Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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"Green, how are you..." Nalan’s brow wrinkled and stared at the sword: "If you don't wash your hair, how do you lose your temper?"

"I……"

This is the reaction of the sword, and I was very hot. I forgot that Luo Qingyi would not be martial arts. How could I kick a hot teapot filled with water? But now I regret it too late, I am afraid that Nalan will notice that she is a counterfeit goods, and the sword immediately cried: "Nalan night, I was burned, my hands hurt!"

As she said, she looked like a grievance and extended her hand: "Do you think that everyone's hands are blistered?"

"Well? Green, how strange you are today, isn’t it right?" Nalan didn’t pay attention to the sword’s hand at all, but looked at her thoughtfully: “Is it not the military camp last time? Every time I wash myself, I said that I want to help you, you don’t agree, and you are doing very well. How can you not do it today?"

"Look at you, I also knocked over the teapot, the water in the ground... I don't blame you, and some people will come in and clean, and it will inevitably notice you. If you pass your identity, it will be bad."

Looking at Nalan’s frowning look, the tone seemed to be somewhat unpleasant. The sword didn’t understand him. He was worried or a little suspicious. He suddenly said: “I, I am just... I actually...”

I couldn’t say it for a long time, and my mind flashed. The sword finally figured out a reason: "Maybe I still have some dizziness... Nalan night, I don't seem to be all right, so I just had some..."

Ok? How do you really feel a little dizzy?

The sword quickly pressed the temple, which eased the sudden feeling of dizziness and held the face, and she still felt unstable. Is she really not good yet? But I have been taking medicine for three days. How can I still do this?

For a time, the sword was not clear, so I only felt vague in front of me, and it was not clear to see things. She simply had a weak look, and when her eyes closed, she fell in the direction of Nalan's night.

"What's wrong with you, green, but uncomfortable?" Nalan's voice sounded in time, and she was just right.

I only felt that a strong and powerful arm caught her and did not let myself fall to the ground. The sword just wanted to take the opportunity to enjoy the gentleness of Nalan’s arms, but the next moment Nalan’s night had placed her on the bed. Swordton felt a loss, but the dark road was a pity.

Open your eyes, the sword looked at Nalan’s handsome beauty in the night, and the commissioner said: “It seems to be a bit uncomfortable. However, I have been taking medicine for three days. How can I still do this? Nalan Night, Am I seriously ill?"

Luo Qingying's information, the sword has been carefully read.

This woman is said to be very overbearing in Xichu. Even the Princess County owner is unceremonious and will not clean up. Once even her sister-in-law, like Luo Qingshuang, was pushed down into the pool by Luo Qinglan, almost drowned! It can be seen that this Luo Qingying is also a very arrogant, not the kind of delicate lady.

I don’t know how Nalan’s night will be like this woman, and the sword is getting more and more.

I was afraid that I was holding a face that was still visible. The various means of walking between the men led to the emperor of Xichu, and the Prince of the Southern Wei Dynasty, even the man of her master, the emperor of North Vietnam. Han Xun also remembered Luo Qing.

The sword of the sword snorted, she must replace Luo Qingying, steal the heart of Nalan night! Such a good man, Luo Qingyi is not worthy!

"Isn't it good to take medicine for three days?" Nalan night was also a little dignified, and the eyebrows scorned with a touch of melancholy. "Well, I will have a meal, or let Feng Jun’s doctor come back again, maybe it is a drug effect. Not enough, let him open a few more to eat."

Still have to take medicine?

Waiting for the sword, the medicine is too ridiculous, crying, and there is a smell of odor. It doesn't feel like eating the tongue. Even eating more sugar is useless. She clearly has no disease, but she has to take medicine and drink medicine. This is really a feeling of moving my own feet.

Just, watching Nalan night is so worried for himself, the sword has a sweet feeling.

Can you be taken care of by a man like Nalan Night, even if you are in the same position as Luo Qingying? Anyway, gentleness is all she enjoys. As long as she is sick, she goes to the coldness of her body. When she goes down, she can and Nalan night... Oh, and then pregnant with the child, then everything is not a problem.

Drink medicine and drink medicine. Although it is difficult to eat, I can finally take this opportunity to get closer to Nalan Night and enjoy his distressed feeling. The sword nodded and did not object.

As he said, Yuan Xing came in: "Marshal, the food is good, and it is afraid that Wang Hao will not be appetizing, or do it himself."

He let the small soldiers of the end dish not allowed to come in outside the camp, afraid to see Luo Qingyu guess her identity, and personally went out to put the food in front of Nalan night and the sword, looking good, I don’t know that the food he made so hard is actually for a counterfeit.

Nalan night will not be said to be broken. The sword is holding a table of dishes. There are actually six or seven dishes, and my heart is still a little happy. I am thinking that I can have a good meal. I know that when she saw it, her face could not help but change.

These dishes are actually...

"Marshal, Wang Hao, you eat slowly, then go out and go out..."

Yuan Xing’s words have not been finished yet, and Nalan’s night is open: “What is it?”

Yuan Xing was a little confused: "What else does the marshal command?"

After looking at the sword, Nalan said in a faint night: "You have been sick for a few days, and you haven’t eaten anything. I’m afraid it’s just dizzy. It’s just not taking medicine. The rice is still delicious. Do you know?"

A gentle voice, good intimate words, the sword is a hot heart, almost want to stick to Nalan's night, and then send a kiss. Unfortunately, there was a big man next to it. The sword could only nod and nodded, and looked at the various dishes in front of him.

