She made every effort to force him to withdraw from his marriage, at the expense of using the cashier's concubine's method to embarrass him. At that time, he agreed to withdraw from his marriage, which was more like retreat, otherwise, he would not cheat her to come to his Vatican temple after the identity of God was exposed

Of course, it's not really cold to her.

And the real coldness seems to start from his return to the Vatican Palace. Did he recover any memory, know what inside story, and know that his own life is not long, so he really ignored her?

What secret may be hidden in the Vatican Palace!

Xuemo is a very calm person. Previously, the disappearance of shenjiuli made her feel like a collapse. Now, with the loss of time, she calmed down and tried to analyze carefully

"Have you ever come back, mother?" Little nianmo looked at his mother.

Xuemo takes a breath and turns around: "yes, your father has come back. He has to shut up for a long time. He doesn't worry about thinking about the stranger, so he brings you these things I want you to be obedient and live up to your father's expectations. Ah, look at your thin face. Let's have something to sleep. "

Xiaonianmo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

he was really sleepy after struggling for several days. Now his mother is watching him, which makes him have some confidence in his heart. What's more, he also got the news from his father. Finally, his little heart, which has been lifting, put down some. After eating some things, he went to sleep.

After snow Mo settled him in, he sat in front of his bed for a while and then came out.

After thinking about it, I went directly to the bedchamber of Jiuli.

This is the first time that she has entered his bedchamber in Vatican Palace. The layout here is quite similar to that of his bedchamber on the Buddhist lotus peak that day. Even the appearance of the bed is the same. It's all lotus white jade bed.

The clean bedding, clean room, familiar environment, and the residual familiar breath make the eyes of snowy stranger slightly astringent, and what seems to be surging in his chest. Her throat was blocked badly, but she didn't cry.

Those three days her tears had already flowed out, now in the heart even if again sad, also can't drop a tear again.

Her eyes fell on those medicine bottles, row by row, most of which she knew, and even she had taken them

These are all things in the storage space of shenjiuli. At that time, no matter what kind of injury she suffered and what kind of strange disease she had, he would take out the right medicine like a magic trick, let her eat it and daub it for her. She could touch some commonly used small bottles with her eyes closed.

She remembered that she had asked him curiously how many medicines and good things he had on his body. He would rub her hair and send her a profound sentence: "guess?"

Now she doesn't have to guess at all, because all the medicines are put here. There are thousands of them.

In the corner there is even a cauldron for making medicine, which looks antique and full of ancient rhyme.

There are two books beside the tripod. After reading those two books, they all record various rules of medicine making, which are extremely detailed and comprehensive.

The above characters are also his fonts, which are familiar to her as if they are to be portrayed in her heart.

Needless to say, he left these rules for her, and look at the ink on them. They are also new, no more than a month

She closed her eyes slightly, holding the two books in her hand.

Jiuli God, you are not well prepared for the future!

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