One hundred and thirty-five, the monarch guarded the martyrdom
There was a sound of light footsteps at the door, Yun Qigang took a sip, and immediately put down the medicine bowl when he heard the sound, and raised his eyebrows to look at the comer.
Qi Feng stood outside the door and said hello: "Lord Wang-" and then strode towards the threshold.
Lin Aqi looked dissatisfied, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he glanced at the person on the side: "Don't think that you can stop drinking when he comes." ”
Qi Feng's face was full of doubts: "What to drink?" ”
Yun Qi looked away.
Lin Aqi's chin raised slightly: "Drink the medicine." ”
Qi attacked, the prince didn't like to drink medicine since he was a child, and his mother used to tell him to keep an eye on him and drink it to recover his life.
"Lord Wang, your hand is not good for a long time, and it is also worrying,......
"The Princess, Her Brain Circuit Qingqi" One hundred and thirty-five, the monarch is martyred and is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,
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