But I only heard the content clearly, but I couldn't understand what they were talking about.

Listening to it again, the master and servant packed up without saying anything.

Until a quarter of the night, a palace maid came in with a medicine bowl.

"Your Majesty, it's time to drink medicine."

"Don't drink, get out." Duan Yixi still replied to the palace maid with the same bad attitude.

The little palace maid trembled with fright, curled up and knelt there, holding the medicine bowl, not knowing what to do.

She was also the first day to come to Lingyun Palace on an errand, after all, the previous palace maids either went to other places to excel.

Otherwise, they will be lazy, and no one wants to serve a waste person with all their hearts.

Or a wasted man with no future.

Yun Mumu suddenly broke in, took the medicine bowl in the palace maid's hand, and comforted the little palace maid: "What's your name?" ”

"Back to the queen, slave maid...... The slave's name is Bingqiao. ”

"Okay, Bingqiao, don't be afraid, you go down first."

Bingqiao boldly raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Mumu, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

After all, this was the first person to treat her so gently after she entered the palace.

The other party is still a noble queen.

When she raised her eyes, the corners of Yun Mumu's mouth rose, giving her a smile like a spring breeze.

Then he nodded at her.

"Yes, Queen." She bowed and bowed her head.

Yun Mumu took a deep breath at the bowl of medicine.

It's easy to smell that there is something wrong with this bowl of medicine.

Even if the medicine that paralyzed Duan Yixi was extremely small, it still couldn't escape Yun Mumu's nose.

The incense from the incense burner and the medicine that the daily tyrant drank were the direct cause of his constant paralysis.

But this tyrant has been poisoned for a year, so he stopped the poison now.

However, due to his long-term paralysis and the long period of taking poison, it took very exquisite acupuncture to recover.

Duan Yixi tilted his head, watched Yun Mumu take the bowl of medicine and sniffed it, and put it in the lacquer plate.

Then he walked about the temple without speaking.

"Hey, slut, what the hell are you up to?"

The man secretly made up his mind, no matter what tricks she played, he just wouldn't drink the medicine and see what she could do?

Yun Mumu didn't take his words seriously at all, he directly treated him as air, and didn't even look at him.

Still walking around the temple, as if thinking about something, as if looking for something.

This kind of disregard for being treated as air dared to make Duan Yixi even more hot, he glared angrily, shook his head, and performed hard: "Hey, slut, what am I talking to you?" Deaf? Believe it or not, I told someone to kill your whole family...... Dead Woman ...... Hey......"

A woman continues to ignore ......

Duan Yixi: ......

In fact, I am tired of listening to these lines every day.

No wonder this woman doesn't take herself seriously anymore.

No, he wants to add drama to himself.

"Hey, woman, what is your purpose in getting around me?"

After listening to his words, Yun Mumu finally had a little reaction, but it was not for him.

But for the bowl of medicine, I saw Yun Mumu stepping on red embroidered shoes, walked to the bowl of Mu Shi with the decoction, and picked it up.

Then he walked to the pot of Junzi Orchid that Duan Yixi had planted with his own hands before he was paralyzed.

"What are you going to do?" The man continued to ask, curling his neck.

It's not that he feels sorry for that Junzilan, but the bowl of medicine.