Quick Transmigration: Don't Be Slag

Since childhood, Jing Mu had the habit of not eating or sleeping, so the house was quiet.

The breeze from the window blows in gently, before Jingmu feels the chill, Lu Cheng covers Jingmu with the silk quilt beside him.

For a long time, Jing Mu remembered all the details in his heart. He remembered his favorite food, and his little temper, which he doted on. For a while, Jing Mu couldn't see through it.

Jing Mu has always been skeptical about Lu Cheng approaching.

But he has nothing but his appearance. He can obviously disregard his own wishes, but he doesn't. Instead, he pays attention to his mood in every move.

Jing Mu couldn't see through, and slowly accepted Lu Cheng's warmth and love.

Lu Cheng pinched Jing Mu's face and said, "It's time to apply the medicine."

Jing Mu was stunned for a while, his face suddenly turned red, his dark eyes looked at Lu Cheng without blinking, and he pretended not to care and said, "...I can do it myself."

Lu Cheng chuckled and asked, "Do it yourself?"

Jing Mu nodded solemnly, and said, "Paint it yourself."

Lu Cheng gave the medicine to Jing Mu, and sat on the chair opposite the bed, showing no intention of leaving.

Jing Mu waited for Lu Cheng to leave, but the other party sat on a chair.

Jing Mu stammered: "You...you're not going out?"

On the contrary, Lu Cheng looked innocent and asked, "Why did you go out? They are all men, and I have what you have."

Jing Mu frowned, said: "But..."

As a result, Lu Cheng raised his eyebrows and interrupted: "Could it be that you are embarrassed?"

Jing Mu was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Lu Cheng coaxed again: "Don't worry, I'm just worried about you, then I will turn my back on you and not look at you."

After speaking, he turned his back to Jingmu.

Jing Mu thought about it and thought it was right, so he began to take off his clothes and apply the medicine.

Although there is no line of sight, the whole person can only start painting by feeling.

"Hiss..." Jing Mu's hands were not light or heavy, and he couldn't see. He applied it to the wound, and gasped in pain.

Lu Cheng turned his head subconsciously, and saw Jing Mu lying on the bed, half covered by his white shirt, half exposed in the spring.

Kneeling on the bed with her white and slender legs, the hooked waist made people feel itchy.

But Jing Mu didn't notice Lu Cheng's movement, and carefully daubed the wound with a serious expression.

Probably because of the pain in the wound, Jing Mu kept frowning.

Jing Mu painted it casually, because she was afraid of pain, so she painted it very quickly and casually.

The moment Jing Mu looked up, he saw Lu Cheng.

"You, you, you..." Jing Mu immediately pulled the quilt, his face flushed, and he stammered nervously.

"...Why don't you count what you say?"

But Lu Cheng said seriously: "I'm just worried that you can't paint well by yourself."

Jing Mu glared at Lu Cheng with what he considered to be a vicious look, but he didn't know that in Lu Cheng's eyes, he was so cute as to die.

Lu Cheng simply walked over and took the ointment from Jing Mu's hand.

Just as he lifted the quilt half way, he felt a pull, and it turned out that Jing Mu was holding the quilt tightly.

Lu Cheng said helplessly, "Hey, I'll apply medicine to you."

Jing Mu turned to Lu Cheng and shook his head, Lu Cheng said a little funny: "Then I will paint with my eyes closed,... I won't lie to you this time."

Jing Mu hesitated, but after a while, she still nodded and buried her head in the pillow.

Lu Cheng closed his eyes and slowly groped with his hands. The slight touch caused a pang of itching.

Jing Mu's body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but blushed again.

"You...I don't want you to paint."

Jing Mu protested sullenly from under the quilt.

"Okay, okay." Although Lu Cheng promised Jingmu, he didn't stop.

Finally finished painting, Jing Mu pulled the quilt to cover herself, but her face was also blushing.

Lu Cheng opened his eyes, saw Jing Mu who was flushed red, and said, "Even if I didn't open my eyes, Ah Mu is easily shy."

After applying the medicine, Jingmu felt that Lu Cheng's medicine was more comfortable than applying it himself. After applying the medicine, it would not be hot and painful, but rather cool.

Time flies, and it is June in a blink of an eye.

During this period, the princess never troubled Jingmu again.

And Jing Mu's injury has healed early, and after he recovered, Jing Mu started singing again.

This is the most important part of life for Jingmu.

And Pei Yuan went to every scene of Jing Mu, never absent, and the relationship between the two is getting better and better.

The female role played by Jing Mu on the stage looks very gorgeous, and her aura is also strong. She is a female general.

It should be said that the dan roles played by Jing Mu are all of this type of role, because this type of dan roles have such a strong aura, and ordinary women can't perform it, so Jing Mu can only rely on Jing Mu.

After Jing Mu finished her performance, she went to take off her makeup, and Pei Yuan, who was in the audience, immediately waited outside the house.

As soon as Jing Mu opened the door, he saw Pei Yuan, Jing Mu smiled and said, "Brother Pei, how is today's show?"

Pei Yuan slapped the fan and said, "In my eyes, Xiao Mu has always been the best."

It seemed that Jing Mu really regarded Pei Yuan as his elder brother, and there was a smile in his eyes.

After the two finished chatting, Pei Yuan slowly took out an invitation card from behind and said, "Xiao Mu, it's my father's birthday tomorrow, and I'm looking forward to your coming."

Jing Mu took the invitation card, looked at the bronzing font, it looked like a big family still had a row of noodles.

Jing Mu looked at Pei Yuan and said, "But I haven't prepared a gift yet..."

Pei Yuan curled his thin lips, and said: "We, Xiao Mu, will be fine if we come, we don't need gifts."

At this time, the concubine in the palace brought soup into the study room. These days, because the emperor was addicted to having fun, he completely ignored the important affairs of the court and left all matters to Lu Cheng, so Lu Cheng was already busy.

While the concubine was waiting outside the door with soup, an attendant came in and said to Lu Cheng, "My lord, my concubine has something to see."

Lu Cheng waved his hand and said casually, "No see."

The attendant hurried out again, and conveyed the meaning of the prince to the princess outside the door, but the princess did not give up, and said: "It's about father, Prime Minister Pei's birthday tomorrow, my father invited me to go with the prince."

After hearing this, the attendant hurriedly whispered into Lu Cheng's ear.

After conveying, Lu Cheng frowned, but he still wanted to go because of face.

When Jing Mu returned to the Taoist mansion, he was expecting to see Lu Cheng, but he didn't see Lu Cheng until it was getting late. Jing Mu looked at the table with some disappointment.

After a while, there was movement outside the door, Jing Mu raised his head excitedly, and was a little disappointed when he saw that the person who came was indeed Cuizhu who came to deliver food.

Behind Cui Zhu is the prince Jing Mu misses so much, but Jing Mu only saw Cui Zhu and lowered his head.

Lu Cheng hooked his thin lips and asked, "Isn't it that I'm a little disappointed?"

As soon as Jing Mu heard the voice, he immediately raised his head and looked at Lu Cheng. When he saw that it was really Lu Cheng, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, bit his lips, and refused to admit it: "No."

Lu Cheng smiled and said, "It seems that I'm the only one who thinks about Ah Mu."

The corner of Jing Mu's mouth couldn't help but rise, and the disappointment just now was gone in her heart.

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