Chapter 91

The news that xuankun brings back makes Murong Yifei suspicious. He doesn't even see anyone. It's a child who comes out to block him. This must be Liu Xinmei's mystery.

"Come on, change the king's clothes." Since xuankun couldn't get in, he went to see who could stop him.

"My Lord, the princess is ill." Xuankun thought that Wang Ye didn't understand what he said.

"Yes, I went to see the doctor." No one can refute Murong Yifei's reason.

Well, whatever you want! But how about a patient?

Murong Yifei's daily clothes are mostly black and white, and only a few of them are slightly bright. They are prepared to attend some grand and festive occasions. Xuankun brought five or six sets of clothes for him to choose from. Lord an wore a long white shirt with light blue patterns on the cuffs and the bottom, which made his tall figure more attractive.

Xuankun secretly said: Lord, are we going to see a doctor? I thought you were going to travel in full clothes!

"The Lord has arrived." There are still dozens of meters away from the gate of smoke Pavilion. Xuankun stops drinking loudly.

Although the people inside heard it, the willow leaves were not there, and no one dared to welcome them out.

Liu Xinmei also heard that, and there was a sarcastic smile on his lips. He really kept his promise. In fact, none of them had forgotten the seven day agreement. He had come to fulfill his promise.

"Willow leaf, go out to welcome you! It's impossible for me to look like this. I'm top heavy and I can't get up. " Liu Xinmei was three points weaker than she was just now. What she did was acting.

Xiaoyu also went out with her. She didn't have the courage to stay here.

"Father." Looking at xuankun with dissatisfaction, he said that his mother was ill and could not disturb her rest. Did he not make it clear, or did Xuan Shiwei forget to tell his father?

Where did this kid get so much hostility? Murong Yifei is a little depressed. What kind of mother teaches what kind of son, their mother and son are equally indifferent to him!

"I have seen the Lord." Willow leaves kneel down.

"Where is your master?" Murong Yifei asked from a commanding position.

"Back to the prince, the princess was drenched in the rain yesterday and was not ill at all." Liu ye'er bit his lip. I don't know whether the Lord's trip is a blessing or a curse.

"Don't you think you can stand it? Why did you fall in a cold? " Murong Yifei said coolly.

Liu ye'er's heart is like a deer bumping into each other. After that, the Lord is holding a grudge and is coming to embarrass the princess.

"Forgive me, Lord. I always take care of you badly." Liu ye'er only hopes that she can take some responsibility for the princess.

Murong Yifei felt that he would inevitably lower his identity by arguing with a girl, so he waved generously: "get up, since I'm sick, I'll go and have a look."

Liu ye'er stands up timidly and goes to make a curtain. He asks the king to go in and looks at the mysterious world with his searching eyes. Xuankun just had a bitter smile. It's hard to guess the king's mind. He is really not a worm in the Lord's stomach. He can guess everything.

Liu Xinmei knew that he had come in, but he was lazy and looked at him at the head of the bed. He didn't even mean to move.

Looking at each other for a long time, Murong Yifei finally stepped over and stood a foot in front of the bed. Her narrow eyes looked at her with keen interest. Perhaps it was because of the fever that her plain white face was stained with a trace of red, but it was just a little bit delicate. The black eye son also does not turn to stare at him, the facial expression has no half minute fear. Because of the angle of view, he had to look up.

"Sick?" He grinned.

"Well." She nodded generously.

"Isn't it easy for people with low lives to survive?" There was no temperature in his tone.

"Do you think I can't make it?" She may be tired, holding her jaw in her hand, stubbornly holding on.

"Just a typhoid fever." He said scornfully.

"Just a typhoid fever." She didn't take it to heart.

"Liu Xinmei, when are you going to repay the debt you owe me?" As soon as such shameless words were uttered, xuankun immediately stepped aside and directly took the willow leaves out. It's not suitable for children, although they are adults.

Should come after all or come, some things and some people are doomed to hide also can't hide. Liu Xinmei is still smiling, but the bottom of her heart despises the man in front of her. Even a patient is not let go, or is he not a human being?

Very simply lie down, she herself to remove the clothes on her body, a pair of you for the knife, I for fish appearance, but in the heart of Murong Yifei's ancestor 18 generations of greetings.

A hand, thin brocade was re wrapped her body, Murong Yifei asked in a deep voice: "what do you do?"

Liu Xinmei rolled a big white eye, please, did not bring the brain out, also did not take the eye? Don't pretend to be a virgin, mother, I don't know I'm still a virgin, but she's really innocent, OK?

The body under brocade quilt trembles slightly, say not nervous do not fear, that is bluffing, but she still said with a hard mouth: "pay off the debt! You don't have to worry about it every day. "Murong Yifei choked. Er, who cares about it every day? Can't this woman's mouth be so poisonous?

"Take good care of yourself. I don't like a piece of wood." Murong Yifei has some kind of repudiation.

You are the wood, your whole family is wood! Liu Xinmei secretly scolded and secretly congratulated that her innocence could be saved for the time being.

Her face was flushed, and though it had nothing to do with lust, he couldn't help tightening his throat and quietly swallowing his saliva. This woman, out of more and more charm, suddenly do not want to let her go in vain, can see can not eat, always have to pay a price.

"Take care of it as soon as possible. If you owe it to me, I will recover it with interest." He said maliciously that Huang Shiren, who had taken off the door to ask for debts.

Is this going to be a 7-year-old? Liu Xinmei is really not sure that she can bear this pair of small body. Tightly wrapped into a dumpling, she said stiffly: "you do not want, why should I pay interest? Don't even think about it

Murong Yifei can't help laughing. Is this woman challenging his patience? The big hand covered her forehead, obviously felt the delicate body a shock, ha ha, this is afraid of ah, just not hard gas very?

He reached out his hand and raised her chin. He keenly caught the panic in her eyes. He said with a smile: "do you think that this king is so unbearable to bear the joy of this sick and weak body?"

Qingling's eyes glared at him, and she asked, "no? Isn't the Lord always fond of bullying

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