Princess Sets Poison Again

Chapter 309: Will I? You'll Know Later

At night, Zixia Peak.

"Come out."

The **** glanced lightly into the air.

Liu Yan and Xing Yuan immediately appeared, and they both bowed together, "See Madam."

The white raccoon's eyes flashed lightly, and his eyebrows were raised slightly.

"You are planning to stay."

They looked down together, "Please let us stay."

Now that Grandpa is away, they have an obligation to protect his wife. If the wife has another accident, they will not be able to blame even death.

The **** groaned for a moment and nodded, "Then you stay."

Let them stay, he can rest assured.

The two were overjoyed, "Mrs. Xie."

The **** waved his hands wearily, "Back down, I'm going to rest."

"Yes."

The two heard the words and immediately disappeared.

The raccoon lay on the bed, watching the dim light ink grass on the windowsill, raised the corners of his lips, and slept asleep.

Mo Lingfeng, Yun Shaoning's room.

Yun Shaoning went to take a bath in the atrium, while Murong Xun lay down on the bed and habitually picked up the array book next to his pillow, but saw a few words pressed under the array book.

Thinking of Yun Shaoning's tense appearance during the day, Murong Yu curiously picked up a copy of the book and looked it up.

Seeing the explicit pictures in the textbook, Murong's handsome face instantly became dark.

By the time Yun Shaoning took a shower, Murong Ye had seen the last copy of the book.

"I've washed it, you ..."

Yun Shaoning got dressed and came out. When he saw the textbook in Murong's hand, his heart trembled, and he grabbed the textbook without thinking.

Where did Murong Yan give him his right hand?

"give me……"

Yun Shaoning couldn't get a little rushed, and rushed to the bed to grab a copy of the book, but was pressed down by Murong.

Yun Shaoning Jun's face turned red, but he still didn't give up grabbing the words.

Murong Yu didn't resist this time, and gave him the words in his hand.

But before Yun Shaoning was happy, Murong Min took another note out.

... Yun Shaoning completely lost his face, and took the book directly to his face.

Gosh, it's embarrassing to come and chop him tiredly, or to sew a piece of land.

It's all blame that the surname is Lan, and he was so sick and so sick, so he asked him to explain so much.

Looking at Yun Shaoning's shy look, Murong flashed a joke in his eyes and leaned down and licked the tip of his ear.

The crispy tingling sensation on the tip of the ear made Yun Shaoning's neck red.

"Where are you from?"

The low, dumb voice is very sexy.

Yun Shaoning discarded the text on his face, and did not want to hide it, and directly explained it.

"The last name is blue."

Murong Xu sank with a sullen expression and raised his eyes to stare at Yun Shaoning, "Why did he give you this?"

When Yun Shaoning thought of what Lan Yanyu said then, Jun's face blushed unconsciously.

Looking at Yun Shaoning's erratic eyes, Murong Yu felt sour in his heart, leaning over and biting at the corner of his lips.

"Don't miss him."

Yun Shaoning pursed his lips painfully, looking at Murong Yan's gloomy handsome face, and blinked peach blossom eyes in aggrief.

He was asking again, and he was not allowed to think.

Looking at Yun Shaoning's aggrieved expression, Murong frowned.

"Do you like him?"

The thought that he had looked at that person with affection before, his heart was blocked with sour cakes, and he wanted to be uncomfortable.

Yun Shaoning's eyes twitched unconsciously, "When did I like him?"

He's not sick, why do you like that pervert! And is he so non-specific?

The sour cake in my heart was loose, but my brows were still frowning.

"That's him ..."

"It's not what you think."

Before Murong's words were finished, he was directly interrupted by Yun Shaoning.

Yun Shaoning flushed his lips and pursed his lips, "It is he who thinks you, you ..."

"You" for a long time, Yun Shaoning just couldn't say.

Looking at Murong Yan's increasingly confused eyes, Yun Shaoning directly gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

"He didn't think you would, so he gave us these."

Hearing the words "you can't", Murong's handsome face was instantly dark.

"Will I? You'll know later."

The sound of gritting teeth sounded in the ear, Yun Shaoning opened his eyes sharply, "I didn't say ..."

"Well……"

Before Yun Shaoning's excuses were finished, he blocked his lips.

Late at night, Bai Yufeng, a dark shadow flashed into Murong Xuefei's room.

In the room, Murong Xuefei seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Leng Yihan walked gently to the front of the bed and looked at Murong Xuefei with affection.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, her delicate and beautiful face was softer under the silvery moonlight, her nose was firm, her lips were round and lovely, and her pale pink lips were slightly tilted, as if to seduce him. A pro-Fangze.

