Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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Two days of leisure, half of the past.

Luo Qingying wants to accompany Nalan Night again, and she will inevitably think about what happened in the palace.

On the second day, just after noon, Luo Qingying was writing in the study room with Nalan Night, and Li Gonggong came with the Queen Mother’s mouth. Haoyue took Li Gonggong into the study: "Miss, Li Gonggong came, saying that it was about the situation of the little emperor last night."

I knew that I couldn’t hide. Luo Qingyu had a psychological preparation, letting Haoyue go out first, leaving Li Gonggong to ask the situation clearly, and then swearing a few words before he let him go back to life. Seeing Luo Qingying and getting busy again, Nalan was writing a word before night, ready to pick it up and hang it up. After Li Gonggong left, he put down his pen and said: "Is there something wrong? Then you are busy, I will finish writing myself and pick it up."

"Nothing, I have already guessed that this will be the case." Luo Qing faintly said.

From the day she entered the palace, she knew that she was only busy and had to be busy, so the Queen Mother asked her how to ask her. She also insisted on two days of free time. Speaking back to see the medical book, but to give Wang Tai the back, in fact, Luo Qingyi is trying to make up for Nalan night, to accompany his son.

After listening to the situation that Li Gonggong said just now, Luo Qing’s heart is more and more sure, but there are still some questions to be confirmed. She thought about it: "Well, no delay, Nalan night, I watched you finish writing, wait for us. Go shopping, and accompany me to Nangong Temple, I want to find some books."

Since Luo Qingying said so, Nalan didn’t say much at night, and he wrote a half of the words in the face and quickly continued. The words of a dragon and a phoenix danced on paper, flowing in the water, with a floating freely.

Didn't think about the things in the palace again, Luo Qingzhen seriously, looking at Nalan's night writing, couldn't help but think of some ideas in his mind.

People look good, it really is good, this writing makes her look so fascinating. The face is like a crown jade, and the gaze gaze at the rice paper in front of it. It is flowing smoothly, and the atmosphere suddenly emerges from his every move. Even if it is a glimpse of Luo Qing, there is a feeling of reluctance to blink.

After a while, Nalan night put down the pen again, and raised a smile on her lips: "Green, write it, look at it."

Luo Qingyan came over and stood at the desk and stared. The mouth said: "Mountains in the mountains are always in the middle, Taoyuan Road is not lost, the mountain birds fall into the fog, the wild deer hold the Xia Xi. The vines lead the green pines weak, the cliffs and the grass... ..."

"Easy to escape from the world, from now on." The last two sentences, Nalan night gently read out, the two looked at each other.

If so, how good!

However, Luo Qingying believes that there will be this day. When their affairs are finished, they will not worry about it. She will find a quiet and beautiful place with Nalan night. Two people will live with their sons.

As for now...

Luo Qingying started his spirits, and the things he should do are inevitable. In this case, there is one less thing to deal with earlier: "Let's put it, wait for the ink to dry up and pick it up again, Nalan night, now go out with me. Let's go."

Changed to a casual dress, Luo Qingying and Nalan went out at night.

In retrospect, Luo Qingyi never walked across the street with Nalan night, which is especially wonderful. Fortunately, people who come and go on the street, there is almost no one to know them, and the two are leisurely and leisurely, walking slowly forward.

Since Luo Qingyi first compiled various small yellow texts into stories, after the sales of Sanwei Bookstore, the business became popular. In a few months, Nangong Yu, who has always been savvy about business, has begun to start a book business.

Before Luo Qingyu was in Dongwan, he wrote several Peony Pavilions, the story of the White Snake, and the sales were also good. Nangongyi added confidence and hired a large number of people to write similar stories. Now his book office business is getting bigger and bigger, and the life of the Xichu subjects is becoming more and more stable. In the case of eating and drinking, there is more money to spend these things.

Nangongyu's bookstore head office is located in the middle of Qinglong Street. In addition to the various books sold, there are a large number of treasures that he collected in recent years. Luo Qingying is going to look at it. There seems to be a case in his medical book that records a bizarre illness, perhaps recording the situation of the little emperor.

Luo Qingying and Nalan were not in a hurry at night, and slowly walked over, just spending some time on the road and enjoying the fun of shopping. If it was before, Luo Qingyi may also be interested in some shops with flower jewellery, but now she is basically staring at the little toys, interesting little things, all the way, thinking about what is fun, with Go home and give your son a donkey.

Standing in front of a hawker on the street, Luo Qingying took a rattle and shook his voice.

Sure enough, such gadgets are so popular in past lives and in this life. Luo Qingxiao smiled and said: "Nalan night, this is very fun, do you want to buy one?"

