Fast Transmigration: The villain is pampered and flirtatious

"Does this really work?"

The king looked at the ointment, which didn't even have a package, with undisguised disgust on his face.

This thing looks like a three-no product.

Shouldn't you get rid of the only remaining hair on the top of your head?

"King, you'll know if you try it from above." Meng Jiao took the ointment and approached the king.

He still hates it.

It cost her [-] points for this little thing.

My heart is bleeding.

But compared to the previous props that were obviously stealing money, Meng Jiao could accept this price.

"Wait a minute!" Seeing Meng Jiao's impatient look, the king swallowed.

"Hasn't the king heard a word?"

Seeing his appearance, Meng Jiao asked a question.

The king asked curiously, "What words?"

"That saying is called employing people without doubt, and doubting people without using it. It means that if the king doubts my ability, then he doesn't need to let me try. If the king trusts me, then don't doubt anything, just trust me."

After Meng Jiao finished speaking, the king was silent for a while.

a long time.

He finally raised his head from the throne, "You're right." The king shook his heart and closed his eyes, feeling as if he would sacrifice his life.

"Come on, I believe you!"

His tone was very decisive, but the subconsciously retreating body still betrayed him.

Meng Jiao shook her head helplessly.

Isn't it just applying ointment?

He looked like he was going to be guillotined.

Meng Jiao once again sighed, did he become the king through the back door?

"are you done?"

The king squinted one eye, and the top of his head was cool and cool, which was very comfortable.

Meng Jiao replied, "How can it be so fast? The king waits, the ointment has not been fully absorbed, and it is impossible to see if it has any effect."

"Oh."

The king now obeys her.

"It's finished." Meng Jiao clapped her hands, "I need to cover it up, just wait for 10 minutes."

From nowhere, she found a piece of red hijab.

directly on the king's head.

Immediately.

The tall and burly king turned into a delicate little husband in seconds.

"I don't know your name yet?" asked the king.

"unnecessary."

Meng Jiao realized that what she said was too straightforward, she cleared her throat, "Hey, I'm the daughter of a lover, for the sake of the king's reputation, it's better not to reveal too much."

"The lover you mentioned is the one named Hall?"

"Yes." Meng Jiao nodded.

The king continued to talk to her, "Listen to his name, isn't he Chinese? What does he do?"

"He is just an ordinary mountain villager, and he certainly cannot be compared with the king."

Meng Jiao didn't know what the king was doing with these questions.

She made up an identity for Hall at random.

"Hey, I happen to be short of a queen, do you want to think about it?"

But just a mountain villager.

There are no conditions to give her a good life.

They didn't spend long together, but she managed to let herself relax in her presence.

This is rare.

Look around.

There is no way for so many wives in his palace to do it.

This Chinese woman did it.

Although her identity is not on the stage, he doesn't care.

I am the king of a country, how can I be as short-sighted as those people.

Happiness is priceless.

If she can make herself happy, then she is qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

"What?" Meng Jiao once thought she had an auditory hallucination. She blinked her eyes and asked incredulously, "King, did you say something wrong, or did I hear it wrong?"

Please.

They just met today, and they haven't even known each other for half a day.

What is the king saying?

To give her the throne of queen.

If he didn't hear it wrong, then there was something wrong with his designation.

"You didn't hear me wrong, and I didn't say it wrong. How about it, this seat didn't despise you, did it?"

The eyes under the king's hijab looked at Meng Jiao with piercing eyes.

Don't say it yet.

After seeing too many blond beauties, she felt that the Chinese-American woman in front of her was extraordinarily special.

Compared with their looks here, although her facial features are not as three-dimensional as those women's.

But her smallness and delicacy are also what they don't have.

"Stop!" Meng Jiao watched the king's eyes wandering over her body, and she immediately put her hands on her chest.

Does he know how to respect people?

If you want to see her, at least ask her permission!

There is no one like him who doesn't even say hello, but looks at people without saying a word.

Is it great to be a king?

Listening to what he said, I felt like I was going to be grateful to him.

