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

Chapter 669 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 34
Quan Jiu: "Of course I know."

You are the one who calls.

Shen Lang met her bright eyes, and after a long time, he was defeated.

Shen San stood behind and watched this scene with a sad face.

As expected, women can't be petted, and when they are petted, they push their noses on their faces.

Before leaving, Quan Jiu took Shen Lang to the back mountain to witness the power of her newly developed explosives.

Quan Jiu ignited the explosives, and immediately ran away. Within a short while, the ground shook behind her, and the mountains were full of dirt and stone chips, and the dust billowed, directly swallowing her thin figure.

"Meng Changxi?"

It was the first time for Shen Lang to see such a powerful explosive, but he couldn't care less about being amazed at the moment. His face darkened, and he rushed directly into the gunpowder smoke.

"grown ups!"

Seeing him taking risks, Shen San turned pale with fright, and followed him after him.

Shen Lang only walked seven or eight steps when he heard a cough.

"Cough cough cough..."

A vague figure moved from near to far.

He frowned, rushed over, put his hands on her shoulders: "Are you okay?"

"What can I do?" Quan Jiu looked bewildered, "But this time the saltpeter and sulfur seem to be added, and the power is stronger than I expected... Cough cough cough..."

Although he ran fast, he still choked on a lot of dust just now.

Shen Lang's face was livid: "Such a dangerous matter, let someone else do it next time."

"That won't work, they can't run faster than me."

The dust dissipated, revealing the clear figures of the two.

After Shen San approached, he realized that his lord's hands were still on Meng Changxi's shoulders, as if he wanted to hug...

He silently touched his nose, turned his back, and resolutely chose to turn into a wooden stake to stop the cavalry battalion who came forward.

Shen Lang lowered his eyes to stare at the woman in front of him, the tip of her nose and chin were covered with dust, and the tip of her nose was even darker, but those black eyes were clean and clear, looking at him innocently and watery.

He sighed helplessly in his heart, and pulled people into the carriage.

.........

on the carriage.

The white jade mask was gone, revealing the delicate and gorgeous facial features of a woman.

Quan Jiu sat opposite Shen Lang with a cat face.

"do not move."

Shen Lang came to her side, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the stains on her face.

He was too close, every time he wiped, the wide cuff scraped against Quan Jiu's cheek, and soon the light ambergris surrounded Quan Jiu.

Shen Lang held her face in his hands, his black eyes were focused, and he wiped it seriously.

As soon as Quan Jiu opened her eyes, she saw his straight brow bones and bridge of nose. She slapped her eyelashes, and suddenly moved forward, and gave him a smack on the face.

Because the distance was too close, Shen Lang didn't even have time to dodge, so he could only let her be frivolous.

The man's face was cold, dust was rubbed on his white as jade cheeks, the corners of Quan Jiu's mouth curled up slightly, and an inexplicable pleasure rose in his heart to pull him into the water.

There was still moist warmth on Shen Lang's face, and the moment Quan Jiu rushed over, his black eyes suddenly darkened.

"very funny?"

He picked up a handkerchief and wiped her nose with a stronger force than before, as if to vent his anger.

"No."

Although Quan Jiu said so, his eyes were full of smiles.

"It's just...it's rare to see you in such a mess."

He is always well-dressed, with a cold face, making people daunting.

Shen Lang stared at the smile in her eyes, and gradually stopped wiping. He dragged her chin with one hand, staring at her with dark eyes.

Quan Jiu noticed that the atmosphere had changed, and the smile on her lips retracted, and she looked at him.

The four eyes met, Shen Lang's eyes were burning hot, like a hunter aiming at his prey.

Quan Jiu wanted to back up, but just as he moved, a big hand wrapped around her waist, and he moved forward suddenly, and she fell headfirst into Shen Lang's tough chest.

"If you get into trouble and want to run away, where in the world is such a good thing?"

The man's thin lips opened and closed next to her ears, and a low and hoarse voice came out. She put her hands on his chest, and she could even feel the vibration of the chest cavity.

Quan Jiu tried to struggle: "No, I'm covered in dust, don't touch it..."

Shen Lang's face still had the evidence of her chaos just now: "This is not what you want."

She was ashen-faced, but her black eyes were glistening and seductive.

Quan Jiu wanted to say something else, but as soon as she opened her red lips, a shadow fell in front of her eyes, and the movement of her mouth opening gave Shen Lang convenience.

Different from the teasing last time, the man obviously took it seriously this time, he was aggressive and did not allow her to retreat.

Quan Jiu opened his eyes to look at him, a smile flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he deliberately rubbed her nose with the tip of his nose, she gave him a warning look, but in exchange for the man to plunder even more crazily.

After the kiss was over, she was panting in his arms, but Shen Lang didn't change his face, but his breathing was a little faster than usual.

"Next time, don't do something as dangerous as lighting a fire."

.........

Quan Jiu quietly returned to the palace, took a quick shower, and had just changed into clean clothes when he heard Eunuch Zhou come to report.

"The Emperor is here!"

The door creaked open.

Chu Tuo was wearing a gilded dragon robe, and strode in: "Doctor Shen?"

It was quiet outside the hall, no one was there.

Chu Tuo raised his eyebrows, and walked into the room: "It's all over, where else can I go..."

He passed through the screen and saw the empty big bed, his brows furrowed slightly.

No one in the room?
Just as Chu Tuo was about to ask the maids of the Palace of Mental Cultivation, he saw Quan Jiu come in from outside the house wearing a white jade mask, with doubts in his eyes:
"His Majesty?"

Chu Tuo looked at her obscene clothes under a blue robe, obviously dressed as if she was about to fall asleep:

"It's so late, I thought you were asleep, but I didn't expect you to be away."

"Wei Chen went to the latrine." Quan Jiu replied without changing his expression, "Your Majesty visited late at night, why?"

Speaking of this, Chu Tuo showed annoyance.

"I have been suffering from insomnia for the past two days. I think of Aiqing's sleep-aiding massage technique, and I want to try it again."

Quan Jiu: "It's simple. Your Majesty just sit down. I have a method that is better than massage. Would Your Majesty give it a try?"

.........

10 minute later.

Chu Tuo was lying on the couch, his back and face were covered with silver needles.

"How does Your Majesty feel?"

Chu Tuo frowned tightly: "I'm a little sleepy, but it's just this needle... It hurts..."

It's not that the imperial physicians in the palace did not give him acupuncture before, but they never felt such pain.

Quan Jiu agrees solemnly: "It's right if it hurts, and it means that the acupuncture points are inserted accurately, and the effect will be quick."

Chu Tuo's complaining words were stuck in his throat like this.

"If Your Majesty can't sleep anymore, you can ask Weichen to get a few more needles."

Quan Jiu started to pack his tools.

The silver needle bag was next to Chu Tuo's head, she moved her robe slightly, reached over his left ear, and picked up the bag.

With a flick of the sleeve, Chu Tuo lay down on the couch and sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose:
"Aiqing changed the sachet? Don't mention it, it smells pretty good..."

(End of this chapter)