Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Big Shot
Chapter 2314

Sigh, My Doggo Is Too Stubborn! (56)

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Jin Canghan opened his eyes again with a bit of longing, but soon his dream was shattered and he fell back to the cruel reality.

"Why do you want to enter the palace? Why? What is so good about him, Jin Moli? What is better than me, Jin Canghan?"

They obviously look the same, and they obviously have the same blood flowing from them.

Why can she only see Jin Moli in her eyes like others?

444 was painful to see.

[Host, are you still pretending to be dead? I think he's really going crazy.]

Su Qiao frowned slightly and sighed.

[After saying so much, he still hasn't made up his mind to draw a clear line between mother and son Empress Dowager and Jin Moli, or to deal with them.]

[Even if he doesn't want to kill them, but just controls them so that they can no longer prevent us from being together, I will have a showdown with him immediately.]

But he was in pain, but he was still hesitating. He didn't even think about dealing with Jin Moli. He just wanted to escape and take her away.

This is not okay!

She was from the Su family, and the people of the Su family were so kind to her that her grandfather even sent a message saying that even if she faked her death and left Imperial Palace, the whole family would swear that they would live a carefree life for the rest of their lives.

If this were another family, someone who had been married and had been an emperor's wife would definitely not accept such a woman. They would probably force her to hang herself, or at the worst, send her to a nunnery, where she would be accompanied by a green light for the rest of her life.

Furthermore, one of the original wishes is to avenge her family while also protecting her family.

So, it's not going to work for her to leave.

Furthermore, if they leave, will Jin Moli just give up?

She didn't want to live a life on the run, that wasn't her style.

[What should we do?]

444 It really hurts to see a man pulling his hair and roaring in pain like this.

Su Qiao gritted his teeth and hardened his heart: [The plan continues.]

444 frowned: [Host, I'm afraid you have been at ease for a long time and forgot one thing, Darkening Value!]

"...?" She really forgot about it.

[He is now Darkening Value 8/10, and it will be a bit dangerous if it goes up further.]

Su Qiao, who was 'sleeping' on the bed, made a 'squeak' sound and seemed to be about to wake up.

The man squatting beside the bed was stunned and timidly hid behind the cabinet in the corner.

Staring in the direction of the bed, he held his breath nervously.

"Spring Rain."

Su Qiao sat up with some difficulty.

The medicine given this time was a bit heavy, which made her feel a little uncomfortable now.

Leaning on the bedside, he continued to shout outside.

"Chun Yu?"

When he didn't get a response, Su Qiao frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

"Has anyone been here just now? It's strange, why is there a familiar smell?"

"I always feel... very familiar, as if I've smelled it somewhere."

"Where on earth did I smell it..."

Su Qiao's slender white fingers gently rubbed his forehead, as if he was thinking carefully.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. "By the way, I remembered, this smell, this feeling, is the smell of Brother Li when he was caught by bad guys when he was a child."

Su Qiao The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, with a happy expression, and there was a trace of blood on his pale face.

"Brother Li must have come to see me quietly just now. He is still like he was when he was a child. He doesn't like to talk when he is angry. He obviously cares about me, but he doesn't say anything. He can only act, and he even helped me grab Candied Hawthorn to eat."

"I thought he had changed after ten years, but it turned out that he hadn't changed at all. It was just because he became the emperor that he had to pretend to be the same as usual."

Su Qiao looked like he thought he understood.

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