She doesn't care about his queen position.

"What's wrong?" the king blinked.

Meng Jiao smiled and said, "Don't make jokes, the king. You know that I am a Chinese. Even if the king has a big belly and doesn't care, your subjects and other nobles will definitely not agree to let a Chinese Become a noble queen."

"You don't need to worry about this matter, as long as you nod, I'll take care of the rest."

The king thought that this was what Meng Jiao was worried about, and he promised with confidence.

"No, no, no." Meng Jiao waved his hands again and again, "Besides these, more importantly, I don't like to be restrained by nature, and I only like villagers in the mountains."

She refused cleanly.

The idea of ​​the king is horrific.

The candidate for the queen should be someone who wants to spend his whole life with him and grow old together.

He is so casual.

A person who has not met for more than half a day, he wants to be his queen.

It's really ridiculous to say this.

"It's time, I'll help the king take off the hijab." Seeing that the king wanted to say something, Meng Jiao hurried to him to check the effect of the ointment.

"Do you dislike my hair? Didn't you say that you will let them grow? As long as I have hair, I will still be a handsome king."

"Eh..." Meng Jiao scratched her head.

She has seen narcissistic people, and she has seen arrogant people.

Only this narcissistic and arrogant person, this king is the only one.

Why can't he understand human speech?

Could it be that he is the king, and all the women in the world revolve around him?

Sorry if that's the case.

Then I still want to be this special.

"King, you have stubble on your head!" Meng Jiao said happily after checking the top of the king's head.

"really?"

The king couldn't believe it.

But he did feel it, a little itch on the top of his head, a bit like the feeling when a wound heals.

"Really, if the king doesn't believe it, you can look in the mirror."

The king waved his hands, "No need."

Since his hair loss, he has been out of contact with stills.

Seeing the Mediterranean hairstyle in the mirror, he couldn't believe that the person in it was himself.

"I can do it with my hands."

The king reached out and groped the top of his head expectantly.

after awhile.

He said with a happy face: "It's true, I touched it, my short hair grows, I finally have long hair!"

God only knows.

How hard it was for him to walk this way.

I have tried countless methods, such as ointments, folk remedies, and those earthen remedies that are so bad that I vomit.

He tried them all.

However, none of them worked.

It surprised me that.

In the end, it was the Chinese woman in front of him who gave him hope.

"King, what did you promise me?" Meng Jiao blinked her almond eyes, taking advantage of the king's excitement, she seized the opportunity to ask.

It also takes a little distance from the palace to Sabina's Princess Palace.

Meng Jiao was worried.

If there is any more delay, I'm afraid something bad will happen.

"Hey~ There is someone who is not interested in the Queen's seat? It seems that I am destined to lose you." The king sighed and shook his head.

"The king is handsome and unrestrained, and he will definitely wait for the queen he likes."

Meng Jiao said flatteringly.

"But I only like you, are you willing?"

The king suddenly put his face in front of Meng Jiao.

Looking at the big face that suddenly appeared, Meng Jiao couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

He asked again and again.

Half serious, half playful.

Meng Jiao couldn't tell, how much of what he said was true and how much was false?

Due to his status as king.

In addition, I have something to ask of him.

Meng Jiao couldn't say things too harshly.

While she was racking her brains on how to refuse, she could have the best of both worlds.

The king sat back on his throne.

"Forget it, I know you don't want to, don't worry, I'm still a king anyway, I won't lose my kingly demeanor, and I don't bother to force others."

He raised his eyebrows and said.

"Whoo~"

Hearing this, Meng Jiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he figured it out, otherwise she wouldn't know what to say.

After all, he didn't dare to provoke him now.

If what he said didn't count, Meng Jiao really didn't know, so what else could she think of?

She thought of all the ways and people she could think of, and tried them all.

The king is her last trump card.

Meng Jiao could only count on him now.

The king put his wig back on, "Let's go."

"Huh?" Meng Jiao didn't react for a while, she asked in a daze, "Go? Where are you going?"

