"Your Majesty, the death row inmate has successfully killed the third giant lion, do you want to pardon him for his disrespect?"

A young and handsome man, dressed like a waiter in a Western restaurant, bent his waist at ninety degrees in front of him, and said something in a respectful and groveling manner.

Jiang Mi didn't hear anything, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the bloody man under the high platform.

She wanted to shout, she wanted to stand up, and she wanted to rush down desperately, but Zhou Zhao's strange scene made her calm down in the end.

Her throat was itchy and a little fishy, and she coughed hard before she spoke.

"You...... Say what?! ”

The waiter was a little puzzled, secretly looked up at Her Majesty's face, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and said flatteringly:

"This man is a true warrior, let him serve Her Majesty, I think it will satisfy Her Majesty."

What do you mean? How did you become Her Majesty? Let Nie Weidong serve himself?! Nie Weidong was originally his husband!

And what Nie Weidong needs most now is not to be sent to the hospital?

Jiang Mi was so angry that he glared.

The handsome man in front of him automatically analyzed Her Majesty's reaction, picked up a golden bell and shook it gently, then stretched out his hand to Jiang Mi and whispered softly, "Your Majesty, it's time to go back to the palace." ”

Go back to the palace, my man is still lying on the ground half-dead!

Jiang Mi hadn't figured out why he had suddenly come to such a strange place.

She only remembered that her fingers had scratched along the pattern on the stone wall, and her other hand was about to catch the flashlight in Ouyang Wuving's hand, but suddenly her eyes went dark.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Nie Weidong lying on the side of a giant lion's neck covered in bruises, with large muscles rolling on his arms and legs, and the injuries were terrifying!

"Find him the best doctor!"

Although Jiang Mi knew that Nie Weidong's body had a strong ability to heal itself, he was still very worried.

Since the person in front of her calls herself Her Majesty, she might as well play with Her Majesty's majesty.

Maybe she can die with Nie Weidong and come back to life.

As soon as the beautiful male attendant heard Her Majesty's order, he hurriedly passed the order.

Originally, he had planned to have the barbarian taken to the medical center for treatment and then sent to the queen's harem, but now that Her Majesty couldn't wait, he wanted the man to hurry up, so he naturally had to do everything he could to satisfy his master.

Jiang Mi watched several doctors surround Nie Weidong and disinfect and bandage him to stop the bleeding, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the end, I don't worry about Nie Weidong's injury.

Let Nie Weidong, who was wrapped like a mummy, be lifted into Her Majesty's special luxury carriage, and then ordered the beautiful male attendant to leave for the palace.

"Weidong, Weidong......"

Jiang Mi lay prone and whispered in the ear of the unconscious man.

Although the blood stains on Nie Weidong's body have been cleaned, they still have a strong fishy smell, but Jiang Mi seems to have lost his sense of smell, first called softly, and after seeing that Nie Weidong had no reaction, he couldn't help but hold the man tightly in his arms and cry silently.

She didn't know how she came to be the queen, and she didn't know how loyal those people outside were to her, the so-called queen.

So she didn't dare to expose her husband and wife identity with Nie Weidong.

After the carriage traveled for a while, Jiang Mi gradually calmed down and wiped the tears on his cheeks.

Jiang Mi used the soft cushion on the car to pad Nie Weidong's head, raised his fingers, pinched the curtain of the luxury car strung with pearls, and peeked out.

She was amazed at just one glance, how did this feel like walking in an old photo of Kyoto?