Don't dare to bully the demon girl, but it's always okay to bully the demon girl's subordinates, Second Master Xiao comforted himself.

Radish thought that Xiao Yan was also injured to save them, although he was dissatisfied with the arrogance of Xiao Yan and the others, he still obediently walked up to him, squatted down, and said kindly, "Second Master Xiao, you are always lying down." ”

He is not a dog, he actually uses the word "party", Xiao Yan was slightly angry.

Radish has always been honest, and he doesn't know how to read people's faces, so he urged, "Second Master Xiao, are you lying down or not?" ”

"No." Xiao Yan was so angry that what kind of master he really had, what kind of subordinates he had, trampling on people's self-esteem, he didn't even have to think about it. When he is the master, he bullies his little uncle, and when he is a subordinate, he is compared to a dog.

Obviously, Xiao Yan was thinking too much about himself, and Radish didn't know what Xiao Yan was angry about.

"If you don't lie down, you can go by yourself." Murong Qingran is the protector, and the radish is her guard, which turn can Xiao Yan call and drink. Besides, if the master of Qishan loses his internal strength and true qi to Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan can't walk, he just walks slowly.

"Go on your own, go on your own." In front of Murong Qingran, Xiao Yan was not arrogant, in fact, he was not afraid of Murong Qingran, but when he saw the thirteen sons beside Murong Qingran, he always felt that in the past two days, his thirteen junior uncles seemed to have changed as if they had changed a person, and they would not really be bewitched by the demon girl.

Oh my God, that's really miserable!

Disaster of Qishan!

The more Xiao Yan thought about it, the more frightened he became, Uncle Xiao, do you know what you are doing?

Out of the silk shop, the black-clothed guards hired two carriages, Murong Qingran and the Thirteen Princes got into the first carriage, and Xiao Yan, Xiong Da and others who were seriously injured sat in the second carriage.

Changqing County is closer to Qizhou City, so it is more prosperous than Pingyin County, there are several larger inns in the county, Murong Qingran just pointed out his hand, and chose the most expensive inn, anyway, she didn't pay the silver, so she naturally picked the best and most expensive.

Xiao Yan's heart was so distressed that the wound didn't hurt like this.

After chartering the entire inn, Murong Qingran didn't even blink an eye, and when the innkeeper saw her, it was like seeing a fairy who scattered wealth, a young girl, with a generous hand, and more than ten people came and went, among which the young man who walked side by side with her was also a dragon and a phoenix, wearing a white brocade robe, and he was extravagant.

"Boss, go and invite all the doctors in Changqing County." A group of more than ten people, eight or nine times out of ten, were injured, Murong Qingran helped the thirteenth prince upstairs, and ordered, "Radish, follow the boss." ”

"Hey, wait, what are so many doctors going to do?" Xiao Yan was about to be driven crazy by Murong Qingran, this demon girl spends money like flowing water, even if there is a mountain of gold and silver, it is not enough for her to spend, I don't know who is so unlucky to marry her in the future, it is definitely a loss-making business.

"Your little uncle is a noble person, if a doctor prescribes the wrong medicine, there are other doctors who continue to look at it."

Murong Qingran talked about the thirteen princes, and the thirteen princes didn't say anything, it was a tacit acquiescence, Xiao Yan was out of luck, please please, the silver was spent, as long as the little uncle spoke, any royal gift from the Chu Wangfu would be worth a fortune, and the little uncle also promised to give him the pearl, thinking so, Xiao Yan didn't feel distressed, "Miss Murong thought thoughtfully, but I was negligent." ”

The thirteenth prince sweated on his forehead, and his whole body was hot and cold.

Murong Qingran hurriedly helped him into the best room upstairs, "Zhao Shisan, you're okay." After speaking, he took out the small medicine bottle on his body, and he was about to take medicine for the thirteenth prince.

"What kind of medicine is this, won't it still be a flattering medicine?" The thirteenth prince tried his best to support himself, speaking with a bit of sarcasm, a little bitterness, and a little unspeakable depression.

Murong Qingran's face turned red and he muttered, "Of course not." ”

"Even if it's a flattering medicine, this king is not afraid." The thirteenth prince lowered his head and swallowed the pill in Murong Qingran's hand, because when he swallowed the pill, the pill was placed in Murong Qingran's palm, so the thirteenth prince directly kissed Murong Qingran's plain hand, and his hot lips swept like a dragonfly in the cold plain hand, making Murong Qingran stunned.

Syllable......

Subconsciously, the other bare hand habitually slapped the thirteenth son.

Really...... It's hard to change your nature.

The thirteenth prince didn't know whether to be angry, or whether to cry or laugh, and with a stumble, he fell straight to the ground.

"Zhao Thirteen." Murong Qingran hurriedly went to help.

Because of the lack of strength, the thirteenth prince simply pressed all his strength on Murong Qingran, and Murong Qingran not only did not help the thirteenth prince, but was pressed under the thirteenth prince.

Murong Qingran was in a panic, and pushed hard, and the thirteenth prince pushed out again, and with a bang, it happened to hit the table and chair on the side.

"Right...... I'm sorry. After slapping the thirteenth prince, Murong Qingran was a little reluctant, and at this time he hit a big bag on the head of the thirteenth prince, Murong Qingran panicked, got up from the ground, and went to help the thirteenth prince.

"Mu, Rong, Qing, Dye, you...... Good, good. The thirteenth prince gritted his teeth, and this sentence seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, word by word. There has never been a woman touching him, such as seeing a flood and a beast, thinking about those women in his Chu Palace, which one saw him, not sticking up, and couldn't drive away, she was good, he touched her, or inadvertently touched, she slapped her with her bare hands, is he so disgusting to her.

The thirteen princes looked at each other angrily, and Murong Qingran sneered, "The prince's injury is not well, so it is not appropriate to be angry, hehe." ”

Low eyebrows, make amends, and make amends for laughing, is already the limit of Murong Qingran, the thirteenth prince has been getting along with Murong Qingran for the past few days, and he is also familiar with her person, and he no longer embarrass her, "Help the king to get up." ”

embarrassed her, in the end he was embarrassed by himself, the thirteenth son's eyes were deep, his handsome face was hot, and his head gradually hurt, perhaps, he was really infected with the wind and cold, otherwise, he looked at her, how could he look more and more sultry.

Murong Qingran helped the thirteenth prince to lie down on the bed, the thirteenth prince was very cooperative this time, and after lying down, he closed his eyes. Murong Qingran covered him with a brocade quilt, sat on the side of the bed, shook his sore wrist, and said dissatisfied, obviously there are so many black-clothed guards around him, and it is better to find a lightly injured person to help him, and it is better than her weak woman, and besides, the radish and Lu Fei around her can also be driven by him, why do you want her to help, this Zhao Shisan, what kind of prince is it, with a small belly and chicken intestines.

Dissatisfaction in his heart is dissatisfied, but Murong Qingran is still worried about the injury of the thirteenth prince, the serious injury has not healed, the new injury has come, and he is also infected with the wind and cold, if her despicable uncle knows that it is her who killed the king of Chu becomes like this, I am afraid that he will be scared to death.

Alas, it's hard to repay the favor, let alone a life-saving grace. R1154