The Evil Emperor's Medical Concubine is ruthless

Chapter 239 Make Her a Friend
Hearing Gui Hu's reminder, Xin Lin was out of breath.

Why did this guy go so early, he will come out to make sarcastic remarks now.

Be careful of Murong Ziyue, she looked at Murong Ziyue, except for being bored, there was nothing wrong with her.

Not to mention anything else, Xin Lin's favorability towards Murong Ziyue soared just by offering her righteous help to Murong Ziyue.

She's committed to this friend.

Forced by Murong Ziyue, Jin Chen reluctantly took off the gold thread clothes on his body and threw them on the ground.

"I would like to bet and admit defeat, Murong Ziyue, you should be satisfied now."

Jin Chen's face was ashen.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he has never been so humiliated.

Xin Lin stepped forward and picked up the golden thread clothes.

"Wait a minute, Young Master Jin, Ziyue is telling you to take off your clothes."

Seeing that Jin Chen was about to leave, Xin Lin yelled.

Snatched the No.3 of little Xin Zhuo, this hatred, Xin Lin remembers it firmly.

"No reason!"

Jin Chen was trembling with anger, but Murong Ziyue's icy eyes swept over her, and Jin Chen looked at the silver whip in her hand, and immediately lost all temper.

He had to take off his underwear and leave his upper body naked.

Seeing that Murong Ziyue hadn't retreated, Jin Chen gritted his teeth again, and even took off his trousers, leaving only a pair of underpants.

"You are dismissed."

Only then did Murong Ziyue put away her whip.

"Wow~ Young Master Jin, your thin skin and tender flesh are even whiter than the Huakui girl in Taoyao Pavilion."

Xin Lin whistled at Jin Chen, and burst into laughter beside him.

Those candidates who were threatened by Jin Chen earlier pointed at Jin Chen, Jin Chen staggered, and glared at Xin Lin with resentment.

"Murong Ziyue, Xin Lin, remember me."

He didn't even bother to get his clothes, so he ran away.

Xin Lin hugged the gold-threaded gown, his eyes were shining brightly, and he forgot to thank him.

"Sister Ziyue, thank you for your help."

Little Xin Zhuo was more sensible, he walked up to thank Murong Ziyue.

"Hands up."

A smile appeared on Murong Ziyue's face, she looked at Xin Lin again, and frowned.

She is a cold person, and she doesn't like to help others.

The move just now was not for little Xin Zhuo, but for Xin Lin.

I don't know if it was her hallucination, but how she felt a trace of ghost in Xin Lin just now.

That breath is very similar to the breath Master asked her to follow all the way.

She was afraid that she would miss the clue, so she made a sudden move.

But when she looked at Xin Lin again, the ghostly aura on her body disappeared again.

"Ziyue, this time I owe you a big favor. If you have troubles in the future, I will never let you go."

Xin Lin was in a good mood after getting the golden haunch coat.

She didn't say thank you, and looked calm.

"This person is really thick-skinned. With her alone, Murong Ziyue still needs her help?"

"Isn't it? She didn't have a cultivation level if she wanted to, and even No.2 was obtained by chance."

Around, there are constant discussions.

There were not a few people present who were jealous of Xin Lin.

After this battle, Murong Ziyue's strength has been recognized by everyone.

Her results in the literary examination were outstanding, and the candidates present were all convinced by her, as if they had already acquiesced her as the No.1 in the Zixiao palace examination.

In comparison, Xin Lin's situation is a bit embarrassing.

Her No.2, in the minds of the examinees, is simply not worthy of her name.

But Xin Lin didn't seem to hear the sarcasm at all, and just carelessly started friendship with Murong Ziyue.

(End of this chapter)