Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Yaowang Valley, Yaoshan.

There are rare and precious herbs everywhere.

Only on a small piece of land with some weeds, there are several wine jars on it at the moment.

Young words come with only euphemism.

This is the medicine field on the medicine mountain. The rules are the same as in the past. People who are not allowed to come in.

But young words are not restricted by rules.

"Well, now there are only two of us here. You can drink as you like. But then again, Wanxi, how much do you drink? "

She used to have a poor constitution.

Now I've changed my body. Can I make some progress? In fact, I don't know how to quit young.

What's more, she didn't know how many degrees the wine in Yaowang's valley was.

Nian Wan Xi shakes her head, saying that she doesn't know, "I used to drink very little, but I don't know. But it's not going to be good either. "

Basically, they are not allowed to drink, so I don't know what the quality and quantity of wine are.

"That's right. Now we're half a dozen." While speaking, young words directly opened the wine jar in his hand.

The fragrance of the wine in it seems to be mixed with some medicinal fragrance.

It smells refreshing.

Even Wanxi was interested in it. "Sister Qing, what kind of wine is this? Why does it smell like herbal medicine?"

Young words only put the wine jar on the tip of his nose and smelled it slowly.

She could almost smell the herbs in it.

It's just the taste of the wine. It's a little strong.

Young CI took the wine jar a little farther, calming the feeling of dizziness.

"It's medicinal wine, but it's not low for me. You should drink less."

However, he has not yet finished his speech.

The wine jar in her hand was snatched by Wanxi directly, and she began to drink it in front of the bottle.

I choked myself with water.

Keep coughing.

It's wine. It's spicy.

By the smell of wine and medicine, Wan Xi's tears came out again.

This time, it can't stop

Looking at this kind of euphemism, young CI seems to feel the same way, and doesn't persuade her to drink less.

It's just the wine in my hand that hasn't moved yet.

But looking at Wan Xi, she gives herself a mouthful from time to time.

"Xiaoxi, it will be better to cry."

So there's no one here, and nobody's going to see it.

You can cry as much as you like.

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the other side.

In the pharmacy.

The momentum between Junling and niangyang Zhuo seems to be some despotic swords.

At this moment, all the people who had been guarding outside the house stood at the gate of the yard, and no one dared to approach.

One is the master of the valley, the other is the emperor of Xiliang.

When these two people meet, where is the existence that ordinary people can afford?

"Emperor, you'd better not force me, or I will take xiaoqingci away." Every year Zhuo seems to be angry, some gnashing teeth.

So when I speak at the moment, my voice seems to be squeezed out of my throat.

The heart is a little bit bottomless.

He sent so many people and thought of so many ways, but he still failed to stop this man from entering the house.

Unfortunately, xiaoqingci is not willing to follow him far away.

As long as you are in the Yaowang Valley, the Junling seems to be haunted.

"I won't give you this chance." Jun Ling is not weak.

All respect and courtesy to Mr. Zhuo is just because he is a relative of Qingci.

But this is only limited to that he will not affect the relationship between himself and Qingci, otherwise, no matter who he is, he will not be soft hearted.