Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 688 Dancing Princess vs Admiral Dongchang 53

Adhering to the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, Naituanzi did not argue with him and remained motionless, waiting for him to bring the bowl.

"Cough cough cough..."

Shen Lang just stood up, but before he could sit up, his wounds were affected, his lungs were throbbing and painful, he was coughing continuously, and his face was pale, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs.

Nai Tuanzi was afraid of accidentally injuring his wound, so she didn't dare to pat him on the back, so she could only give him a look that he deserved.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Shen Lang had to lie down on the bed again. When he raised his eyes, he met Naoduanzi's complicated eyes.

Naturally, Naituanzi will not tell the truth: "The look of respecting the elderly and loving the young."

Men just do it.

Shen Lang was lying on the bed, with only his eyes moving flexibly. He pursed his lips:

"I'm not stupid."

So I don’t believe it.

Naitanzi changed the topic, raised his pillow, and gave him medicine:

"You like her?"

Shen Lang: "Children should stay away from adults' affairs."

He is crazy to discuss the issue of love or not with a child whose milk smell has not faded away.

"I can't ignore her affairs."

Nai Tuanzi's tone was not strong, but if you listen carefully, it was full of strength.

It was the first time that Shen Lang was given medicine. It was unnatural and awkward. He hesitated for a long time before slowly opening his mouth.

The medicine was too bitter and suppressed the embarrassment.

He focused back on Naituanzi's words: "What is your relationship with her?"

Today, these assassins are obviously here to make milk dumplings. It is impossible for Meng Changxi not to see it. Facing the situation where we are outnumbered and could die at any time, she still chooses to stand in front of him. The former princess of Meng State is facing the Northern Qi Dynasty. The future prince protects him with his life, which cannot be explained at all.

Naitanzi blinked: "The relationship is like mother and son."

He used the word "like".

Like, means no.

While Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, he fell into even more confusing doubts.

So why on earth is Meng Changxi protecting him?

"Be good, open your mouth and drink the medicine."

Naituanzi saw him shut up and meditate, and tried hard to shoulder his responsibilities as a little man.

Shen Langgang frowned, and Naituanzi said in annoyance:

"You are so difficult to do, it is really difficult for me to do."

This kind of Shen Lang always reminds Nai Tuanzi that he once rescued a stray cat.

He gave it medicine, but not only did it not know what was good or bad, it even kicked over his medicine bowl with a look of disgust on its face, and finally left proudly with its tail raised.

Shen Lang clearly felt that he was different from his peers, with a more precocious mind and a rigid way of speaking:

"Children are better off being nice."

Nai Tuanzi: "I don't have to please you."

Shen Lang: "Who do you want to like?"

Nai Tuanzi raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face was translated as - "No need to ask"?

Shen Lang: "......"

He really doesn't want to be jealous of a baby.

"Alang, I have to take care of her and you. It's very tiring. Please cooperate."

The milk dumpling raised the spoon and fed it to his mouth.

Shen Lang: "......"

He killed people like crazy, but in the end, he was educated by a young baby.

When Quan Jiu entered the room, the bowl of medicine had already reached the bottom, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes:

"So cooperative?"

Naituanzi Ma Liu put away the medicine bowl and didn't forget to wipe Shen Lang's mouth:

"Changxi, Alang is very obedient, you don't have to worry."

Quan Jiu: “…”

Watching Naituanzi wiping Shen Lang's mouth, a scene appeared in her mind for no reason.

An old father who had suffered a stroke and was paralyzed and unable to take care of himself lay motionless on the hospital bed, while his filial son took care of him, eating, drinking and urinating.

A filial son...

Quan Jiu looked at Naituanzi, who was only five years old, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"The location of the arrow is very tricky. If you hadn't heard the noise and moved your body in advance, the arrow would have 100% pierced your heart."

Shen Lang finally saw her figure and didn't want to look away, staring straight at her.

"Do you hear what I'm saying?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Quan Jiu came to the bedside and looked at him condescendingly.

Shen Lang's black eyes stared into hers:

"I know I can't dodge that arrow."

Everything happened too fast. Even if he had great martial arts skills and tried his best, he could only barely avoid the fatal blow.

"The moment I was hit by the arrow, I had only one thought in my mind. If the arrow had been smeared with Seven Breaths Death-Destroying Powder, I would probably have to explain it here today."

The attack time of Seven Breaths Life-Destroying Powder is too short. In seven breaths, a human life can be harvested. On the verge of death, the last thought left in his mind was--

Fortunately, he was the one who was injured. If she was hit by a crossbow with her fragile little body, the pain would probably kill half of her life.

Shen Lang didn't say the remaining half of the words, but Quan Jiu automatically discerned what he wanted to continue from his soft eyes.

"Does the wound still hurt?" Quan Jiu sat beside the bed.

Shen Lang: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Quan Jiu curled his lips:

"Lie, the arrows fired by mechanical crossbows are four to five times more powerful than manual crossbows in terms of power and strength. A tree trunk as thick as an adult man's waist can be shot through by one arrow. What can you do to me now? ?”

With only a few millimeters missing, the arrow hit Shen Lang's heart. No matter how good her medical skills were, she couldn't save her life.

Shen Lang was indeed in pain all over his body, especially his left chest. The mechanical crossbow was so lethal that it felt like he was split in half from his chest with an axe. His chat with Naituanzi just now was just trying to hold on.

Of course, he didn't force himself on purpose. The living environment he grew up in made him habitually hide all his emotions, and it almost became an instinct engraved in his bones.

Shen Lang's eyes moved slightly, staring at the bed frame above his head, avoiding her gaze:

"It hurts a bit, but I can bear it."

Quan Jiu: "Master Shen, have you ever heard of the saying that only children who cry can get candy?"

Shen Lang's eyes dimmed.

Heard it.

But this has nothing to do with him.

If he cries, he will die faster.

Quan Jiu naturally knows his inner thoughts:

"Excuse me, Mr. Shen, please be polite."

Shen Lang lowered his head and saw a brown candied fruit lying in her palm.

"It's really hard to find snacks in your Dongchang. I searched the whole Dongchang and only found this small bag."

Quan Jiu picked up the oil paper bag and shook it in front of him.

"You've been looking for the fruits of your labor for a long time, do you want it?"

Shen Lang would naturally want what she gave him.

When the candied fruit entered his mouth, it was sweet and a little greasy. He usually didn't like sweets, but today, perhaps because it was too bitter, the sweet and greasy candied fruit was not unacceptable.

Quan Jiu handed the oil paper bag to Naiduanzi: "Would you like one?"

Naituanzi thought for a while and shook his head: "Alang is so pitiful, you should give it to him."

He said this willingly.

Shen Lang's bottomless black eyes fell on his milky face, feeling a little warm inexplicably.

(End of chapter)