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More than ten years ago, the color is slightly yellowish, and the yellow has a little natural green and blue color. Baili Guyan took a sip, only to feel that a rich aroma soon overflowed in his mouth, mellow and elegant, refreshing.

When Bingyi saw it, she frowned: "Miss, you have an injury on your face, and the doctor told you not to drink." ”

Baili Guyan smiled, "None of those doctors can cure me, what they say is not credible." ”

"But......" Bingyi's brows furrowed, but he couldn't think of a rebuttal. The young lady used to be very drunk, and as long as she took a sip, her face would be flushed, and her drunkenness would be revealed. But now, she had taken several sips in a row, her eyes were still clear, and she didn't react at all.

Baili Guyan suddenly opened his mouth faintly, and his eyes were wet: "I have an intuition that I will meet a very important person today." ”

Not long after, Furong, who had been guarding outside, hurriedly came to report, "Second Miss, His Royal Highness Nine asks to see you." ”

Baili Lone Yan's heartstrings moved, and his eyes froze.

Bingyi hurriedly said: "Miss, I heard that His Royal Highness the Ninth has unparalleled medical skills, and the doctors in the capital are not as good as him, so I want to come here to treat you." The slave is going to invite him in now—"

"Wait—"

Baili Guyan suddenly called her along, and there was a little panic in her usually calm eyes, "You let him wait in the garden, and I will go out to see him later." ”

Bingyi was stunned for a moment, and without thinking about it, he let out an "oh".

Baili Guyan straightened up, rushed to the wardrobe, and hurriedly tossed up the skirt in the closet. The white is too elegant, the red is too enchanting, the pink is too tender, and the brocade is too fancy...... For a while, Baili Guyan couldn't find a suitable clothes.

In the end, she reluctantly picked a moon-white skirt, the corners of which were dotted with golden tassels, dignified but not exaggerated.

When Bingyi came in, she saw that she was still putting on makeup, so she couldn't help frowning, and reached out to grab the powder box: "Master, you have a rash on your face, and you will be allergic to rouge gouache and aggravate your condition." Besides, you use makeup to cover the rash, how can His Highness Nine help you see a doctor? ”

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Baili Guyan's forehead, his brows tightened, and he gave up struggling. She looked in the mirror for a while, then turned around and asked, "Bingyi, is my hair messy?" ”

"It's not messy." Bingyi shook his head, "I'll see Your Highness Fifth in the morning, and Bingyi will help you comb the Flying Star Moon Bun." ”

"Nope! No way! Baili Guyan went to pull the hair ornament in a panic, "I want to comb the colorful butterflies and fly!" ”

Bingyi bit her lip, hurriedly helped her untie her hair, frowned and said, "Miss, don't panic, Bingyi is here to help you." You're tearing like this, you're going to hurt yourself! It's so good, why did you suddenly think of changing your bun? ”

Baili Guyan muttered in a low voice: He likes it.

Five years ago, she suddenly fell off a cliff, and he took care of her for three whole years.

For three years, her hands and feet were abolished and she couldn't move, he helped her pick out her clothes, and he helped her comb her hair. She was used to that kind of intimate care, and she was also used to his affection. One day, she will be reborn in Nirvana, and she will naturally groom him in the mirror.

"That's it!" Bingyi was satisfied with her hair, helped her insert simple jewelry, and helped her up, "Miss, let's go quickly, don't let His Highness Nine wait in a hurry." ”

After a period of tossing, Baili Guyan finally gradually regained her composure: she waited for him for two full years before he led the troops back. Just let him wait for her to have a cup of tea, can't he even wait?

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