Hongying Pavilion.

When Qiu Jiangyan woke up, she found herself weak all over, as if she was sick. She sat up, put on her shoes, came to the mirror, looked at her face carefully, and felt nothing was unusual, but it was a little pale. While washing up, she found a small red and swollen wound on her forearm. She thought it was bitten by a mosquito, so she immediately ordered someone to take more repellent tablets to return, for fear that the mosquito would bite her face.

Wutong Pavilion.

Luke took off her shirt, aimed her back at the bronze mirror, and twisted her body to see the wound on her back.

It is gratifying that the injuries no longer continue to spread as quickly as before.

Luke breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about Qiu Jiangyan's flesh and blood. If she could eat more, wouldn't the disgusting wounds behind her be restored to the same level?

Originally, she envied Qiu Jiangyan for becoming so extraordinary after taking the Molian Holy Fruit, but now it seems that Qiu Jiangyan is just a piece of live meat that can help others cure all kinds of diseases. Duanmu Xia once pampered her so much, but now she is abandoned like a piece of worn-out shoes. It’s not that she doesn’t like herself, but because she has taken the Molian Holy Fruit, she tramples on Duanmu Xia. Now, although the second prince spoils her, she may not have any thoughts of not being able to sue others.

Duanmuxia pushed the door directly into the door, and Luko was so scared that she hurriedly put on her little clothes. Duanmuxia held a ointment in her hand and smiled gently, "I asked for your father and got a box of skin-growing ointment. Please try it and see if it works."

Luke felt sweet in her heart and said gently: "Thank you, young master." He stretched out his hand and went to deliver the skin cream.

Duanmuxia did not give her a sensation, but said, "Come on, I'll help you."

Luke thought for a moment, took off her little shirt and said, "Maybe Bu Ranxing's medicine has worked, and the injury has not spread again."

Duanmuxia's eyes lit up and she said, "It's so good."

Luke put on his little clothes and said, "Young Master, please give me the skin-growing ointment. I can apply it myself, and I don't want to dirty my hands."

Duanmuxia was not persistent, so she gave Lu Ke a pill to Lu Ke, then raised her chin and said, "You must get better soon. My backyard is empty and there is no fun under my knees. If I can get a son and half of my daughter, I will spoil you to become a treasure."

Luke smiled shyly and said, "I am in a hurry too. If I am lucky enough to have a son and half of my daughter for the young master, I will wake up laughing in my dream."

Duanmuxia laughed, obviously in a good mood. He accompanied Luke to have breakfast before claiming that he had something to do and left Wutong Pavilion.

Luke took out the small porcelain bottle that he used to catch blood last night, looked at it, threw it away decisively, and found another porcelain bottle that was five times the size, weighed it in his hand, and then smiled with satisfaction.

In Yunkexuan's second yard, Huang Ruyi stretched her neck and looked at the movements in the first yard.

Fang Heizi said, "What are you looking at?"

Huang Ruyi turned around and glared at Fang Heizi, saying, "I just want to see what the palace master is looking at."

But seeing Zhan Cangkong sitting on a stone bench, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, his neck stretched out, looking at the movements in the next yard.

Since he came back last night, he has been restless and tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, and he wished he could run to the next yard immediately. Why? His treasure was lost. If he could not take it back into his arms, he would easily be abducted and eaten.

However, he could not act too obviously, for fear of causing trouble to Tang Jiaren.

Bear, endure, it’s finally dawn, and the unscrupulous one doesn’t know if he comes back to see him, is he still breathing!

Zhan Cangkong put down his bowl, stood up, came behind Huang Ruyi, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Huang Ruyi withdrew her neck and said with a smile: "I didn't look at anything, just look at it casually."

Zhan Cangqiong said: "It's just a wall separated by it, just go directly. Why? Can't you jump to the fence or run?"

Huang Ruyi guessed the meaning of the Palace Master and said, "Then...                                                                                                                      �

Zhan Cangqiong said: "Look? What can you understand?!"

Huang Ruyi said, "Then... will not watch it?"

Zhan Cangkong turned around, walked out, and said, "I go over and take a look."

Huang Ruyi looked at Fang Heizi and said, "I can't figure out the intention of the palace lord."

Fang Heizi said: "Don't guess."

Huang Ruyi said: "Men's heart is a needle under the sea."

Fang Heizi's face turned three points darker again.

Zhan Cangkong turned around and glanced at the two of them, and they immediately shut up.

Zhan Cangqiong came to Yu Qianqiong's yard and was about to go into the house.

Huang Lian guarded the door of the house and sang: "The Palace Master is here to visit."

Zhan Cangkong suddenly felt pain in his liver. Huang Lian's throat was obviously a message! He didn't think too much, after all, Yu Qianqiong was still half dead, but when he heard this, he instantly moved himself to the position of arresting the adulterer and the mistress.

He strode directly into the house and saw a pissing scene at a glance.

Yang Diao Diao, who agreed to have a thick bedding, sat on a hard chair, while Tang Jiaren was lying on the simple bed made of a chair with her thighs hunched over.

Yang Diao Diao lowered his eyebrows and played with one of Tang Jiaren's little hands. His flexible fingers played between Tang Jiaren's fingers, occasionally passing by, occasionally circling, and occasionally gently rubbing out the lingering feelings of mandarin ducks crossing their necks.

Yu Qianqiong was lying on the bed half-deadly. His upper body only had some white cloth straps wrapped around the wound. His lower body was covered with thin underwear. At this time, the white cloth strap was covered with a large piece of dried blood. It should have been replaced, but no one cared about him.

Zhan Cangqiong was jealous of the fire, and as soon as he reached out, he wanted to pull Tang Jiaren.

Yang Diao Diao grabbed Zhan Cangqiong's wrist and said, "What else do you do except move?"

Zhan Cangqiong pulled his hand back and said, "It is also a skill to be able to grab it. People like you who are weak will never know how to grab it."

Gong Yang Diao Diao smiled coldly and said, "Okay, I'll wait and see how you got the relationship."

Zhan Cangqiong curled his lips and smiled, and said loudly: "The prince is lucky."

Tang Jiaren opened her eyes suddenly, stood up instantly, and looked obedient with a down-eyed look.

Yang Diao Diao's eyebrows twitched twice, and he was stunned.

Zhan Cangqiong reached out and patted Tang Jiaren on the shoulder and said, "Stop pretending, I'll tease you."

Tang Jiaren lifted her eyelids and swept her left and right. She didn't see the second prince. Her diligent work instantly turned into a big breath. She twisted her body and was about to lie down before sleeping. Suddenly, she thought of something, turned around suddenly, looked at Yu Qianqiong, jumped over, and reached out to his breath.

It’s great to be angry and alive.

Yang Diao Diao stood up, moved his stiff and numb limbs, walked to the bed, pinched Yu Qianqiong's pulse, and said, "I can't die."

Zhan Cangqiong also came to the bedside, looked at Yang Diao Diao, and said, "It seems that you are quite dissatisfied with Brother Sanqian?" He raised his eyebrows, "Where did you hold a grudge? I forgot what the doctor is like?"

Yang Diao Diao let go of Yu Qianqiong's wrist and said, "I am a man who holds a grudge. I am not like you. I was beaten so many times when I was a child, and I still want to help him."
Chapter completed!