Chapter 115

"It's a star."

Murong Huan rather dissipated his anger and combed his hair with his hands.

"What's the matter?"

She gathered her clothes, a little cold.

"What did you do to Wang Erxiao?"

"Huh?"

Murong Huanning grabbed his hair, a little confused.

"What?"

"I didn't do anything."

Yan Yunluo raised his foot and was about to kick her, but Bu Taoqi hurriedly pushed away.

"Don't do it, uh, move your feet."

Bu Taoqi watched Yan Yun fall and panted.

This man can't wait!

"Let's talk to the doctor first, maybe she just has a cold?"

"Catch a cold?"

Yan Yunluo didn't believe it very much.

"She's always been very resistant." He muttered to himself.

What a reason for this!

"You can't get sick or anything, you can't be in a hurry."

I saw that Murong Huanning was still barefoot.

Growing more and more annoyed.

His hand pointed at Yan Yunluo's head and poked him heavily.

"You can't be polite! Don't be so rude to women! Don't just fight! You even beat Wang Erxiao, see if anyone will pay attention to you in the future! ”

Yan Yunluo blinked back and looked a little pitiful.

Bu Taoqi withdrew his hand and sighed, and Wang Er snacks you.

Murong Huanning snickered and followed the mighty step Taoqi, for fear that he would be eaten backward.

"Why are you sick?"

Trouble is dead.

"I guess I caught a cold in the water."

Bu Taoqi looked up at the sky, and felt a little cold when he touched his arm.

"I'm going to boil some water."

There is no one who can take care of people.

It's not good to be noisy in the middle of the night. A few of them came to the bed, looked at Wang Erxiao's flushed face, and took a cloth towel to wipe her face. All of them looked dazed.

"I'm going to call Zi Comb!"

They nodded in unison, these few people didn't know how to serve patients.

Staring at it won't help.

When the attendant came in, he opened the door and looked at him with four pairs of eyes shining. Suddenly, there was a kind of anticipation that a savior would come.

"Jun, little, miss?"

Murong also made them change their words.

"Come on, come on! Somebody's sick here! ”

Belch......

This is called Zi Comb, which is quite calm, this is in the eyes of their four little white cubs.

"Have you ever asked a doctor?"

All four nodded.

"Uh, did you prescribe the medicine?"

"This ......" Murong Ning didn't remember.

Bu Taoqi nodded.

"But how do you fry it?"

It turned out to be this reason.

Zi Comb sighed and was a little funny, sure enough, they are all masters who do not touch the spring water with their fingers.

He carried the medicine in his hand, and he had a kind of arrogance that was better than the four in the room. Scolding Fang Xuan.

"You can put a cloth towel soaked in cold water on her and wring it out slightly."

He instructed Bu Taoqi, and she agreed.

"It's best to wipe her body, it's more comfortable, but be careful to close the doors and windows so as not to blow the wind and aggravate the condition again."

Then he inspected the second child of the king.

"You can moisten her lips with some cotton wool, they are all chapped."

"Oooh! It's going to be like this! Murong Huanning was amazed.

Zi Comb smiled, and suddenly felt a little sad.

"I'm going to decoction."

Just raised his feet and went out, Yan Yunluo watched the three of them come to the side of the bed and turn around and follow Zi Comb out.

Nearly a little bright, Rong Qingliu stepped into this post house with a morning dew, followed by a young man, his steps were calm.

Suddenly, I smelled a burning smell.

"What a taste?" Do you start cooking so early?

He also ignored the question, and the little guy who got up early to go to the toilet showed her the way. Then suddenly the strange door didn't open, and the outsiders asked for directions.

Pushing open the door, he almost fainted.

There was a puff of smoke.

"Ahem! Is this on fire? Rong Qingliu hurriedly retreated, and saw a few shadows flashing out.

"Ahem!"

