Empress Running Away with the Ball!

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"Why are you saving me? Don't you hate me? Why don't you let me die of poison?" He looked down at her with a dry voice.

Knowing that time is precious now, it wasn't when he was talking, he still couldn't hold back.

She was bowing her head and covering the wound on her wrist. After hearing that, she said without even lifting her head: "You saved me just now, so we are now leveled, and no one owes anyone. When you are in the test, you You do n’t have to be merciful, and let me deliberately. "

Compare!

What she never missed was the contest!

Namu is very curious. Is this contest so important to her?

He wanted to find out what was in her head, but now he had no time to explore, he had to rush to the hot spring before the toxicity recurred.

"Go, go down!"

He raised the cloak, wrapped her up, then carried it on his back and took her all the way up the hill.

"His Royal Highness ..." The coachman was waiting by the car at the foot of the mountain, and he rushed forward.

The fireworks just now were exactly what he received when Nam Mi was wrong.

"You send her back, remember, if a person lacks a hair, Prince Ben will cut your head!"

Namu put her into the carriage by mistake. She had fainted because of excessive blood loss. Her face was pale as paper, and her long eyelashes were hanging down densely, covering her eyes.

He looked at her with complicated eyes, he had never understood her.

*

Shen Ning felt that she must have slept for a long, long time. She was so sleepy and tired that her eyelids couldn't open.

In the dim, she heard a violent voice roaring.

"Why doesn't she wake up? You quack doctor, come here, drag out and chop into meat sauce to feed the dog!"

She finally recovered her mind, her eyelashes moved slightly, and her eyes slowly opened.

A tall figure was standing in front of her bed, growling at an old man who looked like a doctor.

The old man kowtowed again and again, kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy.

She rolled her eyes, recognizing that the angry and tall man was Namu's fault. Why, is he going to kill again?

"Mother ... His Royal Highness ..." She spoke, before she made her voice become hoarse and hoarse, almost not like hers.

What's wrong with her?

She wanted to sit up, but as soon as her arms were raised, she sagged softly.

"Are you awake?" Namu turned back suddenly, surprised and delighted.

His hands quickly supported her fallen body, and then sat on the edge of the bed, letting her lean against his chest.

His chest is strong, his muscles are full and elastic, and he is very comfortable to lean on, but the masculine breath on his body also makes her scent, making her frown lightly.

"I feel dizzy."

She did not want to be so close to him, but she knew that she would only make him angry if she said something she refused, so she used a euphemistic method.

Sure enough, Namu got it wrong and immediately got up and helped her lie down again, standing in front of the bed and looking at her.

"Is this better?" His voice was gentle.

She closed her eyes and hummed.

"That doctor, let him go, I'm fine," she said softly.

"Well, Prince Ben will let him get out of here! Quack doctor, get out!" Namu kicked the doctor's ass, and the doctor rolled out as amnesty.

She opened her eyes slightly again and found that a candle was lit in the room. It turned out that it was still dark and she hadn't slept too long.