Time Travel: My Lord, Your Missing Fiancee Is Back

Shen Hongxuan held Jiang Heng in his arms, and pressed his large palm on the footprints on her abdomen. He probed his spiritual consciousness into the footprints on her abdomen and was shocked to find that she was in such a scorched state.

No wonder Xiaopang was in so much pain.

The power attributes are different and repel each other; his spiritual power is overbearing and wants to take over; while the fat man's star power is tenacious and mysterious... The spiritual power can't be used for a long time, which hurts the fat man who is the main battlefield...

Yu Yaqin looked at Shen Hongxuan's room and felt terrible.

Before, there were only two rooms left, so she suggested that the fat boy should have one, and she and Shen Hongxuan should have one, and she could sleep in the ear room.

After being ignored, she watched the little fat boy being moved to the bed in Shen Hongxuan's room.

Although it was already daybreak and Shen Hongxuan would most likely not go back to sleep, she felt uncomfortable whenever she thought that there was a stranger in Shen Hongxuan's room who was not a secret guard, and that person was not her.

Although I know there are differences between men and women and this arrangement is the best, it still makes me uncomfortable.

At this moment, the little fat boy was injured in the abdomen again. Shen Hongxuan resisted treatment, probably because he didn't want physical contact. But treatment would probably require physical contact.

Yu Yaqin felt extremely uncomfortable whenever she thought of Shen Hongxuan using his extremely good-looking hands to touch the fat guy's abdomen, or even hugging the little fat guy in his arms.

Two hours later, Jiang Heng woke up, hungry.

My stomach growls.

There was a hard object poking at the center of my legs.

There is a steady breathing above your head and a strong heartbeat behind you.

This posture is a bit ambiguous!

She was 1.80 meters tall, which was considered tall among men, but she happened to be held in his arms.

The stomach pain seems to have subsided, but the treatment seems not to be over yet...

Jiang Heng looked inside and saw that the wounds to his abdominal organs had indeed healed. But why hadn't the treatment been completed yet?

Why hasn't his spiritual power been withdrawn yet?

Jiang Heng looked up, but couldn't see the man behind her. She turned her head, but couldn't see him either. She pried open the man's left hand that was on her right shoulder... and the man hugged her tightly again.

"Um, are you awake? I'm fine, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

Shen Hongxuan's eyelashes moved, as if he was about to wake up, but he didn't wake up.

"I'm so hungry, is there anyone here? Can you give me something to eat..."

Outside the door, the chicken-legged secret guard turned around and stared at the door, hesitated for a moment, and pretended not to hear anything.

The secret guard in the ear room came over and took a look, and found that Shen Hongxuan was sleeping very soundly. When he didn't see Jiang Heng's look for help, he turned and left.

Shen Liang came to take a look, and his gaze stayed on her for just a moment, and stayed on the way Shen Hongxuan held her for almost thirty seconds.

"I'm so hungry, brother, can you give me something to eat..."

Shen Liang looked at Shen Hongxuan again and left with a heavy heart.

Jiang Heng: “…”

The shadows in the room grew longer and longer, then the light dimmed and night fell.

Jiang Heng didn't know when she fell asleep. Maybe she fainted from hunger.

When she woke up again, it was daybreak, she was still lying in bed, with the man behind her, but the healing relationship between them was over, and his spiritual power had been withdrawn.

After maintaining a posture for a long time, half of my body became numb.

While Jiang Heng slowly stretched his arms and legs to relieve the numbness, he looked at his right hand in surprise and confusion. It seemed that it was not as swollen as before. Had he lost weight due to hunger?

I touched my belly and it still looked like I was pregnant. I touched my face and it still looked like I was so full of flesh.

Is it an illusion?

Jiang Heng didn't know that Shen Hongxuan behind her was questioning his life at this moment.

This little fat guy named Wang Dajiang seemed to have lifted the curse on him.

How to solve it?

He had no idea how to solve it.

He only knew the conditions for lifting the spell, and this little fat boy did not meet the requirements at all!

Is it a coincidence, or is there an ulterior motive?

If there really was an ulterior motive, why would it be such a coincidence?

How could the person behind the scenes be so sure that he would meet Xiaopang and bring him back, and that a series of events would happen...

When Jiang Heng's body was no longer numb, he slowly sat up and turned his head to see Shen Hongxuan staring blankly with his eyes open, his brows furrowed, as if he was troubled by something...

Jiang Heng slowly tidied up his clothes and got out of bed, "Someone, come here. Your boss is awake. Prepare bath water and food."

Humph, if he ignores her again this time, she will go find food by herself and chase Wang Zihan.

The secret guard in the ear room came over to take a look and immediately went to make arrangements.

There was still a large table of food, but there was only one set of bowls and chopsticks. None for her.

All right. Let's wash up first.

However, Jiang Heng had already taken off half of his clothes, but Shen Hongxuan had already got to the oversized bathtub.

After taking a look at the puzzling man, Jiang Heng straightened his clothes and went out as if nothing had happened.

Shen Hongxuan looked at Jiang Heng's back, thinking. He felt that the little fat boy's reaction was too bland.

In the lobby on the first floor, Jiang Heng had just sat down and was ordering food when his dinner partner appeared.

Jiang Heng: "Little Brother, add some braised pork elbow, roast pork chop, roast lamb leg, and finally some mullet slices, along with the rice. Request more."

"Okay, wait a moment, sir."

Jiang Heng looked at the three secret guards, leaned in and whispered:

"Three brothers, my injury has healed. I won't be with you later. I plan to go find my cousin. There's something wrong with your master, so I won't tell him."

The chicken leg secret guard also came closer and whispered:

"I'm afraid not. The master brought you back because he wanted to know what you knew. You haven't said anything yet. You can't leave."

The other two secret guards nodded, "Little Fatty... let's wait a little longer."

"But I don't know any more than you do. I don't even know where I am now."

Three secret guards: "..."

Chicken Leg Secret Guard: "If you want to leave, go and tell the master yourself. We can't make the decision."

The master is not a homosexual and does not play the game of sharing peaches.

But this little fat boy actually crawled... and was carried to his master's bed. The master was sleeping very soundly and didn't suffer from insomnia at all!

Shen Liang walked around the ear room with a sad face for the whole afternoon, his hair pulled in a clump. He didn't answer anything asked and just stared blankly in the direction of his master.

Shen Qi, the secret guard in the ear room, also had a sad face and was full of worries this morning. He pulled Shen Liang aside and talked for a long time.

Yu Yaqin did not sleep all night, listening to the noises next door, fearing that she would hear anything inappropriate for children. When she woke up this morning, her eyes were swollen like steamed buns, and full of red bloodshot.

One or two of them are not right, and the secret guards don't know what to do. At this time, they can't be careless. Those who the master doesn't let go must not be let go.

"Ok."

The morning light is dim and the weather is fine.

But Shen Hongxuan said, "Xiaopang, no matter whether your amnesia is true or not, the Wang family was wiped out. You can't go back."

"I have nothing to do with the Wang family."

Shen Liang understood from just this one sentence. The master had feelings for Xiao Pang, so he had to keep him. He had to say things that the master was not convenient to say.