Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 45: Hug once is hug, hug twice is hug
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Ji Yunhuang looked at her almost wrinkled face and probably guessed what she thought: "Would you like to go back to Prince's House with me first? I'll send someone to ask my sixth brother for a cure."
No one will not sell his face, His Royal Highness His Highness, Ji Yunhao will not ----
This is a good idea. She is really sweating all over now. If it wasn't for her, she would only tremble with her fingers. In this state, it is definitely more difficult to dispense medicine by herself ...
Ning Xuemo nodded: "His Royal Highness Prince Lao." Although the six words are said to be calm and steady, his lips have begun to tremble-
Ji Yunhuang looked at her for a moment, and raised her sleeves to try to fight the sweat beads that came out of her forehead: "You are a child and the pain will come out. Even if you cry, why bear it? "
Ning Xuemo is rare. She had been pain-stricken in previous lives, so although she often used Lolita to sell and kill, she hardly cried, and endured painful and painful.
Forbearance and forbearance she almost forgot what it really was like to cry.
In her mind, crying is a manifestation of the cripple, unless it is to relieve other hearts from fake crying-
Ji Yunhuang's words made her feel inexplicably. This prince, no matter what is good for her, is now concerned about her.
She raised a corner of her lips and smiled, and two pear vortexes loomed on her cheeks: "Thank Your Highness for your concern, but I don't want to cry." She even had the idea of flattening Ji Yunhao into a pig's head-
Ji Yunhuang Qu raised her finger on her forehead and said, "What is wrong is what you want to do."
This action is too intimate, Ning Xuemo's hair on his body has been erected, and he moved back a bit.
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Ji Yunhuang does not return to Changkong, but his Prince's Mansion is still the most magnificent of the residences of the princes. Of course, Jingyuan Houfu's house is even higher than Ning Xuemo's.
The carriage drove straight in. Although Ning Xuemo couldn't see the specific scenery in Prince's House in the car, he often heard the sound of kneeling and driving and the neat greetings in his ears.
After entering the house, the carriage went straight for a full quarter of an hour before stopping.
"Welcome to His Royal Highness Your Highness!" There was a uniform call of worship from outside, and there were hundreds of people listening.
"Xue Mo, you are inconvenient now, and the king is holding you down." Ji Yunhuang could not help but lift her up, and her own servant lifted the car curtain respectfully. Ji Yunhuang took Ning Xuemo and strode away. Go on.
Here are two rows of people kneeling down, one for the maids and one for the servants, headed by a well-dressed butler.
Ning Xuemo is lying in Ji Yunhuang's arms, she can feel the countless amount of light falling on her-
She doesn't have to look, and knows that those eyes must be full of surprise.
Who made their crown prince hold a legendary waste material in his arms?
However, she didn't hear the low hiss when people were surprised in the teahouse-
Prince's House seems to have good rules.
She felt pain and uncomfortable, and she really couldn't stand herself, she put her head on his chest and waited for him to hold her in.
Anyway, the teahouse has already been hugged. It is an urgent matter, and hug once is hug, and hug twice is also a hug. She is a modern person and doesn't care about this.
In my ears, Ji Yunhuang instructed his descendants a lot of instructions. Ning Xuemo knew that he would not harm himself at this time, and he was too lazy to listen.
"Her Highness, let the slaves carry this girl?" Four maids brought a spring stool and wanted to take Ning Xuemo from Ji Yunhuang's arms.