The civet cat in his arms also ran away.

Xiao Jinrong hurriedly held Shen Linghan's finger in her mouth, sucked the blood from the wound, and cleaned the wound contaminated by the civet cat.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the square handkerchief, and carefully bandaged Shen Linghan's injured finger with his phoenix eyes down.

"There are toxins in the civet cat's body. If the wound is not treated properly, it will damage the body. Han Han's body is weak, so he must pay more attention to his body. I will order the imperial doctor to prescribe some antidote medicine for Han Han."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Jinrong looked up and saw Shen Linghan looking at her with red eyes, "What's wrong with Hanhan?"

"It hurts." Shen Linghan drooped her eyelashes, "It hurts to be scratched by a civet cat."

Xiao Jinrong smiled faintly, remembering Shen Linghan's nickname, "Jiaojiao!"

The first emperor had only Shen Linghan as a son, and the queen mother doted on Shen Linghan, so naturally she had to be pampered and raised.

When she was young, Shen Linghan couldn't stand any grievances, she was more delicate than a girl, and she would cry and make trouble if she got bumped a bit.

So she was nicknamed Jiaojiao.

But later, as she grew up day by day, Shen Linghan knew that this nickname was too feminine and not suitable for a boy like him, so she no longer used this nickname, and it was gradually forgotten.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jinrong could still remember it so clearly.

At this moment, Xiao Jinrong raised her hand to scratch the tip of Shen Linghan's nose, and sighed meaningfully: "It's been a long time since Hanhan hurt!"

Without waiting for Shen Linghan to speak, he said again: "When Hanhan recovers, I want to have a good time with Hanhan on the wedding night in our bridal chamber." Junyan suddenly moved closer to Shen Linghan, "Hanhan is looking forward to that day to be with me to the fullest. Happy, huh?"

A shy smile appeared on the corner of Shen Linghan's lips, she nodded her head slightly, and said softly: "I think," I'll kill you, the cold-blooded bastard who took a piece of flesh out of my heart.

Xiao Jinrong sat upright, looked at the distant horizon, and thought to herself, maybe!

Shen Linghan also looked at the sky, "I'm afraid it's going to rain today, Jin Rong needs to go back to the imperial capital earlier, lest it's too rainy to leave."

"I won't leave today." Xiao Jinrong said, "Tomorrow is a holiday, so I won't go to court."

Saying that, Xiao Jinrong smiled faintly at Shen Linghan, "Don't Hanhan like me staying in the palace with you?"

Shen Linghan gave Xiao Jinrong a cold look, and said angrily, "I don't like it, you are satisfied with my answer like this!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Linghan turned around with a bit of coquettish intent, not looking at Xiao Jinrong.

Xiao Jinrong became more and more suspicious of him, fearing that it would not be too long to find out about him and Shang Ke.

He looked at the dark clouds in the sky, Shang Ke should get things done quickly!

There were indeed too many hidden dangers around him, and he was dragged down by his body and didn't have much energy to deal with the old fox around him.

Especially since their wedding date is less than half a month away.

While Shen Linghan was distracted thinking, her waist suddenly tightened, and Xiao Jinrong hugged her from behind. Xiao Jinrong pressed her chin to Shen Linghan's neck, "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about our future." Shen Linghan said.

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