The sick and charming villain of fast time travel, he is super seductive

Jiaojiao has always been very resilient, no matter when he was the Goddess of Chaos, or when he was a Jiaoer, or this reincarnation, he became the current Jiaojiao in the world of Experiment No. [-].

The difficulties and obstacles and abysses she has experienced are always beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

But it is such a person with a strong wall, in front of her A Su, is like a dodder flower that grows after watering.

The pain everywhere in his body was not unbearable, but the moment Jiaojiao saw Xu Heng, he cried.

Xu Heng was taking care of Yu'er, when he heard the noise outside, he came out.

As soon as he came out, he saw Jiaojiao fell to the ground with tears in his eyes.

His heart was instantly torn apart.

"Xiao'er!"

Xu Heng reflexively rushed to Jiaojiao's side, waved his robe, and hugged him in his arms.

Then, he looked at the guard with a murderous look, "What's going on!"

The guard saluted, a little weakly, "...Return to my lord, Your Royal Highness wants to go in, you have ordered that no one should be allowed to set foot in the small courtyard of the bamboo forest..."

Xu Heng gritted his teeth, this is indeed what he ordered.

But he saw the blood-oozing hands again, and suddenly, he was furious, and he was about to blame him.

Jiaojiao sobbed a few times, then said with a trembling voice: "Why do you blame a guard, this order was given by you, so what does it have to do with others?"

Xu Heng lost his temper all of a sudden, and just looked back at her hand with painful and deep eyes.

He didn't protect her well.

Right now, she is still under his control, he let her get hurt, so what about the future?

The identities between them have always been on opposite sides. Today there are small stones, and in the future there will be bloody arrows that force the palace.

Xu Heng opened his mouth, gritted his teeth, seemed to be playing games in his heart, his voice trembled slightly, "Treat the wound first, I... I will send you back to the palace later."

Her identity is safest only in the palace.

The dog emperor dared to plot her once, but he didn't have the energy to plot her a second time.

"After returning to the palace, I will send secret guards to protect—"

A crisp sound of "snap" interrupted Xu Heng's unfinished words.

He tilted his head slightly from the horn, and there was some blood on his pale cheeks.

Zhen'er and the guard gasped in unison.

Xu Heng was beaten by Jiaojiao, and he didn't speak for a long time, but just froze.

Just when Zhen'er and the guards thought that the usually bad-tempered Nine Thousand Years was about to get angry, Xu Heng sighed.

His first reaction was to hold Jiao Jiao's hand, "Does the wound hurt?"

Jiaojiao gritted his teeth, shed tears, and tried hard to pull his hand back.

Xu Heng was a little tougher now, firmly holding Jiaojiao's hand, and being careful not to pinch her wound.

"Be good, okay? I'll take you back to the palace, where it's safe!" He whispered, almost imploring.

Jiaojiao refused, "Xu Heng, it's one thing for me to go by myself, but another for you to send me away. Are you sure you want to send me back to the palace?"

Xu Heng didn't answer, but just said, "... Let's take care of the injury on our hand first, shall we?"

Jiaojiao cried and smiled wryly, "My injuries are not limited to my hands."

As he spoke, he tugged at the robe on Xu Heng's body, "Spend the night with me, leave me alone, and run here to take care of other women, right? What do you think of me? Someone who can be bullied at will— —”

"Stop it!" Xu Heng growled.

Jiaojiao shut up, she pulled out her hand fiercely, and stared at him stubbornly.

Xu Heng also looked at her, his slightly lowered eyes seemed to have thousands of words, but also seemed to be bound by thousands of shackles.

In the end, he just said: "...I, Xu Heng, have absolutely no intention of insulting the princess."

Jiaojiao could tell that Xu Heng liked and cared about her.

He had never been able to resist her, even if not for long.

She has been using this concern to force him.

Seeing that the persecution was almost over, Jiaojiao told the people around him, including Zhener, "You step back first."

The guards looked at Xu Heng, who nodded slowly.

Everyone around retreated, leaving only Jiaojiao and Xu Heng at the gate of the small courtyard.

"Xu Heng, if you send me away today, it will be over for us. Let me ask again, will you send me back to the palace?"

Jiaojiao looked up at Xu Heng and asked him.

Xu Heng was silent for a long time, and finally, under the firm eyes of Jiaojiao, he reluctantly compromised.

"No more."

After all, his good intentions for her did not meet the eyes of the girl in front of him.

Xu Heng sighed, "There's really nothing I can do about you."

The horn hummed softly.

Xu Heng skipped this topic, and took Jiaojiao's hand again, "Does it hurt? I'll take you to bandage it."

At this time, a servant girl suddenly rushed out of the room.

"My lord! My lord is not well! The girl's condition has deteriorated!" She rushed out in a hurry, her face full of horror.

As she pushed the door and came out, following the opened door, the faint voice of a woman mourning floated from the small courtyard.

Jiaojiao leaned his body inward, and knew without looking that Yu'er was in great pain.

what happened?Jiaojiao was a little puzzled.

Looking at Xu Heng again, after hearing what the maid said, his face was tense, full of forbearance and concern.

His eyes looked into the courtyard, but his hands were holding Jiaojiao's hands, and he was in a dilemma for a while.

"Come here, take the princess down to treat the wound." Xu Heng ordered, then turned his head and said to the corner, "Be good, go and treat the wound first, okay? I'll come to you when I'm done."

Jiaojiao's face pulled, and he pushed Xu Heng away suddenly, "It's not good."

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran into the yard as fast as she could.

"Xiao'er!"

Regardless of Xu Heng's obstruction behind him, Jiaojiao directly broke into Yu'er's room, which was filled with the fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine.

Yu'er was on the bed, struggling in pain, beside her bed was a man dressed as a doctor.

Hearing Jiaojiao coming in, he turned his head quickly, and when he saw that it was her, he looked terrified.

"Hey, Your Royal Highness! How did you come in?"

While speaking, the doctor tried to block Yu'er on the bed with himself.

At a glance, Jiaojiao saw Yu'er clutching her towering stomach in pain.

"Tongtong? Are you there? Can you help me analyze the situation at the scene?" Jiaojiao called the system.

The system came out, responded with a muffled sound, and then started her work.

Xu Heng and the maid rushed over immediately.

"Xiao'er!"

Xu Heng grabbed Jiaojiao, as if he was afraid that she would do something aggressive to Yu'er on the bed.

Yu'er screamed again, holding her stomach and curling up slightly.

"My lord! Miss Yu'er's situation is not optimistic, I'm afraid she won't be able to keep the baby in her womb!" said the doctor, sweating all over his face in anxiety!

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, Jiaojiao clearly felt Xu Heng's hand tightening on his shoulder.

"My child... my child... I beg you to keep my child!" Yu'er yelled mournfully between the labor pains.

In Jiaojiao's impression, although she has only seen her twice, she has always felt that Yu'er is a weak and quiet woman.

Seeing Yu'er's miserable appearance in front of him, Jiaojiao couldn't bear it.