Chapter 360 Because You Are Not Strong Enough

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

Han Fei's face lit up, and she quickly took out the herbs and identified some carefully. She couldn't help but crack her lips. Although it was not a rare herb, it was the most practical one at a time like this. It seems particularly precious.

Han Fei took the herbs and the porcelain bottle, ran to the Xue Guiren excitedly, and said: "Master, I want this!"

Xue Guiren smiled and said: "Didn't you tell me that you don't need to call me master? I'm not a master. There won't be anyone else in this place. If you don't mind, just call me Sister Xue."

Han Fei felt excited.

elder sister?

Although in terms of age, Yuki Guiren is not much older than her, no, it can be said that Yuki Guiren is younger than her actual age. After all, in ancient times, people married early and had children early.

Han Fei was really ashamed. The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she became. She was so old and she still had a crush on someone else's son! Now she's even turned into her son's nanny!

How shameless do you think!

Han Fei lost her temper, felt guilty, and shrank her fat body.

Xue Guiren looked at Han Fei's reaction and said with some regret: "I was the one who was rude. I guess you don't want to call me sister this time."

Seeing snow and noble misunderstandings = future mother-in-law has opinions about her = life is bleak.

Han Fei immediately shouted decisively: "Sister Xue!"

Any guilt, old cow eating young grass, or shame are all secondary!

Seeing Han Fei's straightforwardness, Xue Guiren smiled, feeling a little warm in his heart, and said, "You can take these things, I don't need them anymore."

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

Xue Guiren avoided Han Fei's sight and suddenly said: "It's getting late, you'd better go back quickly and rest early."

The rest of Han Fei's words were blocked. She could only sigh, hugged her things, said goodbye to Xue Guiren and hurried back to the small courtyard.

It's just that Han Fei can't help but wonder what happened between Emperor Qin and Noble Snow, which caused the mind of a good emperor to become twisted like this.

Han Fei has not forgotten what kind of abnormal thoughts Emperor Qin had for the male god in the days to come. Whenever she thinks of this, Han Fei can't help but want to kill someone.

How an emperor turned into a pervert!

With an indignant look on her face, when Han Fei returned to the yard, she saw the little boy squatting on the ground obediently. When he saw her coming, he immediately stood up and trotted over.

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

The little boy nodded, very honestly.

Han Fei's smile became more genuine. She took out the Jinchuang Medicine and said, "I got the medicine and rub it on you. It will hurt a little, but you are a man, you should be able to bear it."

With that said, Han Fei was about to apply medicine to the little kid, but was caught by a little hand. The kid said seriously: "Pangpang, your face is more important."

Han Fei blinked and said, "I'm fine. It's just a little swollen. It's not a problem. It will be fine in a few days. But if you have a broken skin, you need to apply medicine."

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

Han Fei was extremely surprised. The child looked a bit like an adult when he said this sentence. He was as big as a brat. When she was about to make fun of her, the child added another sentence.

"Although the fat face no longer looks good."

Han Fei: "..."

fall! She shouldn't believe that this bastard would praise her so affectionately! Sure enough, when he grew up, the prince was very venomous, even as a child!

Han Fei was depressed.

Taking advantage of Han Fei's depression, the child reached out and took away the gold medicine in Han Fei's hand, then poured it into his hand, stood on tiptoes, and carefully and conscientiously applied medicine to Han Fei's swollen face.

The medicine was ice cold and felt very comfortable on the face. Han Fei came back to her senses and looked at the child close at hand, with that beautiful little face full of seriousness.

Han Fei felt sad and thought, indeed, good-looking people are worthy of forgiveness for whatever they do! Such a small gesture can make her cry.

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

Just because this bottle of golden sore medicine is green.

The children were afraid of leaving marks on Fatty's face, so they used a large amount to rub it on Han Fei's face. They were also afraid of hurting her, so the force was uneven.

The child frowned, looking at the green face of the car, and suddenly felt guilty.

What should I do? Fatty seems to be uglier...

Han Fei was still enjoying the rare service from little Qin Che, but she had no idea that her entire face looked like a ghost.

In the end, the child still felt guilty and stopped.

Han Fei opened her mouth and showed her big white teeth. She thought it was a 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 on, I'll give you the medicine now. Stretch out your hand."

The child stretched out his arms obediently.

Han Fei carefully applied medicine to the children under the moonlight. Under the moonlight, the elongated figures of one large and one small looked particularly warm.

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

Han Fei glanced at his sudden approach and said, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

The child shook his head and said, "Pangpang, I will protect you from now on."

Han Fei blinked, thinking she heard wrong.

The child repeated it once more and said more seriously: "I will not let them hurt you in the future."

"Why is Mr. Che suddenly so sensational?"

"Pangpang, it hurts."

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

The child stretched out his arms and hugged Han Fei. He looked even smaller in Han Fei's broad chest.

"Pangpang, do you want me to become the Third Prince?"

Han Fei didn't quite understand the child's sudden problems.

"What's wrong?"

"Fat Fat Hope?"

Han Fei said seriously: "It's not hope, it's just you."

"If I am a prince, why should I be beaten? Why can they bully me?"

"Because you're not strong enough."

"How can I be strong?"

"Step by step."

The child didn't seem to understand the meaning of the word, and struggled to understand it with a tangled face.

Han Fei smiled and thought of 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 of people who can help You are the one who can do it, and this is the qualification that a truly strong person will have.”

"Someone who can help me do it?"

"Yes. There are many things that you don't have to do yourself. A strong individual can only be said to be a good martial artist, but one who controls a group of people is a strong one."