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Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Chapter 71

Author: Umi Mi
updatedAt: 2025-04-24

Why did the little fool run out? Don''t Xiang''s family always hold her firmly?

    I didn''t even go anywhere else. It was the drunken fairy house of Uncle Shi Huang

    Yu Wenhong faintly felt a little uneasy.

    In the morning, the dark guard reported that uncle Shi Huang visited the general''s house this morning. I don''t know what he talked with Xiang Zhong.

    Now, Xiang Xing, the key link in his plan, inexplicably went to Zui xianlou to eat.

    Here, head, will there be some connection

    The more Yu Wenhong thought about it, the more he felt bad.

    After a pause, he finally stood up and gave an urgent order: "drive the drunken fairy building. I''ll go and see it myself!"

    "Yes!"

    ……

    When Xiang Zhong hurried back to Zuixian building, Xiang Xing was already lying in the guest room of Zuixian building.

    He crossed Yu Wenyin, who was drinking tea in a leisurely manner outside, and rushed directly to the bed behind the screen.

    I saw my daughter''s face was white and she was sweating... But she didn''t have any bad stomach, such as abdominal pain and vomiting.

    Even, even holding a silver roll to chew there

    Even the bright moon, who was skilled in medicine in the Yin palace, just stood by the bed with his chest and looked out of the window.

    Xiang Zhong is a little confused.

    He was about to ask what was going on, but suddenly he heard a familiar male duck voice calling behind him.

    "The emperor has arrived!"

    "Wow!"

    Hearing the summons, Xiang Xing in the side compartment immediately bent down and vomited towards the copper basin beside the bed.

    After spitting out all the silver rolls that had just filled his mouth, he began to lie on the bed and roll and wail.

    The bright moon also immediately moved, squatted down, put on the little guy''s pulse, and looked like a serious diagnosis and treatment.

    Soon, Yu Wenhong led a large group of imperial doctors to push the door in.

    In addition to Yu Wenyin, a roomful of people quickly knelt down and said hello: "Congratulations!"

    "... Xinger, are you okay?"

    Yu Wenhong ignored this group of people. He just looked worried and wanted to rush directly behind the screen.

    The next moment, a figure flashed in front of him, raised his hand slightly and stopped his way.

    "Your Majesty,"

    Yu Wenyin Fei''s lips smiled, narrowed her narrow Phoenix eyes and said lightly, "the little princess is undergoing diagnosis and treatment. This man and woman are different. You''d better avoid it."

    "... she is my royal sister. What else can she have?"

    Yu Wenhong is a little angry.

    He wanted to break through, but he seemed to be aware of something. He could not help but frown and glanced obliquely at Yu Wenyin.

    With a low smile, "Uncle Huang, you and Xinger should be strangers. Why are you here?"

    "The little princess had a bad stomach in my drunken fairy building and made such a storm. As the employer of my drunken fairy building, I have to care and be responsible, don''t I?"

    Yu Wenyin responded, suddenly raised his hand, covered his mouth and sneered.

    His eyes were quite deep, "but the emperor, you, the little princess, came with general Xiang half an hour ago... It''s really intentional."

    In a word, Yu Wenhong suddenly trembled and looked away quickly.

    I''m afraid uncle Huang''s remark is questioning his secret connection with the Xiang family.

    At this critical moment, he can''t give uncle Huang a horse''s feet, so that he can take these things again and make a big fuss in front of his relatives and clans

    Yu Wenhong thought for a while. He could only laugh and explain:.

    "As you know, uncle Huang, today is the day of my palace banquet to thank general Xiang for his outstanding military achievements. Everything in this family is naturally the top priority today."

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