Chapter 230: The Difference 5
This little box of things is too important to her.
I really didn't expect that Murong Bai was a strange person. The idea of bandaging wounds with needles and threads and replacing needles and threads with fish gut threads is definitely the father of surgery in modern times.
This time I went back to Cui's house, and this gift was definitely the biggest gain! Cui Yan was naturally happy in her heart, her hands were heavy, and the corners of Cui Yan's eyebrows and mouth rose a little unconsciously.
What she didn't expect was that this small medical kit would quickly come in handy in a few days, saving a very important person, and at the same time causing a big disaster for her!
Seeing that the corners of Cui Yan's eyes were crooked, the smile on Murong Bai's face deepened.
"It's good if you like it." Murong Bai said.
The cold wind was blowing, the corners of his clothes were flying, his unearthly temperament, coupled with his handsome and unparalleled face, for a moment, Cui Yan felt that Murong Bai in front of him was an immortal descending to earth, and he was about to become a flying immortal.
That warm smile warmed directly to the bottom of my heart. The corners of Cui Yan's mouth rose a little more.
Cui Yan found that she liked this man very much, and she liked him, just because of the indifferent aura on his body, like a lilac, quiet and distant, like snow, holy and elegant, which made people feel at ease inexplicably.
She likes him, it has nothing to do with love, nothing to do with Fengyue.
Cui Yan thanked Zhao Xinyi, and then got into the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Cui Yan lifted the curtain and looked in the direction of the Prime Minister's Mansion until the Zhu Door disappeared from her sight.
Murong Bai has helped her many times, what is his purpose?
Could it really be that Xiao Yu said, Murong Bai has always admired Aunt Feng? For the sake of Aunt Feng, even at the expense of stooping to the prime minister's house? For the sake of Aunt Feng, so she also took care of her daughter?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Cui Yan shook her head and immediately denied it, she could see that Murong Bai's warmth was aimed at herself.
couldn't figure it out, so Cui Yan simply didn't want to.
The carriage slowly moved towards the palace gate. The eaves of the high-rise buildings on the street are long, and the carved foil on the windows is very exquisite.
She's back, back in this cage. Looking at the towering palace gate in front of her, Cui Yan sighed.
The palace wall is lonely, the courtyard is deep, and what is locked is not the heart.
Tightening the medical box tightly in her hand, Cui Yan secretly said in her heart: Auntie, wait for me.
One day, I'm going to take you away and break free from this shackle.
βββI'm the dividing lineβββ
Back in Jinhua Palace, Mama Wang and Qinghe were already kneeling outside to greet them.
"Flatten." Cui Yan hurriedly stepped forward and personally helped Mama Wang up.
The floor is cold, and Mama Wang is too old to stand the cold.
"Thank you, mother." She returned safely, and Mama Wang's hanging heart finally fell.
Because of the growth of age, Mama Wang's eyes are a little cloudy, but the care and love revealed in the Ying Ying Wave are not half fake.
Mama, I'm worried about you. Cui Yan's heart suddenly warmed.
"Mother, you're back." Qinghe blinked, and Jin Doudou was about to roll out.
God knows, how worried she is these days, she is afraid that something will happen to her young lady. The other party is a murderous and vicious assassin, her young lady, such a delicate person......
(A certain monk floated by: delicate? Are you sure she's delicate?
Sometime floated by: Killing people without blinking? Of the blackest dye? οΌ