Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

After getting dressed, Yuan Fei looked at the Tsing Yi on Yun Fanfan's body, frowned, and said, "Should the general wear brighter colors on such a festive day?"

Yun Fanfan didn't think there was anything wrong with the color of his clothes, but after hearing Yuan Fei's words, he planned to change it.

"Not as good as blue?"

Yuan Fei: "..."

Be patience, he said: "I think red looks good."

Yun looked up, and his gaze fell on him.

Yuan Fei looked down and said nothing when she looked at it so openly.

Just listen to her saying: "It's really good-looking."

After speaking, I went to choose clothes.

Yuan Fei's heart started beating again.

Yun Fanfan really picked a red dress, and the two stood together, a piece of red, it was difficult for people to pay attention.

After getting on the carriage, Yun Fan went up and began to close his eyes to rest. Yuan Fei looked left and right. When he was bored, his eyes floated to her.

There was an extra wound on her face, on the side of her cheek, near the earlobe.

He heard this matter from someone.

It is said that when she was in the barracks a few days ago, she was training with the recruits. The recruits didn't know if it was because of nervousness or what they were doing. The tip of the sword struck her face.

With just a light touch, his face broke and a little blood came out.

It's pretty good today, but I can still see something.

This kind of wound, for her, should be a small wound. To be precise, it may not even be considered a wound.

How can people who are often on the battlefield not get hurt?

However, Yuan Fei was still puzzled that she didn't need to go to war anymore. She could do nothing and enjoy her life at home.

I was puzzled and asked, "Why doesn't the general change to a little leisurely thing?"

Yun Fanfan didn't fall asleep. Hearing what he said, he felt that he should be a little concerned about himself, otherwise he wouldn't ask such questions.

But she was too lazy to open her eyes, just moved her lips, and replied: "If I don't do it, others will still have to do it. It's hard work. Why don't I do it for two more years so that the latecomers can enjoy it?"

This is a joke, and the joke is very strong.

Yuan Fei suddenly stopped talking.

In fact, he wanted to ask about that night.

Now I don't seem to care much about what happened that night, unlike before, I wanted to kill her.

No, I still care, but what I care about has changed.

What he cares about is that two people, only he remembers.

It seemed that it was just a ridiculous dream, a dream he had alone.

The noble Royal Highness began to give himself strength.

Until the gate of the palace, he was still competing with himself.

Yun Fanfan got out of the carriage first, then turned around and stretched out his hand to help him down.

Yuan Fei's character did not allow him to reach out, and was helped by her like a weak person.

Just about to jump down, I saw Yuan Lian at the gate of the palace.

Yuan Lian was wearing a peach-pink dress, and standing with Yuan Shi Lang, her gaze was deliberately or not in this direction.

After his contact, he has almost understood that Yuan Lian is an insatiable man, wishing that all women would like him, and I don't know if he has any wrong thoughts about the woman in front of him these days.

Yuan Fei hates what people think about him.

Reaching out, the white and slender fingers fell on the palm of her hand.

Her palms still have calluses, they are not tender at all, but they are warm.

Afterwards, Yun Fanfan took him off the carriage.