Su Ruotang stood beside Sheng Han, holding a blue and white porcelain medicine bowl in his hand.
As the door opened, an indescribable bitter smell instantly spread in the private room.
With an extremely arrogant attitude, he drove away the aroma of food.
Ding Yuxi's expression froze for a moment.
The meat in his chopsticks fell onto the plate with a clatter.
His whole body was completely broken: "No, is the medicine I prescribed so bitter?"
Sheng Han stared at him with cold eyes: "You still have the nerve to say that? I almost died of suffering!"
"From now on, you will prescribe the medicine yourself and prepare the medicine yourself."
Ding Yuxi touched her nose and muttered in a low voice, "Aren't you guys rushing to get there..."
As early as the moment Su Ruotang came in, Gu Shuya pressed the back of Fu Beixian's neck.
He forced him to lower his head, stuffed a round ball into his mouth, and threatened in a low voice, "Shut up and eat, and don't raise your head."
Su Ruotang looked at Mo Jinming and frowned slightly, "Second brother, who did you just say you were saving?"
Mo Jinming looked at him with complicated colors in his eyes.
There is only one fairy grass...
If she died...
Thinking of this, the color in his eyes suddenly froze.
What was he thinking about?
His siblings saved him, but he had such vicious thoughts!
He opened his mouth with difficulty: "Brothers and sisters..."
Su Ruotang glanced at him without thinking much, thinking that he was worried about Mo Ronyan's eyes.
She put the medicine bowl in her hand next to Mo Ronyan, took his hand and put it on the bowl, "Drink the medicine. Brother Shengda will give you a few injections in a while, and you will regain your sight tomorrow."
A few needles...
Mo Ronyan's forehead twitched: "Can you not get an acupuncture?"
He was really afraid of the deep-sea silver needle in his wife's hand.
Although the effect is good, the pain when pierced into the flesh is dozens of times stronger than ordinary silver needles.
Su Ruotang smiled and said: "Okay..."
Mo Rongyan's eyebrows raised: "As a husband, you know that, madam..." It's best.
Before he finished speaking, Su Ruotang continued to say two light syllables, "That's weird."
After saying this, she grabbed Mo Ronyan's wrist and started to feel for his pulse.
Mo Ronyan curled his fingertips slightly and said with a normal expression, "Madam, you have peeled off the skin on my husband's wrists."
Su Ruotang glanced at Mo Jinming and Tan Zhixi, who had stiff expressions, confusion flashing in his eyes.
There was still a smile on his face, and he said teasingly, "Aren't I afraid that if you die young, no one will buy me jade?"
She noticed that when she said this, their expressions changed slightly.
Although it only took a moment to return to normal, this was not normal.
Mo Ronyan's tone was pretending to be sad: "It turns out that Madam only sees me as a tool to make money."
Su Ruotang smiled and said: "Bingo, if you answered correctly, you will carve a new hairpin for me as a reward."
Mo Rongyan said with a warm smile, "Okay."
Not noticing the abnormality in Mo Ronyan's pulse, Su Ruotang withdrew his hand, thinking that he might be paranoid.
She didn't notice anything wrong from the stars in the sky.
Thinking about it, when the little girl sent flowers before, she must have asked the wrong question.
But deep down, there was an indescribable feeling of depression.
...
After returning to the room, Su Ruotang took off the gauze from Mo Rongyan's eyes and gave him acupuncture.
"I'll give you the medicine according to Ding Yuxi's prescription later. You should be able to see it tomorrow." Su Ruotang gently covered Mo Ronyan with red silk.
A slight smile appeared on Mo Ronyan's lips: "Thanks to my thick skin that day at Qingling Temple, I was able to marry such a virtuous and beautiful lady."
It’s just that I can’t accompany you on the road to the future.
I'm sorry, Xiao Haitang.
Su Ruotang raised her red lips and said in a sweet tone with a hint of arrogance, "Humph, you know how good I am, then serve me well."
"As ordered, Madam, I will serve you to my satisfaction..." Mo Ronyan's clear and smooth voice, like the spring wind in March, stirred up tingling feelings in Su Ruotang's heart.
Her face turned slightly red and she squeaked, "Not serious."
Mo Rongyan rubbed and held her little hand.
The little jade cat hanging from her wrist left a slight chill on the back of her hand, "For my husband... I am only not serious with my wife."
Su Ruotang's beautiful peach blossom eyes widened slightly: "Mo Rongyan, your plan to banish an immortal has failed!"
Exiled immortal character design?
what is that?
Mo Rongyan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Madam, do you like the one who has collapsed, or the one who has not collapsed?"
Su Ruotang: "..."
The heat on her face grew stronger.
Well.
The banished immortal with an unbreakable personality is cold and hard to approach.
The character is expelled from the immortal world, and it confuses and captivates people's hearts.
she likes......
Broken.
Grounded.
The rich and handsome male Daji really couldn’t refuse! !
Su Ruotang put her little hand on Mo Rongyan's chest: "Don't go into heat in the middle of the night..."
Mo Ronyan hugged her slender waist and leaned back, "Madam, it's late at night, it's time to rest."
Being hugged by Mo Rongyan, with the familiar scent of cedar lingering in his breath, Su Ruotang gradually relaxed and fell asleep.
Feeling the third prince's shallow breathing, he slowly opened his eyes.
The rich and elegant fragrance of crabapple fills the nose.
He slowly tightened his grip around Su Ruotang's waist.
He was so unwilling.
He and Xiao Haitang had only known each other for a few months.
Can he wait for her on the Naihe Bridge?
He was afraid of waiting until she came down holding hands with other men.
And I was afraid of waiting until she came down alone.
After a long silence, his fingertips landed on Su Ruotang's sleeping point.
He opened the quilt and fumbled out of bed.
Just as he opened the door, a faint voice came, "Have you decided?"
