Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Gu Zhan just looked at her like this for a long time, and finally picked up the bowl of mung bean soup and drank it by the spoonful.

"Jiaojiao, I have one last request, please grant me." Gu Zhan felt that it was becoming difficult to breathe. It turned out to be really poisonous. He stood up staggeringly, then his knees softened and he knelt beside her. He gently held her hand.

"Oh, tell me." Wen Yunshuang touched his face with her hand.

Gu Zhan raised his head and smiled tenderly at her, but his eyes were full of broken light: "Jiaojiao, after I die, I don't ask to be buried with you. I just want to ask you not to forget me so soon. Okay? And, Jiaojiao, please don’t accept a new face into the house so quickly..."

As long as he thought that after his death, a new face would come into the house to stay with her, Gu Zhan's heart would hurt terribly.

This kind of pain is more painful than the pain when poison enters the body.

In the end, Gu Zhan still didn't wait for her answer and fell straight to the ground with endless regret.

Wen Yunshuang looked at Gu Zhan, who was sleeping on the ground, and smiled with satisfaction. Without looking back, she said to the person behind the screen: "Auntie, go back and return your life to the Queen Mother."

"Yes, princess." Aunt Lan, who was serving the queen, came out from behind the screen together with two secret guards with swords on their waists. They bowed respectfully to her, then turned and left.

"Zhifeng, come in."

Zhi Feng, who was guarding the door, heard the sound and came in immediately. When he saw his master lying on the ground and the empty bowl on the table, he turned pale with fright and stammered: "Princess, Mr., Mr., this is What's wrong?"

Wen Yunshuang looked at Gu Zhan on the ground, her tone was casual, she poured herself a cup of tea leisurely, and took a sip: "It's okay, he just fell asleep, help him in."

"Yes, princess." Zhi Feng didn't dare to delay, so he picked up Gu Zhan and went to the inner room.

Xiao Ke looked at the blackening index that had no fluctuations, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional, [Host, the boss didn't turn black this time. 】

It also thought that according to the host's completely "burning bridges" approach this time, the boss's blackening index would be so high that it would scare people to death.

"Well." Wen Yunshuang drank the tea slowly, raised the corners of her lips, and asked it pointedly: "Xiao Ke, do you know that there is no poison in it, just an appropriate amount of sleeping pills. "

Although his behavior just now seemed like what Gu Zhan would say, it was a little different.

[...]Xiao Ke suddenly lost his ability to speak and chose to escape silently.

Wen Yunshuang had no intention of pursuing it and continued to enjoy tea leisurely.

An hour later, Gu Zhan woke up. He sat up from the bed and looked at the familiar furnishings around him and the thin brocade quilt covering him. He couldn't believe it.

He...isn't dead!

"A Zhan, are you awake?" Wen Yunshuang lifted the curtain and came in, standing there looking at Gu Zhan with a half-smile.

Gu Zhan suddenly raised his head and saw Wen Yunshuang smiling at him. He quickly got out of bed, walked over in a few steps, and hugged her into his arms. His tone was affirmative and joyful: "Jiaojiao, you didn't kill me." I."

Wen Yunshuang raised her little face, tapped her finger on his lips, and said sweetly: "Well, I didn't kill you, but I poisoned you. If you betray me, your orifices will bleed dry." And die~"

After she finished speaking, Gu Zhan lowered his head and bit her pink lips, and chuckled: "Well, Jiaojiao will do whatever she says."

"You don't believe it?" Wen Yunshuang snorted.

"I believe it. I believe everything Jiaojiao said." Gu Zhan looked at her dotingly, grabbed her hand, and intertwined their fingers with hers.

Wen Yunshuang gave him a stern look, grabbed his hand and walked to the bed: "Come with me."

She pushed Gu Zhan down on the bed and put her hands above her head. She pulled a strip of cloth from somewhere and tied his hands to the head of the bed. As the layers of curtains fell, her body gradually Moving closer to him, fingers touching his cheeks, earlobes, and neck, his breathing became a little heavy.

"Jiaojiao..."

Wen Yunshuang looked at him with a playful smile in her eyes: "Fu Junyu, is it fun to trick me by pretending to be your fragmented body?"