Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

? The person who said this immediately woke up from the wine.

He was just used to being mean, and the general never cared about making such jokes on weekdays.

Why today...

After Zhan Mijiang yelled, he finally recovered.

He was silent for a moment and pressed his forehead.

"Sorry, maybe I really drank too much..." He looked at the people around him with a pair of eyes.

Obviously it is still a familiar scene, but how I look at it at this time, it feels contradictory.

It's as if this is wrong.

But how could it be wrong? It's not that he hadn't been here before.

Although he thought so, Zhan Mijiang still stood up.

"You guys have a lot of fun, I'm a little uncomfortable, so I'll leave first."

After all, without waiting for others to stay, he opened the door and walked out.

The generals looked at each other, and all their original enthusiasm was suddenly disturbed.

"What's the matter? I have never seen a general make such a big fire."

"Me too, I was shocked just now."

"Doesn't the general hate his current wife? How come you can't even listen to a joke?"

Someone said casually: "The general doesn't really like his wife, right?"

The person who said this laughed after he said it.

They are all people who followed the general all the way to the north to change the country. If the general really likes her, he will not even send a letter or mention it.

Several people were puzzled, and attributed the matter to the general for drinking too much.

The carriage took Zhan Mijiang back to the palace.

At noon, the palace was quiet.

After Zhan Mijiang got off the carriage, he woke up a little from the wine, but he was still a little drunk.

He let go of his instincts dazedly, touched the door of her bedroom, and then raised his hand to push the door open.

She was lying on the bed and fell asleep, with a small slapped face wrinkled, and she seemed to be asleep.

The originally slender ankle was wrapped in gauze, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the room.

Zhan Mijiang ghost envoy stretched out his hand to hold her foot, and looked at the wound on her foot tenderly.

The moment he held her foot, she was awakened from her dream.

After seeing him, Little Fairy became stiff, and then she pulled her feet out of his hands with force with her legs.

His hands were suddenly empty, and then Zhan Mijiang raised his head and looked at the person in front of him.

She seemed to be like this all the time, looked calm and indifferent, and didn't care about anything.

Looking at her, Zhan Mijiang felt complicated feelings in his heart.

He obviously liked Qi Yishu, but when facing her, he couldn't help but feel strange emotions in his heart.

Zhan Mijiang leaned down, obeyed his heart, and wanted to kiss her.

But the person under him frowned, supported by his slender arm, and refused to get close to him.

——He has a strong smell of rouge, and he knows where it came from.

She closed her eyes, her heart was obviously scarred, but at this time it was still painful like a needle stick.

Zhan Mijiang's originally drunk eyes slowly cooled.

Why not give it to a kiss?

He stretched out his hand and easily pressed her hand on his head.

"Pretend to be noble?" He smiled mockingly: "Is there anything else in you that I haven't played with? Huh?"

He pressed on her in an insulting manner, passed his hand behind her, lifted her back off the bed, and pressed it to his chest.

There was a faint smell of medicine on the person under him, and he didn't rush his nose.

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