Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

The dark guards and guards quickly looked at the sky, the ground, and the flowers.

Now their master is jealous.

Even if she glanced at Miss Su inadvertently, she would be stabbed with a knife in his eyes and chilled all over.

He wiped the blood on her face with his sleeve: "Where are you going next time, you must tell me, I will accompany you, you know?"

As if thinking of something, he suddenly looked sternly and said: "Not even Lin Zikou."

This man is the same as in his previous life, so clingy!

Su Qiao groaned in her heart.

Seeing that she was silent, Duanmuhan stretched out his hand and pulled the person into his arms again, with a hint of fragility in his voice: "Promise me, Qiao Qiao."

When he knew something happened to her, he just thought he was going crazy.

Running wildly in the woods, just hoping to run faster, and run faster.

The quicker he is, the less danger she is.

He couldn't imagine what she would be like and what she would do if something happened to her.

Maybe kill everyone and let this cold and disgusting world be buried with her.

Su Qiao was most afraid of his appearance, and instinctively softened her heart: "I see."

Forget it, if he wants to, just follow.

Wasn't it the same in previous life?

Get used to it.

Su Qiao comforted herself in her heart.

Duanmuhan heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you're fine."

At this moment, he thought to himself, as long as she was okay, he was willing to give everything.

You don't even have to fight for the throne.

Even the days to come will be spent in flight.

Seeing that his face was not good, Su Qiao knew that this time he was frightened, and quickly took out a few fresh herbs from Xiaobu's bag and said with a smile, "Look, I found the herbs to detoxify you."

She knew that these herbs were in the woods in Saibei.

Because in the last world, she found it in the virgin forest in the northwest.

The environment is about the same.

The growing medicinal materials should be similar.

Looking at the herbs in her hand, Duanmuhan did not show any joy, and a pair of dark eyes stared at her:

"If you get hurt, I'd rather not detoxify for the rest of my life."

Su Qiao was stunned for a moment, and grabbed his big hand soothingly: "Don't worry, I'm really good, I won't be really hurt."

"And didn't you send someone to follow me secretly to protect me?"

Two psychologically tormented dark guards: who is protecting whom?

They were speechless.

Duanmuhan touched her head and told her worriedly, "Don't be careless."

"Well, I see, I know, I'm tired and hungry, and my body is still dirty, let's go back."

Duanmu Han said nothing, bent over and picked her up, and then flew on his horse.

Tightly pursing her thin lips, she bowed her head: "Hold tight!"

Su Qiao, who was planning to ride a horse, paused and silently put his arms around his waist.

All right.

The man is still angry.

Can't be bothered.

Gotta go along.

Just don't black out.

After returning to the camp, Su Qiao was recited by the red-eyed Chunhua for a long time, and then she became a little quieter.

On the other side, Su Yan, who learned that she was back, was stunned.

How can it be okay?

How can you not die like this?

"It was brought back by the Third Highness. There was blood all over his body, and his face was covered with a gauze, as if he was seriously injured."

The maid looked like the second young lady who had lost her soul, and a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes.

The eldest miss didn't provoke her, she always stared at the eldest miss, just like her mother's second concubine, she was always greedy and insufficient.

It seemed that he had to find an opportunity to leave quickly.

So as not to be implicated by this unlucky second lady one day.

Su Yan didn't notice the look in her eyes at all: "Blood all over your body?"

Is your face still covered with a scarf?