Chapter 87: Past and Present Lives (2)

"Sister-in-law means......" Dai Ping saw Miao Yu sitting there sideways, her clothes were loose, her fragrant shoulders were looming, and she had just pushed it, and she couldn't give up, and there was a primitive impulse faintly, so she couldn't help but take a few steps forward, settle down, and said: "Sister-in-law is weak, don't be anxious, you must know that although this decoction can dispel diseases, it is also poisonous, so you should adjust it slowly." ”

Although the concubine didn't see the group of books, she also knew this truth, although the decoction has an effect, it is a ruthless herb and tree, and taking it every day is not a way after all. You must find another thing with flesh and blood as a medicine to remove the root of the disease. Miao Yu took a handkerchief and half-covered her mouth and said softly, the black eyes hidden behind the long eyelashes flashed in spring, like a hand reaching into Dai Ping's heart, tightly grasping that sensitive nerve.

"It's not early at this time, I think my brother will be on the way back, so sister-in-law should go to the stove room to prepare a meal. My sister-in-law's illness, my foolish brother was always worried about it at the time, please rest assured that I will become an uncle in the spring of the coming year. After Dai Ping finished speaking, he turned around and walked out the door, saying as he walked, "I'll go to the street to chop some beef, and come back to have a drink with my brother and sister-in-law." ”

"It's just noon, and the family won't come back until the end of the Shen period. Miao Yu stood up and grabbed Dai Ping's sleeve and said.

"Sister-in-law, why is this?" Dai Ping exclaimed.

"Uncle Xian," Miao Yu saw that he didn't move, turned around and leaned in front of Dai Ping, and asked softly, "I also hope that Uncle Xian will inform the concubine of the medicine primer, and it is inconvenient for Uncle Xian to give it, so the concubine will find it herself." ”

"This ......," Dai Ping was speechless for a moment.

"Uncle Xian-" Miao Yu called coquettishly, and gently brushed the handkerchief in his hand in front of Dai Ping, and a strange fragrance came to his face. Dai Pingzhi suddenly felt that his qi and blood were surging, and said: "Bring Xu Yuan ginseng and yellow essence." ”

"I don't know where to find it?" Miao Yu hurriedly asked.

"Foolish brother with ......," Dai Ping gasped.

"Uncle Xian quickly take it out and let the concubine take it. Miao Yu's face was flushed, her chest rose and fell, and she gasped.

"It's hanging on the waist of the foolish brother, please wait a while...... sister-in-law," Dai Ping said as he untied his belt.

When Miao Yu heard this, he couldn't care about the shame, he reached out, he was secretly surprised in his heart, and hurriedly took out a look, and couldn't help but secretly exclaim: "I think those dead ghosts are just stiff silkworms, and they have disappeared from the world, and now I see Uncle Xian's burly and majestic tool, I don't know how many times I want to call my sister-in-law to die? After finishing speaking, without waiting for Dai Ping to answer, he pressed him down on the bed, shook his shoulders, took off his clothes, put on his naked body, and after a while, his temples were gone, drenched in sweat, and he was panting......

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"Empress Nutabe, how is that kid now?" asked in a low and slow voice in the empty hell, while Empress Nutabe was still reminiscing.

"Back to His Excellency's words, I haven't seen you for eight hundred and ninety years, and my virtuous uncle is still majestic, and he has just fought a hearty battle. The princess replied crisply, her tone filled with a happy aftertaste.

As the Nusata Empress replied, Muhito gradually emerged—a stocky man wearing a black robe with a pattern of patterned ebonies, a black robe with arabesque patterns on the top, and a white six-fingered hakama with a wisteria pattern on the bottom—whose coat and hat were embroidered with gold thread to compensate for the imperfections of his figure.

"Lady Nutabe, am I asking this?" Mujin's voice was still low and slow, but there was obvious anger in his tone.

"Your Excellency Muren, the concubine has just gotten carried away, and she has not come back to her senses, I hope your Excellency will forgive her sins. The Imperial Maiden of Nutabe hurriedly bowed to the ground, "Your Excellency, rest assured, the concubine has imprisoned my virtuous uncle in the Asuka Palace and cast a spell to return him to the eight hundred and ninety years. ”

"Well," Muren asked, "are you sure there is no problem?" I just saw that he intended to kill you. ”

"What's the harm of being killed by him again?" muttered the princess of Notabe.

"Hahaha," Muren smiled, "I just don't understand, why are you so entangled in what happened eight hundred and ninety years ago?"

"Because I was who I was, I found it, and I got true love. The princess replied.

"But he disembowels you, aren't you afraid of doing it again?" Muren wondered.

"Who knows that when he killed me, he stabbed me like the wind, and seemed to be happy to take revenge, but there were a thousand waves in his chest that were endlessly hitting him and tearing him apart, so that he had to do his best to kill me, the woman who made his heart ache, so that he could get rid of his own heart from now on. The princess stood up and said, "Are you also entangled in this?"