Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

"Let me guess..." The beauty's eyes flickered, her voice soft and clear: "You are the famous Saint, Rosie, right?"

Luo Qian smiled bitterly and whispered, "I can't call myself famous. I'm just a tool that can be snatched away and manipulated by others."

A complex light flashed across Rhine's eyes, and then he began to cough violently. He bent down, covering his chest with his hands, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper.

He Tu and He Miao immediately gathered around him nervously. He Tu asked anxiously, "Your Highness, has your asthma recurred? Where's your medicine?"

He Miao looked around, as if looking for someone.

Rosie's heart tightened when she saw Ryan's painful expression.

But within a few breaths, his face became increasingly grim, his breathing became rapid, as if he was suffocating. His slender fingers tightly grasped the front of his shirt, and his beautiful blue hair was messy and plastered to his forehead due to sweat.

"Do you know where he lives? Take him back to rest!" Rosie said decisively, with undisguised worry in her voice.

Several people supported Rhine and swam hurriedly towards the palace.

The blue fish tail swayed weakly in the water, forming a sharp contrast with its usual elegant posture.

The sea blue dog Hu Hu was also a little anxious. He followed them closely and made a "wailing" sound, as if calling his owner's name.

Soon, they came to a magnificent coral palace.

The Coral Palace stands majestically deep in the seabed, with layers of coral branches extending in all directions. The colorful corals sway in the sea water, like a glittering dream castle. The outer walls of the palace are inlaid with countless shining night pearls, emitting a soft glow in the deep sea water. Schools of tropical fish swim and play among the corals, adding a bit of vitality to this majestic palace.

A burly male mermaid was shocked when he saw Rhine being supported by Hetu and Hemiao.

"Your Highness!" The male exclaimed, swam to Rhine quickly, and supported him carefully.

He Miao's voice rang out anxiously: "He An, where is His Highness's medicine? Hurry and get it!"

He An's movements were not slow at all. He took out an exquisite shell box from his waist.

The moment the box was opened, a few gleaming pills came into view.

He An gently put the pill to Rhine's lips, and the latter opened his mouth slightly.

The pill slid into Laing's mouth and he swallowed it slowly.

Time seemed to freeze, and everyone held their breath, staring at Laing.

Finally, Rhine's breathing gradually stabilized and his face regained some color.

Rosie looked at Laing in front of her, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.

Even under the torture of illness, the young emperor is still heart-poundingly beautiful. Rhine's pale skin reveals a fragile beauty, as if it would break with the slightest touch.

His slightly trembling eyelashes were like the most fragile coral on the seabed, swaying gently with the water flow.

The few of them finally relaxed, and the tension on their faces gradually faded away.

He An, He Tu and He Miao sisters looked at each other, with a look of relief in their eyes.

As attendants, they knew very well that if anything happened to Lain, the consequences would be disastrous.

Lain leaned back slightly, slowly leaning against the exquisite couch. He closed his eyes slightly, as if trying to calm down the discomfort he had just experienced. His originally pale face gradually relaxed in this moment of rest.

She gently rubbed her head against Lain's hand hanging by the couch, and from time to time she let out a slight whimper, her voice full of worry and concern for her master.

Rein seemed to sense Hu Hu's worry. He slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of fatigue still in his eyes, but he still gently reached out his hand, gently stroked Hu Hu's head, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm fine." The voice was like a spring breeze, soft and soothing, which made Hu Hu gradually calm down.

Rosie stood quietly by, watching this heartwarming scene silently, and couldn't help thinking in her heart that Rein must be an extremely gentle person, so gentle even to the spirit beast.

Rein seemed to notice Rosie's gaze. He raised his head slightly and looked at her. His eyes were instantly filled with gratitude. His eyes were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, bright and sincere. "Thank you, Saint Lady, for saving me. If I hadn't met you today, I'd probably have gone to see the Sea God in my broken body."

Laing said this with a self-deprecating smile.

Luo Qian shook her head slightly: "It was He Tu and He Miao who helped you. I didn't do anything."

He Tu and He Miao heard Luo Qian's words and immediately bowed their heads respectfully, leaning forward slightly. They said in unison, "This is our duty, and we dare not slack off in the slightest."

A faint smile played across Rhine's lips, a smile like the first rays of morning sunshine, gently illuminating his face and adding a touch of charm to his already handsome features. His gaze fell softly on Rosie, a look that seemed to possess an invisible power that made it impossible to look away.

Rosie was stared at by Ryan's stunningly beautiful eyes, and she felt inexplicably at a loss.

Fortunately, she was not an innocent girl. In addition, her eyes were often bathed in the beauty of Ling Yuan, so she had already developed a certain immunity to this extreme beauty.

She did not avoid the gaze, but returned the other person's gaze calmly and generously.

Seeing this, Rhine's eyes flashed with a bright light. "Your Excellency, there is no need to be modest. They are your servants. Saving me is equivalent to your favor."

His voice was soft and sincere: "I would like to give you a gift to express my gratitude."

Luo Xi declined politely: "No need, no reward without merit, if you don't have anything else, I'll take my leave first."

Luo Xi bowed slightly, preparing to leave. The ancient atmosphere of the Atlantis Empire made her unconsciously use elegant language, which felt both novel and unfamiliar.

When Rein heard Rosie's refusal, his brow furrowed slightly, his eyes filled with dejection. He whispered, "It seems Her Excellency the Saint doesn't like me. And who would want to be my friend when I look so sick?"

Luo Qian was stunned. Why did this sound so familiar?

Isn’t this the common “tea tasting quotes” on the Internet?

But coming from the mouth of this beautiful young man, it makes people feel pity.

"No, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant..." Rosie explained hurriedly.

Upon hearing this, Lain's eyes, as deep as a pool, suddenly lit up, as if sparkling stars were twinkling within them. His light was filled with eager anticipation, and he couldn't wait to ask, "Then... are you willing to accept my gift?"

There was a hint of caution in his tone, as if he was afraid of being rejected again.

Facing Laing's intense gaze, Rosie was momentarily speechless. The word "no" kept spinning in her throat, but she couldn't utter it.

Seeing Rosie's hesitation, a hint of disappointment flashed in Lain's eyes. He lowered his head, his long blue hair hanging down like seaweed, covering his stunningly beautiful eyes.

Luo Xi couldn't bear it, and said inexplicably: "Okay, I'll take it."

She regretted it the moment she said it, but when she saw the smile that instantly spread across Lain's face, her regret vanished.

Laing was so ecstatic that even his voice was filled with joy: "Great!"

Rosie sighed in her heart. Such a beautiful and broken boy seemed hard to refuse.

I don't know what's going on with his body.

In the interstellar world, technology has become so advanced that even cancer can be cured by lying in a medical cabin for ten minutes.

Why his body.

Still so fragile?