Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

She looked into the bed, the little son's clothes were messy, and the lips seemed to be swollen with rou||躏, and the brain was blank and stuttering. "No... no antidote."

It turns out that this person is actually a good Longyang, and he has to be willing to let her solve this little son.

I don’t know when a dagger appeared in the hands of the man, and it was on the neck of the woman’s white scorpion. I couldn’t hear the words. “I will say it again, and the antidote will be handed over.”

He squinted slightly, under the nose of the tall nose, the sharp thin lips, the eyes were faint, but people could not help but be cold.

The cold sweat on the woman’s forehead spilled out and immediately nodded. “Well, I will give you the antidote, don’t kill me.”

The sly dagger had never moved a minute, but grabbed her back.

The woman was afraid that the knife would pierce into her fragile neck, smashing the cabinet, and then took out a porcelain and handed it over. "The son, this is the antidote, don't kill me."

Wen Wei did not take it in the first place, but looked at her with his eyes. "If you lie to me, I have a way to make you die."

The woman’s heart screamed bitterly, and I wanted to have a spring with the handsome white man.|宵 Hey, I know that I got rid of this kind of blasphemy, it really makes people cry and tears. Shaking his fingers, trembled, "The son, the slave's life is in your hands, and how dare you deceive?"

After smelling people, I took back my eyes, took the porcelain bottle in her hand, and let people go.

Turned around and walked over to the bed, and lifted up the soft nine sister, looking at the flushing on her face, as if it had been burnt, and diverted her gaze.

Pour a pill from the porcelain bottle, and then pinch the other's jaw, a faint pink color in the red lips.

The smell of people felt a little bit sullen, and his eyes stared at the tip of the tongue, and the throat was slightly undetectable.

The woman standing in the distance is not so far, and her eyes are turned indecently. The eyes must be swallowed up by the little son. But she was really curious, why did this person stop at the last step.

It seems that she is aware of her sight, and it is only a sigh of relief when she smells the medicine quickly into the girl's mouth and then lets her swallow it.

Wen Xiang soft jade is in his arms, he is naturally not a gentleman who is not chaotic, and while his heart is suffering, he is still reluctant to let go of this embrace.

The woman couldn’t see the eye. "Hey, this is the boudoir of the slave family. Don’t be too..."

The rest of the words are all floating in the eyes, all swallowed down.

Wen Renqi originally planned to bring the nine sisters back to the palace, but when he heard the familiar voice coming from outside the door, the action was slightly delayed, and then the person was released and stood up.

His dark eyes looked straight toward the woman, his voice sinking. "You haven't seen me."

The woman nodded awkwardly.

Then I saw this handsome black man, jumping from the window and disappearing.

Looking for a room in the light smoke, when I opened the door, I finally saw the princess.

She was so angry that she glanced at the woman, then ran over and shook her, "son, son."

"What did you do to the son? Do you know who she is, and I am going to cut your head."

The light smoke was trembling, especially when I saw the messy clothes of the princess.

The woman yelled in her heart and succumbed. "The slave has not had time to do anything, and he fainted."

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