"I said that I couldn't find you anywhere, so I came here to see some miracle doctor. Friendly reminder for the first update website of this book, Baidu please search + read the book network "At the moment when Yan Yan was quite speechless, a female voice as crisp as a warbler sounded appropriately. Several people in the hall subconsciously looked back, and for a moment they only felt that there seemed to be a crimson cloud floating in front of them, which was so dazzling that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

Even if he didn't see anyone clearly at first sight, but in the deep palace of red fire, he could wear that flaming red dress so brightly, except for the Zhaoyang County Lord who was personally sealed by his father, Yan Yan really didn't think about it. Slightly restrained the expression when he was talking and laughing with Jimo Wuxin, he still looked like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was high up on weekdays: "Zhaoyang, why did you remember to come here?" ”

The proud and gorgeous woman like a fiery phoenix took a few steps closer, first looked Jimo up and down, and then turned her head and said to Yan Xuan: "Brother Prince, you haven't entered the palace for a long time, and now it's really rare for Zhaoyang to want to see you." The words carried the unique coquettishness of the youngest daughter's family, and there was a faint hint of complaint, and the scale was just right, not only answering Yan Xuan's question, but also expressing his expectations for him by the way.

Jimo nodded secretly when she heard this, and she couldn't help but have a hunch that this woman might make her life in this Red Fire Palace not so comfortable. It seems that although she avoided and avoided, Yan Yan still invisibly set up a strong opponent for her.

"Father, the emperor has been sick recently, and I am naturally busier than before, how can I find time to come to the palace to see you." He shook his head as if he was a little amused, Yan Xuan's attitude towards Zhaoyang was different from what he had shown in the past. Many times, he is extremely bland and impatient with women, but for the person in front of him, although he only has a few words, Jimo Wuxin can still feel the intimacy from it. Perhaps, just like her and her senior brother, Yan Yan and this woman named Zhaoyang are also childhood sweethearts who have grown up together since childhood, right?

"Then why did you find the time to arrange a place for her?" Aggrievedly widened a pair of phoenix eyes, Zhaoyang pouted and looked at Jimo Wuxin, the expression on his face was delicate and innocent, it was all the shame of a child being robbed of a toy. Even if he has always been extremely protective of his master, he is helpless in the face of such a woman, except for helpless amusement, he can't even have the slightest vigilance.

Originally, this woman named Zhaoyang looked like a very good child who was cared for, although she was arrogant, but she shouldn't have any bad intentions. They are not people who are all soldiers, not to mention that they are still on other people's territory, as long as there is no substantial conflict of interest, what is the harm in being more tolerant? After all, it's really disgraceful to do something like this with a little girl.

And Jimo Wuxin, who was named, did not have the leisurely mentality of a few maids in comparison. She glanced at Zhaoyang with deep eyes, she didn't even mean to speak, she just stood quietly in place, as if the person mentioned in the conversation was not her at all.

Yan Yan stood between the two women, and for the first time in his life, he felt powerless for such a conversation, but because of the identity of the person in front of him, he still had to explain patiently and slowly: "Zhaoyang, don't play with the child's temper. Miss Jimo is the doctor I went out to find for my father this time, and she is a guest in the palace, and she can't be neglected. ”

"Really?" looked at Yan Yan suspiciously for a while, and then Zhaoyang didn't continue to ask. seemed reluctant to greet Jimo Wuxin, her tone changed, but it brought out a bit of the girl's innate curiosity: "I didn't expect you, the legendary miracle doctor, to be about the same age as me, I originally thought it would be an old woman, hehe." Speaking of this, she seemed to remember something, and pestered Jimo Wuxin to continue to ask: "Brother Prince calls you Jimo girl, then your surname is Jimo?" What about the name? What's the name? ”

Not accustomed to such close contact with strangers, Jimo took a few steps back without a trace. looked at the woman in front of her with a blank face, and her voice was also faint, with a rare alienation and lack of fireworks: "Heartless, that is, ink without heart." ”

"Jimo Wuxin ......" gently repeated the name, and the smile on Zhaoyang's face was even worse: "Not bad name, I am the county lord of Zhaoyang, and I live in Zhaohua Palace not far from here, if you have anything in the future, you can come to me at any time." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, but I still don't bother." Bowing slightly, the smile on Jimo Wuxin's face also stopped. For some reason, from the perspective of Yan Xuan, it seems that she is more difficult to approach at this time than usual.

Thinking that maybe it was because Zhaoyang was here, even if he wanted to stay with her for a little longer, he would lose his reason. As soon as he thought of this, Yan Yan couldn't help but sigh secretly, and took the initiative to say goodbye as soon as he dragged the arrogant girl who was still chattering: "Okay, you've worked hard all the way, let's rest first, and I'll send someone to call you when we have dinner." Now, he feels that it is necessary to solve the big trouble of Zhaoyang.

"Well, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is going well." The meaning was perfunctory, and before the two of them could go away, Jimo Wuxin had already sat down on a soft couch in the hall. Her body is indeed as Yan Yan thought, and it has not yet fully recovered, and it has been non-stop for the past few days, and it is really a little overdrawn.

"Master, take a saliva." handed over a cup of tea at the right time, and there was a faint distressed look in Wuwen's eyes. She has been with Jimo Wuxin for the longest time, and naturally knows her best. If it hadn't been pushed to the limit, I'm afraid that my master would not have shown weakness in front of others no matter what.

"Okay." Smiling at her soothingly, Jimo unintentionally reached out to take it, took a few sips and stopped moving. Because she was worried about the poison in Yan Lie's body and Shenyan, whose whereabouts were still unknown, her mood was not very relaxed at the moment, but Rao was so, she still noticed the ink that she wanted to talk about and stopped.

"What's going on here? When did it become so slurring to talk to me? Glancing at her with some amusement, Jimo didn't bother to ask, in fact, there was still a little bit of a score in his heart: "You should, you want to ask why I don't like that Zhaoyang County Lord so much, right?" ”

"Uh-huh." Nodding his head again and again, he wondered if his master could read minds. Otherwise, why could she guess her mind so accurately every time?

With a light smile and a sigh, Jimo suddenly felt a little emotional: "Making ink, some people, some things, are far from being as simple as what we see." Slowly cast his eyes out the window, where a white gardenia was exuding its fragrance, looking so pure and immaculate: "Many times, I don't believe what I see with my own eyes and hear with my own ears, but I prefer to believe in my own heart." ”

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