Turn From Eunuch Into Empress

Suddenly there was a flower in front of her, but Shuang couldn't stop taking a few steps forward and almost ran into the man's arms.

She was so frightened that she was out of her shell. Suddenly, a pair of big hands came up so recklessly, touching up and down happily.

However, Shuang was shocked and angrily scolded: "what are you doing?"

Rong Lin took care of himself and felt attentively. He stroked Yingying with his hands, but his waist was more flexible and powerful than that of ordinary women. Then he fell up on his shoulder blades and lifted up his sleeves, revealing his white and shining arms as delicate as lotus roots. The big hand felt ambiguous, touched the skin and bones, drew a slow and strange arc where it passed, and aroused a strange feeling of crispness.

Surprised, Shuang's hair stood up all over, and she just felt her hair stand up in a row.

However, Shuang couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as her arm shook, she was scratched by a touch of fresh green.

"Xiao Qing, bite him!"

Cyan is like an electric pole. It shoots and cleaves at the man, but there is a white wind in place. It seems that it is very easy to wrap the cyan lightning into the bag, and there is no trace in the blink of an eye.

However, Shuang was stunned and reached out to grab the wide sleeve. "Xiaoqing, let it go."

The broad robe sleeve was like a curtain. When it was scraped up, it covered the natural frost and could not see anything. Suddenly, her wrist tightened, and she bent her knee uncontrollably, which was bound to really bump into the arms.

But how could it be so easy? However, Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly and decided to make a mistake. Her fingers were slightly hooked into claws, and she opened her robe sleeves forward. Her body also rotated rapidly in mid air, her wrists bent to accumulate strength and pushed back hard.

However, when she reached half of her strength, she was blocked by the wind's flexible and invisible strength, and she couldn't get close even half a minute. But at this time, she had turned her back to Rong Lin, and her left and right arms were completely leaning towards the man.

Clearly, it is the ambiguous appearance of sitting in the arms of others with his back to his position. However, Shuang grits his teeth, simply kicks his foot, kicks up very flexibly, and is ready to break Rong Lin, loosen his shackles and get out of the way.

But I don't want this man to roll his robe sleeve and touch it directly from his thigh to his ankle.

Damn, it's really touched all over!

"You!" the girl's angry eyes turned, emitting amazing brightness. Her burning side head stared at the man. Her long hair, like clouds and fog, was calm and automatic, holding the exquisite and inhuman face. It was bright red to the burning red lips, deep as the abyss. Her eyes sank, but the frost surged in the eyes, and her mind was in a trance.

With a loud bang, a figure rushed in with a gust of wind, "Mom, where are you?"

Ji Qingyue?

However, Shuang suddenly regained his mind. He was shocked immediately, so he stubbornly didn't open his eyes and fell on the figure who broke in.

Ji Qingyue was already standing at the door, numb as a chicken.

Behind him stood Ji Qingzhuo with a dull face. His dull eyes slowly wandered, then slowly moved up and looked at her for a moment.

However, Shuang was shocked. She immediately jumped up and got rid of the unknown entanglement in her wide sleeve. After several moves, she finally stood up straight.

"Niang, are you...?" Ji Qingyue couldn't close his mouth. His fingers ran around, pointing to her, and then pointing to Yong leiran's Rong Lin who poured tea again. His unhappiness slowly condensed between his eyebrows and eyes.

"What is this?" ran Shuang quickly lifted her sleeve and took back Xiaoqing, who had just been recaptured. A bright green color was on the edge of the dark sleeve, blinked and disappeared, coughed a few times and said, "the national master just checked the injury behind me. Nothing else."

"Check the injury?" Ji Qingzhuo steadily lifted his step and stepped into the house. His eyes were as deep as cold iron and winter ice. His eyes slipped from her to Rong Lin, "but I don't know when he was hurt by his father-in-law?"

"Cough, the wound on my body was accidentally knocked down when I fell off the cliff. It's not in the way." however, Shuang lowered his head, said nothing, and swept his eyes and tail to Rong Lin quickly. "The national master has just seen it. He said it's OK to have more rest, isn't it? The national master?"

"HMM." Rong Lin smiled and nodded slowly.

Ji Qingyue rushed to her eyes, grabbed her sleeve and was about to pick her clothes: "Mom, are you hurt? Show yue'er."

"Pa" made a crisp sound, but Shuang was quick eyed and quick handed. She slapped the salty pig's hand and tightened her sleeves: "cough, they all said nothing." she stared at Ji Qingyue fiercely and threatened silently.

If you move again, you'll be cut off!

Ji Qingyue looked down at the back of his hand, his mouth shriveled, and his other hand touched the back of his head. He looked so depressed and wronged.

As soon as he woke up, he saw the man who had not recognized himself as his brother. He looked around and saw no trace of his mother. Finally, I came back to find my mother, but I found that my mother was caught and seemed to be hurt.

Suppressing the grievances in his heart, he thought strangely that his mother had been hurt. Look up at the person who looks very beautiful, but he doesn't want to get close at all. He thinks, did this person hurt his mother?

When he was about to take a step forward, he was pulled by his wrist and pushed back. Look up, it's the man who claims to be his brother. He can't move with his hands. His hands were cramped and he kept shaking.

However, Shuang took a quick look at the brothers. Rong Lin also smiled and floated around, sipping a sip of tea.

"Well, commander Ji, why did you come to my room in the middle of the night?" she deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of those words, but Shuang was satisfied to see Ji Qingzhuo's face embarrassed for a moment.

"Don't hide it from father-in-law ran. As soon as Qingyue wakes up, he quarrels to come back to see you." Ji Qingzhuo holds his fist, bows his head and frowns. "I can't stop for a moment. Please forgive father-in-law ran for disturbing me."

"Oh." however, Shuang knows how much Ji Qingyue pesters people after becoming a fool. It's really a saying. I'm afraid a fool has martial arts and you can't catch it.

Nodding, ran Shuang decided to properly express his concern and asked casually, "I don't know what happened to deputy general Ji's injury?"

Although the heart has long been worried, the brain is injured, how can there be such a good doctor. I'm afraid to go to the royal palace to find a royal doctor, which may not have good results.

Sure enough, Ji Qingzhuo's face was paralyzed like an iron plate, and his face finally flashed worry. He clenched his fist and said, "I've been looking for doctors all over the city. They all said that Qingyue's brain was hit and there was congestion in it. For a while," he paused and said, "it's difficult to cure it. In the future, it may not be cured."

The atmosphere was a little heavy, but frost was uncomfortable hiding under his sleeve and rubbed his thumb and index finger.

No one spoke in the room for a moment, only Rong Lin gently floated tea and rustled his clothes.

"Niang, the better the son is, the better the son is not ill." Ji Qingyue suddenly gets rid of the shackles of Ji Qingzhuo, runs to ran Shuang, holds her hand, blinks big eyes and says, "don't believe it, Niang, have a look."

He pulled out his hand and ran Shuang said, "those who are ill say they are not ill." then he crossed Ji Qingyue and bent over to Rong Lin: "master, please be kind and save deputy general Ji."

Ji Qingzhuo suddenly raised her eyes and looked at her eyes, from coldness to ripples.

"I'm a national teacher of a great country, not a royal doctor." Rong Lin was frozen for thousands of miles.