Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: I ignite a fire on the tip of the boss

Chapter 379 Disabled and Gloomy Eighth Prince (115)

Overnight, the news that the emperor fell ill spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Everyone was rumoring that the emperor fell ill because he was greedy for beauty and ignored the government, and was finally hollowed out.

And he deserved it.

In the palace, Li Jinhuan was putting on her clothes when Lin Qianyu suddenly pulled her clothes off again.

"My lord, what are you doing?" Li Jinhuan subconsciously covered the scenery in front of his chest with his hands, his little face flushed slightly.

This guy doesn't know how to see the sky, so he wants to do something, right?

They still have something to do in a while!

Lin Qianyu looked at her wary little eyes, raised his eyebrows and stood up, put his arms around her slender waist, and said ambiguously: "What are you blocking, madam? I haven't seen her before?"

Li Jinhuan's little face was flushed red, and her voice stammered a little: "You, you, you, you, you, don't be a hooligan!"

Lin Qianyu let out a low laugh, kissed her lightly on the lips and let her go, took out a soft armor from a box under the couch and handed it to Li Jinhuan.

"This king specially asked someone to make it according to the size of his wife. Although this is not very comfortable to wear, but in case you do something stupid again, just be patient and wear it."

Li Jinhuan took the soft armor, and his hands sank instantly.

"So heavy?!"

At least it weighs about ten catties. Can she still walk comfortably in such a thing?

"Maybe it's still too heavy for the princess, but it must be worn." Lin Qianyu snatched the soft armor from her hand, and immediately began to help her put it on firmly.

He didn't want to go through what happened last time again, it was too scary.

Li Jinhuan suddenly felt a little bit strangled, this feeling was like being crushed by a ten-jin boulder, and he couldn't breathe.

"My lord, loosen your ties a little, or you won't be able to breathe."

After hearing this, Lin Qianyu helped her loosen her soft armor: "Is this okay?"

Li Jinhuan nodded after feeling a little more relaxed: "Well, it's fine."

After packing up their things, the two got into the carriage and went to the palace.

On the way, the two chatted one after another.

"My lord, has your army been arranged? I sent a message to Xingyao yesterday to ask her to help you quietly open the north door when she was in the house. It should have been opened, right?"

"Well, it's been arranged, where is Madam?"

"Yu Yangxi has already quietly led people into the palace after receiving my instructions, just waiting for Lin Haobai and Li Weishuang to take the bait."

Lin Qianyu secretly looked at Li Jinhuan's side face, he didn't think it was such a delicate arrangement that a little girl who was only seventeen or eighteen could make.

Who are you?
When this is over, will you leave me?
"Who are you?" Lin Qianyu asked suddenly.

Li Jinhuan was taken aback for a moment, chuckled, looked at Lin Qianyu with a smile in his eyes and said, "My lord, are you sleeping stupidly? This concubine is your eighth concubine."

Lin Qianyu didn't respond to her, and asked another question: "Will you leave me after the matter is over?"

Li Jin smiled and said nothing, took his hand and touched his stomach, and said softly: "My lord, do you feel that the little guy in here is kicking the lord? Even the little guy can't stand it." It's time, the prince still asks such a stupid question, the concubine will not leave, only death can separate us."

Lin Qianyu was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes gradually shifted from her face to her stomach. Although it is still flat now, one can tell a thing or two from her words just now.

His eyes gradually became pleasantly surprised: "Are you happy?"

(End of this chapter)