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Jin Rushang patted Youran, smiled warmly at her, smiled leisurely and felt warm in her heart, she didn't know what kind of sharp knife was hidden in this warm cotton. When the time came, she lay up, and her flesh and blood were blurred.

Jin Rushang looked at her appearance, and a slight ripple appeared in her heart, and she thought of her poor sister. That's right, Mrs. Jade, who doesn't compromise on all means, really has a sister, but that was many years ago.

Shi Youran threw a celadon cup on the ground and said fiercely: "This stinky girl is really fateful, the fire in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion burned all night, and she didn't even burn her to death." Unscathed, it's really strange, could it be that the two sisters are really what the rivers and lakes say about the Nine Heavens Xuannu coming into the world, they are all immortals? ”

The maid Cuizhu echoed on the side: "The little lord is not angry, he is angry. ”

"Huh, fairy? The vixen is pretty much the same. Jin Rushang picked the silk thread on his fingertips and said to Shi leisurely.

"Yes, it's a vixen. You can't burn to death in such a fire, it must be a monster! ”

Jin Rushang bent his eyebrows and smiled.

"It's a big, big bird, kind of like an eagle. It's fierce and it's beautiful. Jin Rushang didn't raise his eyes when he spoke, and his eyes kept looking at the work in his hand.

"Is it a birthday gift for the king?" Shi asked leisurely.

Jin Rushang looked suddenly enlightened, and said to himself: "Yes, this falcon can be regarded as a birthday gift, and it can be regarded as unusual." When the time comes, the king will not look down on it, and no one in the palace will be like this, so they will be sent to me. Wouldn't I be able to prevaricate the birthday gift without spending any money? And so, very well. ”

Shi Youran looked at Jin Rushang helplessly and said, "Sister Jin, look at you, such a delicate person, you don't even have a chance to talk to the king." But the two sisters, such a femme fatale, were so favored that they didn't know what the world was. ”

Shi Youran complained while fiddling with the broken steps in Jin Rushang's hand.

Suddenly, Jin Rushang frowned, and then put down the work in his hand with a pale face, squinted his eyes and opened his mouth slightly, and kept pouring his breath.

Shi Youran was frightened, and suddenly got up and gently shook Jin Rushang, who looked extremely uncomfortable: "Sister Jin, Jin Rushang!" Come on, come on. Looking for the imperial doctor, Sister Jin, what's wrong with you? Quick, what to do, find the doctor! ”

As he spoke, a mouthful of blood came out of Jin Rushang's lips and teeth, staining the small hat of the braid.

When the imperial doctor arrived, Jin Rushang had already fallen into a deep coma, and Shi Youran was pacing back and forth on the side, looking anxious. When Jin Rushang was still Mrs. Yu in the past, he already knew Shi Youran's personality in his chest, and now he uses it to make this fool regard him as a friend.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

"Back to the words of the little master. Jin Xiaozhu, because of the poor rest for several days, coupled with the weakness of his body, the fire in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion a few days ago sucked the smoke and dust all night, which caused the recurrence of the hidden disease in the lungs, and he vomited blood to this point. As long as you cultivate well, you can be cured. It's just that the little master's falcon is afraid that it can't be raised anymore. The dust and grit brought up by its wing feathers would make the little master's lung disease worse. The imperial doctor replied with a faint smile behind Shi Youran, revealing a faint smile that was not easy to detect.