Chapter 4637: Her Royal Highness Princess Always Spoils Me 94

But when she touched the bruise on her wrist, she lost her heart slightly.
She herself took medicine to treat her injury last night, but the warm jade Wenxiang was too stimulating, and he even forgot about it.
It seems that when she will take a nap, she must take the temptation and give her medicine, otherwise her injury will be just fine.
"My cold has been well for a long time, otherwise I couldn't drink last night." Luo Liyan raised his hand, and patted his chest especially boldly.
The action was almost impossible to look at, especially since she was still standing outside for the most part.
Yi Yanrong breathed a sigh of relief, and the pain in his head was painful.
"I'm underestimating your courage," he sneered, grinning his teeth word by word.
The hint in that sentence was already obvious, but Luo Liyan blinked his eyes innocently, "Cousin, don't be so fierce, I'm timid."
She didn't lie, just because she was timid and dying, so she wouldn't pick up Yi Yirong's identity as a woman.
But Yi Yirong obviously had no patience to play with her, and immediately reached out and grabbed her shoulder, trying to lift her up.
But if you stare too tight, it's easy to see something you shouldn't.
His fingers had just touched Luo Liyan's shoulders, and his nose was moist because of the rolling turbulence, and a scarlet blood spewed out of control again.
Luo Liyan almost wanted to pat on the edge of the bath bucket and laughed, but in the end she was holding back for her own life.
"Cousin, you have a nosebleed again." Luo Liyan half leaned out, went to get a clean piece of cotton, and brought it to Yi Yanrong.
Putting her hands on the apparently wide shoulders, she stood up halfway, and pressed the cotton cloth against her more cheerful nose.
"Cousin, your body is not very good, and you have to make up for it. However, you always have a nosebleed while you are bathing. How can you be like a pure-hearted scholar in that book?" Luo Liyan shook his head, I felt that the cotton cloth pressed on my hand was quickly soaked with blood, and I couldn't help grinning in my heart.
How excited he was, that the blood could soak the thick cotton cloth completely.
But Luo Liyan didn't feel bad about him at all.
After all, there is no such thing as a ghost king with such a nosebleed.
And who made his own head, all day long, didn't know what he was thinking.
"Cousin likes to read the book?" Yi Yanrong didn't want to care about the blood she shed. She held Luo Luoyan's back with a single ring, and wrapped her in her arms, letting the blood flow even more. jubilation.
"I like it, but I don't watch it often." Luo Liyan answered this on behalf of the original owner.
The original owner liked too few things for the whole two generations, and even the book had only two or three books, which were turned over and over again.
She didn't have the silver, and she didn't dare to look at these things in an upright manner. Even these few textbooks were the things that her mother brought out when she was married.
If it were not because it had a special meaning, I would have been burned by Mrs. Ji.
Luo Liyan thought of the sufferings of the original owner, his eyes lightened a little.
In fact, according to her temperament, those sufferings in Luofu are far from enough.
They didn't even spit out all the things that the mother of the original owner got, let alone the punishment that they had been bullied for so many years.