Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

She went to the book case and wrote a few lines of words, then handed it over. "Go, let's find a good family to marry."

In fact, every man in the backyard doesn't know that other people are also innocent. They want to live better in favor of their pets. Naturally, they will not tell that the princes just sleep in them, and occasionally eat some tofu. There is no relationship between the skin and the skin.

The man took the book and some moved. "Wang, you are a good person."

Shen Mubai, "....." Good guy card is no longer needed.

He walked a few, seemingly hesitant, and then came back, "Wang Ye, in fact, the slave family ... is not really want to go, if you can, the slaves are willing to stay in the palace."

Shen Mubai immediately said, "This king is not a good person. You can take away the things in the room that you like."

The man’s eyes are lost and he’s sad. “I know that Wang Ye has found a person who really likes it. Yin Xiaogong’s son is good and likable. I wish the prince to be with him for a hundred years.”

Shen Mubai, "....."? I will ask you if you see it.

She just wanted to shake her head and said that you didn't understand. The other person smiled and turned and went out.

Shen Mubai, "....." Soul comes back to listen to the king to explain it.

After licking the temple, I finally sent the group of men out. Just sat down and poured a cup of tea for myself. Meier ran over in panic. "Wang Ye, Ji Gongzi, they killed, how the slaves stopped Can't stop it."

Shen Mubai’s face was calm, “Nothing, the face is still facing.”

She took a sip, and it was very pretentious. "This tea is good, and I will give it to the king in the future."

Mei Er does not think that her family prince can cope, but see the woman has a well-thought-out, or swallowed the words back.

When Ji Shuiyan entered the room, he burst into tears and cried. "Wang, I am sorry for you, slave, you don't want me to live."

He wears a lot of normal clothes today, and his face is not coated with rouge gouache. This is a beautiful look, so there is a bit of a pitiful taste.

However, he witnessed the sorrowfulness of his spicy eyes, but he did not give birth to a little pampered heart. Instead, he was very headache. "You are not sorry for this king. It is the king who figured it out. It was not that you entered the house. After your wishes."

"So the prince, this is to want to discard us no matter what?" Miao people ink cold and cold.

Jun Shaomei does not speak, but looking at it, obviously also wants to ask for a statement.

"Wang Ye." Ji Shui smoked down and squatted down, holding the woman's thigh and cried. "If you don't want to be a slave, where should the slave be? I only have one prince."

Shen Mubai moved. He didn't get the thighs out, so he had to bear the temperament. "The king will not treat you badly. What do you want, though, and the king."

"I don't want to, I will be with the prince." Ji Shuiyan really cried, his eyes were red. "The slaves will follow the prince, and they will not go anywhere."

In fact, from the memory of Nalan Wuyang, Shen Mubai can also guess what Ji Shuiyan is for. She couldn’t help but bow her head and say good things. "Hookah, if you feel wronged, I want you to give it to you."

Ji Shuiyan was stiff and stiff, and raised his face in disbelief. "Wang Ye, are you looking at me like this?"

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