Chapter 93

Look Murong Yifei really left, Liu Xinmei this just long sigh of breath, the man called with her, all her means, all the stratagems in front of his strong are useless. The world does not belong to her, she is very conscious of this, so she tries to minimize her dependence on him. She does not want his reward, love does not need to look up, if two people can not stand shoulder to shoulder, one of them will live to lose self, she does not want to crawl forward, whether in the past life or this life.

"Princess, I will bring you the medicine." Liu Ye Er didn't see the king's anger, so he put down his heart.

Although a cold is not a fatal disease, it can make people ache all over, without any energy. She has endured for dozens of hours and is very hard. Now there is no need for this, such as smoke Pavilion should also restore the vitality of the past.

"Go ahead and prepare the meal for me later." Liu Xinmei is so hungry that she sticks her heart before and after her heart.

She may be the saddest princess. She can't take medicine when she is ill, and she is so hungry. The crisis finally passed, and she had to make up for her overdraft.

"Princess, the Lord will come to see you after he has said so." Liu Ye Er said with a smile.

Or the prince has a way. I don't know what they said. The spirit of the princess is different.

Liu Xinmei grinned, I don't know whether to cry or to smile. If it wasn't for him, would this bitter flesh plan use her to act?

Murong Yifei just walked down the steps, and xuankun followed him. He peeked at the king's face, but he couldn't see his anger.

The yard is quiet, no one walks around at will, even the extraordinary don't know where to hide. What kind of master has what kind of servant. The whole people of the smoke Pavilion kept him at a distance. It turned out that there was such a place in their own palace that he was not welcome.

After a few steps, Murong Yifei suddenly asked, "xuankun, you say that the one in the smoke Pavilion is not a fox demon, is it? I suspect that there are two people before and after this! "

Xuankun chuckled. Did his lord believe in ghosts and gods? He boldly said: "the princess is not a fox demon, I don't know. But the little one knows one thing

"What do you know?" Murong Yifei thought he had found out the suspicious place of Liu Xinmei, so he stopped.

"I know that the Lord seems to be fascinated by a fox demon." Xuankun said it seriously.

"Go away!" Murong Yifei flew out.

Xuankun had already gone to one side with a smile.

"Don't talk about it in the future." Murong Yifei has sharp eyes like a knife.

Xuankun seemed to be a little daughter-in-law who was angry and nodded wrongly. It's obviously your old man's whimsical idea. Who can I tell you? I don't think the head on the cavity is strong.

"My Lord, does the princess's illness matter?" Xuankun's roundabout attack.

The prince didn't stay in the room for a long time. The two people should not have done a good job. But he knew that the king was not in a bad mood. Now the Lord asked about this again. It must be a breakthrough in the relationship between the two people.

"If she doesn't recover in three days, I will treat her personally." Murong Yifei is cruel.

This woman did it on purpose. What kind of rain in the lotus, what indulge in singing, are false. He even suspected that running with him in the rain was for him to see. Only in this way could the disease become natural.

Mr. Wang has known him for a long time Xuankun was surprised to see the master, which was too surprising.

"I have no teacher to master this skill, and I can't do it without a teacher." Murong Yifei said haughtily.

"Oh..." in xuankun's laughter, there were more ambiguous elements. He suddenly realized that "my subordinates understand that Wang Ye is not treating a disease, but practicing kung fu."

"Well?" Murong Yifei turned his head to look at him with a touch of doubt in his eyes.

Xuankun was not afraid of death and added: "internal alchemy and Yin and Yang cultivation."

Murong Yifei found a problem. The more indulgent he was, the more certain he was. He would not punish them ruthlessly. Therefore, it was more reckless to make him angry. Liu Xinmei is, xuankun also goes further and further on this road.

Murong Yifei clapped him on the shoulder with admiration: "I can't believe you even know this. Tomorrow, I'll show you a person and let you practice both."

He who fights with heaven is bold, he who fights with the earth is strong, he who fights with others is wise, and he who fights with a king is a man who will not die if he does not die.

"Lord, I know my mistake, and I will not dare to do it again." Xuankun symbolically waved his palm and punished himself.

Murong Yifei didn't want to see him, and went straight to qunfangju.

Xuankun was a little stunned, and a strange smile appeared on his face. Ha ha, the taste of burning oneself with fire must be hard. The Lord really wants to go to double cultivation.

Meier is accompanied by Wen Ruo to talk to relieve boredom. She sees the people coming in through the window. She is pleased and says in a low voice: "Lady Wen, the prince is coming."If Wen Ruo looked up, immediately happy eyebrows, in a hurry to the bronze mirror, wind swing willow like welcome out.

"My concubine has met the Lord, and he is blessed and prosperous." There was a surprise in her voice.

It's said that Wang ye went to Ruyan pavilion to see a doctor. Her heart felt like a cat scratching. She wished that the person who was sick was herself. Now that the LORD came to her, she was overjoyed.

"She got sick in the rain yesterday. I think you've been blowing in the wind for a long time. I can't help but come and have a look." Murong Yifei said casually.

Wang Ye has his own heart, Wen ruo's eyes are a little wet, with a smile on his face. She said gratefully, "thank you, Lord. If it's very good."

Oh, if only she was the one who lowered her head and raised her eyebrows! A strange idea suddenly came out, Murong Yifei himself was bluffing a jump.

Strong from the pressure of the heart waves, he took her hand, slowly walked into the room.

After the tea and refreshments were changed again, mei'er withdrew with several respectable maids and gently took the door.

The candle flickers, Wen Ruo if a white and delicate face, beautiful enough to make people reluctant to look away, Murong Yifei's mind swings, raises his hand to extinguish the candle light, and they both enter the curtain.

Mei'er and xuankun look at each other and smile at ease when their respective differences go.

If Wen Ruo is familiar with the way for Murong Yifei to undress, a pair of jade arms will take the initiative to wind up, such as the fragrance of orchid musk deer filled the red curtain.

Gentle village is a hero's grave. In the face of beauty, how many people are Liu Xiahui?

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