No, I really can't get used to this smell, it's disgusting."

Turning his head to look at the two jailers who murdered and silenced them, they were already pinned down on the ground and trembling all over.

"Pull him over to my old lady." Yan Ruoli's eyes darkened, pointing to one of them and ordering.

Jinyu immediately pulled the man over by the collar.

"Open Zhang Zhen's mouth and let him blow into it. If Zhang Zhen can't live today, your Nine Clans can't live either."

Yan Ruoli pressed Zhang Zhen's chest desperately, uttering cruel words non-stop.

Jinyu immediately understood what Yan Ruoli wanted to do, and pushed the jailer in his hand vigorously: "Did you hear that? If you want to save your family, quickly follow your mother's orders."

The sad jailer had to save people after killing people, and saving people didn't matter. The most important thing was that his bad breath really made him cry, but he had to blow into Zhang Zhen's mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Zhen suddenly coughed, and slowly opened his eyes under the shocked gazes of everyone.

Seeing him wake up, Yan Ruoli, who was half kneeling beside Zhang Zhen's bed, relaxed and fell to the side uncontrollably.

A pair of warm big hands stretched out, and hugged her tightly.

Subconsciously wanted to break free, but when she heard someone's voice, she trembled all over, and all of Yan Ruoli's movements stopped at that moment.

"Who taught you this?"

Mo Lingtian's voice resounded in the cell, scaring Jinyu to kneel down hastily.

Although the rest of the people didn't know Mo Lingtian, they knew that Eunuch Wei was beside him, and they also knelt and kowtowed, not daring to take a breath.

After the person was rescued, Yan Ruoli relaxed physically and mentally. Although Mo Lingtian appeared here unexpectedly, she replied without hesitation: "It's a junior sister of the concubine who taught the concubine."

"What's her name?" Mo Lingtian's tone was a little eager, with a hint of excitement inexplicably.

Yan Ruoli was a little suspicious.

She learned this from school, so she couldn't explain it to Mo Lingtian, so she could only blame it on her junior sister.

But he didn't want Mo Lingtian to press every step of the way, insisting on asking why.

She could only say nonsense: "Yan Rumeng."

However, what she thought was a very simple name caused countless ripples in Mo Lingtian's heart.

The man's hands tightened uncontrollably, and Yan Ruoli was a little out of breath.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter? Do you know my little junior sister?"

Otherwise, why was the reaction so extreme?

She lowered her head and stared at Yan Ruoli's face, as if it was the first time she looked at her face so seriously that Yan Ruoli wondered if there were flowers growing on her face, which made Mo Lingtian stare so affectionately.

ps: The little cuties who are still there raise their hands, continue to support, collectively.

(End of this chapter)