Ma Yong was so angry that he couldn't help himself.

That Zhao Jin said bad things about him in the emperor, and the emperor blamed him for not being loyal enough, but how could he?

Ma Yongcheng turned around and roared: "This is the same kind as the doctor girl used for her mother, how can we have any good medicine that we don't give to Long Live Lord?" The entire palace is long lived, and so is the Tai Hospital, how can our family have a private collection. ”

Xiaobao grinned when he was scolded.

Ma Yongcheng muttered: "It's unlucky, our family has been injured and has plasters, and the explanation can't be explained."

Then he looked at Xiaobao who was standing stupidly: "Don't you send it to the Lord of Long Live yet, waiting to be said to be slow and disloyal?"

"It's Godfather."

Xiaobao took the plaster and ran away.

After Ma Yongcheng and the others left, Wang took a sip in a low voice, and then pointed his index finger to the sky and said, "Zhao Jin, our family is inseparable from you."

………………

Yang Houzhao returned to Qingning Palace, and did not let the minions report, he approached the east for a while, and Li Zhaozheng was reading a book and taking notes.

This seems to be Li Zhao's habit, when she read the historical records, Yang Houzhao found that she read very seriously, and that kind of seriousness was something he couldn't achieve.

She hung her head, blinking her eyes from time to time, and then writing on her stomach, looking up to flip through the book.

Her long eyelashes flickered like a small fan because of the unlistening movements, moving rhythmically and regularly, so the fluttering was serious.

A girl who is serious about doing things is really good-looking.

Yang Houzhao walked in front of Li Zhao with a smile.

"Zhao."

Li Zhao raised his head after hearing the voice.

I saw the rebellious young man with his hands behind his back, although he was condescending, but he was very excited to look at him.

There was a sly glint in his star-like eyes, which didn't look like a good thing.

And isn't this guy out to play?

He also said that he couldn't stay with her, otherwise he couldn't control it.

That's even less good.

Li Zhao tilted his head and looked behind Yang Houzhao.

"What is the Lord of Banzai? Wouldn't it be a caterpillar that scares people? ”

Yang Houzhao rolled his eyes and asked, "Then are you afraid?"

Li Zhao is most afraid of caterpillars.

She said, "If it is, it's better not to take it out, I'm afraid."

Yang Houzhao thought to himself, then I will scare her with insects next time.

Thinking like this, Yang Houzhao grinned and stretched out his hand, holding a small white porcelain vase in his palm, and then slowly unfolded it.

"Ointment."

Li Zhao looked puzzled: "Ointment? Who was hurt? ”

Yang Houzhao's fingers dotted underneath her through the air.

Li Zhao: "......"

Without waiting for Li Zhao to speak, Yang Houzhao picked her up.

Then he said: "Ah Zhao, this medicine is curable, take the medicine now, it will be fine at night, and then ...... Hey, hey, hey! ”

The boy smiled expectantly and excitedly.

The smile is obscene and hearty, and there is a feeling of raising eyebrows.

Li Zhao: "......"

Li Zhao looked at the porcelain bottle in Xiao Duanjun's hand, and then thought of the shyness when he took the medicine, and the whole person became nervous.

She said, "Long live Lord, I'm already well."

Yang Houzhao looked down, the face of the person in his arms was peachy, his cheeks were red, and he was gorgeous and charming, which could not be described in words.

That kind of arrogant ** suddenly poured from his crotch all over his body, making his mouth dry.

Yang Houzhao said: "Ah Zhao, I miss you, the little dragon I endure hurts, are you obedient?"

But his flattering tone did not make Li Zhao feel sorry for him.

Li Zhao thought to himself, but this guy is not doing his job, who knows where he used what plaster he used to get, what if it hurts his body?