Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

"Ah!" Shuofeng suddenly widened his eyes and remembered.

"All right."

Before he could say why, he was interrupted by dongjinlin's mellow voice.

The cool purple eyes glanced at the new wind. The new wind suddenly had no sound. They retreated to one side and looked at the nose, nose and heart.

Dongjinlin stretched out his hand to pick up the tea on the table and took a sip. The curling heat came from his fingertips. Even if it was just this meager temperature, it would make him feel better. "It's all an old problem. I've been used to it for a long time. You two don't be surprised here. Do what you should do."

"But master -" what else does doctor song want to say.

Dongjinlin lightly raised his hand and said, "go to Prince Ning's residence and see what happened to Ning Rou for me."

Doctor song sighed, "well, I'll leave the prescription first."

"There are similar tonic herbs on the left and right. I'm about to drink and vomit." dongjinlin spread his hand.

Doctor song looked solemnly on the floor and said, "you have to drink if you vomit! Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for disease!"

Shuofeng nodded in agreement.

Dongjinlin smiled bitterly, "OK, if you want to keep the prescription, just stay."

It's my business whether to drink medicine or not.

Of course, doctor song also heard the second half of the unspoken lines that dongjinlin didn't say. He was unhappy on his face, but he couldn't do anything. He honestly wrote the prescription and photographed it to Shuofeng, who gave Shuofeng a warning look, "the next thing is about you."

Shuofeng coughed and pretended not to understand.

After the doctor song finished his explanation, he hurried away from king Lin's house.

After leaving Shuofeng to stand in place for a while, he picked up the prescription in his arms and folded it carefully. "Wang Ye, doctor Song said you were cold. Is it possible that you are in the Palace -"

After thinking about it, it was only during the time when the prince entered the palace that he was inconvenient to follow.

Dongjinlin waved faintly, "go and get the medicine."

The new wind choked, swallowed the unfinished words behind, hugged his fist and answered, "yes."

In a flash, the shadow disappeared.

……

Luo Yunran spent a day in her room. The next morning, before dawn, she had opened her eyes.

Then draw water, wash and wear.

I was really upset when I got my hair.

She is really not good at this ancient complex hairstyle. Although she has always been known as the "hand of God", any exquisite hand operation should not be a big problem for her.

But at that time, compared with what interested her, she didn't like to spend much time tossing her hair.

So he simply put his hands together, didn't take complicated steps, and picked a red ribbon.

Straight to a crisp long ponytail.

Such a tie, the hair is still very long, and the back falls directly to the waist, but Luo Yun's slap face and exquisite and beautiful facial features have been completely exposed without any cover.

The original owner always has low self-esteem and cares about this birthmark on his face, so he always leaves some hair to cover up that half of his face.

But she probably didn't know a word called "to cover up".

The more she cares, the more she doesn't want others to see, but the easier it is for others to pay attention.

I don't know if I'm used to living in a dark corner.

Whether you are used to it or not, everything has to be changed when you come to her.

Tidy up, Luo Yunran opens the door and goes out. The gate of the palace is not open yet. When the guard sees someone coming out, they stay for a while and wake up, "who is it?"