In fact, the scar on my face has always been my heart disease. I heard that there are many treasures in the medicine Pavilion. I want to make some medicine to treat the injury on my face
The eye wave flows, that dim eye bottom, is actually a piece of indifference.
Yan Beicheng held the chopsticks that had been raised, and immediately stopped in the air. After a long time, he took them back and kept silent.
Yan North City does not speak, Mo Shanghua wants to make virtuous appearance, since also can't open mouth, so big house, suddenly static drop needle can smell.
After a long time, Yan Beicheng raised his drooping eyes, looked at the flowers on the street, gathered the old dandy, and said in a low voice: "the medicine pavilion was set up by the emperor's orders, and the guards were specially sent by the emperor. The access control was always so strict. I didn't go to the medicine Pavilion when I needed urgent medicine."
After a pause, he gathered his eyes to cover his eyes, pretended to be relaxed and said: "if you want to dispense medicine, go to find the Doctor Liu zhengliu in the mansion, go to him to get a prescription, and let the housekeeper dispense it."
The implication is that this medicine Pavilion can't go any way.
The housekeeper kept asking for King Yu's orders, but if he really said that the nominal King Yu had no real power at all, he would have given orders, and the housekeeper would not obediently obey and put him into the medicine Pavilion.
And this should be proved even more. Zhang Wan, the housekeeper, was really from the other side of the imperial capital.
Yanbei city has already said so. It's hard to say anything about the flowers on the street, so he has to tap his chin, "yes, thank you, Lord."
Yan Beicheng then nodded slightly. In his clear eyes, the deep color flashed away. Then he said with a smile, "this meal is almost cold. Eat it quickly. If it's spread out, others think that the king deliberately treats his princess harshly and gives her some cold food."
Mo Shanghua didn't miss the deep flash of Yan Beicheng's eyes. She felt a slight shock in her heart and hung down her head to grab the food in the bowl.
King Yu, I'm afraid, is not as simple as what he showed. He seems to be pretending something.
Just about to continue to take the chopsticks to eat, a little servant girl suddenly ran in and saluted them.
"See ye, princess, ye, princess, Wan Fu."
"No gift." Yan Beicheng lifted his eyes from his job and waved at will.
The servant girl stood up and looked at the flower in the street quietly. After hesitating for a while, she said, "I'm going to ask for a meeting with the princess."
"Mrs. Nan?" The flower eyebrow light frown on the road, in the eye dye a few cent doubt.
Qin Ya's simple lip language can still be understood. She hurriedly comes over and whispers a reminder, "it's the nanhenan lady who entered the mansion with you yesterday and has been very popular these days."
Mo Shanghua has an impression, but it's just an impression. It's just something I've heard and never seen.
Originally, she didn't care much about this person. At this time, Yan Beicheng was here, and she was a little curious.
Mo Shanghua turns her eyes to see Yan Beicheng. If it is true, when he hears that it is the South crane, he puts down his chopsticks and gently raises his lips, "please come in."
"Yes." The servant girl answered the voice and went away. Soon after, she was lifted up by a servant girl and a woman came in.
A woman is very gentle and graceful. She can really bear the burden. Her skin is like cream and her lips are like red and vermilion. Her smile and twinkle show a certain degree of gentleness and elegance. Her temperament is incomparable with others.
She walked with elegant steps, low browed came in, respectfully in accordance with the etiquette, salute one by one.
"My maid and concubine, please send greetings to the king, and the king is blessed."
"Hello to the princess." She slightly side body, turned to Mo Shanghua, some sorry mouth: "say, originally is also maidservant concubine lost ceremony, come to the mansion so many days, also didn't come to give the princess please, hope the princess forgive is."
In every word and deed, they are polite and respectful. They don't look frivolous and arrogant.
He's really a wonderful person. He's very clever.
Mo Shanghua quietly looked at the South crane, eyes slightly deep a few, a few seconds, just laughed.
"Nanji is serious. You've just been in the mansion for a few days. It's not too late to see you now. Get up quickly. If not, the Lord will be distressed."
Words, with the princess should be dignified and elegant.
But she didn't know that the expression on his face was unknowingly absorbed by Yan Beicheng, but he didn't show it at all, and his eyes fell on Nan he again, "come here to sit, come here to add a pair of chopsticks."
"Thank you, Lord." The South crane soft voice blessing body, immediately came over gracefully, sat down in the Yan North City body side, this just way: "I come in such a hurry, can disturb the king?"
"No way." Yan Beicheng's attitude towards Nan he was as if he had changed his personality. He was only spoiled. "It's you. Your hands are so cold, but you get cold on the road?"
While speaking, he has already grasped the soft and delicate hand of Nan he in the palm of his hand. With his warm big palm, he warms the cool hand of Nan he.Nanhe didn't struggle. Instead, he gave the other hand to him with a soft smile. But he said that he was right and wrong. "Can't you have dinner like this
"Then eat first." Yan Beicheng followed her words, released his hand, turned to clip a crystal bag, and gently put it into the bowl of Nanhe.
South crane light lift jaw, such as petals light vermilion petals, evoke a soft smile, "thank you."
Mo Shanghua looked at the two people like no one else's show of love, but her eyes fell on Nan he from time to time, quietly observing, and sighing in her heart.
It seems that those rumors are true. Yan Beicheng really dotes on the South crane.
Looking at this South crane, she looks so soft and weak, and looks so beautiful. It's not a man. Even she feels pity when she sees it. No wonder people like Yan Beicheng are used to it.
Yanbei City Nanhe two people flirt with each other, spend on the side, try to reduce their sense of existence, the atmosphere is harmonious for a while, but some people like to destroy this kind of harmony.
Yunji and Pingji, after the maid reported, were also impolitely sitting at the table. Although the stranger didn't like them, she still kept the dignity of the princess and ordered people to add two sets of chopsticks.
Yunji stealthily glances at Yan Beicheng, who turns a blind eye and brings food to the South crane, and then looks at Mo Shanghua with indifferent eyes. Her mind turns around, but she hesitates and doesn't speak.
After the last event, she was already subconsciously afraid of the flowers on the street. But she thought that the situation is different now. The Lord is here to see how she dares to be presumptuous.
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