Sick Prince Rescue Plan

After finally sending all the guests away, Ming Zhi was able to breathe, and sat lazily on the side. Ming Zhi's mother saw her and touched her face distressedly: "Thanks to your hard work, go back to rest early. "

Ming Zhi rubbed her palms like a spoiled child, "Mother~ I'm tired and can't walk anymore."

Madam Ming knocked her forehead helplessly, "Can't walk? Then let your eldest brother carry you back?"

"forget it……"

Ming Zhi muttered, after thinking about it, she stood up and walked back on her own.

Returning to her yard, Ming Zhi looked at the familiar plants and trees inside, feeling a little disappointed, "Are you supposed to give me a gift? As a result, she didn't even see a person."

Ming Zhi whispered and walked in, Bi Zhuang came back in advance to help her prepare the bath.

She had just walked two steps, and suddenly there was a very light footstep behind her. Before she could turn her head, she was covered with eyes.

"What were you talking about? Are you blaming me?"

A familiar voice sounded from her ears, Ming Zhi's mouth turned uncontrollably, and then she tried to pull it down, pretending to be displeased, taking off Jin Pingjiang's hand, turning around and glaring at him, "Why are you here?"

Seeing her look like this, Jin Pingjiang stretched out her hand to shave her small nose, and said narrowly: "You, Xiaojiaobao, it won't work if you haven't seen me for a while!"

Ming Zhi stomped him bitterly: "You are talking nonsense!"

Jin Pingjiang didn't hide, just let her step on her breath. Anyway, she looked great, but in fact she didn't use any strength at all.

Seeing him begging for mercy with a smile, Ming Zhi pursed her lips and stretched out her little white hand, "Where is my gift?"

Jin Pingjiang stretched his hand to the skirt of his clothes and took out a small box from the inside. The small box was the size of the palm of an adult man, "Here, I'll give it to you."

Ming Zhi reached out and took it. What can this little box hold?

She looked at Jin Pingjiang curiously, "Should I open it now?"

Jin Pingjiang nodded, "Open it and take a look."

Ming Zhi was not polite, stretched out her hand and opened it. There were two identical amulets lying inside.

"This……"

"I can't afford to send it off now, but I personally went to Anguo Temple to ask for this amulet. I heard that it is very effective. If you use it together, you can share the bad luck and good fortune of the other party."

Jin Pingjiang's expression was serious, and Ming Zhi's ears were slightly warm.

"What are you giving me this for?"

Ming Zhi lowered her head, she had the answer in her heart, but she just wanted to hear what he said with her own ears. If she didn't say it, she would think it was incomplete.

Jin Pingjiang never disappointed her. He leaned closer and whispered: "I want to share everything you have. For good or bad, you are not alone. I will stay with you for the rest of my life."

Ming Zhi's eyes were a little fuzzy, afraid of tears falling on the amulet, she quickly closed the lid, and said fiercely, "The beauty of thinking!"

Jin Pingjiang sighed in love, shook his head and hugged the person in his arms, "If you say that you are a petite bag and still don't admit it, then you can pack your little cries, and you have so many tears."

Mingzhi stretched out his hand and thumped him neither lightly nor heavyly, and after a long while, he whispered, "I will forgive you this time."

Jin Pingjiang smiled, "Okay."

Ming Zhi looked at the boys and girls embracing each other in mid-air, and a look of nostalgia appeared in her eyes.

"If life is just like seeing it at first... Brother Jin..."

She sighed faintly, and the scene in front of her instantly disappeared.