This is simply... more painful than death
His revenge was inexplicably avenged
Although she also hoped that Qian Qing's son-in-law would die without a burial.
But... who made her move first
Muyan frowned slightly, and slowly walked two steps in the room.
Suddenly, a strange breath rushed into the tip of her nose, making her breathing slightly stagnant.
However, she soon returned to normal and left with a puzzled look on her face.
After Muyan left, two figures appeared.
Han Ye couldn't bear it anymore, and asked softly: "Your Majesty, don't you plan to meet Miss Muyan?"
snort!
The man beside him turned his head, his expression was as indifferent and unattainable as ever.
But in those blue eyes, there was a bit of gnashing of resentment hidden.
"not see!"
Han Ye couldn't help but secretly rolled his eyes.
Say no, but don't worry about it, you can't sit still! Even peeping is done.
Saying no, you don't want to go crazy with jealousy when you see Miss Muyan getting close to a man!
Saying no, you don't want to rush over to avenge her the moment Miss Muyan is injured!
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Red Flame Palace.
"Cough, cough..." A violent cough sounded, accompanied by the pungent smell of medicine, filling the room.
As soon as Luo Beiyu heard the sound of coughing, he immediately dropped his paintbrush and rushed over, helped the person on the bed up, with a concerned expression on his face: "Brother, how are you? Are you okay?"
The young man on the bed shook his head, showed a weak smile, and looked up at Luo Beiyu.
I saw that the young man had a handsome face, but his face was extremely pale.
A pair of beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white, making him look like a blind person who couldn't focus.
Especially when coughing, this layer of white cloud will become heavier.
Luo Beiyu looked at the pale face of the young man, the sweat on his forehead, and the darkening whiteness in his eyes, his eyes were full of worry, "Brother, are your illnesses getting worse? Listen to me and talk to me." May I go see my master? Maybe my master can cure you?"
"Cough cough..." Qingqing coughed twice, then shook his head with a wry smile, "You also said that your master is a pharmacist, not a doctor. My illness cannot be cured by medicine. Even the genius doctor Qian Qing There is no way, how can anyone cure it? Why bother to go all the way?"
Luo Beiyu wanted to refute that his master was omnipotent.
But thinking that he has never seen Master's medical skills other than sewing chicken legs... ah bah, sewing his legs, it seems that he has never seen other medical skills.
If the eldest brother went there after all the hard work, but he couldn't be cured in the end, the eldest brother must be very sad.
Moreover, the problem is that he doesn't know where the master is now!
"Let's not talk about this. Brother, look at this painting I just drew, how is it? It's made a lot of progress, right?"
Since it couldn't be solved, Luo Beiyu simply changed the topic, "Look, look, this is the royal guard of my father, and his body is the most satisfying among all my works."
On the drawing paper that Luo Beiyu spread out, there was a drawing of a man who was almost completely naked, only covering the key parts with vine leaves.
I saw that this man was tall and burly, with tangled muscles all over his body.
But Luo Beiyu put on a soft pose, which was really indescribably weird.
But such a weird posture is included in the painting, but it shows a different kind of strength and beauty.