Fast Crossing: The Plan to Save the Sick Villain

Chapter 275 The eldest princess is a high-risk occupation (33)

Si Tudai frowned slightly, tugged at his sleeve, and asked,
"Haven't you reached the Tai Chi Hall yet?"

No matter how slow the carriage is, it still doesn't mean it hasn't arrived yet.

Si Quan opened and closed his eyes to meditate, held her palm with his backhand, bent his lips and said,

"Come on, sister, wait a little longer."

Wait a little longer, and you will be able to see the golden house that I personally built for you.

Thinking of this, Si Quan became excited, even the corners of his eyes turned red.

The smile on the corner of his lips made Si Tu feel a little scared.

This guy, why is he smiling so perverted?

[Warning, warning, the villain's blackening value has reached 70.00%]

Si Tu:? ? ?
She just sat in the carriage and did nothing!
Hell's blackening value Yo.

Faced with the already blackened villain, Si Tu was still a little nervous,

"Xiao, Xiaoliu, what's wrong with you?"

How do you say blackening is blackening, please respect your villain's professionalism, please?

Si Quan tightened his grip on her palm, and his fingertips seemed to brush her red lips intentionally or unintentionally.

The look is tender and gentle, but the paranoia and possessiveness hidden in the eyes are gradually revealed.

So what about siblings, sister belongs to him alone.

Even if it is a lock in this life, he will lock her by his side!
"Did sister really count what she said before?"

Si Tu looked puzzled, she talked too much before, which sentence did Si Quan say?

His rough fingertips grazed her delicate cheeks, with a slight tingling sensation, which made her body tremble slightly.

Even the tip of my heart trembled.

I always feel that something is wrong with this guy.

"It counts."

Regardless of what she said before, the sixth sense still told Situ De to agree to this matter.

Otherwise, the blackening value of the person in front of him may be even higher.

[Drip, the villain's blackening value has dropped by five points, please continue to encourage the host]

This blackening value fluctuates outrageously!
Where can she continue to make persistent efforts?

Hearing her answer, Si Quan's frowning eyebrows stretched out, and his thin lips lifted slightly.

With a tone like coaxing a child, he said softly,

"I know that sister is the most obedient."

It would be great if she could keep on being so obedient...

Thinking of this, Si Quan's black eyes darkened, and he said casually,
"Sister, I want to eat the lotus cake made by Chunhe."

Lotus flower cake?
The little villain's thinking is jumping a little fast, she can't keep up.

But Chunhe had already left the palace to the suburbs, where could she find someone for him?
Fortunately, she made the plate of lotus cakes by herself, so she can handle it now.

"Chunhe is suffering from wind and cold, and the imperial doctor said that he needs to rest, why don't I make lotus flower cakes."

Si Quan nodded his head clearly, and suddenly realized,
"No wonder I haven't seen her around my sister recently, but when did my sister learn how to make lotus cakes?"

But he remembered clearly, when he ran to ask Si Tu if she made this plate of lotus cakes.

She rejected it without even thinking about it. The reason was that she was a majestic Princess Daqing, how could she condescend to cook.

But he was obviously the one who saw my sister making lotus flower cakes in the small kitchen, and accidentally got splashed with oil on her hand.

Si Tudai raised her eyebrows, why did she have the feeling of turning over old scores for no reason?

"I saw Chunhe doing it a few times before, and then I followed suit."

"Then sister is really talented in cooking."

Lotus flower cakes are difficult to make, my sister can learn it just by watching it a few times, what is it if it is not a talent?
Si Tu laughed, can she say that she is hereditary?
[It seems impossible, after all, this plane is ancient and not modern]

How can there be any genetic inheritance?
The system crossed its legs in space, grasping the perspective of God, it has long seen the golden palace standing not far ahead.

Tsk tsk, Jinwu Zangjiao.

Still the little villain can play.

creak-

The carriage stopped, and Si Tugang was about to get out of the car, but his sight was blocked by the red hijab.

???

Logically speaking, what else does she need to hide when she returns to the palace?

What is Si Quanfang up to?

"Xiao Liu, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Si Quan hugged her whole body.

Those arms are strong and powerful, and they are no longer the thin and weak child.

"I want to give sister a gift, I believe sister will like it."

The furnishings in the Changgong Palace are basically the same as those in the Anle Palace, but every place is supervised by Si Quan himself.

Even the material of the dressing table and the brocade pattern on the soft bed were all handled by Si Quan.

All of them were bought according to Si Tu's preferences.

From childhood to adulthood, Si Quan gave her many gifts.

Every time he went out to do errands, he always brought her local specialties or something.

But it was the first time that it was so grand.

Si Tu couldn't help feeling a little hopeful in his heart.

It would be even better if some jewelry can be sold off enough for her to go out and have fun.

The journey was not long, but when Si Tu leaned on his broad chest and listened to his strong heartbeat, he still blushed a little.

Stepping into the hall, Si Quan put him down safely, and his demeanor instantly became gloomy.

The hall was empty, only the two of them.

Si Quan loves this kind of time alone with her, as if he got the sweetest pastry in the world.

And he just wanted to swallow this piece of pastry into his stomach!
With his fingertips brushing the golden tassels of the hijab, Si Quan lowered his head, admiring her beauty in her wedding dress.

Thinking that sister's wedding dress was for him, Si Quan became excited, and the corners of his eyes turned red.

"Are you there? Can you take off this obtrusive hijab?"

If it wasn't for worrying about him giving him such a grand gift for the first time, Si Tu would have lifted his hijab long ago.

Broken things, blocking her view!
"I'll lift it for my sister."

Isn't it up to the husband to lift the hijab?

Si Quan held his breath, and lifted the hijab bit by bit reverently and gently, as if doing some kind of ritual.

The hijab was taken off, and the four eyes met——

Si Quan's breath was stagnant, he raised his arm, and his fingertips lingered on the corners of her lips.

"Sister, she is the most beautiful bride I have ever seen."

And the only bride in his life...

[Hiss, why do I feel that the little villain's eyes are not right? 】

It was as if he wanted to swallow her alive, anyway, the more Si Tu looked at her, the worse he looked.

Although the system heard the voice of its own host, it kept pretending to be dead as if it didn't hear it.

Si Tu called the system a few more times, but there was still no response.

Is this thing still going offline?

System: I am not a thing!
Um?This is a bit strange to say.

Si Tu was almost blinded by the tenderness in his eyes.

After pinching his thigh, he woke up instantly.

This fellow is really quite seductive.

System: Nonsense!If the villain doesn't seduce people, can he still be called the villain?
That is to say, the host is in the blessing and does not know the blessing.

(End of this chapter)