Quick Transmigration: Conquering the Sick Daughters in the Shura Field

[Host, you have to maintain the three-step-one-cough character design, look weak, and oh, don’t forget, you have to work hard to win Feng Jue’s favor—]

Naimeng Naimeng's voice came.

Shi Qi will lift up the hem of his clothes a little, spread his legs apart, and prepare to jump off by himself.

Immediately, he softened his arms and legs, loosened his dress, and said in a rather pretentious voice, "My lord, can you help me? I have no strength in my legs..."

This sentence successfully caused Feng Jue, who had already taken two steps, to twitch her forehead twice.

Three or two thin brows and eyes were stiff, a little embarrassed.

When the surrounding officials heard this, their eyes swept over the two of them back and forth.

Shi Qi was originally tall and slender, but because of his masculine voice, besides being sick and weak, he also had a bit of a heroic air.

Wearing a veil at this moment adds a bit of mystery to the water hibiscus.

The surrounding eyes lingered several times.

That's the look in the eyes.

"You said... King Lan Jue didn't know how to restrain himself, General Su's physical injury is still not healed..."

"You don't want to die, you dare to arrange the nine-thousand-year-old thing at will?!"

"Don't say anything wrong, don't see anything wrong, don't listen wrong..."

……

His heart skipped a beat when he was called by the soft and charming "Prince".

He heard the whispering voices of the surrounding ministers.

There is an embarrassment of not knowing where you are.

Feng Jue pursed her lips, turned around, and walked back, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

He is not angry, and calmly narrates questions.

It made Shi Qi realize that Feng Jue was different from what people saw.

Everyone said that he was cruel, framed Zhongliang, murdered without batting an eyelid, because he had saved the life of the current emperor, he relied on his holy favor to stir up chaos in the capital.

But since contacting him yesterday, I didn't feel that his temper was as rumored.

Instead, it's childish.

Shi Qi waved away the thoughts in his mind, and tore apart the tulle hanging down from the bamboo hat a little, "My lord, I can't walk with a sore waist and leg pain."

He has red lips and white teeth, which can be called stunning, and his eyebrows and eyes are sickly. He knows that the other party is a man, but he still can't help but want to use soft and charming to describe Shi Qi.

He didn't care about Shi Xi's words anymore.

He stretched out his hand with reddish ear tips, and corrected his address again solemnly, "Stop talking nonsense."

The tone is light, without the slightest deterrence.

Shi Qi smiled and put his hand into his.

Feng Jue's hands are very big, and she has practiced martial arts all the year round. Her hands are covered with a thin layer of calluses, and she feels strong and secure when she touches them.

Shi Qi, who has been soaking in medicine jars all year round, his hands are as white and tender as chopped green onions, and they are white with a hint of sickness.

Maintaining a person who is sick and unable to take care of himself.

Shi Qi dawdled for a long time but couldn't get down.

The surrounding ministers left one after another.

Finally, Feng Jue raised her hand, grabbed Shi Xi's waist, and hugged him tightly with her arms.

"Why are you so light? Even a child of eleven or twelve..." No way.

Before he could finish speaking, Shi Xi's light cough reminded him that Young Master Yongding Hou was weak and sick, and he relied on medicine to survive, almost taking medicine for food.

"I mean, you're pretty light."

Feng Jue immediately explained.

"My lord doesn't need to explain, my own body knows it."

When Shi Qi's feet landed on the ground, one red and one white hem were entangled briefly, and then separated, maintaining a posture of close contact without affecting the people next to him.

Along the way, Feng Jue supported Shi Qi to move forward.

Shi Qi has successfully integrated into the role.

He is that sickly, sickly handsome boy.

Almost all the weight of the whole person was hung on Feng Jue's body.

The edge of the round bamboo hat poked Feng Jue's face from time to time.

Feng Jue: "..."

Good thing he has a mask.

Otherwise, the face is determined to be poked.

In the end, I felt that walking like this was too noticeable and too slow.

Feng Jue took a wrong step, wrapped one hand around Shi Xi's shoulder, and supported Shi Xi's leg with the other hand.

Shi Qi exclaimed.

Surprised, he quickly grabbed Feng Jue's neck.

Prevent yourself from being dropped.

He was carried forward by Feng Jue in the posture of a princess.

"My lord, are you... a bit inappropriate?"

Feng Jue's voice was cold, and she didn't care about it, "what's not appropriate", when the army is fighting, there are wounded people, and they will often use this posture to transport the wounded.

Before he finished speaking, he felt something tickle on his chest.

That was Shi Qizheng pointing his verdant white fingers and drawing circles on his chest.

The veil of the bamboo hat is not very thick, it's just a thin layer, basically it can't cover much of the face, just to block the wind.

Especially at this moment, when Feng Jue lowered her head and looked through the tulle, she could see the person in his arms, whose eyes were obscured by the gauze, showing a hazy beauty.

The eyes are slightly bent, and the lying silkworm in front of her eyes bulges out an arc that can easily make people feel good.

"Ah...then thank you, my lord."

Shi Qi's voice was a little delicate, but not as weak and unique as a woman's.

Feel some strength in the hands on the shoulders and the crooks of the legs.

He distractedly glanced at the information about Feng Jue's favorability on the mission panel.

Favorability: 20;

Well, not bad.

It was still negative when he came yesterday.

It has now become positive.

Of course it is... Seize the opportunity and continue to make progress!

Shi Qi grabbed Feng Jue's neck with both hands, arched it up twice, and leaned his head lightly on his shoulder.

"My lord, you are so kind."

The voice is sweet and sincere praise.

Shi Qi smiled even more happily.

The numerical change of +1+1 appeared in front of him.

Feng Jue's lips were tightly closed, she no longer looked at Shi Qi, and only uttered a short "um"...

"My lord, your heart is beating a little fast."

Shi Qi sighed again.

With a curious voice, like a young man from a rich family who has never traveled far, seeing something novel and favorite, pure and charming.

Abbreviation: Pure and Desire;

Feng Jue is as cold as the snow and ice that never melts on a high mountain, so naturally she won't show any special behavior when she hears this.

He just stared forward firmly, straightened the corner of his mouth, and rolled his Adam's apple twice.

"I...have never hugged anyone, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

With a little confusion in his voice, he explained calmly and seriously.

At the end, he added, "Is it loud?"

Shi Qi keenly saw the reddish tips of his ears.

It is estimated that the person with pink ears at the tip of his ears didn't know that his ears had already betrayed his slight embarrassment or other emotions.

Oops! !

This cardboard man looks so flirtatious.

He can!Hee hee hee.

Shi Qi pretended not to hear, wrapped one hand around Feng Jue's neck, put the other hand on his skirt, bent his neck, and gently rested his head on Feng Jue's chest.

As if to listen carefully.

Subtle and imperceptible, Feng Jue's footsteps paused.

Although he quickly caught up with the next step, Shi Qi still noticed a momentary difference.

"It was really loud, like a drum was beating, and it made my ears go soft."

Shi Qi's hand on the hem of his shirt, at some point, his fingertips touched a little bit of skin exposed at the neckline.

Xu Shi was sick and weak all year round, and Shi Qi's fingertips felt cool.

But like a single spark, it sweeps across like a prairie fire.

Feng Jue uncontrollably lowered her head and glanced at the person in her arms.