Rebirth of the first daughter of revenge is too black

Chapter 138
The sudden murderous aura emanating from Yun Qianjing startled Xia Boran and Xia Chiwan on the bed.

Xia Chiwan was in a hurry, but she couldn't let her uncle do something to Xia Boran because of her, no matter what, Xia Boran was also an official of the imperial court, a dignified prime minister.

"Ahem...Thank you, Dad, for caring about your daughter."

Xia Chiwan hurriedly made a sound, interrupting Yun Qianjing's thoughts.

"Grandpa, grandma, Wan'er couldn't bear to see her father worrying about Wan'er, so she went back to the prime minister's mansion with her father today, and came to visit the two elders again some other day."

As soon as Xia Chiwan said this, the faces of the Yun family were not very good-looking.

It's not that she's angry at Xia Chiwan for not giving her face, but just worried that Xia Chiwan is so obviously using Xia Chiwan, Xia Chiwan still only has Xia Chiwan's father in her heart.

I'm afraid, Xia Chiwan will suffer more from Xia Boran's place in the future.

Xia Chiwan didn't care about Yun's family's thoughts, so she raised the curtain a little, trying to get up.

Who knows, in a trance, Xia Chiwan seemed to collapse on the bed.

Seeing this situation, Xia Boran had an idea, and naturally knew that it was time for his "benevolent father" to perform.

So, Xia Boran stepped forward and held Xia Chi Wan's exposed little hand.

"Wan'er be careful, dad is here to help you."

With Xia Boran's "support", Xia Chiwan really crawled out of the bed, and smiled weakly at Xia Boran.

"Thank you Daddy."

Seeing Xia Chi Wan's sickly pale face, Xia Boran felt awkward, it turned out that Wan'er was really sick.

However, when Xia Chiwan was about to lift up and put his feet down.

Xia Chiwan's face suddenly changed, and she leaned forward, holding Xia Boran's skirt with her two small hands.

He only heard the sound of "vomit, vomit". When Xia Boran reacted, he felt a burst of damp heat in his chest, and then it was extremely cold.

Xia Boran's whole body froze, and without the need for others to explain, Xia Boran could smell a sour smell on himself, which kept attacking his nose.

After being spat out by Xia Chiwan, Xia Boran's face turned red for a while, then turned blue for a while, like a paint plate, colorful.

After Xia Chiwan vomited, she raised her small face and stepped back in fear, her beautiful big eyes were filled with tears, as if she had been bullied.

His thin body made him tremble with fear, and after a long while, he apologized to Xia Boran weakly.

"Father, Wan'er didn't do it on purpose."

All of a sudden, the room was extremely quiet, and everyone could only hear Xia Boran's heavy panting.

"You are the majestic Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet people when you go out like this. Come on, take the Prime Minister down and change your clothes. As for Wan'er, I think it's better to stay in the General's Mansion for now."

Yun Zhanpeng said in a deep voice.

As soon as Yun Zhanpeng finished speaking, a servant appeared and led Xia Boran to change clothes.

Xia Boran is in no mood to take Xia Chiwan back at this time.

Now, the person who wants to pinch his neck is Xia Boran, Xia Boran wants to pinch Xia Chiwan's thin neck!
He is a majestic prime minister, he has never tasted the feeling of being vomited all over his body!
After Xia Boran walked away, Mrs. Yun gave a "puchi" laugh.

"You little clever bastard."

The old lady Yun had been with Xia Chiwan before, how could she not know that Xia Chiwan had a fake illness before, how could she vomit so badly when she was fine.

The more she thought about it, the more Mrs. Yun felt that Xia Chiwan must be deliberately playing tricks on Xia Boran.

(End of this chapter)