Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

  Chapter 96 The sick prince is too clingy (17)

  Chunhua glanced at her second aunt, turned around and said gently, "Miss, are you tired? Let's go back to the room and have a good night's sleep."

   "Hmm, I'm so tired."

  Su Qiao covered her mouth and yawned, then glared fiercely at the old women behind the second aunt:

   "Blame you for waking me up, and come to beat my spring painting sister."

   "Hmph, I will punish you for kneeling here and apologize for my sister Chunhua."

   "Yes, Missy."

  A few old women who had been domineering in the mansion before Su Qiao came back looked dishevelled, but they didn't dare to send it out, so they could only hold back honestly.

  *

  Three Princes' Mansion.

   "Master..."

  Shi Bei hurriedly entered the room and whispered a few words in Duanmuhan's ear.

  Duanmuhan was not surprised, but slightly raised her thin lips: "Since it was her intention, then send someone to stir it up."

   "Yes." Shibei nodded respectfully, and stopped talking.

  Duanmuhan lifted his eyelids and gave him a cold look: "Is there anything else?"

  "Master, Miss Su, she...she is not stupid." In this case, the master had to guard.

  Shi Beihe hesitated for a long time before squeezing out such a sentence.

  A rare smile appeared in Duanmuhan’s eyes, and he chuckled: "Hehe, not only is he not stupid, but he is still a little fox."

  When he first saw her on Nanshan, he was suspicious.

   Those bright eyes are not like a fool should have.

  Although she speaks a bit straight, she is clear and organized.

   "Hehe, Su Ruifeng, this old fox."

   actually deceived the world for so many years.

  However, Su Qiao's face slid in his mind, and he shook his head slightly.

  If it were him, he would do the same.

  Su Qiao’s mother was the first beauty in Jin country.

  I heard that even his father had thought of taking him into the palace.

  And Su Qiao and her mother are said to be seven or eighth alike, and their appearance is even more so than her mother.

  "Master..." When Bei's mouth trembles, he needs to be persuaded.

  Su Qiao is good for giving the master tiger charm.

  But Su Qiao is the daughter of General Su.

  And who is General Su?

  He is the eldest brother of the second prince and concubine Yun Guifei.

This…….?

Whatever Shibei thought, she felt that the girl's approach was a little weird.

  The smile on Duanmuhan’s face instantly converged, his face cold, his eyes sharp: "Protect her, I don’t want her to make any mistakes."

   "...Yes." Shibei had no choice but to obey.

  No one is allowed to talk about things decided by the master.

  *

  In the dead of night, a black shadow flew past the wall.

   Jumped over the flowers and trees, flashed past the guards on patrol, and quickly leapt in from the window.

  The cold white moonlight shines through the half-opened windows and spreads out in the room, delineating the big edges and corners of the room.

  The black shadow's footsteps were almost silent, and slowly approached the bed, gently lifting up the pink bed curtain.

  Long and slender hands are abnormally white, and nails are very clean and tidy.

   Looking at the long-breathing person on the bed, for a moment, Duan Muhan was fascinated by the amazing appearance of the person on the bed.

   Really deserves to be the daughter of the first beauty in Jin, really beautiful.

  However, what he likes is the soul in this body that he can't help but approach.

   Hold your breath and squat down slowly.

  For a while, he gently curled his lips and chuckled: "Hehe, are you still awake?"

  Su Qiao reluctantly opened his eyes and sat up holding the quilt: "I won't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you running here?"

  As soon as the man came in, 444 woke her up immediately.

  I just don’t know what he wants to do, so she pretends to be asleep.

  Duanmuhan smiled slightly, adding a touch of vividness to his pale face.

   "I am here to repay your life-saving grace."

  Most of the night.

  I believe in your ghost.

  Su Qiao resisted the urge to roll her eyes, picked up the quilt and put it on her body, then sat cross-legged, looking at him solemnly:

   "My dad said, children of the rivers and lakes, don't care too much with your hand."

  (End of this chapter)