"Tan'er, do you have candied fruit here, I'm just afraid that I will spit out this Chinese medicine." Murong Yunyang's face was melancholy.

Zhu Zhu didn't mention the uninteresting sentence, and mentioned the sentence "I didn't expect that Murong Divine Doctor was also afraid of hardship!" ”

Murong Yunyang finally turned his face into a sunny face, and then turned sunny to yin, this divine doctor's praise is the biggest irony for him.

Not only could he not save his beloved disciple, but it was ridiculous that his hands were wasted.

Yan Fanghong hurriedly covered Zhuzhu's mouth with her hand and whispered in her ear, "My little Zhuzhu, you don't want which pot to open and which pot to mention." ”

Zhu Zhu instantly understood that he had said the wrong thing this time, you must know that Murong Divine Doctor finally had the belief to live, and he didn't give him this statement alive, but he was a blow to the head.

She knelt on the ground timidly and apologized to him, "Doctor Murong, it's Zhuzhu who is not good, it's Zhuzhu who is talkative, and I hope you don't have the idea of committing suicide, otherwise my master will feel guilty for the rest of his life." ”

Murong's already gloomy face gradually turned darker.

Bai Mengtan was angry by Zhuzhu's words, and didn't know what to say, so she only signaled her to leave quickly.

Now it doesn't matter, it's a miracle doctor or a doctor. It's nothing more than sprinkling salt on Murong Yunyang's wound that has just healed. You must know that it is very difficult for him to take care of himself with both hands, and it is even more impossible to cure the disease and save people.

Yan Fanghong hurriedly bent down and tried to pull Zhuzhu away.

At this time, Murong Yunyang, who was leaning on the head of the bed, suddenly burst out laughing, tears flashing in the corners of his eyes in his smile.

It's both regretful and distressing to watch.

"Tan'er, you don't have to blame Zhuzhu for being ignorant, she didn't mean to speak, my hands were abolished and I can no longer cure diseases and save people, it is an unchanging fact. Even if you want to deliberately conceal it, this is just self-deception. Murong Yunyang seemed to have seen the current situation clearly, and asked Zhuzhu to bring medicine for him.

Zhuzhu wiped the tears that were about to fall due to self-blame, got up and choked up, "Murong...... Uncle, there are a lot of delicious candied fruits in the bead room, this soup is bitter, I will go and bring it to you. With that, Zhuzhu turned and trotted away.

Although Murong Yunyang was a little awkward to hear the title of Zhuzhu, but after carefully reflecting on it, her shouting was indeed just right.

The gloomy face was instantly filled with a smile, "Tan'er, you little maid is getting smarter and smarter." ”

Bai Mengtan hurriedly laughed, she was almost scared out of a cold sweat by Zhuzhu, but the title of Zhuzhu, her fair and delicate face involuntarily revealed a hint of crimson, she has not married the brother of the prince, is it okay for Zhuzhu to call her uncle like this?

Yan Fanghong also saw that the little girl's face was thin-skinned, after all, she was a girl who had not yet married, and when Zhuzhu brought the candied fruit, she found an excuse to pull Bai Mengtan aside.

"Third princess, there are some things that the slave family still wants to tell you, at present, because of the matter of Murong Divine Doctor, the master has a lot of dissatisfaction with the Prime Minister's Mansion, and at this time, I am afraid that it will not work to let the master treat the Prime Minister's daughter."

How could she not know about these stakes, but Bai Mengtan also knew that Xia Yanlie had always been ruthless, and he wanted Ge Yanran to die, but he would never let her live.

If Brother Shizi can really save Ge Yanran this time, then Prime Minister Ge will definitely owe him a favor, and it will be beneficial to Brother Shizi at that time.

So whether it is for the hope of Murong Yunyang to regain his life, or for the sake of the future of the prince's brother, this Ge Yanran must be saved.

"Lord Yan Pavilion, Tan'er knows that you have always had your own skills in dealing with men, and people like Brother Shizi, you should know better than Tan'er how to please him." Yan Fanghong listened to Bai Mengtan's compliments, and her heart naturally blossomed. Ask who doesn't want to listen to good words.

She raised her eyebrows, looked Bai Mengtan up and down, "Third princess, do you want the slave family to help you?" ”

Bai Mengtan nodded and blinked, exactly.

Yan Fang's red lips chuckled, Gu is amorous style, Bai Mengtan didn't know that even if she didn't do anything, just standing in front of her master could make his master upset.

But since it was the third princess who begged her for help, if she didn't do anything, I was afraid that it would sweep away the little girl's enthusiasm.

By the way, I also want Xiao Tingxuan to realize that no matter what, it is impossible for Bai Mengtan and him to be together.

"If you want the master to shine in the eyes of the third princess, it's not impossible, just to be a little wronged by the third princess." ’’

As long as you can please the prince and brother, no matter how Tan'er feels, she will not be wronged. ‘’

"Then it's good to say that tonight's show will be you, Princess Lao." Yan Fanghong whispered to her.

But Bai Mengtan felt in Yan Fanghong's eyes that he seemed to have been calculated.

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, Bai Mengtan gritted his teeth, tonight for the sake of the future of the prince's brother, and cut off Murong Yunyang's idea of suicide, what are you afraid of, she is Bai Mengtan, the third princess of the Northern Qi Kingdom.

