Chapter 8: The Emerald Pavilion

Medicinal products.

Jian Ye stuffed the few remaining snacks into his mouth, clapped his hands, and stood up.

Took out the pill he had just practiced from the medicine pod, the brown pill, round and slightly shiny, at first glance, it was a top-level product, and he threw it directly into his mouth.

It's been a while since she came in, and it's time for her glutinous rice and lily cake to arrive, and it's time to go out and sign for it.

"Wanyue, did my father send something?" Jian Ye looked for it and didn't see the pastry box, so she couldn't help asking.

"I didn't send anything today."

"Why not, forget it, I'll go find him." Alas, unreliable cheap dads, heart congestion.

After that, Jian Ye hugged Xiao Hei and was about to find his cheap father, but found that Xiao Hei in his arms was not quite right. He gently poked Xiao Hei with his finger: "Little Tiger, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Mother, am I useless." The voice of the little milk baby sounded in his head.

"Actually...... I've wanted to say that for a long time. ”

"Mother, you won't comfort me." Xiao Hei had an expression that wanted to cry.

"It's okay if you're useless, anyway, with your mother's parents, no one dares to bully you." Jian Ye has a boss on your face.

"But I want to protect my mother."

"Just your little arms and legs, how can you protect me."

"........." Xiao Hei saw that tears were about to overflow. It's so useless, even my mother can't protect it.

"So, you have to take the pill well now and grow up well."

"Uh-huh." The naΓ―ve little black thought that his mother was comforting it.

......

"Dad, where's my glutinous rice lily cake?"

Before Jian Xun saw anyone, he heard his daughter come to him to ask for food.

"Ye'er, do you say that the pastry is important, or am I important."

Jian Ye looked at his father inexplicably: "Of course the pastries are important." ”

Jian Xun covered his chest with both hands: "Ye'er, my father is heartbroken." "Alas, his daughter doesn't love him anymore, and he doesn't have a pastry yet.

"Dad, you give me the pastry first, and then you can break it."

"You! It hurts Daddy's heart so much. Jian Xun pretended to spit blood.

Jian Ye shook her head, alas, she is also very tired of having a drama father.

"Dad, just say it... You didn't buy it. Jian Ye said that she had seen through the facts.

"Ahem, that, Ye'er, I'm late today... Or tomorrow? Jian Xun looked weak-hearted.

Jian Ye didn't reply, and secretly planned whether to cut down the Jade Pavilion directly and arrest the chef. After thinking about it again, no, this fairy is a good peace-loving citizen, and she can't do such a thing.

Crimson Cloud Pavilion.

"Miss, the eldest young master is here." Wanyue came in to report.

"My brother, is there anything wrong, let him in." Jian Ye took the time to answer while eating snacks depressedly.

"Ye'er, look at what delicious food my brother brought you." Jian Yimo walked in excitedly, but found that their little princess was not very happy.

Walk into, "Ye'er, what's wrong." ”

"It's nothing, brother, what's the matter with you?"

"I brought you the glutinous rice and lily cake from the Jade Pavilion, do you want it?" Jian Yimo shook the pastry in his hand.

Jian Ye's eyes lit up in an instant, and his eyes fluttered to look at his eldest brother: "Yes." ”

"Just guess you're greedy." Jian Yimo smiled dotingly, reached out and rubbed Jian Ye's hair.

Jian Ye opened the oiled paper bag and looked up and asked, "Brother, don't they have one every day, and my father didn't buy it today." Do you have VIP? No, there are no VIPs for their homes. ”

β€œVIPοΌŸβ€ Jian Xun looked confused, where did his little sister learn these strange words.

"Uh...... Nothing, nothing. "It's going to take him a long time to guess for himself.

Well, it's just a test of her brother's IQ. Jian Ye made an excuse for herself very comfortably, and happily ate the pastry in her hand.

"Hey, by the way, brother, how did you buy it?" Jian Ye ate half of it before she remembered that there was another person.

Well, this Emerald Pavilion pastry is really delicious... I don't know if Wanyue can learn it. I'll let Wanyue take a look.

"Well, it's a long story, I'll make a long story short." Jian Yimo paused: "The Jade Pavilion Lord owes me a personal favor. ”

"Gone?"

"It's gone."

Jian Ye: "......"

The business of the Jade Pavilion is all over all walks of life, and the business is all over the continent, not to mention the huge financial resources, even the background is quite well-known, especially the owner of the Jade Pavilion is particularly mysterious. Her brother is amazing, he can make this 'mysterious' pavilion master owe him a personal favor.

Jian Yimo smiled: "You eat slowly, brother will leave first." ”

"Uh-huh." Jian Ye responded.

Xiao Hei lay next to Jian Ye with a dead face, rolling and begging his mother to give it a mouthful.

The fan shook the fan in a deep way on the side, the unreliable owner and the thick-skinned little tiger, how many people have to suffer from these two together......

And Jian Ye doesn't know what his fan is in YY at all, which means that this fairy is a typical example of having snacks and talking well.

Jian Ye's side is very comfortable, and Han Xiangru's side is really not very good...

"Get out of here, get out! I don't want to see you guys! Waste, it's all waste! The sound of speech was accompanied by the sound of objects shattering.

Several people bent down and hurriedly came out of the Ruyu Pavilion with the medicine box.

Han Xiangru is now on the verge of collapse.

Ever since her face was rotten, she has been concentrating on recuperation, thinking that she would be able to see Qiyun City as soon as possible. She used the best medicinal materials, which were almost good, but for some reason, they kept repeating themselves, and now they were not only spreading to their faces, but also to their bodies, and the redness and swelling were all gone, and some places were rotten, and the flesh was blurred and smelled.

"Miss... Madame has already sent someone to ask for Dr. Liu, your... The face will definitely be fine. Fang Yue whispered on the side.

"Really? But none of them were cured... They all said it couldn't be cured. Han Xiangru looked weak, but in a blink of an eye, it seemed like a different person: "No, my face will definitely be good, it will definitely be good... Those doctors are so shitty, I'm going to be fine..."

As if remembering something again, his pupils shrank, right... It's all because of Jian Ye, she must have poisoned her... She's going to look for her, look for her... Stumbling to his feet.

"Miss, where are you going?" Fang Yue hurriedly stepped forward to support Han Xiangru.

"I'm going to find Jian Ye, it must be because Jian Ye poisoned me. That slut must have a way, I'm going to find her... I'm going to find her. Han Xiangru collapsed.

"Miss, calm down, if she poisons you, then she will definitely not give you the antidote."

"Yes, yes... She's not going to give me the antidote. Han Xiang looked at Fang Yue like six gods: "Then what to do, Fang Yue... What to do with my face. ”

"Miss, don't worry, your face will be cured..."