The villain of Quick Transmigration has a wrong style of painting

Chapter 137
Shi Xing slowly returned to Guixing Pavilion, washed off the black matter on his face, returned Xiang Ling's maid clothes quietly, washed up and went to bed.

The moment before she closed her eyes, she was thinking, if this world missed him, would the next world meet him.

Forget it, everything is life.

Meeting or not meeting, all of this has a cause and effect.

Whether there is a fate or a fate depends on God's will.

Shi Xing closed his eyes, covered himself with a quilt, and fell asleep.

At the same time, in the prince's mansion, the prince dressed in a brocade robe looked at the box in front of him and frowned tightly.

"Does He Lianqing really have such thoughts?"

A black figure came out from the darkness, he was the prince's secret guard, and also a heart-to-heart friend.

The prince squeezed his brows with his hands, sighed a long time, raised his eyes to look at the dark guard in black, and said softly, "Tell me?"

The dark guard saluted, nodded and said: "From my subordinate's point of view, the master has never been willing to believe it since before!"

The prince was not angry because of the words of the dark guard, he sighed again, "But aren't we brothers?"

The dark guard raised his eyes: "Master, maybe even King Qing doesn't think so."

The prince looked up at the wooden beam on the top, his thoughts were confused, he also missed his brothers and friends, he could pretend that he didn't know and couldn't see without evidence before.

However, now that the evidence is in front of him, even if he thinks about his brothers and friends, he will die.

Since He Lianqing wanted this position and his brother's life, then he can't be blamed!
The crown prince drank the tea next to him, took a long sip, and said to the secret guard: "Order, from today on, put eyeliners into the Lianqing Palace and the Proton Palace, and report any abnormalities immediately."

The dark guard knelt down on one knee, and said in a clear tone, "Yes!"

Qian Weiwei was arranged in the side courtyard of Guixing Pavilion, and the environment there was quite good, she felt that it had a taste of the valley of genius doctors.

Because this side courtyard has some different herbs.

The side courtyard happened to be close to Shi Xing's room, so He Lianchi specially arranged her there.

He Lianchi had just entered the Guixing Pavilion, when he saw it, he woke up and fell asleep on the swing, his head turned to one side and he was about to fall off, he quickly went over to hold him up.

The maid next to her was taken aback, and when she was about to salute, He Lianchi stopped her and signaled everyone to go down.

After all the maids went out, He Lianchi picked up Shi Xing and put her head into his embrace.

He frowned, and thought to himself: Why is it so light?
He felt that she was like a piece of cotton, which was blown by the wind and disappeared.

That feeling was very bad, He Lianchi suppressed the feeling, carried Shixing into the room, took off her shoes and covered her with a quilt.

He held her little hand by the bed, and he found that her hand was small, soft, white like pink jade, and even the temperature was similar.

"Maybe it will get hot if you cover it." He Lianchi rubbed her little hand, and after a while, the temperature in her hand became warm.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he lifted the quilt and buried himself in it.

He left his arms to Shi Xing. Perhaps Shi Xing felt a huge heater, turned around, and hugged the heat source tightly.

When He Lianchi noticed this move, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and hugged the little man in his arms tightly.

He could feel a kind of medicinal smell on her body, which seemed to be mixed with a faint scent of jasmine, which smelled very good.

When the night was getting dark, Helianchi's eyes that had been staring at Shi Xing also felt sleepy, and fell asleep as soon as his eyelids drooped.

(End of this chapter)