This face has become, I'm afraid that I learned the skills specially from the Sichuan and Shu areas, right?

Song Zhao lightly locked his eyebrows, and the fox asked, "Fourth brother, last night you said that there was a way to persuade your grandmother, wouldn't it be a way to pretend to be sick?" ”

Si Yu curled his thin lips.

He suddenly lowered his body and brought his forehead to Song Zhao,

"Ah Zhao touch it and try it?"

The morning light is slightly warm.

The young man's appearance is stunning, like a fine gold inlaid with jade.

The deep peach blossom eyes were filled with a gentle light, and the tails of the eyes were slightly curved, with a feeling of pampering, as if the conniving attitude of letting the child in front of him behave indiscriminately.

Song Zhao swallowed.

tentatively stretched out his hand and touched Si Yu's forehead.

The boy's throat overflowed with a soft chuckle.

Because of the cold, the sound quality is deep and hoarse.

It made Song Zhao's ears itch.

"Is my brother hot?" He licked the corner of his lower lip and asked in a low voice.

Song Zhao's long eyelashes shook slightly.

The back of the hand covering his forehead reflexively shrank, and his heart leaked half a beat.

Because of this move, the distance between each other has been shortened.

The majestic and upright figure of Lord Quanchen almost covered her completely.

When he spoke, his shallow breath came to his face, and it smelled clear and good.

The heartbeat quietly accelerated.

The piece of the back of his hand that touched the skin of Gonchen's forehead spread with heat, spreading to his ears and cheeks.

She felt extremely uncomfortable inexplicably, "It's hot and ......"

Si Yu raised an eyebrow.

The tone was extremely improper, "It's my brother who has a fever, why is Xiao Azhao still blushing." ”

Song Zhao covered his face, and suddenly he was nervous and didn't dare to look at him.

"Fourth brother, remember to take medicine when you go back, I won't send you out of the house."

The words fell, and he fled.

*

At the same time, Song Jingxian came to Lingyun Villa with Song Jinfu.

Walking all the way to the medicine refining pharmacy where the medicine king was, Song was surprised and envious.

He will never forget that he almost died halfway through the recurrence of cold poison three years ago.

Song Jinfu was like a tool man who led the way with no emotion throughout the whole process, with a handsome face and a cold face.

Thinking of the meaning of his grandmother, as well as Song Jinfu's recent strange reactions, I suddenly felt like I could see the moon.

Song was stunned and suddenly paused.

"Third brother, did you already know that there was someone else who saved me three years ago?"

Song Jinfu sneered, "What if you know?" ”

"Who is it?"

Song Jinfu was yin and yang, "If I tell you that I am a little sister, will you believe it?" ”

Song was stunned.

It was like being struck by lightning, and my whole brain was buzzing.

He stiffened his chin and looked ridiculous, "How is this possible, are you kidding?" ”

He tried to bend his lips to laugh, but he looked so miserable and pale.

Song Jinfu snorted coldly, "Are you kidding, you'll know when you see the Medicine King." ”

Song was shocked and walked stiffly.

Song Jinfu's attitude seems to be true or false, and he is completely unpredictable.

But he didn't believe that it was the medicine that Xiaomei asked for him anyway.

Because Xiaomei's character can't hide her words, if she ...... three years ago It's her, why are you hiding from him?

In just a few feet, Song Jingxian seemed to be walking on the tip of a knife.

His heart was more like being bitten by thousands of ants, itching and painful, making him almost collapse.

Soon I met the king of medicine.

Song Jingxian stiffened and saluted, and asked with difficulty, "The medicine king is fine, I am the prince of the Song Mansion." Three years ago, I was able to continue my life thanks to Shenzhi Cao, and I wanted to know which benefactor had begged for my medicine back then. ”

The Medicine King shook his fan to fan the fire, "You can know this question by asking Second Miss Song, why do you have to ask me." I didn't know that there is still a truth in this world that does not believe in one's own relatives, but believes the words of outsiders. ”

The wind blew and the west window was opened.

The wind blew from outside the corridor, like an ice shuttle piercing Song Jingxian's body.

Everywhere I went, the cold was biting, and it could make people feel sorry.

"So, it's my little sister who begged for me at the cost of bloodletting......"

Half ringing.

The throat rolled hard, like a knife scraping, and every word hurt, more unbearable than the pain of the cold poison.

"Young man, you're thinking too simply!"

The Medicine King sneered, "My old man wants human blood, just buy a few people."

Shenzhi grass is a priceless treasure, even if it drains the blood of tens of thousands of people, I can't look down on it. ”

Unexpectedly...... Not bloodletting?

Song was shocked and retreated, moving his lips vigorously, but he didn't have the strength to say a word.

The Medicine King took pity, "That's it." Miss Song has helped me a lot, and I am willing to urge an internal force to make a gossip array, and use the method of illusion to let you take a look at the scene back then. ”