Although he had recuperated for a few days, he could still see the traces of Yu Fang's injuries.

Li Yunqi stroked Yu Fang's face distressedly, and choked with tears: "Yu Fang, you have suffered. ”

Yu Fang stretched out his hand to cover Li Yunqi's hand, shook his head and said, "I'm not bitter, I can't protect you, it's useless." ”

Looking at the warm moment between the two of them, Li Jingxi couldn't help but pull Zhao Jiu's hand and asked secretly: "Zhao Jiu, how do my Eighth Emperor Sister and Yu Fang look like a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks?" ”

Zhao Jiu sighed softly, pulled Li Jingxi outside, and left the room for the hard-working mandarin ducks.

Li Jingxi pulled her hand again: "Zhaojiu, you haven't told me yet." ”

Zhao Jiu squatted down and smiled helplessly: "

"What kind of car is the prince driving today" Chapter 51 The bitter mandarin duck is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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