Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Under the careful care of Imire and the doctors, Cyrus recovered quickly from his injuries.

On this day, Yimi Lei was still watching from the balcony, hoping to see the figure she thought about day and night.

Cyrus was enjoying watching from behind.

He knew who Imire was waiting for, waiting for Mel.

They were separated before, but he never found a chance to meet that guy.

But the owner of the Magic Tower mentioned that Mel is from the Magic Tower and can be trusted.

"Don't look at it. He is just a businessman. Isn't it strange that he always appears in the palace?"

Siris felt annoyed for no reason.

Imire looked back at him angrily, "Mr. Mel is not an ordinary businessman, he is a jeweler who supplies the royal family!"

Since he was supplying the royal family, of course he could show up at the palace and find any excuse.

For example, custom-made jewelry for my father...

Yimi Lei lowered her eyes in disappointment. Her father was seriously ill and did not need jewelry.

Then give it to brother...

Thinking of this, Imire felt a pain in her heart. Only her brother, who is the crown prince, can summon Mr. Meyer at will.

He couldn't even see Mr. Meyer.

Feeling more and more aggrieved, Imire's tears fell to the ground.

Cyrus was stunned and ran over in a panic, "Hey, I just said casually, don't cry."

"I know Mr. Cyrus did it unintentionally," Imire sobbed softly, "I thought of the sad thing myself."

"Are you sad?" Cyrus scratched his hair, feeling irritated. "When you become the crown prince, you can meet anyone you want. If you take Mel with you every day, no one will object."

"..."

He just said it casually, but to no avail, Yimi Lei believed it.

That's right, as long as he is like his brother, there will be no worries.

"Ding! Imire's hatred value +10, current hatred value: 70"

Rong Mo woke up from his dream and opened his eyes to see the luxurious ceiling.

"hiss"

His head hurts. Was he beaten?

Rong Mo sat up holding his head, and the white dumpling floated over slowly, "Are you awake?"

"Hmm..." Rong Mo responded drowsily, looking down at the pajamas he was wearing, and crazy images flashed through his head.

He hugged Xiu Jin and kissed her, and then he fainted due to lack of oxygen in his head? ?

What the hell, why is his body so weak?

Rong Mo opened his lips, and Bai Tuanzi knew what he was doing, "Xiu Jin went to get you medicine. You worked too hard some time ago, and you had a low fever when you came back, and you fainted."

"..."

So that’s it, no wonder I’ve been feeling dizzy lately.

Rong Mo lay back on the bed with a sigh of relief and stared at the bed curtain in a daze, "Why is Yimi Lei's hatred worth it?"

He was speechless when he mentioned this white dumpling. He raised the virtual panel and came to Rong Mo, "Look at this."

The virtual panel shows Yimi Lei's favorability towards the puppet doll.

Rong Mo saw the numbers and wiped his eyes in disbelief.

How many?

90? ?

Crazy?

His head was filled with questions. If it weren't for the puppet doll needing his conscious control, he would have thought that the puppet doll had survived on its own and had taken care of Imire.

"Holy crap, did he orchestrate an emotional drama on his own?"

That's not right either.

What do you do if you like puppet dolls and get hatred points?

Could it be that...he also plays a role in it?

Isn't it going to be some kind of drama about fighting over love and beating up mandarin ducks with sticks?

Rong Mo got goosebumps just thinking about it.

"What are you thinking about?" Bai Tuanzi felt a chill and almost vomited.

“How could it be so outrageous?”

Yimi Lei must have regarded Da Da as the villain, and the two of them overcame all difficulties and finally became lovers.

Hey.

"state!"

Bai Tuanzi was slapped away by Rong Mo, "You are more outrageous than I thought, how can you have the nerve to criticize me!"

Just know that the little thing's head is full of bloody drama.

Bai Tuanzi was filmed doing somersaults several times before he stopped.

"Ooooooo, why did you hit me?" He didn't let Tongtong think about it. The host was so unreasonable.

Rong Mo rolled his eyes at it angrily.

The door was pushed open and Xiu Jin walked in with medicine. When she saw the expressive young man with his arms folded on the bed, his heart dropped into his stomach.

"I'll just say he's fine," Blackbird snorted.

How could something happen to Rong Mo? The master would be so nervous.

"You're back~" Rong Mo smiled brightly and opened his arms, waiting for Xiu Jin to hug him.

Xiu Jin walked over, leaned over and pressed her cheek against Rong Mo, coaxing softly: "Good boy, I'll hold you for a while and take the medicine first."

"I'm not sick. It's just that I've been switching between puppets a while ago, and my mental strength is just not enough. I don't need to take medicine."

After looking at the bubbling potion in Xiu Jin's hand, Rong Mo stepped back with visible disgust.

"Take it quickly"

Aren't you afraid of poisoning him to death if you drink that kind of stuff?

"This is the medicine to replenish qi and blood. I made it."

Xiu Jin raised her legs and knelt on the bed, holding the medicine and ink close to her, "Your body has been working hard all year round and you don't have enough energy and blood to faint. You need to nurse yourself back to health."

"???"

Is this thing made by Xiu Jin?

Rong Mo swallowed his saliva and reluctantly opened his lips, and Xiu Jin immediately fed him.

After taking the fishy and bitter medicine, Rong Mo covered his mouth and felt a surge in his stomach.

Let me go, there is such an anti-human thing, he shouldn't believe Xiu Jin, thinking it's just a bad color.

