"What's wrong...... "Shicai couldn't help but shake, as if it hurt her.

"It's okay, it's just that this stomach is filled with decoction, and there are three bowls that I can't drink for a while, and the emperor will embarrass the concubines."

She felt that she couldn't continue to stay in the Heart Cultivation Palace, his means of flirting with her sister were too high, and she was always unable to prevent it.

And she didn't want to let those harem women reverie because she was healing here, and she called herself a loss from everyone.

She didn't want to be the object of the emperor's favor, and she didn't want to be a thorn in the eyes of the harem women.

The fourth master glanced at the three bowls of medicinal soup on the round table, which were calm and did not have a circle of rhyme.

"I'm looking forward to your getting better all the time, I'm feeding you......" He has broken through his limits, and he didn't touch the woman around him for two days in a row.

"Concubines can drink by themselves." She understood, but she didn't dare admit it.

"I like obedient women."

His majesty cannot be refuted, the same eyes give a completely different feeling, he will always be a king, even so, what does it have to do with himself.

Once, if she said no, Jiacheng would never embarrass herself.

And in this Qing Palace, she is not qualified to say no, just because he is the high-ranking Ninety-Five Supreme, and the only thing she wants to have to do with herself is that his majesty does not allow anyone to blaspheme.

"Hmmm......"

The fourth master once again overbearing and authoritarian hugged her willow waist, and fed it with great enjoyment.

The medicine was fed and tasted in one mouthful, and Yijin's palms gradually overflowed with moisture.

Clenched fists, beautiful kissing skills, and lively fawns.

Suddenly.

Yi Jin pushed the fourth master away, and the medicine squirted out of his mouth, because it was too fierce, the fourth master was sprayed a lot. She didn't care about the fourth master's expression at this time, she only felt that his bracelet was too tight, and the place where she was hit hurt badly by him holding her, she endured it and finally couldn't bear it: "It hurts......"

It's okay if you don't touch it, but when you touch it, it's the kind of madness that hurts your heart.

"It's me hugging it too tightly."

"Yes......"

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In the warm-colored Heart Nourishing Palace, Zhen Yijin looked at the hollow gold silk smoked ball hanging in mid-air in a daze, she began to be in a daze again, and she was in a daze unexpectedly, she was in a daze for the emperor who thought that she had nothing to do with her.

I'm going to be sad and jealous, I'm here to feed you.

The head is full of handsome, extraordinary, regal and doting faces.

He is the emperor, he is the emperor.

The sudden grace may have been a whim, thinking that he had never seen such a poor woman as her in the harem in his life, so he would pity himself and favor himself.

A slight sense of loss reminds me that I thought about something I shouldn't have thought about.

Greedy.

"Little master, it's late at night, but you have to go up and rest." Yuzhu reminded.

"Okay, let's get some rest." Tonight, the emperor was invited by the young concubine of Yihua Palace, so it's okay, so you don't have to worry about it.

She didn't know that she had become contradictory, and the icing on the cake was just a smile, and the charcoal in the snow was enough to be unforgettable.

And he was on the verge of her most hollow and helpless dying, and he favored her.

Even the iron stone will be drawn around the fingers.

And all this, she did not dare to admit.

Contradictory.

She gently pressed her waist, and she didn't expect Fucha's strength to be really great. The black green ones were a little shocking.

"Yuzhu, go get Xu Musk and Old Ginger." She had to use old ginger and musk to disperse the clotted blood, otherwise she was afraid that she would leave the root of the disease in the future.

"Yes......"

Yuzhu helped her to collapse, waiting for her to lie down safely, the little master was weak, but he was bullied by the nobles of Fucha, why is his little master always so pitiful, even if he is next to the emperor, he will still be bullied by others.

I was afraid that the little master would leave some root causes, so I hurriedly went to the small kitchen.