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

Zhuzhi looked at Bai Lin's nonchalant appearance, and then thought of how the master died, so she was not worth it for the young master.

But I am a servant, and I have no ability to help the young master, so a pang of sadness welled up in my heart, looking at my handsome young master with red eyes, and murmured: "Young master? The servant is worried. When the old master was still there before, the young master was still there." With the protection of the master, if you go to the battlefield now, you will be alone."

"Young master, what sister Zhu Zhi said is true, the slaves are also worried." Seeing this, Zhu Ning stepped forward and said worriedly.

"One or two, young master, I haven't gone to the battlefield yet! I'm just crying like this, those who don't know think that young master, I'm missing an arm or a leg."

Seeing the two little girls' wholehearted dedication to him, Bai Lin was slightly touched, and then said: "You don't have to worry, the imperial edict hasn't been issued yet, and young master, I was able to beat the shit out of the cold thief before, and then go beat him again." Once, the result can only be the same, why do you have so little confidence in me?"

Zhuzhi was worried because she was worried, but she wouldn't keep saying bad things.

After all, he is his own young master. If he really went out to fight and said something bad now, wouldn't that be a curse on his own young master?

Zhu Zhi hurriedly raised her head to look at Bai Lin, and said after thinking about it: "This servant has a bad memory, I have forgotten how majestic and majestic the young master used to be."

Then he said to Zhu Ning, "Our young master! He is the invincible and invincible God of War of the Yin Kingdom. Is there any son in this capital who is better than our young master?"

Zhu Ning also smiled slightly and nodded in agreement, saying: "That's right, young master, a young hero, I'm afraid that in the future, he will become more famous in the world than those famous generals in history."

Bai Lin was so sung by these two little girls that he almost thought that he was already famous in history.

Needless to say, the storytelling talents of these two little girls are really comparable to those of the storyteller in the storytelling building.

If he continued like this, he might have gone to heaven.

Bai Lin immediately raised his hand to make a pause gesture, and said: "You two little girls, you are here singing and talking, and talking vigorously, I am afraid that tomorrow's storyteller will have to replace you."

Zhu Zhi pretended to be surprised and said: "Master, so we are so powerful in your heart!"

He kept nodding and continued to tease; "Young master, you have to treat us well, otherwise we will say that the young master has gone to heaven."

Hearing this, Bai Lin raised his hand and gave Zhuzhi a chestnut, pretending to be angry and smiling, but his heart felt inexplicably heavy.

He always had a very bad feeling, but didn't know what it was.

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The Imperial Palace, the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Yin Tingchen looked at the mountain of documents, all of which were submitted by the border.

It's all about the cold country's constant harassment of the border, robbing homes and looting, and the people on the border are miserable.

At present, the cold country is already rectifying its troops to fight against the Yin country. Now that the border defenses are weak, they may not be able to withstand it for a long time, so they need to quickly arrange military forces to support them.

Yin Tingchen raised his head to look at the ministers in front of the main hall, and said slowly, "My dear friends, now the Han country is a wolf with ambition, and not long after being beaten back, it's ready to move again, gathering troops to attack our Yin country, everyone loves you!" Qing, do you have any opinions? Who will be sent to fight?"