Mo Yingyan slowly picked up the wolf's pencil and said: "That's the choice for the husband and wife." ”

As he spoke, the tip of his pen landed on the white paint.

"Fade the east wind and cover your face, poor butterfly powder and bee madness."

The man's scorching breath sprayed on the side of his ears, and Su Ruotang's pupils suddenly contracted.

She instinctively got up.

The next moment, the waist was hugged by the man.

Mo Yingyan confined her in his arms: "Little Begonia, are you sure you want to cover the prickly heat?" ”

His voice became more and more hoarse and bewitching: "That itchy ......"

Prickly heat, itching......

Su Ruotang pursed the corners of his lips.

The battle between heaven and man in her mind—

Wear a high neck?

Draw?

"This pigment is a medicinal mixture, it is very good for the skin, and it can be washed in twelve hours." The man's bewitching voice continued to ring in his ears.

Twelve hours.

Soak in a petal bath tomorrow morning and it's gone.

Su Ruotang's mind turned quickly.

After she traveled to another world, she was pampered by Mo Yingyan.

This body is getting more and more squeamish.

Perhaps it is accurate to say that the temperament has become squeamish.

In her previous life, when she followed her master to study medicine, she tasted herbs and did not snort when her stomach was perforated.

Now I'm afraid of a little itchy prickly heat.

Su Ruotang's long eyelashes drooped his eyes, and his red lips opened lightly-

"Let's draw!"

Compared to prickly heat.

She believes in Mo Yingyan's painting skills even more.

Last time, the Xifu begonia was lifelike.

There was a vibration in the back.

In his ears, a man's low laughter sounded.

His voice was hoarse: "Okay." ”

Accompanied by the man's low voice, there was a slight tingling sensation in the neck.

Su Ruotang subconsciously shrunk his neck, but was gently stopped by the man, "Don't move." ”

"Otherwise, don't blame the husband for drawing a pig."

Su Ruotang didn't dare to move for an instant.

After a while, she clearly saw a red begonia reflected in the bronze mirror.

In the snow, the delicate Xifu begonias are in full bloom in the snow.

The red, a little more, is too bright, and a little less is light.

A light breeze blew in through the half-open window, ruffling the strands of hair that fell from her neck.

The ink-colored hair, falling on the delicate snow begonias, adds a bit of charm.

Mo Yingyan put down the pen, and the color of his eyes was as dark as thick ink.

He gently rubbed the Xifu Begonia around Su Ruotang's neck with his fingertips: "What should I do, I don't want others to see ......"

Su Ruotang felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and slapped the man on the head, "I have to go to Xinglin Pharmacy." ”

When the words fell, she ignored the man's seductive beauty and got up decisively.

Mo Yingyan leaned lazily on the dressing table, and the confusing tail was deliberately lengthened by him, "Madame, is this a waste when you run out?" ”

"Or did you feel uncomfortable serving your husband last night?"

"But it is the first time for a husband, where is the wife dissatisfied, the husband can learn, and the next time the wife will be satisfied, the husband is expensive."

"Madam, can you not abandon your husband?"

The tone is plaintive, nine curves and eighteen bends.

It is comparable to the concubine who has been beaten into the cold palace for decades in the harem.

Su Ruotang stumbled under his feet.

She held on to the door frame and steadied herself, just as she was about to leave.

As soon as I raised my eyes—

An indescribable eye at Shang Mo Ember and Fu Beixian.

Their eyes fell on her neck.

Fu Beixian opened his mouth and closed it.

He opened his mouth again and closed it.

opened his mouth again, stammered and spat out a sentence, "Throw ...... The son abandons the husband...... No, that's not right...... No child......"

Su Ruotang: "......"

She turned her head and glared at someone who was playing the addict.

looked at Mo Ember sincerely: "Second brother, nothing happened last night. ”

Ember looked back at her sincerely: "Well, the second brother believes in you." ”

Su Ruotang's little face appeared grateful, and he was about to speak, but he heard Mo Ember say disgustedly:

"Third brother, you have no children until now, and your useless husband will be abandoned."

Su Ruotang: "!!!! ”

So the second brother didn't believe it at all.

Mo Yingyan had a low lazy smile in his throat: "What the imperial brother has taught is this." ”

He lifted his eyes and glanced at the third princess, "Madam, I will definitely work hard for my husband in the future and strive for it as soon as possible...... Husbands are expensive. ”

The last four words circled around the tip of his tongue.

Su Ruotang instantly felt that his waist was even more sore.

She glared at Mo Yingyan again: "Second brother, cousin, I'll go to the pharmacy first, so I won't delay you in discussing things." ”

Looking at the figure of the third princess fleeing in the wilderness, Mo Yingyan slowly straightened up.

His fingertips twisted lightly, and there seemed to be a faint scent of begonias on the top.

He curled the corners of his lips, and his eyebrows and eyes blurred into a faint smile.

Immediately, he smiled and looked at the door, "There is no shortage of doormen in my house. ”

The voice was cold and unwarm.

Fu Beixian held his heart: "Second brother, my cousin has no love for us." ”

Ember glanced at him faintly, and mended the knife, "There has never been love." ”

Click......

Fu Beixian only felt that his heart was broken, and he couldn't stick to the batter.

"Second brother, did you hear the voice?"

Ember Dark: "Huh? ”

"Heartbreak sounds."

Ember Dark: "......"

He lifted the hem of his clothes and entered the house, "Second brother, Guo Yu handed in his resignation this morning." ”

Mo Yingyan picked up the teapot and poured the fruit tea slowly, "Let's talk to him, try to keep people." ”

Although Guo Yu handled the emotional aspect in a mess, his views on political affairs were not bad.

Mo Ember picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Well, that's what my father meant." ”

Fu Beixian leaned his head: "Mo lazy, who is that Tang Lingxue?" ”

"I went out with my second brother this morning, and she set up a stall opposite the Xinglin Pharmacy to diagnose the condition for free, inform the treatment method, and do not provide medicinal materials."

"She looks like she's a very good doctor."

Mo Yingyan hummed lightly: "Guo Yuzhong's charming Gu is what she solved." ”

"She knows Gu?" Fu Beixian was shocked.

The current Gu art is so worthless?

Unknown characters who pop up at every turn will be Gu!

Mo Yingyan's fingertips pinched the little jade cat on his wrist: "Second brother, the person who taught Su Muyao Gu Technique, is hiding in the capital. ”

Ember frowned: "You mean, many ministers in the court may have been hit by Gu?" ”

Mo Yingyan nodded: "Tang Lingxue can see at a glance that Guo Yu has been hit by Gu, and Tang'er said that she is refining Gu poison." ”

He briefly explained the difference between Gu Technique and Gu Poison.

Mo Ember and Fu Beixian couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

After a while, Fu Beixian barely regained his voice, "It means that Tang Lingxue's Gu poison is more powerful than his cousin's daughter-in-law's Gu technique?" ”

Mo Yingyan leaned back in the chair, and her eyes fell on the Xifu begonia outside the window, "I don't know." ”

This answer will probably have to wait for Mu Chen to come back.

Meanwhile.

Yang House.

The mansion of Yang Jianglin, a second-class official.

At this time, he rubbed his hands, licked his old face and asked, "Mu Gongzi, can it be cured?" ”

Mu Chen's face was unfathomable: "Normally, men and women can't have children, either men can't do it, or women can't." ”

"According to your wife, your son and daughter-in-law have a room together, and they are a little less hot."

Yang Jianglin couldn't help but ask, "Then is my son still saved?" ”