The code name of this palace is 007: Wangye, if you have a kind, you will be singled out

Chapter 332 Whether you are angry or not, fate is there [20]

Lan Yu looked at Mo Yuxuan's clothes that were blown back and forth by the wind, and frowned slightly. He took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, walked quickly against the wind and snatched it to Mo Yuxuan's side, silently holding the porcelain bottle to his hand. hand over.

Inside the porcelain bottle was the wound medicine that Mo Xuanjian had given her not long ago.

Although Mo Xuanjian did not mention whether the medicine was precious when he gave it to her, but only told her to take it if she was injured by the shock, but Lan Yu knew very well that the medicine in this porcelain bottle was definitely not money. Measurable!
Because, there is only one pill in this beautifully crafted porcelain bottle!
A good wound medicine is almost equal to a life when necessary!

The red clothes on Mo Yuxuan's back were drenched with blood, and the blood was still spreading. These injuries were caused by the gravel flying in the wind just now. The force of the impact was absolutely no less than a master's full blow. Mo Yuxuan just used his back to block all the stones for her. He should have suffered internal injuries to some extent!

Ordinarily, if she hadn't been seriously injured, she would never have taken it lightly, but now she handed it to the shameless evildoer who was angry with him without hesitation!
Faced with her sudden approach, Mo Yuxuan quickly dodged to the side almost based on his experience of being attacked many times in the past. Halfway through the movement, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't provoked a beautiful woman.
Lan Yu looked at Mo Yuxuan's flowing dodge, was startled for a moment, then immediately understood, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, but the fingers holding the porcelain bottle suddenly retracted: "It seems that the third prince doesn't need it."

"need!"

Before Lan Yu could withdraw her hand, Mo Yuxuan grabbed it firmly, and regardless of what Lan Yu was holding, he ruthlessly pulled out the porcelain bottle from her fingertips: "This is the first time I give something to the prince. How can you take it back!"

Yin Luo, although his face was a little embarrassed by the wind and sand, he smiled brightly, holding the porcelain bottle in front of Lan Yu, shaking his eyebrows slantingly, and said leisurely: "Xiao Yu'er, is this a good idea?" A token of love?"

Seeing Lan Yu frowning silently, with a look of disapproval, Mo Yuxuan quickly stood up straight before she could tease her, and instead of waiting for her answer, he checked what Lan Yu gave him.

(End of this chapter)