Don't be a scumbag

"Girl, please speak louder, this servant can't hear you well." The man smiled honestly and said softly, trying to stuff the pill into his cold mouth.His eyes were blurred coldly, and he couldn't even see the other person's face clearly, so he could only resist with the instinct of survival, so the strength of resistance was minimal.She remembered the panic of life slipping away.Because of the high fever, my mind was a mess.

Zhu Wushi, who was pouring cold water behind the screen, suddenly thought of Sai Shennong once said, "Miss Suxin can't speak for a short time", his face changed, and he rushed behind the screen, and slapped the maid flying away with one palm.The little pill of unknown effect was on the cold and dry lips, as long as she opened her mouth slightly, it would fall into her mouth.

Zhu Wushi put away the pills, put on Leng Bingbing's coat, looked down at the maidservant who kept vomiting blood, and asked fiercely: "Say, who sent you here?!"

"The servant girl admires the demeanor of the gods, so she made her own decision to harm Miss Suxin. No one ordered the servant girl." The servant girl said intermittently, and blood continued to flow from her mouth and nose.

"Do you think I'm a fool? Very well, since you refuse to tell the truth and your bones are hard, I'll soften your bones before asking." Zhu ignored the danger and squinted his eyes like a beast Staring at prey.

The other party shuddered, bit her lower lip, and killed the original statement: "Slaves should not be jealous, I beg God to spare this slave's life." If she can move now, she must kowtow non-stop.

Zhu Wushi is definitely not the master of pity and pity. He grabbed the clothes of the maid who was like mud and threw her out. Naturally, someone would come to torture her.After closing the door again, he walked to the bed, looked at the frowning coldness, and hugged her distressedly.

This was the first time the two were so close. Zhu Wushi felt the softness of the chest, blushed, coughed lightly, and said with some embarrassment: "Su Xin, I'm sorry that I surprised you. That... I If you don’t worry about others, why don’t you let me wipe your body for you.”

Leng Bingbing nodded slightly, at this time, nothing is more important than life, and nothing is more important than completing tasks.She just pretended that Zhu Wushi was the bathing aunt in the bathhouse, she thought to herself with her eyes closed coldly.

Zhu ignored seeing the cold and tacit attitude, his face softened, and he took off the coat she was wearing, revealing the cold round shoulders and smooth back.Like wiping the most precious treasure, he moved bit by bit earnestly and carefully.

Such a slow process made Leng Bingbing extremely ashamed, at least she was not conscious when performing the behavior of his wife. Now that she was like this, a faint blush had already appeared on her body. "This is the scrub lady, this is the scrub lady..." Leng Bingbing kept hypnotizing herself, and the effect was just that.

Zhu Wushi had infinite fear in his heart, if he was one step too late, when he thought of this, he couldn't help but grab his cold left hand and stick his face on it.After finishing the work completely, he was sweating profusely, bid farewell to Leng Bingbing, and left in a hurry.

Leng Bingbing realized that once the pot was broken, she didn't care about anything, she curled her lips, and continued to fall asleep, the smell of wine permeated around her, making her dizzy.

Zhu Wushi was not as calm as he appeared. He waited for his body's reaction to pass with a wry smile outside the door, and arranged for his confidants to guard him before going to find Sai Shennong.At this time, Sai Shennong was brewing medicine, Zhu Wushi squeezed the pill he just got, and asked with a gloomy expression: "You may see what the medicine here is for? I want to help you shake the fan."

Zhu Wushi snatched the small round fan from Sai Shennong's hand, and fanned the fire under the medicine jar.Sai Shennong held the pill, first observed the color of the pill, and then put it under his nose to smell the smell.

"How is it?" Zhu Wushi asked anxiously.

"This is a pill to sterilize women. If I take it, I'm afraid the old man will be powerless." Sai Shennong sighed and continued, "It seems that someone in the imperial city has got the news, and the Marquis Shen should always be careful. The old man will also take care of the medicine prepared for Miss Suxin."

"Thank you." Zhu Wushi cupped his hands and left in thought.Who is going to deal with Su Xin?He was really puzzled. After all, he was not a favored prince and had no possibility of succession. Even if he had no heirs, what good would it do to others?If there is any means, he should be the most attacked.

The murderer couldn't be found for a while, and Zhu Wushi realized that his power was too weak, so what if he had strong martial arts?Facing the enemy is obviously intelligence and henchmen are equally important.The imprisoned maid committed suicide the next day out of fear of crime, and Zhu Wushi was so angry that she shattered a table with her palm.

Lying on the bed coldly and obediently for several days, under Zhu Wushi's careful care, most of his illness soon recovered.What made her happy was that she won the bet, and Zhu Wushi really never left, so naturally he couldn't do anything to drain the internal energy of the Eight Great Sects.Seeing that the weather was fine, he put on thick clothes coldly and finally walked out of the room.Although his face was still a little pale, he was in good spirits.

"Su Xin, why did you come out?" Zhu Wushi took off his ordinary clothes and put on the clothes of a prince.As the saying goes, a man depends on his clothes, a Buddha depends on his gold clothes, and the luxurious clothes make him taller and taller, domineering and upright.

"I've been lying down for so long, and my body is weak. The weather is good today, so I'll go out for a walk and get some fresh air. How about you? Are you going to go out?" Leng Bingbing smiled faintly, the corners of his mouth a little far-fetched.

Zhu Wushi got used to it very well, hugged the cold shoulder affectionately, and said gently: "I want to enter the palace, please ask the father to give us a marriage, let you be my princess."

Ah, get off your salty pig's hand!Leng Bingbing yelled in embarrassment, but leaned on the other person's chest docilely on the surface.The only good thing is that Zhu Wushi believed in her very much and never hesitated, so she didn't have to perform exhaustingly and it was much easier.She strongly hopes that the next world will be in a real palace, where the defense of men and women is strictly observed. These martial arts worlds are too open.

"What if your father doesn't agree? After all, I'm just a civilian girl, and I once had a marriage contract..." Speaking of this, Leng Bingbing obviously felt the temperature drop suddenly.

"You are my wife, and no one can change it. I will definitely convince my father. In my heart, you are much nobler and kinder than those official ladies." Zhu Wushi said firmly.

"Actually, ignore." No matter how many times she said the name, it was still strange, she complained, "I don't care if I become a princess or not, the glory and wealth are really not that important, for me, the most important thing is your happiness. "Yeah, if you feel happy, my mission will be successful.

"Su Xin, you deserve the best." Zhu Wushi looked at Leng Bingbing movedly, then hugged him hard, left Shenhou Mansion, and rode the prepared horse into the palace.I haven't come back for many years, the palace is still the same, lifeless, I don't know how many beauties and bones have been buried here.Among them, there was his mother, who ruined her life because of a drunken emperor.

Riding horses and wearing weapons are not allowed in the palace, so Zhu ignored it and could only walk.When the patrolling guards passed by here, they greeted respectfully: "See the Thirteenth Prince."

"Excuse me." Zhu Wu asked the guards to stand up kindly and dignifiedly. To his surprise, these guards flattered him a little, which made him frown slightly unconsciously.

The author has something to say: I wrote a [-]-word paper today, and I’m about to vomit blood. I’m an updater who has a stomachache but is still diligent~