Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

I saw his dear imperial brother staring at him silently.

His eyes swayed a little, and then he shook his head slightly.

And this series of actions happened to be stopped by a wooden cabinet in the center of the window and Lu Wantian's line of sight, causing him to fail to notice.

The first Lian was an instant understanding.

He pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze back to the middle-aged man who was still nodding his head, waiting for instructions.

Dan smiled and said: "City Lord Lu, your efforts to stabilize the epidemic situation in Ximeng City were fully seen by this king before. The epidemic outside the city is so extensive that you can't reach it, but it's reasonable. ."

"So please don't be too harsh, just try your best to treat it."

"...Thank you, Your Highness, for your forgiveness!"

Lu Wantian quickly thanked him.

The moment he raised his head, he seemed to think of something again, and glanced at the small wooden table very quickly.

Seeing that the paper on the top was only recording various medicinal herbs, he was even more relieved in his heart.

It seems that this little prince has not discovered the real cause of this "plague", and is only at the stage of medical treatment.

Before the spies reported that the people's condition had improved, I'm afraid it was just a crooked attack.

After all, Lu Wantian has followed Queen Wei for so many years. He still knows how much this little prince has on his body...

But then again, the little prince is Queen Wei's disciple, so how could Queen Wei ask him to come over to cure this "plague"?

Lu Wantian thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

There were so many people here that he didn't even dare to ask questions.

He could only continue casually chatting with the first Lian, playing Tai Chi.

However, this series of changes in Lu Wantian's expression was clearly seen through another window by the first words outside.

Seeing him, he couldn't help squinting his reddish-brown eyes, and sneered very lowly.

There is indeed a problem with Lu Wantian.

After thinking about it, the man finally gently lowered the window curtain.

Immediately turned around and returned to Xiang Xing.

At that time, Xiang Xing was resting while playing pebbles with Xiao Qinger, who was also training in the camp.

She is petite, and squatting with that little Qing'er, it's like two little dolls playing and playing, so cute.

Seeing that the man couldn't help shaking his head helplessly, he laughed a few times.

"You're a grown man, and you're still playing tricks like these children."

The first sentence pretended to be slightly angry, but his body was out of control, and he also squatted down.

"..."

Feeling his approach, the little guy who was catching the pebbles couldn't help but feel nervous.

As a result, my little hand trembled, I didn't grasp it firmly, and I lost this one...

Seeing this scene, the first speech by his side even seemed to be unable to bear it, and sneered faintly.

Laughing made her cheeks blush, she couldn't help rolling her eyes, shirking responsibility in a milky voice: "...Aci blames you for making me lose!"

Really, suddenly scared her...

Hearing the words from the side, he smiled even more.

"Is it my fault for my lack of concentration?"

The man laughed, raised his slender palms, and rubbed the shameless little head vigorously.

The other hand suddenly caught the pile of stones and started playing like that.

I saw that he grabbed the dick neatly and threw it again, and his movements were smooth and smooth.

Xiang Xing was stunned for a moment.

Good, great look.