When the demon king penetrates into the harem

It is hot every day, especially in the northwest. The sun hangs high, illuminating the vast grassland and the darkness.

After the secret conversation with Zhao Han that night, Zhao Xinchen really didn't hesitate at all, and directly issued a war letter to the Beiman, regardless of whether they should fight or not, and directly led the troops northward, fighting all the way to the military center of the Beiman.

Don't look at him, although he is ill, but his backbone is not weakened at all, and he is more ruthless in fighting than anyone else.

Of course, with his body and bones, he couldn't go directly to the battlefield, but these soldiers were carefully trained by him, and he was in command, so it can be said that they are not weak.

"Report—General, we have captured the enemy's military base!"

"Okay, don't let any of the brothers stay, lest the group of bastards come back again. In addition, let the brothers rest for a day after finishing this batch."

"promise!"

After the soldier who reported victory left, the beauty sitting beside him spoke.

"It's time for the prince to take the medicine, so you don't have to work so hard day and night, don't you want your legs anymore?"

"Zichen doesn't know yet, the situation is forcing me to be forced too~"

"You……"

Han Mo looked at him helplessly, no matter what he said, this man just had a face that didn't allow anything, and he really didn't want these legs.

In the end, he had no choice but to accept his fate and give him acupuncture and massage.

"Don't look like the king is going to die, isn't the king still fine?"

"Is it okay for you to call me that now?"

"Hey, I found that you are getting bolder and bolder now, and you dare to talk back directly, it seems that I am used to you~"

"I dare not."

"You dare, I'm used to you."

"..."

Looking at each other speechlessly, Han Mo lowered his head and massaged his legs silently.

These legs are a little out of shape due to long-term lack of exercise, but fortunately, the prince gets someone to massage them every day, and the muscles are still in good condition. It can be seen how handsome the owner of these long legs used to be.

I don't know how many times I sighed in my heart, Han Mo really felt sorry for the prince.

A handsome and suave person, once thought that Bi should be both civil and military, but now he doesn't even have a conservatory girl, it's really sad and deplorable.

"Zichen, what's the matter? It looks like it's about to disappear."

"..." It's not because you are pitiful and helpless!

But he obviously didn't have the guts to say it, and just looked at him with an indescribable look.

Zhao Xinchen laughed for a while, covered his eyes with his hand, and said hoarsely, "Zichen don't want to look at me like that."

Han Mo, who had his eyes covered for no reason, was bewildered.

"What's the matter, my lord?"

"I can see that this king wants to eat you."

"..."

Is that what I mean?Maybe I just don't want to be stared at with pity... so I'm not happy... Is it...

"Zichen, do you know..."

"I don't know, and I don't want to know!"

After speaking, he stood up and hurried out of the tent, but he couldn't escape the sound after all.

The sentence "Your eyes are like stars shining, I like it very much." Qing Piao Piao all fell into his ears.

After running a few steps, his face turned red, and he couldn't breathe well. The soldiers passing by along the way even said a few words of concern, which made his face even redder.

After Han Mo ran out, Zhao Xinchen was sitting in a wheelchair, watching his running back, showing a gentle smile.If Han Mo had looked back at that time, he would have turned around and ran back, hugging the gentle him.