Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 190 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 28
Quan Jiu leaned back his slender neck, raised his chin and looked at him, not admitting defeat at all.

All Jing Chuantang's attention was on Quan Jiu's slightly parted red lips.

A woman's lips are beautiful, extremely thin...

Good for kissing.

When these four words came to his mind, Jing Chuantang himself was taken aback.

kiss……

He stared into Quan Jiu's eyes.

Did she really want to seduce him, or was she just bluffing?

Quan Jiu is naturally bluffing.

Monstrous butterflies like Jing Chuantang just like to talk loudly, the more you are afraid of him, the more he can get happiness from your fear.

Once you are not afraid and even contend with him, he will stop teasing you instead.

Quanjiu is full of confidence!

001 glanced at Jingchuantang, and said "hehe" silently in his heart.

Jing Chuantang's voice was a little hoarse:
"Your Majesty, do you know what you are doing?"

Quan Jiu frankly said, "I didn't do anything."

He was the first to do it, so she can't be blamed, she just used her own way to treat her.

"But Weichen wants to do it."

Jing Chuantang suddenly made a sound, his black eyes were like a bottomless deep sea.

In Quan Jiu's surprised and shocked eyes, the man suddenly possessed himself and grabbed her slightly parted thin lips.

Quan Jiu:! ! !
This unscientific!

001: I told you to watch less unnutritious love official accounts.

Quan Jiu: The official account is dead! !
Jing Chuantang is dressed in red all year round, and he is as hot as a flame. Even when he kisses, he is more fanatical than others.

Quan Jiu was firmly pressed to the ground, his two hands were held together, Jing Chuantang grabbed her two wrists with one big hand, and the other hand slid down, confining the woman's soft waist.

"Well……"

Quan Jiu had difficulty breathing and twisted his waist in discomfort.

Jing Chuantang put his tongue on his cheeks, and let out a sneer, not only did not weaken, but became wilder.

After a long time, Quan Jiu's chest heaved and he almost thought he was going to die from lack of oxygen, Jing Chuantang finally restrained himself and let go.

The man's thin lips were stained with water, and his deep facial features were covered with a layer of bright color. He moved closer to Quan Jiu's ear.

"Does Your Majesty like this, my minister?"

Quan Jiu: "..."

It's too cruel.

For a moment, she even suspected that she was a wolfhound.

"... bold."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was weak and coquettish, without any threat.

Jing Chuantang's black eyes deepened, and his big hand squeezed her waist heavily:
"I have something bolder, I just don't know if His Majesty can bear it."

Quan Jiu: "!!!"

Help.

Was it just to tease her?
She is still immersed in the grief of being deceived by the "love marketing account"!
The man's big hand is still around her waist, and it tends to slide up anytime and anywhere...

Quan Jiu pursed his lips and turned his head away from looking at him.

Jing Chuantang was amused by her petty temper, the handsome young man had soft brows and soft eyes, his voice was lowered, and he was inexplicably spoiled.

"Don't bother me anymore?"

Quan Jiu said sullenly: "...I didn't make trouble."

"Okay, you're not making trouble."

The corners of Jing Chuantang's mouth raised even higher.

Quan Jiu: "..."

Why do you feel that she is making trouble for no reason?
Jing Chuantang didn't intend to continue to "offend the above" as far as he said.

Quan Jiu regained his freedom and stepped on Jing Chuantang's instep.

"Aiqing can go away."

Jing Chuantang curled his lips: "Your Majesty just throw it away when you're done using it, isn't it a bit too merciless?"

Quan Jiu: "..."

Didn't you kiss me first?
Seeing that she had a tendency to explode, Jing Chuantang shook the dust off her robe and bowed to salute.

"Your Majesty should be tired these days, I will visit you tomorrow."

Quan Jiu directly opened the curtain and pushed the man out.

When the tent returned to quiet, she rubbed her hair violently.

"This unscientific!"

Jing Chuantang actually kissed her?

Are the male protagonists who are agreed to be more difficult to flirt with each other? !
001 calmly said:
"It's quite scientific, and biology is also a kind of science."

Quan Jiu: "???"

"Ergou, you have changed."

This cold and abstinent dog system actually makes cold jokes?
001 was unmoved: "Is there?"

Quan Jiu said firmly: "Yes!"

001: "Do as the Romans do?"

He was born in the Western Zhou Dynasty. Hundreds of years ago, he would personally lead the host to do tasks, but after becoming an advanced system, he lived in seclusion and did not have a thorough understanding of modern human society.

Quan Jiu had an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

It’s like finally teaching the grandparents at home who can’t play smart phones to play King of Glory, a sense of mission arises spontaneously.

"Don't worry, I won't despise you!"

…………

When Quan Jiu went out the next day, he always avoided Jing Chuantang.

Quietness is a good thing, she wanted to be quiet.

The plague was still spreading, and overnight, there were more than [-] corpses in the city.

The matter of the antidote was urgent. She found an empty yard, closed the door to thank the guests, locked herself in the room, and began to study the antidote day and night.

She had never seen the type of plague this time, but fortunately, viruses always had similarities. After five days of research, she finally got the rough prescription of the first version.

According to the prescription, the herbal medicine was picked up, boiled and given to the infected person. After the patient had a high fever, the fever finally began to subside, and his consciousness gradually recovered.

This major breakthrough made everyone in the city see hope, but it was not enough. Soon people discovered that the first version of the antidote could only delay the exacerbation of the disease. Same symptoms.

Quan Jiu returned to the ward where the medicinal materials were piled up like a mountain, staring at the prescription and frowning.

There must be room for improvement, but she hasn't found it yet.

She spoke towards the door:
"Xin'an, bring the herbs that I let you dry this morning."

A young eunuch quickly approached outside the door, it was Quan Jiu's entourage brought from the palace.

Xin'an held a pot of herbs and handed it to Quan Jiu:

"Your Majesty, what you want...cough cough...cough cough...medicine..."

Hearing his coughing, Quan Jiu stopped his pen and looked up, only to realize that his face was frighteningly pale.

She frowned tightly, and she had a bad premonition in her heart:
"How long have you been coughing?"

The little eunuch immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed:
"Return to Your Majesty, just, just these two days...cough cough..."

Quan Jiu looked serious and covered his mouth and nose.

"Did you go to the imperial doctor for consultation?"

The little eunuch trembled in fright:
"Your Majesty, my family had a cold wind blowing in the yard the night before yesterday. I must have contracted the cold. Drink some wind-cold medicine and it will be fine..."

Quan Jiu's face finally darkened: "Go to Chengdong Camp to report."

The little eunuch raised his head in shock: "Your Majesty?"

The camp in the east of the city is full of people infected with the plague.

After Quan Jiu finished speaking, he felt something was wrong again, so he said in a cold voice:
"Seal up the entire mansion and prevent anyone from entering or leaving."

She is not safe now either.

The news of the blockade of the mansion quickly reached Jing Chuantang's ears. He didn't care about rushing to rush to the Grand Master of Changhe County, and went to the gate of Quan Jiu's mansion with a cold face.

As soon as Xu Zhu arrived, before he had time to drink his saliva, he heard the news that Quan Jiu had been quarantined. He was shocked and followed Jing Chuantang all the way to the gate of the mansion.

"General Jing, is this how you take care of Your Majesty?"

　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)