After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Hu Lin fell into a coma.

Qiao Da held the letter and sighed.

"It's useless! I got beaten up and the letter hasn't even been delivered yet..."

Qiao San frowned: "This matter is urgent, we must inform the master immediately."

Qiao Si nodded: "This matter cannot be delayed."

Qiao Er took a step back, his face filled with fear. "What are you all looking at me for? Huh?"

Qiao Da said earnestly, "Look, you made such a big mistake last time, but Jiu Qiansui didn't punish you. I guess you are the most trusted by him among the four of us."

Qiao San: "If the three of us go, we'll definitely get beaten. But if you go, it'll be different."

Qiao Si wiped his eyes and said, "Can you bear to watch your brothers get beaten?"

Qiao Er pointed at himself and said, "Nine Thousand Years Old, do you trust me the most?"

The three bridges nodded in unison.

Qiao Er scratched his head, his brows revealing a mixture of shyness and pride he couldn't conceal: "Then, then I'll take this trip!"

He quickly arrived at the tent with the letter in his arms and shouted through the door curtain, "Master, my Lord, I'm here to deliver a letter!"

He reached out to lift the curtain and go in.

However, just as his hand touched the curtain, a terrifying force suddenly attacked through the curtain, and before he could react, he was blown away.

But the curtain did not move at all.

Qiao Er's shout made Tiedan wake up instantly.

He raised his head from the woman, struck her with his backhand, then regained consciousness and gradually realized his current situation.

The woman was beneath him, her long hair loose, her eyes watery, her lips swollen, naked, her fair skin covered in mottled red marks...

My upper body was naked and there were also some red marks.

His head was buzzing.

Suddenly remembering something, he looked down sharply.

Fortunately, his pants were still in good condition.

but! ! !

His thing was swelling up again, pressing against hers...

But he couldn't control it...

Incomparable embarrassment and intense panic swept over me. How could he do such a beastly thing!!!

He hurriedly got off the woman, but fell off the bed in the chaos.

But he didn't care about that. He turned his back and groped with his hands to cover the woman with the blanket. He then picked up the woman's clothes one by one and gently placed them next to her.

Finally, he put on his clothes.

He stood up with his back to her and was silent for a long time. Countless words flashed through his mind, but in the end he only uttered one sentence.

"sorry."

Shen Nanxing was immersed in great shock at this time.

Isn’t he a eunuch?

How could it be... ?

And it's so...huge...

Could it be? ? ?

Suddenly, her mind flashed back to what the old doctor said to her in the Nether Valley.

"You have such a deep hatred for that kid, you want to make sure he has no descendants!"

Her first reaction at that time was anger. The old doctor looked very familiar with him, so how could he not know that he was a eunuch?

Later, the old doctor asked her to persuade him, is it necessary to become the Ninth Thousand Year Old Man of the North Vietnam?

At the time, she just felt that the old doctor's speech was confusing and incomprehensible...

But now think about it, if he was not a eunuch, then everything the old doctor said would make sense!

So, he is a fake eunuch?

Shen Nanxing felt both surprised and scared.

The surprise is that he is a normal man. If he can be a normal man, who would want to be a eunuch?

The fear is that he has already reached the position of Nine Thousand Years Old. If people find out that he is a fake eunuch, then his entire clan will be executed...

In just a few breaths, Shen Nanxing's mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts. It was not until she heard him say sorry to her that she recovered from the shock.

She immediately saw the man standing beside the bed, his stiff back, his clenched fists, and the veins on the back of his hands that were bulging from excessive force.

Shen Nanxing sat up with the blanket, his brows slightly raised.

"What's the point of saying sorry at this time?"

"You don't recognize me when you put on clothes?"

The man froze, his voice hoarse: "I..."

"You what?"

"I'm not Tiedan." His voice was low and mixed with loneliness and grievance.

Shen Nanxing was stunned, but quickly reacted.

She laughed angrily: "Do you think I'm interested in Tiedan?"