Chapter 2670
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If someone else had vomited on him, Yan Chen would have thrown that person 800 miles away!
But she vomited …
Strangely, Yan Chen did not feel any discomfort. He was only angry and distressed.
He put her on the ground so that the soup would not stain her.
The princess was very drunk and could not stand steadily. She swayed like a roly-poly doll the moment she was put on the ground. Yan Chen had to support her again and looked around. He saw a big stone next to her and helped her to sit there.
Because she could not sit steadily, he did not dare to let go. He could only support her with one hand and take off his dirty robe with the other.
Unexpectedly, the princess was shocked when she saw him taking off his clothes. She struggled under his palm and blurted out, "No … No, I … I'm pregnant. I can't do it …"
Yan Chen's body froze and looked at her. "What … What did you say?"
The princess curled up her body and looked at him with her mouth slightly open. Her eyes were misty and she looked pitiful. "Brother Yan Chen, can we not do it?"
What a familiar rejection!
What a familiar expression …
Yan Chen's heart was beating fast. He stretched out his trembling fingers and gently touched her face. Her skin was warm and delicate, but her bones were a little uncomfortable …
She was too thin!
Yan Chen felt like he was stabbed in the heart. He said hoarsely, "Okay, Little Fox, I won't touch you …"
His nose was sore and his voice was very hoarse. "Little Fox, you know that I won't force you."
The princess seemed to be relieved. She pursed her lips and exhaled. She closed her eyes and frowned. "I … I feel uncomfortable …"
That was another super familiar action.
Although they did not look the same, some of her unconscious little actions were exactly the same as Lan Waihu's.
Yan Chen felt as if there was a string wrapped tightly around his heart, causing waves of pain. He threw off the dirty robe and gently patted her shoulder, letting her lean on him. "Little Fox, don't be afraid, don't feel bad …"
"Wah …" She poured the wine again and vomited all over him.
Yan Chen paused for a moment. He did not rush to change his clothes. He bent down and held her with one hand while pressing the corresponding acupoints to help her pour the wine.
His method of making her vomit was very effective. She vomited several times in a row until she couldn't even straighten her back. Moreover, eight out of ten spit landed on Yan Chen.
Finally, she couldn't vomit anymore. Yan Chen took out a blanket from his storage space and laid it on the big rock. He helped her lie down on it and covered her up.
After tidying her up, Yan Chen went to change her dirty clothes.
This time, his body was very dirty. The filth she had spat out had already seeped through the two layers of his inner robes and stained his skin.
So, he simply changed all his clothes and used a Cleaning spell to really clean himself up.
He changed into his robes and returned to the princess's side, but she had already fallen asleep. Even in her sleep, her brows were furrowed, and her palm-sized face appeared even more delicate under the blanket.
He sat beside her and held one of her hands. "Little Fox …"
Her wrist was as thin as a bone. Yan Chen felt as if a knife was twisting in her heart. She was eighty percent sure that this was the real Little Fox! His wife, whom he had loved for more than two hundred years …
She came to look for him, but he gave her a fatal blow …
He reached out to comb her messy hair, but her little face suddenly scrunched up. Then, she turned over and vomited again.
However, this time, she didn't vomit wine. Instead …
A mouthful of blood.
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