MTL - Rebirth of the Tyrant’s Pet: Regent Prince is too Fierce-Chapter 6 Powerful yourself

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"What are you doing! Do you know how much effort I took to get you into bed?!"

The palace was stunned and contracted. The small palace did not feel humiliation and fear. The child was the most sensitive to emotions. He seemed to feel that the emperor was hostile to him, but he was a kind person. Let him not be so prepared.

"Thank you..."

He glared at the wet clothes of the palace, his big eyes like red rabbits, a little uneasiness and embarrassment, his voice has not recovered, and he slowly slowed down with a very soft child. "Thank you...huang...sister."

An emperor, if there is no reason for the palace to change the style of the painting, she feels strange and refreshed!

She finally couldn’t help but scream, and the inner villain shouted!

Who can think of the future, the father-in-law, the blood-washing harem, the murderous regent, and now pity to call her emperor? Who can think of it? !

Seeing her tempering, Miyazaki clearly felt the joy of the other side, although it was weird, and quickly and screamingly called the emperor, like a deer, pitiful and lovely.

This palace called the emperor's sister was very useful, and the little boy in front of him didn't feel too much of an eye. When he was a child, he was still very embarrassed!

"Count your cleverness!" The palace was cold and cold, and then he was ready to go. Suddenly a belly sounded, and the small palace licked the whole face and became red, staring at her with a shy look.

The food she left is still in the yard, and now I am afraid I can’t eat it either...

Because the food in the cold palace is very rare, even if it is always hungry, Komiya is not sensible, but he does not listen, but he is very ashamed.

Gong Yimo naturally heard it. Her face was slightly softer. Although she was still expressionless, she once again found a **** from her sleeve.

Although it is cold, but such a clean big girl, Gong Yi has not eaten for a long time.

The palace sighed and sighed and sat at his bed. He found a bottle of water in his hand. She rip her head and feed it a little bit into the child's mouth. The movement was very stiff and careful. Obviously, I didn’t know. How to take care of children.

Then I took a sip and poured a sip of water.

Komiya is really hungry. In such a quiet cold palace, I can only hear the sound of his inability to swallow. The big eyes are squinting and seem to be wondering if this is a dream.

The other's fingertips are slightly cool, the expression is extremely impatient, the movement is very gentle, and the fingers of Gong Yifu often touch the warm lips of Gongyi, the small mouth is dry and soft, let her every time In contact, my heart trembled slightly.

This is true, and the palace in front of me is really just a child.

But what about it?

The warmth did not last long. Miyazaki took a clean hand and saw the small palace and wanted to talk, and quickly stopped him.

Deliberately ignoring the other pair of jade-like eyes, Gong Yimo is not a taste of twisting his head and staggering his eyes, his face with a cold face.

"Okay, don't talk... This cold palace is in jeopardy, I have nothing to help you, in the future... you can do it yourself!"

Instigation and sympathy are one thing, but Miyagami’s own heart is clear. She can’t help the Virgin to help a person who has murdered her life, and the palace has his own path of destiny, and she is destined to be alone. Not all the way.

After that, looking at the child's look, I was scared, and regardless of whether the other party still had something to say, I turned around and ran away!

Xiaogong’s raised hand was slightly stagnation, his mouth was open, and he still didn’t say anything. He pressed the bottom of his heart and the look of the injured in the big eyes flashed. His elder sister... I’m afraid I don’t want to get contaminated. It’s a trouble for yourself... Unfortunately, he still doesn’t know the other’s name.

In the early morning, Gong Yimo ran his internal strength for two hours before he woke up slowly. Every time he finished practicing his internal strength, he felt refreshed. Last night, it was raining and it was just fine.

Her practice of this world started some late, but after all, it was practiced once. Once again, every joint is cultivated. It is like this. If it does not happen for a few years, her internal skills will be able to come back.

At this time, the door of her cold palace was pushed away by the people. A palace lady walked in with anger and put the food box on the table. It was so airless. "Little sick, how are you?" Still not dead yet!"

At the moment she came in, Gong Yimo had already lie down. She remembered the palace lady. This was the third houseman who took care of her. Both of them took a great price for the post. Also, who is willing to guard A sick princess, even if it is not favored, it is a miracle if it is not dead for four years.

The palace was pretending to be awakened, and looked at her. Every time the palace girl got angry, she would come to the former palace to vent her. Sometimes she couldn’t see it for a few days. She needed to be quiet and thought of living in the small palace of the cold palace. Oh, my heart is moving, it’s better to be once and for all.

When the eyeballs turned, she took the pups who didn't know where they came from and began to desperately cough. The lady was afraid of being sick, and she was far away from disgust, but she heard the weak voice of the palace.

"Ah... blood!"

On the parch that is holding, it is a **** blood!

This can scare the palace people to jump, not waiting for her to say anything, Gong Yimo will pity and intermittently said, "No... it is a lungs..." It will be contagious!

Now! Scared that the palace people ran out quickly, and stayed away, Gong Yifu only relaxed.

This time, it will not take long, the cold palace where she lives will be isolated, no one will come over and seriously confirm that her unloved princess is really suffering from the lungs, so it is the best way to let her fend for herself. .

In the future, in addition to the meal, there will be no more people who don’t have long eyes rushing in to find her troubles, she can practice hard, otherwise it will be really troublesome if someone is found out of her abnormality!

As she thought, it didn't take long for some of the rushing palace people to see her look like a sick man, holding a blood-stained scorpion in her hand, and dare to approach it, and quickly separated it. When I got up, I had a few layers of palace locks, and I only left a small window to make a meal. It really made her self-destructive. For a seven-year-old child, it is not cruel.

Gong Yimo smiled slightly, so she was in the middle of her arms. When everyone walked away, she finally let go of her heart, jumped out of bed, took a deep breath in the yard, and then kicked her fists.

The sun after the rain sprinkled with gold, illuminating her thin face with a little bit of sweat. The set of external skills and internal strength she practiced was a set. The foreign work was quite similar to the Taiji she knew before crossing. The internal strength is also endless, and it is thick and thin.