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Feng Qian originally taught Yao Yao to draw comics in the Dragon Yin Palace - after this child saw her drawings last time, he shouted for a long time that he wanted to learn, and now that he had time, Feng Qian wanted to teach it. When she heard Yun Luo outside asking to see her, the whole person was stunned, and even the hand holding the pen was completely frozen there.

It wasn't until Nuan Nuan exclaimed: "Ah, the queen mother......" She came back to her senses, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yao Yao pointed to the painting she wrote with a sad face, and pouted aggrievedly: "Queen Mother, the painting is broken......"

Feng Qian lowered his eyes, only then did he realize that the ink was all stained on the paper. Narrowing her eyes, she took a slight breath, she put down the pen and picked up Yaoyao's face, "Good, if it's broken, it's bad, the queen mother will draw it to you next time, okay?" ”

"This, this is so cute......" Haruka looked at the painting with pity.

Feng Qian smiled and teased her, "Next time I will draw a cuter one for you!" Guarantee! ”

"Okay then......" Yao Yao nodded reluctantly, and Feng Qian continued, "Now let the nurse take you to take a nap, the queen mother has something, eh?" ”

Yao Yao nodded vigorously, "Okay! Then the queen mother should hurry up, and when the matter is done, she will come to Yaoyao and continue to draw! ”

Feng Qian agreed, "Pull the hook hook, a word is a certainty." ”

After sending away Yaoyao, her smile completely disappeared, and there was no expression on her face, but it was cold like the frost soaked in the wax moon, and even the little eunuch who passed the word felt this inexplicable chill.

"Let him in." She whispered.

Before Yun Luo came, she had thought of many reasons or excuses for her avoidance, and she had also thought of many expressions that she might have had after agreeing to see him, cold, complicated, and dignified...... But when she was really standing opposite her, her heart couldn't help but twitch for her alienated indifference, as if she had been choked, and the habitual pain came again.

Seeing that he was annotating himself with fixed eyes but never spoke, Feng Qian finally broke the silence with a voice.

"Didn't you come to see a doctor?" She raised her eyelids coldly, sat on the stool and glanced at him, "Or is it that General Yun's current medical skills are so high that he no longer needs to diagnose his pulse, and he can see if I have residual poison just by standing?" ”

Yun Luo narrowed his eyes and took back the presumptuous gaze that did not hide his feelings.

Walked up to her, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Reach out." ”

Feng Qian did as he was told, his face still did not rise and fall in the slightest, not even the rejection and sarcasm that Yun Luo thought he should have.

After a moment when Yun Luo's fingertips were on her wrist, he asked, "How, is the residual poison still clear?" ”

When the man heard this, his dark eyes turned slightly, and a little self-deprecation flashed between his warm eyebrows.

The Adam's apple rolled a few times before he whispered, "It's clear." ”

Feng Qian chuckled a few times, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and the corners of his warm eyebrows and eyes were shrouded in a thin layer of sarcasm.

"It seems that General Yun really just wants to find an excuse to come and see me."

Such words, although they are true, come out of her mouth, but for no reason, it makes people feel even more embarrassed.

If it were someone else, I don't know how many times I died.

"Xiao Qi, I'm sorry for that. But since you had your aunt's half of the letter given to me, you must have something to say to me, didn't you? ”