The seller looked at the business and quickly smiled: "Mrs. buy one, buy back to tease the little boy at home, fun is not expensive, ten money."

Nalan didn't say much at night, just looking at Luo Qing's smile, he was very satisfied. Touching the body, he took out a silver coin: "Just this."

When the vendor looked at it, he quickly said: "This... this son, this is too much, too much, and the small one can't find it."

"More rewards for you." Nalan did not care about the night, said faintly.

The lord was flattered and laughed and said: "Thank you, thank you, madam, thank you, pick two. I have something to look at here, and both take it."

The things on this stall are worth mentioning, nothing, basically all gadgets. Luo Qingying looked and took another pair of woodcarving dolls. The shape is cute, wearing a red apron, round face and round body, it looks very interesting.

I put it on a wooden shelf and shake it, and then stood up again, it turned out to be a tumbler toy.

"Nalan night, you see this is fun!" Luo Qingxiao laughed, and his son must be good, although it will not play now, it will be good in a few months, always buy it first. She hasn't been so relaxed and happy for a long time, and she is still in love with Nalan, and she buys little things for her son. Luo Qingyi is very happy.

Going all the way, the shops on the street are more than a few times, and the goods are dazzling. Luo Qingying holds a rattle in his hand and shakes his voice from time to time. The other hand grabbed the two tumblers. After a while, he was too hard to spare. He directly put the two tumblers in the hands of Nalan’s night.

She saw the stall in front of the candy gourd. An old man stood on the side of the road with a shelf full of candied haws. Luo Qingyi remembered her first time and the next month. Haoyue’s little girl likes to eat candied haws, sour and sweet tastes, almost every time I have to buy one or two to taste.

"Old man, how can this candy gourd be sold?" Luo Qingyi said while taking one.

"This lady, a bunch of money." The old man who bought the candied haws laughed.

Luo Qingyi looked back at Nalan’s night when she walked towards her. “Would you like to try it, sweet, not bad?” She said that she took a bite and found a few big money from her pocket. Put it in the hands of the old man, "I want two strings, and the rest don't have to be found."

Going to Luo Qing's face, Nalan saw her lips covered with sugar juice and smiled: "Look at what you eat, your mouth is."

"You also taste it." She handed a past.

Nalan hesitated at night, he never ate this kind of thing on the street, it seems not very elegant. Luo Qingying saw that he didn't move, and he snorted: "How, don't like it? Try it, you haven't eaten it, how do you know it's not good?"

Nalan’s night finally came over and hesitated for a moment before he took a bite on his lips.

This is a look of positive color, suddenly brows slightly wrinkled, and then stretched out again. He nodded and looked faint: "Slightly sour."

"Is it?" Luo Qingyi took another bite. "Where is it sour, it's sweet. It's still stained with sugar! This is sweet and sour, and it's appetizing. This string is mine, you will eat this skewer. Alright."

Nalan’s face suddenly changed.

"Eat after eating? But it's really sour." Nalan's night was light and repeated again.

Just now, he just showed no obvious performance. The dear King Chu can not afford to eat sour, so is it not to let this little woman laugh? Trying to taste nothing, let him finish eating, isn't it sour?

Luo Qingying responded: "Don't you be sour?"

Just now she saw Nalan night not much expression, I did not expect him to be afraid of eating a bunch of candied fruit gourd?

I couldn't help but laugh. Luo Qingyi pointed to Nalan's night and couldn't stop: "You are so scared of acid, won't you? How I never knew it before? You teased me to play?"

The old man who sold the candied fruit gourd was also taken seriously. He quickly said: "This son, the little man's candied haws, is the best hawthorn. After being made, it is absolutely sweet and sour, and it is not difficult to eat."

"Don't tell him." Luo Qingying looked at the old man with a look of fear, his brows were wrinkled, and smiled and said: "It seems that my husband is really not used to eating sour, it is not your sugar gourd. It is he who is not used to eating."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Then, next time I put a little more sugar, it may be sweeter."

Luo Qingyi casually said to the elderly: "In fact, you don't have to use all the haws. You can use some seasonal fruits, such as oranges, grapes, honeydew melons, right? What are the fruits? This is still a candied fruit, but it increases the variety of varieties and tastes more. Maybe your business will be better."

When the old man heard it, he was thinking there for a long time, but he suddenly realized it, and he was shocked and happy: "This... Didn’t the young man think of it before? Thank you, Miss, for your guidance. Thank you. When the old man goes back, he will change it. Try the fruit, thank you very much."

All the way to eat all the way, the sugar cane in the hands of Nalan's night is still in the belly of Luo Qingying, and the one in her hand is really incomplete, ready to stay in the night and stay up late.