Chapter 34

As time went by, Han Fei's sweat dripped from her forehead, and her whole body seemed to have been practiced tens of thousands of times.

Tired, never had a sense of fatigue swept up, Hanfei almost thought that he was about to faint, clearly just write, but it seems to empty the body.

Having forgotten the past for a long time, Hanfei's eyes were blurred and her hand holding the pen was shaking.

When the last stroke fell, the hand holding her slowly loosened, and the cold embrace behind her was also a little bit pulled away.

"Ding ~ empathy completion rate is 80%! Congratulations to the host

When the scene in front of her began to twist, Han Fei could not help but sit down, making the chair creak, which made her jump up immediately, for fear that the chair would be broken.

The sweat had soaked through her clothes, even the hair on her forehead was wet and sticky on her face.

Han Fei was as like as two peas, and her hands were on the table. She saw her new hand, almost identical to the one that was playing well.

Han Fei can see the God. Is this written by her?

In order to prove her suspicions, Han Fei, regardless of her tired body, hastily picked up her pen and wrote a word again. This time, she saw her subordinates' words with her own eyes.

Is this the result of empathy?

Hear her movement some big, inside the person's light voice.

"What's the matter?"

Han Fei quickly replied, "it's OK! I'll come here now! "

said as like as two peas, he put down the pen and rubbed the almost identical piece into a ball and put it in his sleeves, then tied the ribbon and stumbled past.

When she was about to touch the edge of the bed, Hanfei was a little unstable. Empathy consumed her too much energy, almost exceeding the critical point that her body could bear. Sure enough, the system was not cheap at all.

Han Fei stood reluctantly. When she was about to bend down to get the needle, her eyes were black, her knees were soft, and her body couldn't help falling down. Just as she was about to hit the edge of the bed, a pair of slender hands suddenly stretched out and held her whole body.

But maybe her weight is too heavy, coupled with inertia, the hands supporting her are pushed back a little, Hanfei's head hit a cold chest.

A grunt was heard overhead.

Han Fei was surprised, and then realized that she was overpowering someone. In a hurry, she wanted to get up, but she was too tired, her hands were still shaking, and she could not hold up at all. On the contrary, her pressure was deeper because of her disorderly movement.

"Don't move."

Han Fei froze and did not dare to move.

"What's the matter with you?"

Han Fei was so embarrassed that she didn't know how to explain it. She made an excuse and said, "maybe it's too tired. You know, the courses in Amar Palace are a little full."

"Is it important to you?"

"Ah?"

Han Fei did not respond to the meaning of this sentence for a while.

"Is it important for you to marry the royal family?"

Han Fei was stunned. She understood what he meant. Yes, the original intention of the Amar palace is just like those beautiful girls who are eager to marry into the royal family.

Han Fei hooked the corner of her lip and said, "ah, it's very important."

The hands on her shoulders pressed slightly.

But Han Fei didn't feel it, she continued.

"Because, apart from that, I don't know how to live here."

Inexplicably through here, inexplicably with a new identity, new body, inexplicably by a system holding life and death, what can she do? She can only move forward, can only bear the threat to live here.

"Hanfei." He called.

"Lord, let me slow down. I can get up after a rest. I'm really sorry for being abrupt."

Han Fei slowly regained her strength, and then just wanted to get up in a hurry, but was pressed down by a cold palm.

Then she heard him say.

"That sentence, still count."

"Lord..."

"Yes."

Han Fei pursed her lips and understood that he was referring to that sentence, which was like a joke, but firm. She said, "calculate."

"Well, remember what you said."

Holding her hand and releasing it slowly, Hanfei quickly lifted up and broke away from the cold embrace. But the smell of herbal medicine lingering on the tip of her nose could not go away, as if she had opened her heart and got into it.

Han Fei shook her head and stopped thinking. She quickly pulled out the needles and covered the clothes to avoid getting cold.

"Take it off."

Han Fei took off the ribbon and slowly saw the man.

"How do you feel"There is a warm current."

Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief and looked very successful. He said, "this is a good omen. If you only need to use the needle several times a month to smooth the blood circulation, it won't be long before Wang Ye's leg disease will be better."

"Well."

For a moment, both of them were silent, and there seemed to be something strange in the air.

Han Fei hesitated. When she was ready to leave, she saw that the man's hand on the bed was a little red and swollen, and the skin on the side was also broken.

"How did you get hurt?"

Hanfei grabs his hand subconsciously and looks at the bruised wound. Some blood seeps out. After thinking about it, he can see that Xu was injured when he changed to bed.

"I'll bandage you up."

Han Fei took out her handkerchief, dipped it in water, gently wiped off the blood, and then bandaged the wound with a handkerchief and tied a beautiful knot.

"You'll do that to anyone?"

Han Fei, who is enjoying her own craftsmanship, is stunned. As soon as she looks up, she bumps into her dark eyes. The abyss of her pupils seems to drag her whole body into it.

"Don't ask the return, pay without scruples, treat everything as good?"

"Wang, Wang Ye..."

"You're here, and if I want you dead, no one will know."

"Lord, you..."

"You know, when you step in here, I always wanted to ask you a question."

With the fall of this sentence, Hanfei felt a chill coming from her tail vertebrae, which seemed to have penetrated her soul and eroded her mind.

Hanfei found that she couldn't even look away, and her voice was shaking with horror.

"Wang, Wang Ye, what does this mean? Han Fei doesn't understand what you are talking about..."

The next moment, her wrist was pulled up and suddenly drew closer. The silver mask was too close to defend her. Her breath was clear and palpable.

Suddenly, a thunder came out of the window. The lightning lit up the whole room. Han Fei saw that the eyes were no longer cold, but a sharp killing intention.

This man, moved to kill heart.

"Who are you

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