Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

When Shen Xi opened his eyes, there was nothing around him, just a vast expanse of white.

Wangcai also showed his true face at this moment, like a beautiful young man, wearing a blue and white Hanfu, but his body was only the size of a Barbie doll: "Boss, do you want to check their life after marriage?"

Shen Xi shook his head: "No, that's not me anymore, and he's not him anymore."

He sighed softly: "Let's go to the next plane."

Wangcai nodded: "Okay, it's being transmitted, please wait."

When Shen Xi opened his eyes again, he found himself on a battlefield full of flames. His white robe was stained with blood, and he stood up.

The boy's fair, sweet and naive face formed a sharp contrast with the battlefield full of flames.

A man riding a tall horse and wearing golden armor, holding a sword that was also stained with blood in his bloody hand, slowly walked towards him.

The man looked down at him, seemed very interested in him, and smiled?

But his smile was a little creepy, Shen Xi couldn't help but shudder, and Shen Xi's face was covered with blood.

The man looked at him in silence and said, "Who are you? You look like a young master from a noble family, so why are you here?"

"me?"

Shen Xi looked around in confusion: "It seems that there is no one else here." He smiled awkwardly.

The boy's smile made the man feel refreshed. The man never understood why such a clean boy would always appear on this blood-stained battlefield.

"My name is Shen Xi, and I don't know why I'm here. Big brother, can you take me away?"

“Okay.” The man smiled. He seemed very satisfied with the title of “big brother”.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed Shen Xi by the waist and sat on the horse.

He glanced around the battlefield and saw that there seemed to be no living people left, so he rode back to the camp.

The man arranged a tent for him to live in, and gave him some clothes, which were the men's own clothes. They came to fight, and they would not bring so many unused clothes.

Shen Xi soaked in a wooden barrel filled with hot water: "Wangcai!"

"Yes, sir, what can I do for you?"

"Transmission plot."

"Okay, it might hurt a little, big man, just bear with it."

moment--

A steady stream of memories rushed into Shen Xi's brain.

"Shen Xi is the son of the prime minister of Zhao. His mother was a concubine and a bastard. He was not well-received by the prime minister and was thrown into the battlefield for unknown reasons. He is timid and cowardly, and inherited his mother's good looks. Because he was ordered to do housework by his brothers for many years, his hands were covered with calluses. Once, he was pushed into the river by them. It was winter and the river water was extremely cold. Although he was able to save his life, he also suffered from a disease. That's why his skin is so white and his body is so thin."

Shen Xi sorted out the plot: "He is also a miserable person, but fortunately, I am here. By the way, is Zhao the country of the male protagonist?"

"No, the hero is the handsome guy Jiang Qi who just saved you. He is the prince of Yan, the enemy of Zhao. Although he looks handsome, he is tyrannical and has excellent physical strength." He lowered his voice for the last sentence.

Shen Xi's face turned red: "Say another word!"

"Boss, although the mission is difficult, it makes you happy, right? You should be able to bear it."

"you!"

"Alright, boss, hurry up and get dressed. We need to hurry up and improve his favorability during the battle. After all, there is a heroine in this world, and what we need to do this time is to snatch the man from the heroine. Hurry up, boss, I'm counting on you!"

He made a gesture to show that he was optimistic about you and then went offline.

Shen Xi was a little speechless. If he had known, he should have agreed when asked whether he wanted to change the system last time.