Okay, Nalan night really cares about her, but unfortunately she is not used to these dishes.

This is the response of the sword, Luo Qingyi is a Xichu person, usually eats spicy food, and she is a North Vietnamese, has been eating light, now she pretending to be Luoqing, then it should follow the taste of Luoqing Come and eat. But what she didn't expect was that Yuan Xing, a loyal man, had made so many spicy dishes in order to please Luo Qingyi!

Isn't this going to kill her?

Nalan night has picked up the chopsticks and looked up: "Yuan Xing, I have worked hard for you today. Wang Hao is just a little better. There is no girl in the military camp. You will help the cloth, and give you a little more in the bowl." ""

"Ah, let the subordinates give Wang Hao a dish?" Yuan Xing heard, almost the eyes did not fall out.

Isn’t this intimate thing supposed to be done by the marshal himself? Why do you want him to bring dishes to Wang Hao? In the past, in the king's palace, Wang Ye also often ate with Wang Hao, but never said that he would stay in the side, and give Wang Hao a dish?

Did the prince take the wrong medicine?

In fact, Nalan’s night performances are also very hard. If you don’t want to let this counterfeit goods know that he has doubts, how can Nalan’s night leave Yuan Xing?

I really don't want to pretend to be intimate with this woman. Whenever he sees a pair of delicate swords and a look of love, he can't wait to slap on her face and knock off her disgusting smile. The woman looked at his eyes like a hungry wild dog looking at a piece of meat bone. Needless to say, she guessed what she was thinking.

It’s a pity that Nalan’s night didn’t want to give up. Now that Feng Jun’s doctor has given her medicine, I’ve seen the effect of the drug, and soon he can test the truth, or he can bear it.

Holding chopsticks, eating a bite of food silently, Nalan’s heart is also crying in the heart: Qing 鸾, Qing 鸾, you don’t know, there is a female wild dog who looks at you, but you can’t come in Beijing. Playing monsters, hehe... he can only restrain restraint and restrain himself!

Otherwise, one could not control it. He lost his hand and killed the wild dog.

Since Nalan’s night was spoken, Yuan Xing did not dare to listen, but could only leave the scalp.

"Wang Hao, what do you like to eat, subordinate to you, give you a folder..." He smiled awkwardly. For the first time doing this kind of thing, Yuan Xing was also uncomfortable. But fortunately, he knows in his heart that today's food market is that he estimates that Wang Hao likes to eat, and should not be able to go anywhere.

The head of the sword was big. When I saw that the table was full of red, there was no pepper in any dish. When she hadn’t eaten, she felt that her throat had started to catch fire.

"Green, eat more, or the body will not recover well." Nalan night faintly, slanted Yuan Xing a look: "What are you doing, let you wait for Wang Hao to eat, not fast?"

"Yes, yes..." I have never seen Nalan night so strange, Yuan Xing did not dare to say more, and quickly picked up a plate of spicy fish nearest to him, put it in the bowl of the sword, and said: "Wang Wei Do you usually not like this fish? You can do it carefully, can you taste it?"

"Well, eat fish well, try to see how it tastes." Seeing the sword is uncomfortable, Nalan night has some faint understanding. When he was in the heart, he couldn't help but want to test it. If this counterfeit goods didn't even taste the taste of Luo Qingying, and wanted to pretend, it would be too stupid.

However, I thought about it, it seems that Xi Chu Jingcheng, like Luo Qingyi, loves to eat spicy women.

Each one is afraid that the taste is heavy and the skin is not good, all kinds of light, afraid of long, and affecting the beauty. Otherwise, one by one is like a chicken intestine. When you eat half a bowl, you will be full. If you are hungry, you will have two or two flesh. When the wind blows, it will fall. It’s as real as his green scorpion. If you eat it, eat more. If you don’t eat it, you should eat less. It’s not artificial. It’s true.

The heart was greatly praised by Luo Qingyi, and Nalan night missed the scene of dining with her. But there is a fake that pretends to be Luo Qingying. He has to resist the temper and me, and it is not pleasant to think about it.

Seeing that the sword was slowly swallowing the fish, he took a cautious taste and suddenly his face was red. Nalan’s night is sure that the taste of this woman and Luo Qing’s tastes are different. The moment is even more interesting. “Yuan Xing, every dish is a little bit for Wang Hao. Wang Hao likes to eat spicy, you The dishes are not bad, I will remember you for a moment."

"Ah..." Yuan Xingyiyi, then rejoiced: "Thank you, Wang Ye, but it is a privilege to cook for Wang Hao. As long as Wang Hao is used to eating, he is willing to cook for Wang Hao every day."

"If you are fat, you will pant, and you can't beat you!" Nalan smiled and smiled a little.

When the eyes turned, Nalan night saw that the face of the sword was hot red, but he did not move with enthusiasm: "Green, eat it quickly, it is your favorite dish, you can eat it today."

"Well, okay... I, I will eat more..."

The mouth is full of burning taste, the sword can not tell, the first time I feel that eating is also a crime.

Listening to Nalan’s night is full of concern, even in the military camp, it is still waiting for him to dine, the sword is sore and happy, and the food that she can’t say can’t be swallowed a little bit, not forgetting. keep smiling.

Persevere, insist! She is now Luo Qingying, she must eat these, or she will be suspected by Nalan night. Waiting for these few days, the future is bright, and when she is pregnant with Nalan’s children, all the pain is over.

Holding this ardent hope, the sword is hot and full of red, but still does not forget to smile as ever.