If someone else had vomited his body, Yan Chen would have thrown him 800 miles away!

But she vomited—

Yan Chen strangely felt no discomfort, only anger and heartache.

He put her on the ground so that the soup on his body would not be stained with her.

The princess was so drunk that she couldn't stand steadily. She just put it on the ground and shook it like a tumbler. Yan Chen had to support her again and looked around. Seeing a big rock next to her, she helped her over and sit down.

Because she couldn't sit steadily, he didn't dare to let go, so he could only hold her with one hand and take off his dirty robe with the other.

Unexpectedly, the princess seemed to be startled when she saw him take off her clothes. She struggled under his palm and blurted out: "No...no, I...I'm pregnant, I can't do it..."

Yan Chen froze and looked at her down: "You...what did you say?"

The princess curled up and looked at his little mouth slightly open, her eyes were blurred, and she looked pitiful: "Brother Yan Chen, can we do it well?"

What a familiar rejection!

What a familiar expression—

Yan Chen's heart beat like thunder, his fingers trembled slightly, and he gently stroked her face. His skin was warm and delicate, but his bones were a little uncomfortable.

She is too thin!

Yan Chen felt like he had been stabbed in his heart, and he said hoarsely: "Okay, little fox, I won't move you--"

His nose was sour and his voice was hoarse: "Little fox, you know, I won't force you."

The princess seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, pouted her mouth and let out a breath, closed her eyes, and frowned: "I...I feel uncomfortable..."

This is another super familiar action.

Although her appearance is no longer similar, some of her unconscious small movements are exactly the same as those of the Blue Outer Fox.

Yan Chen's heart seemed to have a silk thread tightened his heart in circles, and it hurt a lot. He threw off his dirty outer robe, patted her on the shoulder, and asked her to lean on him: "Little fox, don't be afraid, don't feel uncomfortable..."

"Wow—" She poured wine again and vomited him all over again.

Yan Chen paused and simply stopped changing clothes. He bent over and held her with one hand and pressed the acupoint with the other hand to pat her corresponding acupoint to help her pour wine.

His method of vomiting was very effective. She vomited in darkness again. She vomited several times in a row, and her waist couldn't straighten. Moreover, eight out of ten mouthfuls were vomited on Yan Chen's body.

Finally, she couldn't vomit anymore. Yan Chen took out a blanket from the storage space and spread it on the big stone, held her and lie on it, and covered her again.

After cleaning her body, Yan Chen then changed her dirty clothes.

This time he was very dirty, and the filth she vomited had been soaked on his skin through two inner robes.

So he simply changed all his clothes and used another cleaning technique to really make his body clear.

She changed into her own robe and returned to the princess again, but she was already asleep. Even when she fell asleep, she frowned, and her small face as big as a palm looked even more slender under the blanket.

He sat beside her and held one of her hands: "Little Fox..."

Her wrists were as thin as bones, and Yan Chen felt like a knife was stirring up in his heart. He was already 80% sure that this was the real little fox! His wife, who had been in love with for more than 200 years...

She came to him, but he gave her a fatal blow-

He reached out and was about to close her messy hair, but her little face suddenly wrinkled, then turned over and vomited again with a wow.

However, this time she vomited not wine, but-

A mouthful of blood.

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