After pouring all kinds of bitter soups and pills, Murong Jiao never saw any better, and her mood couldn't help but become anxious.

If it is not cured, not only will not only her reputation be ruined, but also the things she originally prepared will be ......

Zhong Lilan's alluring complexion flashed in her mind, she scratched her heart and lungs anxiously, five days passed, and the new medical woman finally sent a black pill.

Murong Jiao said to the maid who was waiting beside her, "Open your mouth." ”

The maid was shocked: "Miss? ”

Murong Jiao glanced at her: "What, don't you want to?" ”

The maid hurriedly knelt down: "The slave maid doesn't dare, it is a blessing for the slave maid to be able to test the medicine for the young lady!" ”

After saying that, he threw his head back and swallowed it.

The time of a cup of tea passed, and the maid had nothing to do, but gradually overflowed with a faint fragrance on her body.

Murong Jiao nodded in satisfaction, and the maid opened the curtain and walked out, stretching out her hand towards Lianqing.

Lian Qing tilted her head in confusion.

The maid wiped the sweat from her forehead and said disdainfully to her: "The elixir to cure the disease!" ”

Lian Qing blinked: "Didn't you just give it to you?" ”

The maid was stunned for a while, and suddenly thought of a possibility: should it be ......

Lianqing sniffed: "Hey, smell this smell, you ate my passion pill?" ”

She counted dissatisfiedly: "You're not sick, why are you eating this?" I managed to make one with great difficulty! ”

The maid was angry: "Just one? Then why didn't you say it earlier! How can there be alchemy baked one by one! ”

Lian Qing smiled: "Why don't you come?" ”

If she could, what would she ask these healers to do!

The maid Tie went in to report with a blushing face, and sure enough, it didn't take long for the sound of Murong Jiao smashing things in the house.

After smashing the addiction, she still has to wait for her to refine the new passion pill.

When Lian Qingle was giving Murong Jiao a follow-up consultation, she flicked a new three-stinky pill on her.

Very good, body odor is recharged again!

It was going around and around for many days, and there was less than a week left before the ceremony, and Murong Yong's tangled group turned around, and he was about to cancel the banquet ruthlessly, and Lian Qing, who was retreating in the Huxin Pavilion for alchemy, finally opened the door.

The subordinates guarding the door looked at her flushed face with anticipation.

She yawned slightly, half-squinted her eyes, and said, "It's done." ”

By the way, he asked very intimately: "Do you need to keep this one first, and wait for me to refine another one, and give the two to you together?" ”

The visitor asked, "How long does it take to refine another one?" ”

Lian Qing scratched her head: "It's hard to say this, if you're lucky, it's possible to take three or five days, and if you're unlucky, it's possible to do it for three or five years." ”

The subordinate holding the box containing the pill was speechless and choked - where is there so much time!

"Didn't you say yes, ahem, it's not difficult to cure this disease?"

Lian Qing nodded: "It's not difficult, it's not difficult to have medicine, the key to refining passion pills is to try your luck." ”

When Murong Jiao got the pill, she didn't care about testing the medicine at all, even if it was poisonous, she also had the best antidote pill at home!

The ceremony is imminent, she can't afford to wait!

Raising her head and swallowing the black and stinky elixir, Murong Jiao covered her mouth to prevent herself from spitting it out, and then, the stench that had been depressed for a long time really dissipated!

She jerked out of the room she couldn't stand for a long time, the breeze was blowing, and there was a faint smell of grass - she was all right!

Murong Jiao waved at the people behind him: "Dispose of them." ”

Now that it's good, those people don't need it.

She had a strange illness and must never let anyone know about it again!

The door of the Huxin Pavilion was suddenly kicked open, and the servants full of malice rushed in, and the medical women panicked: "What do you want to do?" ”

"What for?" The person who came sneered, "I want your life." ”。

The medical women trembled and hugged each other, but a calm answer came from the side-