The young man gave up.

Jiang Wanrou's heart suddenly hung up.

Leng Leng looked at the person in front of.

Young CI glanced back at her back and motioned for her maid to go out.

The maid understood and bowed away.

Closed the house by the way.

Young CI sat down directly opposite Jiang Wanrou, pointed to the small medicine bag in her hand, and lowered her voice slightly, "the side concubine must be more clear than the little one. If you want to have a baby with the prince, you must first have skin ties with it. I don't know if the side concubine can do it

What happened in the boudoir was told so frankly in front of his face.

Jiang Wanrou is still a little shy.

I don't know what to say with my head down.

Young words can not be patient to see her shy here, "side imperial concubine, I am a doctor, this matter in front of small, do not need such taboo."

They already want the prince's children. What's wrong with this kind of thing?

Jiang Wanrou's face turned white, as if she had thought of something.

It's a little ugly.

"You can see the prince, but the prince has been there for a long time..." Jiang Wanrou is halfway there.

I didn't go on.

It's almost what she thought.

Young words sneer at the bottom of my heart.

She really thought that when she arrived at the prince's house, she would be able to live the good life she wanted.

Dream.

Si Tianyou never took her seriously.

However, such Schadenfreude, young words naturally did not put on the face.

Instead, he took out a letter from the medicine box, pointed to the days above, and said, "these days, you can find your own way to get along with the prince alone. I'll figure out from your body the days that are good for pregnancy

"The medicine bag I just gave you is colorless and tasteless. You can light it on the incense in your room. As for the next thing, I don't need to teach you."

Don't talk about incense.

The medicine she concocted.

Even a little is enough to achieve the goal.

Jiang Wanrou is more anxious than her, this matter, do not need her to tell, oneself will be anxious to do well.

Young CI slightly bowed his head, did not go to see Jiang Wanrou's eyes.

The corners of his lips seem to have a smile.

Jiang Wanrou slowly closed her hand and clenched the small paper bag in her hand.

Remembering the days when the young man said, "thank you very much. What happened just now is that my concubine has been offended. "

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

Jiang Wanrou understood this truth for the time being.

It is said in the mouth, but under the hand, it is the small package of medicine to pinch dead.

The fingertips would like to pinch into the palm.

Princess!

The year of Qin!

Soon!

As long as she is pregnant with the prince's child, the prince's house will be her world!

Young words quietly look at Jiang Wanrou's hatred.

Look away slightly.

Pretending to find nothing.

Self care to clean up their own medicine box, "when you do this, small then, will come to take care of your pulse."

Then he got up and left.

This prince's mansion is not a place where she can stay more.

It's better to leave earlier.

Jiang Wanrou didn't stop him, so he left the prince's house by the side door.

Everything was quiet.

A little bit farther.

The young man couldn't help but look back.

Looking at the prince's house disappearing behind him.

A smile rose from the corner of his lips.

In fact, it's only now. It's just started

Jiang Wanrou, I will wait and see!

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