The master of the palace is also known as the concubine Jue. At this time, she was sleeping lightly with her eyes closed, and her expensive and gorgeous clothes were scattering a little golden light in the light of the lamp. The haggard countenance is enough to prove the hard work of those days. She was annoyed that someone who didn't know the current affairs disturbed her good dreams, but she was pleasantly surprised when she heard half of the sentence, and suddenly forgot the temporary displeasure.

"Ju Ying, show it to the palace."

"Yes."

Holding a small white bottle in her hand, the white liquid in it has a slight amplitude with the movement of people, mixed with air, emitting bursts of fragrance, refreshing people's hearts.

"Son, you have practiced well, give me a nice name."

The young man smiled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his swollen circles made people a little frightened. "Niangniang, you can take it, I haven't thought about it yet, I'm afraid it won't sound good."

Concubine Jue looked at it for a long time and placed it on the table. "Okay, I'll tell this palace another day when you're ready, I'm going to rest, I haven't had a good night's sleep for a few days."

"Yes," he dragged his heavy body and got up to leave. For the sake of the things in Concubine Jue's mouth, she really spent countless efforts to refine it, and she was also half tired to death these days, so she had to rest for a few days to restore that essence.

"Niangniang, how many bottles are there?" Ju Yu asked.

"Bengong asked her to refine three bottles, go, pick one bottle, and soak it in the potion." Jue Guifei shook her hand and frowned: "Remember! Do not take it out until the time comes. ”

"Yes."

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