"Miaolian... Be obedient and take medicine... This way, I will spend half a month with you..."

"Only one month? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

"One and a half months?"

“Three months.”

"Okay, okay, as long as you take the medicine, then it will take three months... well, I have to wait until I see you recover with my own eyes before I can rest assured."

This is how the little joy in my heart emerges.

Haha, he said he would feel relieved if he saw that he was healed with his own eyes!

If you make a tantrum in front of him, he will pay attention to it - how good!

In this world, Ye Jia cares about himself.

In those days, Feng Miaolian felt that her life after she got sick for the first time was so carefree. Moreover, it was full of a slim hope - but she couldn't say what this hope was, she was just happy.

After her mood was greatly relieved, her condition naturally improved. With Ye Jia's good medicine, she had become a little transformed in less than half a month.

On the spring afternoon, my emotions are dizzy.

However, Feng Miaolian only slept for a while before getting up.

There were a lot of clothes in the suitcase, simple and elegant... She picked them all over and over and over again, and was very distressed. Which one should I wear?

Liu'er wanted to come to help, but she sent it out without hesitation.

After choosing for a while, she picked a lilac shirt and put it on it. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought it was pretty good. She applied some rouge powder to her face, and then she went out naturally.

Yejia was meditating in the guest room of the ancestral temple, which was one of his daily lessons.

Feng Miaolian tiptoed to approach, then reached out and pushed open the wooden door.

He was still sitting quietly holding his breath, closing his eyes and putting his hands together.

For a moment, Feng Miaolian felt that her breathing had stopped a little - the man opposite had red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and eyes, especially his neck, under the monk's robe, a slender piece, brown, soft, but full of power - she had never seen such a beautiful neck before.

She walked over quietly.

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Chapter completed!