The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Zhu Ning, Zhu Zhi, the name is a good name, presumably the original owner must be a person full of ink.

A gentleman who is full of ink must attach great importance to rules, Bai Lin silently made a conclusion, put on the air of a gentleman again, and smiled gently on his face.

Little did they know that his smile actually made Zhu Ning take two steps back in fear, Zhu Zhi was so angry that she didn't know what to say.

She had no choice but to give her a hard look, if it wasn't for the fact that the young master was here, she would definitely teach you how to behave.

Bai Lin didn't know the "turbulent waves" between the two of them, so he continued to sit upright and said, "I just fell asleep and I can't remember some things clearly. Did I say where I'm going later?"

The young master has experienced so much and received so many stimuli, and it is normal for him to be forgetful. A trace of pity flashed in Zhu Zhi's eyes, and he replied softly: "Not today, but tomorrow night we will go to the Spring Festival banquet in the palace. If The young master feels that the room is very stuffy, so you might as well ask the servants to accompany you for a walk, I heard that the plum blossoms in the imperial garden are in bloom, and the plum blossoms must be more beautiful in snowy days."

Zhu Zhi's words made Bai Lin see a lot of things.

The first is the imperial garden. The name imperial garden refers to the back garden in the imperial palace, so I must be in the imperial palace now.

Secondly, if they call themselves young masters instead of young masters, then they must not be the emperor's male favorite. If they were the emperor's male concubine, they would have to compete with a bunch of little girls for favor.

Then he must be the son of an official's family, and he came to live in the palace in advance to wait for tomorrow's Spring Festival banquet.

That's strange, he hasn't heard that the son of an official can live in the palace, even if he is as powerful as the prime minister, he may not be able to, so his identity is still a mystery.

It's definitely not a problem to be bored in the house, Bai Lin is determined to go out for a walk, maybe he can meet other people and learn something from them.

He nodded and said: "I'll rest for a while, and we'll go out and visit the garden later."

"Yes, the eunuch from the imperial dining room came here just now, and the servants saw that you were asleep and put the food in the room. It might be a bit cold, young master. You should make it up first, and eat some warm food after dinner."

Zhuzhi unfolded the lunch boxes on the side one by one, as expected of a cook in the palace, he pays attention to the taste and taste of the dishes, even if it is cold, it will not affect its appearance.

Then he waited for Bai Lin to sit down, served tea and poured water after a lot of tossing, and then retreated.

During the whole process, Zhu Ning hid in the back and gave his hand silently, not daring to approach Bai Lin at all, every time he glanced over and quickly avoided it, this made Bai Lin even more curious about what the original owner did to scare the little girl to such an extent.

After Zhuzhi and Zhuning left, Bai Lin quietly called out to the empty room: "Tong'er? Tong'er? Tong'er?"

【exist. 】

Bai Lin heaved a sigh of relief, the shadow of fighting alone in the last plane was too great, "Can I discuss something with you?"

【What's up? 】

"Could you not assign favorability missions for this mission? You don't know how many planes are in front of you. Even though you know that the opponent is a scumbag, you still have to rush to gain favorability. My fragile little heart..."

【understood. 】

The system agreed so readily that Bai Lin was at a loss as to what to do. He cautiously asked, "Is it really possible?"

The system didn't give him any repetition, and the indifferent electronic prompt sound broke into his mind——

[Time and space are being reset, please prepare the host——]