It is already night when the summer night vine returns to Wangxiang Tower after finishing business outside, and it is the most prosperous time when Wangxiang Tower is open for business, and many dignitaries and dignitaries love to accompany their families to listen to the play and play here.

The imitation European-style white buildings are even more unique in this antique Yandu City street.

As soon as Xia Yeteng entered the door, he was stopped by Yan Fanghong with a smile.

He looked displeased, knowing that he had put a lot of effort into turning that poor land into treasure.

Only then do the animal manure and discarded plant residues in the hands of the farmers be collected and used as nutrients for the land.

"Where is Tan'er? That one...... Has Murong Yunyang's health improved? He asked.

"Back to His Royal Highness, Divine Doctor Murong has regained his senses, but he knows that his emotions will inevitably get out of control after his hands are abolished, but the third princess has appeased him and is now resting in the room."

''Just don't die, who told him to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to die.'' Xia Yeteng said on his lips, blaming Murong Yunyang's words, but anyone could hear it, he still cared about this uncle very much from the bottom of his heart.

Otherwise, in just one week, he would have pinched the handle of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and one-third of the officials in his hands, waiting for the best time to make Xia Yanlie never turn over.

Yan Fanghong knows that his master has always had revenge, and it depends on how long the life of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is.

"Your Highness, the third princess knows that you have been tired all the way, and has specially prepared a small program for your Highness tonight. ’’

I saw Xia Yeteng's eyebrows furrowed, how could he not know that Bai Mengtan would be so sensible, and it would be good if he didn't cause trouble.

He didn't have any hope for her to help, but since the little girl wanted to show herself, if he, the husband, was too faceless, it would be unreasonable.

In his deep purple eyes, there was a sly smile, what Bai Mengtan was thinking in his heart, he knew better than anyone else, and most of them wanted him to help.

Since it is the kindness of the third princess, the king will accompany her for the time being. ’’

Under the leadership of Yan Fanghong, Xia Yeteng and others sat in the private room on the second floor, where sandalwood was swirling, and a plate of delicate butterflies was placed on the round table carved from mahogany.

The three stones instinctively are the summer night vines, mixed with white jade teapots, and the good West Lake Longjing.

The tea is fragrant, as if you are in the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, but at this time, Xia Yeteng is not interested in this tea.

You must know that in this private room, there is no Bai Mengtan.

Looking downstairs, a song of opera had just been sung on the stage. Under the stage, the crowd was crowded.

Sanshi muttered a little puzzled, "The third princess asked her master to wait here, but she didn't see anyone." ’’

Natsuyato held a sour plum in his hand and shot it into Sanshi's mouth impartially. In the mouth of the sour plum, Sanshi closed his mouth in interest, knowing that he had said the wrong thing again.

Sighing at the two aunts in the green mountains and green waters, they can follow Yan Fanghong to choose rouge gouache, Sanshu is taking care of Miss Lin, and he has to follow the master's side in the worst of his life, the most important thing is that the master still has an ugly face, so he can only see his smile after seeing the third princess.

Just when the people in the audience did not perform, a pleasant pipa sounded, and the white gauze ribbons on the stage flew in front of everyone's eyes, and more than a dozen young girls wearing light leno skirts danced. Just when everyone's eyes were attracted to the dancing girls, a golden thread shot from the opposite building.

Mitsushi instinctively drew his sword, wanting to protect his master, and Natsuyoto signaled him not to act rashly.

for he had known who the owner of the thread was.

Sexy thin lips smiled, looking up at the building opposite. Dressed in light gauze white, with delicate makeup, the white Luo skirt gently swayed in the night breeze, like a fairy who fell into the mortal dust under the moonlight.

When it was determined that Xia Yetan was in the private room where the silk thread was connected opposite, Bai Mengtan smiled and tied a silk thread around her waist, and in the wide sleeves was a small mechanism carefully designed by Yan Fanghong for her, as long as Bai Mengtan slid down this golden thread, the colorful butterfly that was locked in her sleeve would fly out.

The scene is spectacular and beautiful, making people feel like a dream.

If he had known that Bai Mengtan would make such a dangerous little move, he would definitely not agree, and he would definitely pull her down as soon as possible, beat her little ass well, and confined her for a few days.

Originally, Yan Fanghong just wanted Bai Mengtan to be on the stage and dance a unique dance of goddesses in Yanbei with the dancers, so she knew that this little princess could not be very flexible except for turning in circles.

When Yan Fanghong seduced Chartay with Bai Mengsha, she accidentally saw her in the plum blossom forest, and the handbell dance she danced can be said to be compared with the top dancer in her Wangxianglou, and even Bai Mengsha's little finger is not comparable to her dancing attainments.

They are both sisters, but the contrast is too great, and she is really worried about the happy life of her master.

When there was nothing to be done, Yan Fanghong had to arrange, Bai Mengtan performed in front of Xia Yeteng, and colorful butterflies flew one after another.

Although there is no skill at all, but Bai Mengtan is naturally beautiful, even if he goes there to stop there, he can attract the attention of many people, and it is really good to make up for the rent that he has lost for a long time in the Wangxiang Building.

She felt like she was getting smarter.

While Yan Fanghong was happy to count the silver, Xia Yeteng had already ordered Sanshi to bring her with her.