Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Oh."

The little guy shrugged his shoulders angrily, shrank to the back of his arm obediently, and gently hugged the strong arm.

I smiled secretly in my heart.

Hey, if you're jealous, you're jealous, and you force it to explain.

"Then what else can we do for the saint now?"

Seeing Situ Ling twisting and turning, as if in pain, Xiang Xing pursed his pink lips, still a little worried in his heart.

After all, if the little emperor is not out of danger, if she burps, no one will pay her.

Seeing the worried look on her face, Feng Lan couldn't help lengthening Jun's face again.

Fortunately, at this time, Feng Han in the outhouse had heard the movement and hurried in.

"Is he alright? Why did I just hear the screams of the Holy..."

She rushed to the bed with a worried face, pursed her red lips, and looked at the man on the bed nervously.

On the other hand, he took his hand again and gave him a fine pulse.

Seeing that Situ Ling didn't seem to be feeling very well, but his pulse was indeed much smoother and smoother than before. Feng Han's heart was finally down, and he couldn't help letting out a long sigh of relief.

Just now she heard the screams, but she was really worried that the Holy One would be lost by these two children...

After thinking about it, Feng Han shook his head and looked back at the two of them.

Seeing the bloodstained half of his brother's face with a stinky face, he glanced at the little girl beside him who was looking at him worriedly. The woman's eyes turned slightly, but she instantly understood something.

He couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled secretly, and immediately said, "Okay, you two have spent a lot of internal rest, so hurry back and rest, the saint is here with me and the imperial physicians to take care of it, it's alright."

When she finished speaking, she saw Feng Lan immediately raised her hand and picked up the little guy beside her.

Without saying a word, turn around and leave.

"...Pfft."

Looking at the tall, long back who walked out in a huff, Feng Han finally couldn't hold back and smiled lightly.

Silly boy is really enlightened.

I was still worried before that I was completely cut off from love, and the younger brother compared himself to a woman madly, fearing that he would revive the parents under Jiuquan.

It's really good now, their Lao Feng family will finally not break the incense~

Feng Han nodded with emotion and smiled.

At that time, I suddenly felt a touch of warmth on the wrist that was casually supporting the edge of the bed.

The woman was startled, and quickly looked down.

I saw Situ Ling on the bed in a trance, and finally opened his misty eyes.

He clenched her wrist subconsciously, and murmured in a daze: "Here, pour water for Gu..."

"...Holy, you are awake!"

Seeing this scene, Feng Han couldn't help widening her beautiful eyes in surprise.

He hurriedly jumped out of the bed, poured a cup of warm tea over, and waited for him to drink it.

"……call……"

After drinking the tea, Situ Ling let out a deep breath as if he had completely recovered.

Finally, the bottom of his eyes regained some clarity, but he was confused again, "Gu is this... what's wrong?"

"Uh……"

Feng Han's hand trembled as he held him.

After thinking about it, he finally gritted his teeth, turned and half-kneeled beside the bed.

Chao Situ Ling bowed his hands and pleaded guilty, "Your Majesty, your subordinates are guilty. I don't know that the things around you have been manipulated by the villain, causing the Sage to suffer from this sinister internal injury..."

She sighed and told Situ Ling the whole story.

Even more resolute, "This matter is all due to the personal affairs of my subordinates, and it has nothing to do with Fengxianglou. I also ask Shengshang Shengming to let the subordinates bear all the guilt!"