Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

When Su Tang crawled out of the pond in a wretched state, she was shivering all over.

Cold, bone-chilling cold, froze the blood in her entire body. For a moment, she thought she would be frozen to death, but she wasn't. She endured it in the biting wind.

She was so cold that her mind was muddled. She vaguely saw a man standing in front of her. The man was tall and should have been handsome, but she couldn't see clearly.

"Tao'er, is swimming fun?"

Su Tang's teeth were chattering from the cold. When she suddenly heard this, her whole head was muddled.

Asking if swimming is fun in the dead of winter, buddy, if you're sick, get treatment!

"Are you f***ing sick?"

It was one thing not to help, but to start mocking her was unbearable.

Su Tang's voice wasn't loud. The gloomy weather was howling with northwesterly winds. If it were anyone else, her mosquito-like voice would have been blown away long ago, but the person standing in front of her was none other than the male lead, Rong Jin.

"Still able to curse, which means you can swim a little longer." After saying that, he actually raised his foot and kicked her directly.

Su Tang's eyes widened, so angry that she wanted to hit someone, but there was no one to help her at the moment. If she was thrown in again, she was sure she could directly declare the mission a failure.

Bearing in mind that she would drag someone down with her even if she died, especially this guy in front of her, a murderer!

So, seeing that she was about to be kicked down, she directly hugged his thigh, in a posture of vowing not to let go, and actually successfully dragged the male lead and herself into the pond together.

Although she was so cold that her mind was muddled, she remembered that this guy in front of her was a murderer. When she dragged him down to die with her, she even had a triumphant smile on her lips. Rong Jin was directly amused by this.

"Let go!"

Could Su Tang let go? Of course not. Not only could she not let go, but she hugged him even tighter.

The moment she entered the water, her brocade robe was soaked. He clearly felt the touch of those hands. Before he could feel it carefully, he directly pulled out a dagger.

The pond wasn't deep. When the two fell down, their upper bodies were exposed. Rong Jin was embarrassed because his legs were hugged, and he was now sitting directly in the mud.

He stared gloomily at the little girl hanging on him.

She should have been confused by the cold. Although she had a pair of watery eyes, there was no focus at all. Speaking of which, the little girl looked like a peach blossom in March, with three parts delicate and seven parts pure, very beautiful.

However, Rong Jin didn't have any pity for such a beauty. Instead, he wanted to destroy her directly.

The dagger in his hand had already been raised, and as it was about to fall, some commotion sounded around, as if someone was coming.

He looked at the little girl who was hugging him tightly, then swept his eyes over the people who were rushing over from afar, and a cool smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This pair of hands, I'll leave them for now."

Although Su Tang's brain was a mess from the cold, she still felt the danger when the other party took out the dagger, but her body was too clumsy to react. It wasn't until someone ran over and screamed almost continuously that she completely breathed a sigh of relief.

Before she fainted, she could feel someone picking her up. The cold aura made her shiver even in her unconsciousness.

The maids and old women knelt on the ground. Someone took over, and Rong Jin changed from his previous Asura-like terror, and said gently, "Let me take her."

"Ninth Lord, your clothes are also wet. If you don't change them soon, won't you get sick again? You finally started to recover, but you can't be exposed to the wind. Please hand Third Miss over to this servant."

Rong Jin, "This girl is so fat, you can't carry her. Anyway, I'm already wet, so I don't care about this little while."

After this back and forth, the master insisted, and the old woman didn't dare to say more. She only felt that the Ninth Lord and the Third Miss had a really good relationship. Look, the Third Miss was unconscious, and the Ninth Lord was unwilling to go back to change clothes.

If Su Tang was still awake, she would definitely spit on his face. They had a good relationship my ass, if it was any later, her hands wouldn't be safe!

What the hell, there was no such thing as a gentle Ninth Lord, he was clearly a big pervert!

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When Su Tang woke up again, her whole body was limp, and her head felt like it was filled with paste. In short, she was uncomfortable everywhere.

"Dog, am I still alive?"

"Yes, still alive." After saying that, the system patted its non-existent chest, "That was too scary, almost died."

Su Tang's muddled head finally began to work. She remembered the scene before she fainted, but it was too cold before, and she couldn't react at all. Now, in hindsight, she was so shocked that she almost jumped out of bed.

Of course, she couldn't jump up, because she found that she couldn't move at all. She was too sick, and she couldn't lift her hands and feet.

It was so exciting as soon as she came back. This was the first time she had encountered this. She could only calm down and ask the system, "Dog, what exactly happened? Why did the male lead want to kill me?"

The system suddenly fell silent, and after a moment, it said coolly, "Don't you remember him? Rong Jin, your nominal little uncle!"

The system's tone was like saying she was a slag.

But it was true, Su Tang's skin was deeply rooted. Rong Jin was seriously injured at the age of twelve and brought home by the Old Marquis Shen. At that time, Su Tang, also known as Shen Tao, was exactly ten years old.

Rong Jin's real identity was the son of the Crown Prince, but in the year he was twelve years old, the Crown Prince and Crown Princess both died in an accident. Even he was desperately brought back by Old Marquis Shen's younger brother, Shen Ling, but even if he saved his life, the serious injuries and severe poison made him slowly become foolish and stupid.

In order to save him, Shen Ling used a cat to replace the crown prince, and in the end, even his only son died. When Old Marquis Shen arrived, everyone except Rong Jin had died.

Old Marquis Shen couldn't bear to see the child that his younger brother's family had saved with their lives. In addition, the villain Prince Yan was so powerful at that time. In order to save Rong Jin's life, he declared to the outside world that he was Shen Ling's surviving son, Shen Jue.

In the back mansion of the Shen family, Shen Jue was ranked ninth, so the servants called him Ninth Lord, but they called him Ninth Lord on their lips, but they looked down on him in their hearts, after all, a foolish master had no benefits and couldn't be a backer, and in the end, many servants began to disobey him.

And among them, Su Tang made the most trouble.

As the direct daughter of the Marquis's mansion, Shen Tao had to learn all the necessary lessons, such as playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, lyrics, and embroidery. But going to school was so tiring, and Su Tang didn't want to marry, so who would want to do homework diligently? So, she set her sights on Rong Jin.

The Shen family's Ninth Lord lived in a very remote place. Strictly speaking, he was just Old Marquis Shen's nephew. It was already a kindness to let him live in the Marquis's mansion, and Old Marquis Shen rarely went to see him in order not to attract too much attention, which also led to him having a very difficult life in those years.

On the surface, everyone called him Ninth Lord, but no one cared about him behind his back. If it wasn't for Su Tang sneaking over several times to send food and medicine, he would have had a hard time getting through those years.

Of course, Su Tang wasn't so kind. If he wanted food, he had to write her homework for her. In the end, she even asked him to do embroidery, which could be said to be quite outrageous.

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