Chapter 93: Lord Wang was fascinated by a fox demon

Seeing that Murong Yifei was really gone, Liu Xinmei took a long breath, and the man shouted to her, and all her means and tactics were useless in front of his strength. This world does not belong to her, she knows this very clearly, so she tries hard to minimize her dependence on him. She doesn't want his reward, and love doesn't need to look up. If two people can't stand side by side, one of them will live to lose her self, and she doesn't want to crawl forward, no matter in her past life or this life.
"Princess, slave-servant will give you medicine." Liu Ye'er didn't see the prince's anger, let go of her suspended heart.
Although tetanus is not a terrible serious illness, but it will make people feel sore, without a little energy, she has endured dozens of hours, very hard. There is no need for this now, and Ruyan Pavilion should also return to its former vitality.
"Go, prepare meals for me later." Liu Xinmei was so hungry that he was close to his heart.
She may be the most grievous princess, not only can not take medicine when she is sick, but also starving herself like this. The crisis finally passed and she had to compensate her overdrawn body.
"Princess, the prince will come to visit you after saying this," Liu Yeer said with a smile.
Still the prince had a way, not knowing what was said, the spirit of the princess was different.
Liu Xinmei grinned, wondering whether to cry or laugh. If it wasn't for him, did this bitter plan use her character?
Murong Yifei had just stepped down the stairs, and Xuan Kun followed him slyly, peeking at the face of the prince, but he couldn't see the anger.
The yard was quiet, no one walked at will, and even the extraordinary didn't know where to hide. There is a kind of servant like a master. The entire Ruyan Pavilion respects him far away. It turns out that there is such a place in his royal palace that does not welcome him.
After walking a few steps, Murong Yifei suddenly asked: "Xuan Kun, you said, the one in Ruyan Pavilion, wouldn't it be a fox demon? Right? This king suspected that they were two people before and after!"
Xuan Kun laughed out loud, did his prince believe in ghosts and gods? He boldly said: "Is the princess phantom illusionized? I don't know. But the little one knows one thing."
"What do you know?" Murong Yifei thought he had found the suspicious part of Liu Xinmei, so he stopped.
"The subordinates knew that the prince seemed to be fascinated by a fox demon." Xuan Kun said seriously.
"Go!" Murong Yifei flew out with one foot.
Xuan Kun already smiled and "rolled" to the side.
"Don't mention this again in the future." Murong Yifei's eyes were sharp and sharp.
Xuankun seemed to be the angry daughter-in-law, and nodded grievously. Obviously it ’s your old man ’s whimsical nature, okay, who am I going to talk to?
"Your prince, isn't Princess's illness critical?" Xuan Kun slammed sideways.
The prince stayed in the room for a short time, and the two should not have done a good job, but he knew that the prince's mood was not too bad. Now the prince asked about this again, presumably because the relationship between the two has broken through.
"If you don't recover in three days, Ben Wang will treat her personally." Murong Yifei was ruthless.
This woman is intentional. What rewards in the rain, what indulges in singing, are all fake and fake. He even suspected that running with him in the rain was also shown to him. Only in this way could the disease become a matter of course.
"The prince has known Mr. Mo Li for a long time, and has got his true biography?" Xuan Kun looked at the master in surprise, which was too surprising.
"This skill of the king is self-taught, and Mo Li will not do it." Murong Yifei said proudly.
"Oh ..." Xuan Kun's laughter contained more ambiguous elements, and he suddenly realized: "The subordinates understand that the prince is not a cure, but a practice."
"Huh?" Murong Yifei turned his head to look at him with a suspicious look in his eyes.
Xuan Kun added, "Don't be afraid of death."
Murong Yifei discovered a problem. The more people he stood up to, the more determined he would not be to cruelly clean them up, so making him angry was even more carefree. Liu Xinmei is that Xuan Kun also goes further and further along this road.
Murong Yifei patted his shoulder with admiration: "I can't think of you even knowing this. Tomorrow this king will point you to a person and let you do double cultivation."
Those who fight against the sky are courageous people, those who fight against the earth are strong people, those who fight against the people are wise people, and those who fight against the Lord are those who will not die without death.
"Your lord, your subordinates know the wrong thing, and your subordinates will never dare again." Xuan Kun's symbolic wave of self-punishment.
Murong Yifei was too lazy to look at him, and went straight to Qunfangju.
Xuan Kun froze for a moment, a strange smile appeared on his face, hehe, the taste of burning the body must have been uncomfortable, and the prince really was going to double cultivation.
Meier was accompanying Wen Ruoruo to speak to relieve boredom, and saw the person coming in through the window. He couldn't help but was very happy and whispered, "Mother Wen Fei, the prince is here."
As soon as Wen Ruoruo raised his head, he immediately frowned, and hurriedly took a picture in front of the bronze mirror.
"The concubine has seen the prince, the prince Wanfu Jin'an." Her voice was full of surprise.
I heard that the prince went to Ruyan Pavilion to visit the doctor. Her heart was scratching, and the person who wanted to be sick was herself. Now the prince came to her, why not make her overjoyed.
"She was sick from the rain yesterday, and this king thought that you had been blowing in the wind for a long time, so she could not rest assured and came over to see." Murong Yifei said casually.
Lord Wang had his own, Wen Ruoruo's eyes were a little wet, and with a smile on her face, she said gratefully: "Thank you for hanging up, if Ruo Ruo is very good."
Alas, if the person who bowed his eyebrows was her, how nice! A strange thought suddenly appeared, and Murong Yifei was all bluffed.
Qiang Zi suppressed the waves in his heart, he took her hand, and slowly walked into the room.
After changing the tea and snacks again, Meier led a few shameful girls to retreat and gently took the door.
The candlelight was swaying, and Wen Ruoruo had a beautiful white and delicate face that made people unwilling to look away. Murong Yifei fluttered his mind and raised his hand to wipe out the candlelight.
Meier and Xuan Kun smiled at each other and were relieved to be their respective business trips.
Wen Ruoruo unraveled Murong Yifei's wide clothes, and a pair of jade arms took the initiative to wind up. The fragrance like blue musk permeated the red curtain.
Gentle Township is a hero tomb. How many people are sitting in the face of beauty, Liu Xiahui, who is not worried?