After being forced to whitewash the villain [Transmigration Book]

Feng Qiyu doesn't care whether Shen Jimo hates him or not, because when he chooses to do so, he is ready to be hated by him, but what does it matter?When the love is deep, doesn't he still beg to ask himself for it, so that he can't stop?This is enough, as long as you can keep him by your side, so what if you break his wings?

After tossing him for a day and a night, Feng Qiyu was rare to be gentle, she rubbed her head against his shoulder, and suddenly laughed softly, "You are so smooth and fair here, why don't you let me give you... a mark? "

Shen Jimo trembled when he heard the words. He didn't know what Feng Qiyu wanted to do, but he was inexplicably terrified. He opened his mouth and his voice was so hoarse, "What do you want to do?"

Feng Qiyu smiled, raised her head to look at him, then leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, tightened his waist, but she didn't answer the question, "You're exhausted! Go to sleep!"

Shen Jimo was so tired that he couldn't even lift his hands after being tormented by his unhealthy body, but when he thought of his child, he couldn't sleep at all, and his heart hurts so much that it hurts even to breathe .

Feng Qiyu hugged him and waited for him to fall asleep, feeling unhappy in her heart.He held Shen Jimo's waist, forcing him to sit on his waist, looked at him from bottom to top, raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Shen Jimo looked at his messy appearance in his eyes, and his heart ached like twists and turns. He couldn't bear to look directly, and closed his eyes in pain.

"Heh..." Feng Qiyu just laughed, and then sat up, holding him close to his ear, "It seems that you are still not too tired, why don't we...do it again?"

Shen Jimo was really startled by his strong desire/desire, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to his chest, "No..."

"No?" Feng Qiyu kissed him with a smile, "Then sleep well."

Shen Jimo was frightened by him, he didn't dare to think about anything else, and closed his eyes obediently.

Feng Qiyu didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he heard the sound of even breathing, kissed the top of his hair, and called the people outside with Shen Mou.

Looking at the clothes torn all over the room, the ghost doctor did not dare to look up at the situation on the bed, and knelt down beside the bed with his head down, "My lord."

While Feng Qiyu put on her clothes, her eyes still lingered on Shen Jimo, but she said to the ghost doctor, "I didn't control myself last night, so hurry up and show him."

The ghost doctor hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nodded repeatedly, "Yes, let's see."

After Feng Qiyu put on his clothes, he stood aside and watched the ghost doctor examine him, and he was not relieved until the ghost doctor told him that there was no problem, "I'm going to discuss things now, you Stay here to take good care of him, if anything happens later, I will take you as a question."

"Yes, my lord." The ghost doctor looked at Shen Jimo with a shame that there was no intact skin on Shen Jimo's body, and sighed after Feng Qiyu walked away: "It's not that I can't control myself! It's screwed up."

Shen Jimo woke up in the evening. When he woke up, his body was completely dry, which showed that it had been cleaned by someone. Then he raised his hand and looked at his arm. All the traces left there from last night had faded away. The bite marks on the wrist from the bite last night have all disappeared.He stared blankly at his wrist, completely unaware that there was actually another person in the room.

The ghost doctor saw that he had been in the same position for a long time, and thought he was suffering from cramps, so he hurriedly approached him and asked, "What's wrong? Is there any other discomfort?"

Shen Jimo regained consciousness after hearing the words, quickly withdrew his hand, and was stunned when he saw the ghost doctor in a blink of an eye.

He vaguely remembered that it seemed that he had delivered the baby for him.

With a sudden jump in his heart, he quickly grabbed the ghost doctor's hand, and his eyes turned red unconsciously, "Sir, my child..."

As soon as he heard the word child, the ghost doctor was startled, he hurriedly broke away from Shen Jimo's hand and prostrated himself on the ground, cold sweat had already rolled down his forehead, "The child was sent away by the lord, it's not a small matter, I hope you Don’t blame the little ones in the future.”

Shen Jimo caught the word "send away" very keenly, and was overjoyed. He looked at the ghost doctor on the ground in surprise, and asked him cautiously, "You said...sent away?"

The ghost doctor nodded fiercely, and fearing that he would blame him, he hurriedly knocked his head on the ground a few times, "The little one handed over the little master to the master of Xuanling Sect in strict accordance with what the lord said, and he didn't dare to It means half slack."

Hearing this, Shen Jimo slowly calmed down, suddenly felt joy, tears burst out of his eyes involuntarily, and actually laughed out loud.

The ghost doctor dared to look at him and looked up when he heard him laugh, but seeing his face full of tears, he couldn't help feeling puzzled.

He is crying and laughing...is he happy?Still sad?

It's just that he was not allowed to guess, and Shen Jimo's questioning followed.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, forced himself to calm down, looked at the ghost doctor with red eyes, and threw out all the questions in his mind, "Did you see it? What does it look like? How much does it weigh? Is it male or female?" ? Did you cry a lot?..."

The ghost doctor was dumbfounded by his question, and it took him a while to react.It turned out that sending the child away was only the Lord's intention, and it seemed that the Queen didn't know about it!

He suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Shen Jimo, and hurriedly answered him one by one: "He is the most beautiful child I have ever seen. He weighed about six or seven catties when he was born. He is a little son, very like the Lord, little boy The guy is very obedient, he was quiet after he was born, and he even smiled at the Lord..."

When it comes to the little guy, the ghost doctor can't stop talking, telling Shen Jimo all about his short time with the little guy.He really likes this little master, but unfortunately, such a cute child, the lord doesn't like it.

