Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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She took a deep breath, trembled her eyebrows, did not respond to any words, and slowly walked toward the royal study.

Some things, if you don't try to get out of the first step, then you will be in a cage that is like an infinite loop forever, and you will never go out.

The air in the royal study is filled with a shallow musk, very light, but very comfortable.

Feng Si drunk back to her, standing in front of the east wall. Looking at the picture on the wall, the person on the picture is blindfolded, a few simple, and can't see the appearance.

Next to the painting is a desk. There is a cymbal on the stage, the size of the bowl is there, and the surrounding lines are faint.

Luo dusted the dust and lifted it, and walked slowly toward him. He stopped at the place three meters away and made a ritual: "Chen Chen gave the emperor peace."

"Chen Chen?" Feng Si drunk and sneered, and the moment she turned around, her heart suddenly trembled.

His face looked a little pale, but the angular features of the five senses were so beautiful, like the face of a jade, but with the indifference of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Did you not claim to be a child before?" The curvature of his lips was getting bigger and bigger, and there was a faint bloodshot in the bottomless scorpion.

I don't know why, when I walked into this room, there was always an inexplicable sense of oppression.

This sense of oppression does not seem to come from Fengsi drunk, but from other things.

And the feeling of Feng Si drunk to her is an extremely terrible...

"Listen to Li Gonggong, the emperor often has a nightmare." She bit her lip and stepped forward, handing the soup in his hand to him: "Drinking this is good for your body."

This is because she still doesn't know what poison is in the drunk, and where to find the antidote.

She only knows that his illness cannot be delayed. In the memory of the original Lord, even if the dagger did not pierce his heart like that, his physical condition will soon die.

The system's medicine can make his body at least as good as normal people, not so weak and uncomfortable.

As for the poison, the system said a word?

【The trouble should end it! 】 The system spreads the hands that do not exist, indicating that the memory of the host is very bad!

"Is it good for the body?" Feng Si drunk suddenly stepped forward, stopping only a few centimeters away from her. A pair of swords stared at her with a full of hate: "Luo Dust, what exactly do you want to play?"

What exactly did she want him to do, and the pain she brought to him was enough to make him heartbreaking for a lifetime! She still wants... What about him?

If she really poisoned him, how could she get out.

Hehe... how ridiculous! In the face of ninety-nine percent of the poison, he still refuses to die in her heart...

I don't know why, even if I know that Feng Si is drunk because my heart is full of hate, I still suffocate my chest.

Really... a little uncomfortable!

In the next second, she licked her lips slightly and raised her eyebrows. A pair of clear scorpions did not evade and looked into his eyes: "What kind of tricks does the courtier want to play, do you know if the emperor drank?"

"I really can't think of you, except for thinking about my death, what other things I want!" The sound falls, he seems to suddenly realize, self-deprecating hooked the corner: "Oh! I almost forgot, you still want Want Feng Xing!"

In fact, when he personally said this sentence, she suddenly felt a little wronged, inexplicable grievances.

In an instant, she slammed her head: "Is the emperor drinking or not drinking?"