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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