Shen Jimo listened carefully and looked at the ghost doctor enviously. How much he hoped that he could hug his child like the ghost doctor.

"It's just that the queen, you and the lord have such a good relationship, and the little master is so cute, why doesn't the lord like him?" The ghost doctor couldn't understand this question.

Mentioning this, Shen Jimo felt a little embarrassed. No one knew about the intricate relationship between the three of them, and it was inconvenient for him to explain to others. He could only smile at the ghost doctor apologetically, and did not intend to tell the truth.

He doesn't want to talk about the affairs of the masters, and it is not appropriate for a minister to ask more.

Although curious, the ghost doctor still didn't ask any more questions. He glanced at the medicine on the table, sighed softly, picked it up, and brought it to Shen Jimo, "Your Majesty, drink up the medicine!"

The discomfort in his body has all subsided, Shen Jimo really didn't understand why there was still medicine to drink, so he frowned and asked, "What kind of medicine is this?"

The anti-fetal medicines he took before were all taken in pills, and he could just swallow them with water. As for this... It was a dark bowl with a strange smell, and it was really hard for Shen Jimo to swallow it.

The ghost doctor is also a little worried. This is the medicine that the Lord asked him to cook for Shen Jimo himself. As for what kind of medicine it is, he actually doesn't know. How can he explain it?Just when he was at a loss, Feng Qiyu's voice came in from outside.

"Naturally, it is the medicine that will allow you to conceive a child of this seat quickly." Feng Qiyu walked in from the door with a smile, holding a cloth bag in her hand.

Shen Jimo stared blankly at him approaching, and frowned.

Feng Qiyu clearly saw his subtle expressions, then twitched her eyebrows, took the medicine from the ghost doctor's hand, signaled the ghost doctor to go out with her eyes, walked straight to the bed, and handed the medicine to his lips, "Drink gone."

Shen Jimo didn't want to, so he parted his lips.

He absolutely didn't want to try the pain of being forcibly stretched apart a second time.

"Don't drink?" Feng Qiyu was still smiling, but her tone was somewhat displeased.

"Don't drink." He always takes soft things rather than hard things, so naturally he won't compromise easily.

"Heh..." Feng Qiyu chuckled maliciously, and when Shen Jimo wanted to repent, it was too late, and the faint fragrance that made him drunkenly invaded him again.

Shen Jimo immediately softened his body, but still looked at him angrily, "Feng Qiyu, you are shameless."

Feng Qiyu was not annoyed, pinched his chin and fed the medicine, then kissed his lips, tasted the bitter taste of the Chinese medicine with him, and said immediately: "You are not shameless, but When I was doing it, I didn’t see you pushing away from this seat.”

This snarky sentence was something he taught Feng Qiyu before, but he didn't expect that today, he was so snarky that he couldn't even say a word.

Shen Jimo looked at him angrily, trembling with anger, but couldn't find a suitable word.

Facts have proved that the saying that the disciples of the church starved to death of the master is really not groundless.

Seeing him like this, Feng Qiyu hurriedly kissed him on the cheek to comfort him, "Don't be angry, I brought you something nice." She said and pushed him down on the bed.

Shen Jimo had to admit that he didn't hate the bed with Feng Qiyu, but he couldn't stand the unrestrained demands like him.

He held Feng Qiyu's arm tightly, looked at him in panic, "Don't..."

"Hush!" Feng Qiyu blocked his lips with her index finger before he could speak, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, I won't do it today." He opened the cloth bag in his hand as he spoke.

Only then did Shen Jimo see clearly that the cloth bag contained a few thin silver needles, his heart tightened immediately, and he looked at Feng Qiyu in horror.

Feng Qiyu looked at him with a smile, took off his clothes again, and wandered on his shoulders like yesterday, "You really look good here."

Shen Jimo was in a panic, turned his head to look at him, and asked in horror, "what do you want to do?"

Feng Qiyu took out a dagger from her bosom, cut her own hand without saying a word, then looked at Shen Jimo, "Nothing, just want to leave something for you."

Shen Jimo didn't know what to do, but his body was limp and he had no strength to struggle anymore. It wasn't until the needle pierced his shoulder that he was completely sure what this lunatic wanted to do.

He looked resentfully at the young man who was seriously tattooing on his shoulder, and said through gritted teeth, "Feng Qiyu, you lunatic, you will die badly."

Feng Qiyu firmly suppressed him to prevent him from moving, turned a deaf ear to his words, and smiled back: "Even if I am going to go to hell in the future, don't worry, I will pull you along, never leave you alone."

The stabbing pain on the shoulder made Shen Jimo almost go crazy. He stared at Feng Qiyu until he finished stabbing the flower on the shoulder.

Using blood as paint, using devilish energy to penetrate the needle, a flower of the demon clan was stabbed out, which was the mark he made for him, a mark that belonged only to him.

Feng Qiyu pinched his chin and forced him to look over his shoulder, "Shen Jimo, you said that if one day I die, if Shangluo sees this, will he still want you?"

Shen Jimo looked at the Bianhua flower on his shoulder with trembling eyelashes, trembling with anger, "Feng Qiyu, you are really crazy."

Feng Qiyu smiled and kissed the flower, turned him over, and kissed the corner of his lips again, "Shen Jimo, you can only belong to me, and I won't let Shangluo touch you again. " Said and pressed him back on the bed again.