However, there were few people behind her, and she couldn't do these things. The things in the palace were either Ziyan tube or muqianxun tube. There was no other aunt at all. Naturally, she couldn't get involved.

Just as she was struggling, a man suddenly found her and said that he could provide her with the medicine that would weaken muqianxun's body, which was invisible to people.

At first, she didn't believe it, but as more and more things happened, she chose to gamble. Whether it was true or false, it didn't do her any harm. Really, it was all right. If it didn't help, it wouldn't lose anything, just like before.

Under such an idea, Lu ziyue began to use the drugs given to her by the man. She didn't think about what kind of person would know what was on her mind, and even found what she wanted to help her remove her thorns. This kind of thing would make people feel terrible if you think about it, but Lu ziyue was really red eyed at that time, I didn't think about anything and just did it.

In the whole room, an unspeakable smell came out. It was faint and moistening. Mu Qianxun and hibiscus smelled the smell and had no response at all. Because of the smell, they smelled it almost every day. They didn't smell it for a long time.

Lu ziyue didn't care about their eyes, but began to say to herself, "Mu Qianxun, your body is so weak that you can't accompany the childe all your life. I don't say this. I guess you know, so why do you live to drag the childe?"

After hearing this, hibiscus immediately looked cold, came forward and directly threw her hand at Lu ziyue, and said in a cold voice, "don't use your crow's mouth to say my miss. My miss lives much longer than you!"

Lu ziyue looked at the closer and closer slap, and a meaningless smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. Her right hand suddenly took something out of her arms and said to Hibiscus: "as long as I sprinkle this thing gently, there will be no medicine stone for your lady's disease. If you dare to touch me, I may disperse when I am afraid."

Hibiscus's actions in her hands were a meal. Looking at Lu ziyue's proud expression, her face was uncertain: "do you think I will believe this kind of thing? With your little thing, my miss's illness hasn't killed her for so long."

That's what she said, but the action on Hibiscus's hand couldn't help stopping. She didn't believe Lu ziyue's words, but she didn't want to hurt mu Qianxun because of her temper.

She didn't know how bad the disease was, but it felt very uncomfortable. She was sure. Looking at mu Qianxun's almost unwilling to get out of bed, sometimes she felt uncomfortable, not to mention the people lying in bed.

Sometimes mu Qianxun looks at his envious eyes and makes him feel that he is a healthy person. Although mu Qianxun doesn't say anything, he still envies a healthy person?

For this reason, hibiscus would rather not fight this time. If Mu Qianxun could suffer less, she would not feel a loss.

Lu ziyue couldn't understand what Hibiscus thought. Seeing that Hibiscus's action stopped, she immediately felt that it was because of her threat. At present, she laughed and gave Hibiscus a slap with her backhand.

This slap directly made Hibiscus's head heavily biased to one side, and a little blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

The crisp slap sound was particularly harsh in the whole room. Mu Qianxun's calm eyes suddenly seemed to blow a storm. The body that had been motionless in bed suddenly ran down from the bed, grabbed the hibiscus and pulled it behind him. With a morbid pale hand, he raised his backhand and gave Lu ziyue two slaps.

Jingying's feet stepped directly on the ground. Although it was not cold in March, it was definitely not hot, not to mention mu Qianxun's sensitive body.

Originally, the hibiscus was angry in her heart, but when she saw her young lady treat herself like this, she immediately digested her anger. Looking at mu Qianxun, she worried and said, "Miss, I'm fine. The ground is cold. You go back to bed first."

Mu Qianxun seemed not to hear the words of Hibiscus. A pair of startlingly beautiful eyes glanced at Lu ziyue. His voice was not only cold, but a thorough cold: "who gave you the courage to beat me? What are you? You have to pretend to be medicinal materials with a bag of white powder? How many years have I taken medicine, and this can hide from me?"

Listening to the icy words in Mu Qianxun's mouth, Lu ziyue seemed to have not turned around for a while. She looked at mu Qianxun for a long time and said incredulously, "you hit me?"

Mu Qianxun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up and down at Lu ziyue, and smiled angrily: "what are you? Even if the queen mother of the West sky is in my house, you have to lie down for me. You? You little servant girl, don't say, fight. Even if you die immediately, no one will say half a word. Do you want to try?"

Sen's cold tone made mu Qianxun's beautiful face also stained with a trace of hostility, but it was still like this. Mu Qianxun was still beautiful to the heart.

"You..." Lu ziyue shook her hand slightly. It seemed that she was greatly stimulated and was about to shake out everything in her hand. However, mu Qianxun and hibiscus were not worried about this kind of thing at all, because mu Qianxun was right. She grew up in a medicine jar since she was a child. The taste of medicine was as sensitive to her as people smelling rice, How could she not feel the medicine in her hand?

Lu ziyue saw that the two people looked like they didn't believe it. At present, she waved her big hand. This time, it was not scary, but she really wanted to spill the things inside, but she hadn't spilled them yet. The roof of the room suddenly snapped and directly broke a big hole. Gong Zilin held song Ningyu's waist and fell slowly from the sky.

In the air, the green silk entangles, the skirt dances, the face is like an immortal, free from dust, and there is no trace of fireworks in the world.

I really feel like a human painting.

Lu ziyue looked at this scene, and the action in her hand was another meal. She looked at Song Ningyu beside Gong Zilin, and her eyes couldn't stand it.

She always thought that mu Qianxun was the most beautiful woman. She could make people fall in love at a glance, and there was no room at all. Therefore, the childe was so special to Mu Qianxun, but now, the congealing to the princess surprised her even more.

It's not beauty, but a kind of cleanness from inside to outside, especially those eyes, clear and transparent. When they look at themselves, it's like all the dirty things in their heart have been seen through. There's no idea of resistance in their heart. They just want to escape and escape her prying eyes.

Now Lu ziyue has this feeling. Coupled with the cold and quiet momentum, song Ningyu is unforgettable as a fairy.

In Lu ziyue's stupor, Gong Zilin landed with song Ningyu. Song Ningyu looked at the good wood Chihiro in the room and the hibiscus with blood in his mouth. His clear eyes were slightly cold. There was no longer any fluctuation in Lu ziyue's eyes. His tone was also a little cold: "bring Chihiro back to bed."