The taste is simply like a bowl of fishy fish soup with coptis soaked in it.

It tasted so bad that he wanted to die.

Rong Mo's whole body felt bad.

Seeing his ugly expression, Xiu Jin put the bowl aside and took out a candy bar from his pocket, "Good medicine tastes bitter. This is also for your health."

He didn't want to faint while kissing Rong Mo, and his heart couldn't bear it. No matter how many times he saw it, he still felt uneasy about kissing Rong Mo to death.

Rong Mo knocked the candy out of his hand.

Accusing him with wide wet eyes.

"Don't eat sweets, I'll get you some water." Xiu Jin turned around to get the water glass, but someone suddenly grabbed her clothes.

The next second, Rong Mo rushed over and kissed him on the lips. The bitter smell of medicine instantly filled his lips and teeth. Xiu Jin caught Rong Mo in a daze.

After a while, Rong Mo wiped his lower lip and punched Xiu Jin on the shoulder with his small fist, "Do you know now how unpalatable the stuff you made yourself is?"

"...", Xiu Jin touched her lips, put her head on Rong Mo's shoulder and smiled lowly, "I'm sorry, honey, I will try harder next time."

Rong Mo pushed the big one on him angrily, "Get lost, there will be no next time!"

Xiu Jin put her arms around his waist, rubbing against his neck like a large dog, "This was an accident, baby, don't be angry."

It was inconvenient for him to use things from the magical world. One of the herbs would become so fishy if too much was added.

Rong Mo snorted and pushed Xiu Jin's head away, "Go get the mouthwash, this smell is terrible."

"Okay~"

The coma was an accident, but miraculously some rumors spread in his favor.

For example, the Crown Prince was recovering from a serious injury and was seeing off the Grand Duke, but fainted on the way back to the palace.

For a time, the people's voice was very loud, demanding that the assassin of the crown prince be caught quickly.

The matter had already cooled down a bit, but now it's starting to get more intense.

The emperor also wanted to take the opportunity to create Rongmo again, but was frightened and gave up the idea completely.

Another week has passed.

The Normanst Empire ushered in the annual hunting season, and the nobles prepared to go to the hunting manors.

The royal carriage also embarked on its journey.

The hunting ground is at Sumubige Hunting Ground, which is far away from the royal capital. The manor there is as luxurious as a palace, and the manor is set up on the mountainside.

Surrounded by mountains, the stone road is lined with exquisite stone statues.

Rong Mo was wearing a slim-fitting equestrian suit, and his narrow waist was clearly exposed. Xiu Jin took advantage of Rong Mo when he was wearing it. He would still swallow his saliva after seeing this.

Xiu Jin lowered herself to tighten the laces on her boots, and handed the whip to Rong Mo, her eyes wandering shamelessly to Rong Mo.

Feeling Xiu Jin's crazy gaze, Rong Mo took advantage of the fact that he had not yet got off the carriage, and lightly whipped Xiu Jin with a leather whip, causing him to take a heavy breath.

He decisively opened the door and stepped out of the carriage.

Xiu Jin touched her arm that was hurt by Rong Mo, looked at the thin back, her eyes darkened.

Waiting for the night, he will make the best use of it.

Taking steps to follow, Rong Mo looked at Xiu Jin and smiled slyly.

In exchange for Xiu Jin's resentful glance, he suddenly became elated and proudly stretched out his hand, waiting for Xiu Jin to help him mount his horse.

Just raise your hands to send him up normally, but Xiu Jin insisted on holding his waist to lift him up, and everyone else looked at them with strange eyes.

Rong Mo coughed twice and pulled the reins to the carriage not far away.

Xiu Jin followed closely behind.

Yimi Lei opened the curtains, and when she saw the carefree scenery, Rong Mo's eyes were startled for a moment, and then she lowered her eyes.

Didn’t you say that my brother is weak and needs to recuperate?

How come he saw his brother's face was rosy, not injured at all, and still so bright and beautiful.

Yimi Lei was shocked. He deliberately chose a gorgeous equestrian suit to give others a surprise. With his brother around, they would only see him, not him...

"Imi Lei, do you want to try horse riding?" He looked at Rong Mo with a raised lip and a smile outside the car window, with the gorgeous sculptures behind him as the background.

Yimi Lei fiddled with her nails, her aura was getting weaker, but he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Rong Mo yet, so he bit the bullet and said, "Okay."

Rong Mo laughed when he heard the words, turned around and ordered someone to bring Yimi Lei a horse. Seeing Yimi Lei leaning out of the carriage, he asked thoughtfully, "Do you need help?"

Imire suddenly felt humiliated. Equestrianism was a required course in noble etiquette. Not to mention that he was still a prince, even ordinary nobles did not need the help of attendants.

Rong Mo felt at ease and allowed Xiu Jin to send him up because he was "injured" and blatantly flirted with Xiu Jin and took advantage of others.

If Imire used her attendants to help her, she might be laughed at.

With one word, he pushed Yimi Lei to the forefront of the limelight. Many nobles looked at them from behind and cast strange looks at Yimi Lei.

Again!

It was this mocking look that made Yimi Lei clenched her fists tightly and looked at Rong Mo with a bit more resentment.

Brother is deliberately humiliating him!

How on earth did he provoke his brother to treat him like this?

Yimi Lei wanted to get angry, but when she saw Rong Mo's blood-red pupils, her anger dissipated again.

He felt an unspeakable sense of fear every time he faced those strange and dangerous pupils.

"No, no need, I can do it myself"