The reborn emperor, you are dismissed
Chapter 315 Dream 9 and Ji Yun
Chapter 315 Meng Jiu and Ji Yun
Anan pushed the wheelchair and came to the inner bedroom. The woman in the dark purple dress arched her hands expressionlessly: "Seventh Prince."
"Dream girl..."
"Dream Nine."
Ji Yun suffocated, and pursed his pale lips, his eyes were still gentle: "Miss Mengjiu, I'm sorry to trouble you."
I don't know why they have to confront each other about the address, Menghuai didn't want to say more, and took out the medicine bag directly.
Anan first brought a pot of charcoal fire, then lifted the blanket on his knees, squatted down and pulled up his trousers for the prince, revealing two straight legs.
Although it was broken for many years, it has been pressed and exercised all the time, and it has not shrunk. Apart from being pale and thin, it is not much different from ordinary men.
Meng Huai also pointed to an acupoint, and asked, "Are you conscious?"
It was so powerful that he frowned: "Well, it hurts."
She withdrew her fingers and unwrapped the medicine bag.
She was skeptical about the "pain".
A man who has self-harmed for several years, what pain can he complain about.
This person is good at concealing and disguising, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
In fact, even if the master chooses to cooperate with her, she still feels untrustworthy from the bottom of her heart.
"Ms. Mengjiu seems to have some prejudice against this king?" In an innocent tone.
She didn't answer, and according to Liang Cen's instructions, she stuck the pills on several acupoints, and then used her internal force to press.
This task may seem simple, but it actually requires full concentration and consumes a lot of energy.
After a while, thin sweat appeared on his forehead.
Ji Yun slightly closed his eyes, not disturbing her.
Half an hour later, after applying the pills to both legs, she adjusted her inner breath a little, and put down a paper bag:
"From today onwards, take it orally. Considering that it is inconvenient for you to decoct the medicine, the master specially ordered it to be made into pills."
The decoction will leave the dregs, so that interested people can find out.
"Thank you." He smiled harmlessly, "Miss Mengjiu has been working so hard, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea?"
"No need." She said lightly, "Mengjiu is following orders."
"Is it worth it for a girl to go through the wind and rain all the time for your master?" There was temptation hidden in his words.
Meng Huai narrowed her eyes: "Seventh Prince, be careful with your words."
After all, without even saying hello, he flew out of the yard.
Anan couldn't help asking: "Master Qi, why are you provoking this cold female hidden guard? Are you planning to take it for your own use?"
He shook his head: "Ah Nan, do you know that in this world, there is a kind of person who is very interesting, with a cold appearance, and will burst out with extreme enthusiasm when facing people who treat each other sincerely."
Anan was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
He lowered his eyes, suddenly took a step, and stood up.
"My lord! Can you..." Anan exclaimed.
With a thin figure wrapped in a loose robe, Ji Yun walked slowly to the window, and said to himself: "There is another kind of person who is kind and friendly on the outside, but on the inside..."
It has long since lost its temperature and lost its voice.
"What should I do, I'm envious of that Great Qi Monarch..." He murmured.
Loyal servant, sincere lover.
In comparison, what he has is too little, too little.
"A'nan, call Du Cheng."
When Du Cheng entered the room, Ji Yun had already sat back in the wheelchair, and his legs were covered with a thick blanket as usual.
"My lord." Du Cheng bowed respectfully.
Tall and strong, he is obviously a practicing family.
"It's been more than a year since you entered the palace?" He smiled.
"Returning to the prince, six months a year."
"Your martial arts are strong, and you have repelled the thieves many times. This king sees it. You are going to a place tomorrow, and you and Anan will go with you."
(End of this chapter)
Anan pushed the wheelchair and came to the inner bedroom. The woman in the dark purple dress arched her hands expressionlessly: "Seventh Prince."
"Dream girl..."
"Dream Nine."
Ji Yun suffocated, and pursed his pale lips, his eyes were still gentle: "Miss Mengjiu, I'm sorry to trouble you."
I don't know why they have to confront each other about the address, Menghuai didn't want to say more, and took out the medicine bag directly.
Anan first brought a pot of charcoal fire, then lifted the blanket on his knees, squatted down and pulled up his trousers for the prince, revealing two straight legs.
Although it was broken for many years, it has been pressed and exercised all the time, and it has not shrunk. Apart from being pale and thin, it is not much different from ordinary men.
Meng Huai also pointed to an acupoint, and asked, "Are you conscious?"
It was so powerful that he frowned: "Well, it hurts."
She withdrew her fingers and unwrapped the medicine bag.
She was skeptical about the "pain".
A man who has self-harmed for several years, what pain can he complain about.
This person is good at concealing and disguising, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
In fact, even if the master chooses to cooperate with her, she still feels untrustworthy from the bottom of her heart.
"Ms. Mengjiu seems to have some prejudice against this king?" In an innocent tone.
She didn't answer, and according to Liang Cen's instructions, she stuck the pills on several acupoints, and then used her internal force to press.
This task may seem simple, but it actually requires full concentration and consumes a lot of energy.
After a while, thin sweat appeared on his forehead.
Ji Yun slightly closed his eyes, not disturbing her.
Half an hour later, after applying the pills to both legs, she adjusted her inner breath a little, and put down a paper bag:
"From today onwards, take it orally. Considering that it is inconvenient for you to decoct the medicine, the master specially ordered it to be made into pills."
The decoction will leave the dregs, so that interested people can find out.
"Thank you." He smiled harmlessly, "Miss Mengjiu has been working so hard, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea?"
"No need." She said lightly, "Mengjiu is following orders."
"Is it worth it for a girl to go through the wind and rain all the time for your master?" There was temptation hidden in his words.
Meng Huai narrowed her eyes: "Seventh Prince, be careful with your words."
After all, without even saying hello, he flew out of the yard.
Anan couldn't help asking: "Master Qi, why are you provoking this cold female hidden guard? Are you planning to take it for your own use?"
He shook his head: "Ah Nan, do you know that in this world, there is a kind of person who is very interesting, with a cold appearance, and will burst out with extreme enthusiasm when facing people who treat each other sincerely."
Anan was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
He lowered his eyes, suddenly took a step, and stood up.
"My lord! Can you..." Anan exclaimed.
With a thin figure wrapped in a loose robe, Ji Yun walked slowly to the window, and said to himself: "There is another kind of person who is kind and friendly on the outside, but on the inside..."
It has long since lost its temperature and lost its voice.
"What should I do, I'm envious of that Great Qi Monarch..." He murmured.
Loyal servant, sincere lover.
In comparison, what he has is too little, too little.
"A'nan, call Du Cheng."
When Du Cheng entered the room, Ji Yun had already sat back in the wheelchair, and his legs were covered with a thick blanket as usual.
"My lord." Du Cheng bowed respectfully.
Tall and strong, he is obviously a practicing family.
"It's been more than a year since you entered the palace?" He smiled.
"Returning to the prince, six months a year."
"Your martial arts are strong, and you have repelled the thieves many times. This king sees it. You are going to a place tomorrow, and you and Anan will go with you."
(End of this chapter)
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