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Baili Rouxue lay in his arms, full of charm: "Your Highness can eat this dish if you want to, but you need to agree to Xue'er on one condition." ”

Zong Zhengzhaoyan's Adam's apple moved, and his brown eyes were gradually reddening: "You say." ”

"It's autumn hunting in a few days, and Rouxue also wants to help Zhang Luo." Thyme Snow goes straight to the point.

According to the rules set by the ancestors, the crown prince of the current dynasty is responsible for planning the autumn hunt every year, and after the prince's wedding, the crown princess cooperates. Baili Rouxue made such a request at this time, and Zong Zhengzhao's eyes smiled even more, and he hooked his lips and said, "You are so anxious to marry this king?" ”

"Isn't Your Highness in a hurry to marry me?" Baili Rouxue did not answer the rhetorical question.

Zong Zheng Zhaoyan couldn't say anything about her, and said with a smile: "This king heard that your body is not happy, you can take care of your body as soon as possible, and this king will allow you to preside over it with me." ”

"Rouxue obeys!" Baili Rouxue suddenly slipped out of Zong Zheng Zhaoyan's arms, quietly kissed him on the side cheek, and then hurriedly ran back to the boudoir.

Zong Zheng Zhaoyan looked at her back and smiled helplessly: It's really simple and cute.

As soon as Baili Rouxue entered the house, she locked the door tightly.

Lian Xin looked at her dumbfoundedly, "Miss, you just threw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the pavilion like this, just for fear that it will anger him, right?" ”

Baili Rouxue smiled coldly: "For men, it is best to ask for it." When he wanted to touch me the most today, I didn't give it to him, and he would think about it every day. The longer I think about it, the more I remember it. ”

Lianxin's mouth opened wide in a daze.

Baili Rouxue smiled: "These are all said in "Boudoir", look at your stupid look, you know that you must not have seen it." ”

Lianxin said embarrassedly: "The slave is illiterate. ”

Baili Rouxue said again: "Among us, Baili Guyan is the most literate, and we also watched "Boudoir Fun" together, but she couldn't guess the mystery until she died. ”

"You're still amazing, Miss." Lianxin didn't understand at all, just followed the flattery.

In the early morning of the next day, the Prime Minister's Mansion was in the courtyard.

Bingyi deliberately went to the prescription to grab the medicine according to the prescription left by Zong Zheng Shaoqing, and then stared at the medicine jar himself to make sure that it was not touched by the second person, before he dared to bring it to Shangguan Jingwan.

"Miss, drink it while it's hot."

Baili Guyan glanced at the medicinal juice lightly, just put it in his mouth and took a sip, and then spit it out.

Bingyi frowned: "Miss, what's wrong?" Could it be that there is something wrong with this medicine?! Is it too bitter? ”

Of course, this medicine is fine. Zong Zheng Shaoqing has always acted above board, even if he really wants to harm her, he will come clearly, there is no need to be so cringe. There is indeed a point of bitterness, which is the bitterness of medicine.

Baili Guyan shook his head, bit his lip and said, "There is no problem with this medicine, it's just that I don't want to drink it." ”

Bingyi looked at her stunned, "If Miss doesn't drink the medicine, I'm afraid that the injury on her face won't heal for a while!" If you don't listen to His Royal Highness Nine, if you have a scar on your face in the future, how can you be good? ”

Baili Guyan looked at her anxiously, waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I won't mess with you." You go out first, and I'll drink it up later." ”

"Okay, you must remember to drink the medicine." Before Bingyi went out, he didn't forget to tell him again and again.

It's a pity that as soon as she went out, Baili Guyan picked up the medicine jar and poured all the hot potions into the newly planted orchid pot on the windowsill.

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