Quick-wearing scumbags are haunting, villains please pay attention

Chapter 665 The Ninth Villain 18

Thinking of this, Xia Houshen was heartbroken for a while, and the pain was so painful that he didn't want to live.

This is the reason why he didn't want to take concubines for so many years, and he didn't want women to get close to him, because he didn't want to be bound and implicate them.

They are just a group of innocent, poor women.

Clenching his fists tightly, Xiahou's dark eyes flashed fiercely, and he secretly swore that one day, sooner or later, he would avenge his mother and concubine!

With his eyes closed, his chest was panting slightly due to anger and heartache.

He just couldn't control his emotions when he recalled the fact that his concubine was burned alive!

Exhaling a breath, suppressing the resentment and boredom accumulated in his chest, Xiahou dived deep into the hot spring, letting the water submerge him...

"... Pain..." Opening her eyes, she felt a dull pain in her chest. Jian Tong took a deep breath, her painful face wrinkled into a ball, she covered the painful part, and slowly sat up from the bed , looked around in the bedroom.

In the antique room, every decoration is luxurious and noble. The tables and chairs are polished to reflect the light, and they are neatly arranged. Everywhere looks neat, clean and spotless.

There are a lot of antiques on the cabinet not far away. The walls are full of exquisite paintings. You can tell that they are worth a lot of money. wait.

Jian Tong's eyes were bright, and he felt that the bedroom smelled of money everywhere, and if he took an antique calligraphy and painting and sold it, it must be very valuable!

Jian Tong admitted that she was tempted, but she knew she couldn't take it, and she would be beheaded if she took it.

For the sake of her little life, she should give up this treasonous idea!

Curling his lips, Jian Tong moved his eyes away from the pile of antique calligraphy and paintings.

Sitting on the bed, looking at everything in the bedroom, she thought about it carefully in her mind, and suddenly remembered everything that happened in the imperial dining room.

It was some bullshit prince who slapped herself, and she vomited blood, and then he picked her up, and she passed out in his arms.

This is his bedroom, right?

Jian Tong noticed an empty medicine bowl on the carved wooden table in front of him, and there was a faint bitter smell in the air.

The bullshit prince even asked someone to decoct her medicine?

Not bad!

The bullshit prince still has a bit of conscience, so he didn't leave her, a weak woman, alone!

"...cough cough!" Jian Tong coughed suddenly, she choked her mouth in discomfort, touched her forehead and found it was hot, and then realized that she was not only injured, but also had a high fever.

She is too miserable, right?

But just went to the imperial dining room to steal something, but ended up like this!

The bones of this body are too weak, right?I also feel that there is not much meat on my body!

After coughing for a while, Jian Tong lay down weakly again. Looking at the sky outside, he found that it was already a bit dim.

Where did the shit prince go?Does he not sleep?

This bedroom should be his, right?

Jian Tong lay on the bed, a little puzzled.

At this moment, she heard footsteps coming from the door, and the door was pushed open with a "squeak". Jian Tong thought that the bullshit prince must be back, so she closed her eyes immediately, lest he find that she was awake When she came over, she was about to be sent back to the bedroom.

After all, she has a fever and a cold now, and the cold palace is so gloomy and cold. She is afraid that she will go back if she is not well, and will die there!

(End of this chapter)