Quickly pass through the male god's cute wife

Chapter 382 I Don’t Want to Restore the Country Today (40)

Jiang Qihan didn't know that his image in Qiyue's heart had already fallen a thousand miles away.

Although he doesn't like Mu Wuxing very much and thinks he has taken away his sister, Naihe Qiyue likes it very much, so naturally he won't say much.

Suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, he stepped in.

The boy was not wearing a splendid purple robe when he first saw him, but now he has changed into a bright yellow dragon robe that symbolizes the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

The young emperor still looked as gentle as jade, and the awe-inspiring arrogance that was only revealed in front of others was restrained in front of his own sister.

"Sister, is there any movement from Xingchen and Di Yan?"

After the servant closed the door behind him, he came forward with small steps and poured tea for Jiang Qihan.

Jiang Qihan heard Qiyue calling him just now, and rushed all the way here in a hurry and fast, and now he sat down and was a little out of breath, his throat and lips were a little dry, and he took a sip when he saw the tea.

Unexpectedly, the tea was just boiled, and it was still boiling hot, so hot that his mouth hurt, his whole body shivered, and his throat was about to howl.

But afraid of losing face in front of his sister, Jiang Qihan immediately pursed his lips, but his cheeks twitched.

Qiyue, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but want to laugh, she stretched out her hand and waved at Jiang Qihan, "What are you doing in such a hurry, you must have burned yourself."

Qiyue lifted Jiang Qihan's chin with his hand, and looked at his lips, one part of his pink lips was completely red, it could be seen that it was a little hot.

Mu Wuxing sat on the side, seeing Qiyue holding Jiang Qihan's face in his hands, he felt a little unhappy.

If it wasn't because Jiang Qihan was her biological brother, he would have chopped him up with a sword by now.

With a sullen face, he took the teacup at hand, took a sip of the tea, and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Jiang Qihan naturally noticed Mu Wuxing's expression, and he was a little embarrassed.

It seems that my sister still cares more about him, he just got burned, and my sister is so nervous.

Seeing that man was so angry, the villain in his heart raised his head triumphantly.

On the face, he was aggrieved, his eyes were big and round, and the water inside was swirling, like a newborn fox cub, which was very cute to see.

"Sister, it hurts." Jiang Qihan pursed his mouth, his eyes were dim, as if tears would roll out in the next second.

Qiyue knew that he was pretending, but the appearance of this animal cub really poked her red heart, making her heart soft, and her voice softened to comfort him, "Hey, I'll prescribe some ointment for you later, put it on It won't hurt anymore."

Sister's ointment.

Jiang Qihan's eyes lit up, it was a good thing.

He nodded quickly, and put his face on Yue's hand, rubbing against her palm, "Sister is the best, and I love Han'er the most."

Mu Wuxing sat on one side, his hands clenched, and the teacup shattered.

The warm tea dripped on him along with the liquid of blood.

He also leaned over pitifully, and handed his hand that was cut by the tiles to Qiyue, blinking his eyes, and said pitifully, "Yue'er, my hand is also broken, can you help me see it? "

Jiang Qihan:! ! !

Mu Wuxing, you scheming lady!
Despicable and shameless, to be so shameless, to use bitter tricks to compete with him for favor!
It's so hateful, this man really has been at odds with him all his life.

Qiyue glared at Mu Wuxing, and wrapped the brocade handkerchief in her hand gently around the wound on his palm, "Do you still have the ointment I gave you? Go back and apply it yourself."

(End of this chapter)