Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

?Because of the assassin incident, the two people's micro-service patrol was put on hold. Ye Chuijin refused to look for a doctor outside. Although she knew that her injuries were not in the way, Jun Zui still drove her back to the palace for days and nights. inside.

She started to have a fever as soon as she returned to the palace.

"It's just anxious to attack the heart, plus the injury on the body makes it look serious. Just take two sets of medicine."

Hearing what the imperial doctor said, Jun Zui's figure paused, and then he arched his hands: "You Lao's imperial doctor."

The two of them left a big mess when they went out of the tour in such a modest service, and Jun was drunk in her palace for a while before he could only deal with political affairs.

Ye Chuijin fainted for two days. When he woke up two days later, the first thing he saw was Jun Zui sitting in her room and criticizing the memorial.

Seeing her awake, Jun Zui was obviously relieved.

He respectfully saluted: "The emperor."

The person on the bed ignored him angrily and turned to face him, but just such a move involved the wound on his body.

"Hi..." As soon as the little emperor's voice came, Jun Zui walked forward nervously.

"But where is the wound open? I called the imperial physician."

The little emperor stopped him muffled: "No need."

Jun Zui bowed his head, and when the room was full of silence, he said, "The emperor will take care of his injuries, and the minister will leave first."

As he said, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

The little emperor's chest rose and fell, his eyes flushed with anger.

Just as she shed tears in the blink of an eye, a gentle sigh came from behind her.

Afterwards, Jun Zui bent down and gently tucked the quilt for her.

The person on the bed wiped away his tears, then turned his head hesitantly.

By the bed, a person in a dark red dress was looking at her caringly.

Jun Zui said softly: "Recover your wounds, and when your wounds are healed, I will teach you how to govern the country."

The little emperor looked at him, listened to his gentle statement, and wanted to pretend to be a tough one, "I don't need you to teach it." But I was afraid that he would really turn around and leave, so in the end he could only press his lips and nod his head: "Yeah."

Jun Zui looked at her unexpectedly well-behaved expression, and immediately reacted.

He paused and sat on the edge of her bed.

"...Don't force yourself."

Hearing him say this, the little emperor nodded his head cleverly, looking at him motionlessly, for fear that he would disappear.

Jun Zui then added softly: "I will stay with you and will not leave."

"Really?" Hearing his words, the little emperor's eyes immediately lit up, and then he habitually stiffened: "I, I...I don't have to be with you."

Hearing her bluntly changed his mouth, Jun Zui curled his lips and smiled: "It's a minister who is arrogant and wants to be with the emperor very much."

Hearing his words, the little emperor finally smiled.

There was a little ostentation in her eyebrows, not annoying, but rather pitiful.

"That's it."

The emperor said like this.

As time passed, Ye Chuijin's injuries finally healed.

During the period of recuperating from injuries, Jun Zui wrote memorials in her room every day, and from time to time he would take a book and sit by her bed to tell her the memorials in detail.

The way for the emperor is complicated and arrogant, but in Jun Zui's mouth it is like a spider web with a clear vein, and everything has a trace to follow.

He is indeed a talent for ruling the world. At this time, he is really willing to teach her with all his heart, the little emperor's way of ruling the country is going to a great extent.

Finally one day, Jun Zui put the memorial in front of her and signaled to her: "The emperor should also be in charge now."

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