"Don't save your lover? Or did you change your mind?" The king said deliberately: "The next seat can still be given to you."

Meng Jiao said with a sneer, "Thanks to the king's great love, I can't bear it."

"Okay, I know you like the mountain villager."

After the king finished his appearance, he stood up from the throne.

"Seeing that you are so infatuated, you can't even impress you with the queen's seat. I'm a little curious, what kind of face does your mountain villager have?"

"Hehe." Meng Jiao laughed dryly twice, but she didn't know how to reply.

The king is fast.

He called his servants, and after giving his orders, many guard knights in armor gathered here.

Several people went straight to Sabina's underground palace.

. "I will do as you said. Please arrange for Aunt Fia as soon as possible. I must first make sure that she arrives at the treatment destination safely."

Under various entanglements, Meng Jiao made a difficult choice.

To put it nicely, there are two choices before her.

She has the power to choose.

but.

Fia's current situation does not allow her to choose.

She is already in danger.

She really couldn't help but watch her life go by like this.

Hearing the words, the servant behind him raised his finger to Meng Jiao, and said arrogantly, "Who are you, you dare to negotiate terms with the princess!"

Susan frowned.

"You pissed off the princess."

to be frank.

Although she herself is a low-status maid, she really doesn't like this kind of servant who can only flatter.

"Princess, I didn't mean it, I just..."

Sabina raised her eyes lightly, waved her hands and said, "Okay."

"Thank you, Mr...."

"Susan, take him down to receive punishment."

The servant thought that Sabina didn't take it seriously, and his face was overjoyed. Before he could say the words of thanks, Sabina moved his lips lightly, and his face immediately turned as pale as white paper.

"thump--"

The servant's legs went limp, and he immediately fell to the ground in fright.

"Princess, I know I was wrong, please forgive me." He crawled forward regardless of his appearance, lying at Sabina's feet, begging for mercy.

The servant still hasn't fully figured it out.

Obviously he was helping the princess, why was he the one who was punished?

Sabina: There is no reason, the blame is that I am in a bad mood at the moment, and you come out at this time.

"Huh?" Sabina's eyes froze.

A big man was crying.

She felt unlucky looking at it.

"Drag down."

"Yes, princess."

"You and you, you two, drag him down, don't affect the princess."

"Yes."

Sabina frowned slightly, and Susan pointed to the other two trembling servants.

For fear of offending the princess, the two lowered their heads as low as possible.

"Princess……"

"Susan, if he wants to howl again, you can increase the punishment yourself."

The servant wanted to make a final effort, but when Sabina opened his mouth, he immediately shut his mouth.

He also understood.

This punishment is inevitable.

In order to suffer less, it is better to keep your mouth shut.

It wasn't until the servants pulled away the servants on the ground that Sabina turned her eyes to Meng Jiao.

"Okay." She raised her eyebrows slightly.

after awhile.

Susan is back.

"Princess, everything is done." She replied.

Sabina nodded, "Well, Susan, please contact the hospital and ask them to get ready first, and tell them that we will send a private plane over here."

Susan nodded and said, "I understand, princess."

"Is this alright?" Sabina asked Meng Jiao after finishing her orders.

"You are a noble princess, you don't bother to lie to me. But I must confirm that Aunt Fia has arrived at her destination."

Meng Jiao said persistently.

Sabina stroked the broken hair behind her ears, "Okay, I'm not short of time."

She has been waiting for a month.

She didn't care about waiting any longer.

"It takes an hour and a half for the plane to reach the neighboring country at the fastest. You don't plan to stand outside the door for an hour and a half, do you?"

Sabina raised an eyebrow.

She wants to stand.

I don't want to accompany him.

Meng Jiao knew what Sabina meant.

She looked down at the knife on her neck.

Sabina understood, she waved her hand and said, "Let her go, let her in."

"Princess, she..."

The servant moved his lips, a little worried.

"What are you worried about? A person with bare hands, how can you let her do something to me?" Sabina asked back.

If so, then they are too useless.