Infinite Replacement

Duan Murong returned to his room. After pushing the door open, the scent of medicine pours on her face, causing her to quickly cover her nose. Although the medicine just made is for men, it will inevitably accelerate her blood.

She opened the door so wide and stood in front of the door, waiting for the smell of medicine to dissipate. Somehow, glanced at Jingyu's room. Seeing that the lamp inside hadn't turned off yet, and felt a little strange. Was he planning to stay in the same room with the lamp on? Otherwise, according to the hardness he felt just now, she could hardly imagine that he would endure temporarily. After all, he was just a twelve-year-old child, and it was the first time he faced such a situation.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say "absurd" in her heart. She shook her head and blamed herself for thinking about his affairs again, so that the self-righteous stupid boy could taste the suffering. Even so, it would be like this. Isn’t it because of her kindness to her that he was treated like that, As for an expression of indignation?

Maybe she didn't find it.

After the smell of the medicine dissipated, Duan Murong returned to the room to clean up the residues, jars, pestle, mask and other objects left by the previous pharmaceutical. When she wanted to take back the bamboo slips that recorded the method of making medicine, she stopped. Can't help but go to see the part of the drug effect clearly marked by adult men to eat, if chewed and swallowed, it will have an effect after a quarter of an hour.

‘Strange, why did he react so fast? ’Duan Murong's eyebrows were completely forgotten, and he had completely forgotten what he was considering. It should be a shameful thing for women. She is a practitioner of medicine, and she cares about medical problems. ‘Is it my production, is there something wrong? ’

Holding her bamboo slips, she carefully recalled every step of the pharmacy that usually came to her for treatment. The premise was to save her life, and who would ask her to make this medicine. Although she knew that she had some impressions, it was really the first time she produced it, and it was inevitable that she would doubt the efficacy of the drug.

The sound of knocking on the door interrupted her contemplation, put the bamboo slip down temporarily, Duan Murong came to the door and opened the door.

"Yue'er?" She was a little surprised, "How are you so late?"

"Sister Rong, I, I can't sleep." Yue'er lowered her head slightly, and her pair of water-spirit eyes had dodge eyes and her face was red. "Can I talk to you?"

"Well, come in quickly, don't be cold." Duan Murong let go of her body, and when Yue'er entered, she closed the door again and she inevitably stopped, glancing in the direction of Jingyu's room. Seeing the light has gone out, after all, he said.

"Sister Rong, are you still looking at the medical book?" Yueer saw the bamboo slip after entering the room.

Duan Murong exhaled softly, and turned to face Yueyue, his expression on his face had returned to his usual lightness.

"I still haven't figured out a question," she said.

auzw.com Seeing Yueer sat down at the low table, she also walked over and poured a cup of tea for Yueer. Yue'er held the tea cup with both hands. Although she put a gesture to drink and leaned closer to her mouth, a pair of eyes quietly looked at Duan Murong.

Almost watching her grow up, knowing her personality, Duan Murong rarely smiled, "Yue'er, what else can't I say to my sister?" She spoke softly, as Jingyu thought, like a Real sister-like.

Yueer put down the tea cup and still held it with both hands. Her kneeling posture was also extremely elegant and natural, and it was well reflected in the court education she received from an early age.

"Sister Rong, Yue'er remembered the fact that she was still in the country of Yan." Yue'er said, her voice slightly lowered. "At that time, once, the father and mother mentioned a name. Although Yue'er still said Young, who didn’t understand what they were talking about, but left an impression on it. Later when he came here, when the thief leader mentioned it again, Yue'er remembered it."

Her face was slightly red, and a pair of eyes sought Duan Murong's affirmation.

"Princess, you already know that?" Duan Murong was surprised, and even used the former title, "Prince Princess indeed told me that he should have a marriage contract with the princess."

The back of the man that Jingyu saw when he was four years old was the secret to the Crown Prince Yan of Chu. Xiang Yan thickly asked Yan Dan for Jingyu's relationship, but because Jingyu refused to call his grandfather, he never told Jingyu. Later, Yan Dan was rumored to have been killed by Yan Wang, and the family had no whereabouts. He regretted that he had broken this thought and did not intend to mention Jingyu again.

Therefore, Jingyu still does not know that he still has a marriage contract.

Yue'er seemed relieved, but hesitated and anxious. "But Sister Rong, he is now married to Sister Qinger and Sister Xue, what should I do that month? Yueer is afraid of loving Jingyu brother. "

If it is unclear before, whether he is just his sister's admiration for his brother, or the girl's like for boys. So this kiss tonight, she did not have the slightest resistance and hate, it is enough to explain everything. She was kissed by him, knowing that he must also have a male to female like for her. This made her feel happy and unavoidable.

Duan Murong sighed and smiled and comforted her: "The princess doesn't need to be shaken. I want to believe that in the future he will know your identity and he will be willing to answer this family matter. Such a princess, such a princess, is afraid he can't do anything."

The orthodox princess of Yan Guo really matches him very well in identity, and is most suitable as a regular wife. Duan Murong didn't worry about it at all. He could only compete with Yue'er in terms of identity. However, Yue'er has a marriage contract with him, which wins Xiaoyu again.

"Me, how can I be so good, or Sister Snow Girl, Sister Qinger, and Sister Rong are more beautiful." Yue'er bowed her head shyly, but she was quite relieved.

Even listening to Yue'er even counted herself, even if she knew that what she said did not contain that meaning, Duan Murong still inevitably blushed. Yuedeer also thought about it herself, but didn't notice it.

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