Murong couldn't help coughing, and his face was also black and white. Later, the step Tao Qi who came out raised his hand and wanted to beat her.

"Are you going to keep warm or choke someone!"

Rong Qingliu blinked, isn't this summer?

"Didn't you say you can't catch a cold?"

"Who told you to take the winter brazier!"

The two of them were fighting right outside the door.

Rong Qingliu grimaced, and pulled out his sword.

"Stop!"

Bu Taoqi saw her scream in surprise and immediately retreated.

"Rong, Rong is in charge."

How did it come?

"What about Wang Erxiao?"

I saw Cang Jinyu running out with a person on his back. He cursed before he could catch his breath.

"You're going to roast her!"

Then when he saw Rong Qingliu and the sword in her hand, he knelt down.

"Teacher?"

"You're going to toss her to death!"

"Nope."

Cang Jinyu is about to cry, this will say that he wants to take care of people, who believes it. Seeing that Wang Erxiao was covered in a smell of smoke and fire, he was choked and fainted, and his white bedclothes were dirty.

It's not taking care of people at all, it's just taking advantage of her illness to kill her.

Rong Qingliu endured the bruises and raised his hand to point.

"Change rooms for her and lie down."

Then turn around and apologize to the teenager.

"It's rude, and the disciple can't make it. Let you see the joke. ”

"No, no, no. Your disciples are just young and don't know how to take care of people. ”

Yunsheng looked at the grizzled people in the courtyard and couldn't help but smile.

"Although I did my best, the effect was not good, but the heart was valuable. You haven't slept all night. ”

His face was handsome and gentle, and his smile was kind and kind. The words are also soft-spoken, giving people the appropriateness of a spring breeze.

Murong Huanning nodded, Harazi was about to flow.

"Where is this beautiful brother?"

was hit on the head by an elbow from Bu Taoqi.

"You're kind to me!"

She looked up at this person carefully, his temperament was gentle and elegant, wearing a white robe, the style was ordinary and there was no sign of Xianmen, but with a sword around his waist, it was a Xianmen style, some water blue light, and the sword spike was also light blue.

This should be a disciple of the Immortal Gate.

"This is Changchuan Hui's eldest disciple Jiang Yunsheng."

Rong Qingliu opened his mouth to introduce his identity.

"What about Yan Yunluo? Where did he go again? ”

Jiang Yunsheng was supposed to pick up the patient, but when he heard this, his body froze.

Cang Jinyu touched his face and wiped some cigarette ash, and handed Wang Erxiao to Jiang Yunsheng who came forward.

"Oh, he's in the kitchen."

After speaking, the secret screaming is not good.

Sure enough, Rong Qingliu suddenly realized, but his eyes became more and more irritable, and he sneered lightly.

"Huh! It's a different place to catch fire. ”

As if in response to what Rong Qingliu said, a burnt smell came, and Cang Jinyu hurriedly went to look at the kitchen. I guess it's not on fire.

I saw Yan Yunluo walking over with something under the corridor.

His eyes were fixed on the medicine on the wooden plate in his hand, the liquid swaying in the porcelain bowl. His brow furrowed even tighter.

When I entered the courtyard, I suddenly felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw Rong Qingliu.

"Rong Zhangjiao?"

Then I looked into the room and lit the lamp. It looks abrupt and warm in the gray-blue morning.

"You're going to decoction?"

Rong Qingliu approached to see him, and also looked at the medicine bowl. It's not fried.

"What about Wang Erxiao?"

"In the next room, those few almost took the house to the table."

Yan Yunluo looked a little ashamed when he heard this.

"Didn't take good care of her."

She has always taken care of herself, and he still beats her.

Rong Qingliu has always been different from others for Yan Yunluo, because this disciple has talent but no human sophistication.

It's also Qingqi who thinks about it. He felt guilty about it, and when Bu Taoqi and others were about to set the house on fire, he didn't even light the kitchen by the way, expressing his surprise.