His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

Taking out the porcelain bottle, Han Fei, who was about to close the box, unexpectedly saw a few clusters of herbs lying in the tray.

Han Fei’s expression was overjoyed, she quickly took out the few herbs, carefully identified some, and couldn’t help but split the corners of her mouth. Although it is not a rare herb, it is the most practical one. At this time It seems particularly precious.

Han Fei took the herbal medicine and the porcelain bottle, eagerly ran in front of Xuegui, and said, "Master, I want this!"

Nobleman Xue smiled and said, "Didn't you say it, don't call me the master, I am not a master, there will be no other people in this place, if you don't dislike it, call me sister Xue."

Han Fei's heart was aroused.

sister?

Although in terms of age, Xue Gui was not much older than her, no, it can be said that Xue Gui was younger than her actual age. After all, in ancient times, she married and gave birth early.

Han Fei is really ashamed, the more he thinks about it, the more shame she is. She is such an old person, and she is in love with other people's son! Now he even became her son's nanny!

How shameless you think!

Han Fei lost her temper, her heart was guilty, and her chubby body shrank.

Seeing Han Fei's reaction, Xue Gui said with some regret: "I was abrupt, and you must be unwilling to call this sister."

Seeing Xue Guiren misunderstanding = future mother-in-law has opinions on her = life is bleak.

Han Fei immediately shouted decisively, "Sister Xue!"

What guilty conscience, what old cows eat tender grass, what shame, are all second!

Seeing Han Fei so simply, Xuegui smiled, with some warmth in his heart, and said: "Take these things, I don't need them anymore."

Han Fei thought for a while and said, "Sister Xue, you and..."

Xue Gui avoiding Han Fei's sight, suddenly said: "The night is getting late, you should go back soon and rest early."

The rest of Han Fei's words were blocked, she had to sigh, hugged her things, and hurriedly returned to the small yard after saying goodbye to Xuegui.

It's just that Han Fei couldn't avoid guessing what happened between Emperor Qin and Xuegui, which caused a good emperor's mind to be distorted into the future.

Han Fei hadn't forgotten what kind of abnormal thoughts Qin Huang had towards male gods in the days to come. As long as he thought of this, Han Fei couldn't help but want to kill.

How does an emperor become a pervert!

With an aggrieved expression on his face, when Han Fei returned to the yard, she saw the little boy squatting on the ground. When she saw her coming, she immediately stood up and ran over.

Han Fei put away the horrible expression on her face, put on an amiable smile, and said, "Have you been waiting for me?"

The **** nodded, very honest.

Han Fei's smile became more real, and she took out the Jinchuang medicine, and said, "I got the medicine, and I will wipe it for you. It will hurt a bit, but you are a man and you should be able to bear it."

With that said, Han Fei was about to give the **** medicine, but was caught by a small hand, and the child said seriously: "Fat, your face is more important."

Han Fei blinked and said, "I'm fine. It's just a little swollen. It won't get in the way. It will be better in a few days, but you need medicine if you break your skin."

The child still shook his head and said, "Mother said, a woman's face is very important."

Han Fei was very surprised. When the child said this sentence, he looked like an adult. He was a little devil. When she was about to tease, the child added another sentence.

"Although the chubby face is already unsightly."

Han Fei: "..."

fall! She shouldn't believe that this broken child would praise her so affectionately! Sure enough, the prince grew up with a vicious tongue, and he didn't lose half a point when he was young!

Han Fei was depressed.

The child took advantage of Han Fei's depression, stretched out his hand to take away the Jinchuang medicine in Han Fei's hand, then fell in his hand, tiptoe up, and carefully and seriously put the medicine on Han Fei's swollen face.

The medicine was icy cold, and it was very comfortable to stick to her face. Han Fei came back to her senses, looking at the child close at hand, looking at the beautiful little face with seriousness.

Han Fei felt sore, thinking in her heart, sure enough, what a good-looking person does is worthy of forgiveness! Such a small gesture can make her cry.

But if Han Fei knew what her face looked like at the moment, she probably wouldn't say that.

Just because this bottle of golden sore medicine is green.

The child was afraid of leaving marks on the fat face, so he used a large lump to wipe Han Fei's face, and was afraid of hurting her, so the strength was uneven.

The child frowned and looked at the green face of this car, suddenly feeling a little guilty.

What to do, fat seems to be uglier...

Han Fei was still enjoying Little Qin Che's rare service, without knowing that her whole face was already like a ghost.

Finally, the child stopped with a guilty conscience.

Han Fei opened her mouth and showed her big white teeth. She thought it was a very bright smile, but she didn't know that it was really scary with her current appearance, and the children shrank.

"Thank you, Master Che, come, I will give you medicine now and stretch out my hand."

The child stretched out obediently.

Han Fei carefully applied medicine to the child under the moonlight. Under the moonlight, the elongated figure of one big and one small was especially warm.

The child looked at their shadows on the ground and couldn't help but get closer, making the two shadows overlap, and he was finally satisfied.

Han Fei glanced at him suddenly approaching, and said, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

The child shook his head and said, "Fat, I will protect you in the future."

Han Fei blinked, thinking she had heard it wrong.

The child repeated it once, and said more seriously: "From now on, I will not let them hurt you."

"Why is Master Che suddenly so emotional?"

"Fat, it hurts."

Han Fei's heart tightened, and said: "It doesn't hurt, Master Che hurts."

The child stretched out his hand and hugged Han Fei, who was even more petite in Han Fei's generous chest.

"Fatty, do you want me to be the three princes?"

Han Fei didn't quite understand the sudden problem of the child.

"what happened?"

"Fatty hope?"

Han Fei said seriously: "It's not hope, but you are."

"If I am the prince, why should I be beaten, why can they bully me."

"Because you are not strong enough."

"How can it be strong?"

"Step by step."

The child didn't seem to understand the meaning of the word, and his tangled little face tried to understand it.

Han Fei smiled, remembering the loyal shadow guards who accompanied the prince in the past, she suddenly said: "A person's power is limited. There are some things you can't do, but you can have a group that can help. The person you do, and this, is the qualification that a truly strong person will have."

"Someone who can do it for me?"

"Yes. For many things, you don't need to do it yourself. A strong individual can only be said to be a good martial artist, but if you control a group of people, then you are a strong one."