That night three years ago, he looked at her the same way. Compared with three years ago, she hasn't changed much, just a little bit more unsettled.

Seeing something, Murong Xuefei opened her eyes narrowly, but before she could see anything clearly, she was ordered to sleep.

Gently holding Murong Xuefei in her arms, Leng Yihan leaned down and kissed her delicate lips.

The soft touch and the familiar taste made Leng Yihan's heart tremble suddenly and closed his eyes slowly.

The dragonfly kissed with a little water, with countless thoughts and nostalgia.

Outside the house, Lan Yanyu was already impatient.

"Are you okay?"

A low-pitched voice passed into the room, and Leng Yihan reluctantly left Murong Xuefei's lips.

"Come in."

Hearing Leng Yihan's voice, Lan Yanyu immediately went through the window and entered the room.

Seeing that Leng Yihan was covering the quilt for Murong Xuefei, the blue frown frowned.

"You won't treat another little girl again ..."

In shock, Leng Yihan's gloomy eyes stopped abruptly.

Lan Yanyu swipes her lips and walks to Murong Xuefei to give her a diagnosis.

"and many more."

Lan Yanyu frowned and looked at Leng Yihan, but saw that he took a square cover from his arms to Murong Xuefei's wrist.

... Lan Yuyu narrowed her eyes with a black line.

This guy is really shameless. The person is not his, so it is protected.

Lan Yanyu looked angrily at Murong Xuefei across the handkerchief.

After a while, Lan Yanyu loosened Murong Xuefei's wrist and raised her hand to open Murong Xuefei's sleeve.

"and many more."

Leng Yihan grabbed Lan Yuyu's hand and kept him from moving.

Lan Yanyu turned black for a moment, "You're enough, but you still want me to consult."

Leng Yihan's eyes flickered lightly, and he unwillingly released Lan Yuyu's hand.

Lan Yanyu gently lifted Murong Xuefei's sleeve, and she saw a clear red line on her fair arm.

Lan Yan frowned frowningly, his face was dignified.

Leng Yihan also saw the red line and frowned doubtfully, "What is this?"

Lan Yanyu did not answer, and took a dagger and a small bronze cup directly from the storage ring.

Lan Yanyu gently cut open Murong Xuefei's wrist and took half a cup of blood.

Leng Yihan frowned, but did not stop.

After taking the blood, Lan Yanyu touched a box of ointment from her arms and threw it to Leng Yihan.

Leng Yihan took the ointment and carefully applied it to Murong Xuefei's wrist. The original **** wrist recovered instantly, without any trace.

Put Murong Xuefei's wrist into the quilt, and carefully slap the quilt for her.

Lan Yanyu took the small half cup of blood and smelled it, and her face became harder to look.

Seeing that Lan Yanyu's face was not good, Leng Yihan's heart burst sharply.

"how about it?"

"Go back and talk."

Lan Yanyu looked solemnly at Murong Xuefei, who was still sleeping, and took the lead to go out.

Leng Yihan frowned, turned around and glanced at Murong Xuefei, and flew out.

Back in the cold and cold room, Lan Yanyu directly put the bronze cup on the oil lamp.

Soon, the red blood in the small bronze cup squeaked, and after a while, a layer of white object floated on the red blood.

Looking at the unknown object in the red blood, frowned coldly and easily.

"what?"

"Ascaris."

Lan Yanyu answered expressionlessly, but the movements on her hands did not stop, still burning the blood in the cup.

"Ascaris?"

For a moment, Leng Yihan fell to the stool with his face down.

All the blood in the bronze cup was dried up, and then Lan Yuyu finally stopped.

Leng Yihan gasped and raised his eyes, "Is that right?"

Lan Yanyu nodded calmly, "Yes, she fell in love."

Unexpectedly, things were far worse than he thought.

Leng Yihan's eyes glowed red, and his breath thickened instantly.

It turned out that the tapeworms did not disappear in vain, but instead came to her body. Why is this happening? How many sins will God bear?

Leng Yihan squeezed his fist, only felt that every time he breathed, his heart would tingle.

Looking at Leng Yihan's self-blame and guilt, Lan Yanyu couldn't bear it, but couldn't say a word of comfort.

Three years ago, he was happy that he had somehow solved his feelings, but he didn't expect the truth to be like this.

Leng Yihan's eyes were red with red eyes, "Is there a solution?"

Lan Yanyu stared in shame, "If I can solve it, can you still take it for twenty years?"

Leng Yihan smiled sadly. Yes, the one who can solve that thing is dead.

"Is there a way to transfer them back to me?"

Lan Yuyu frowned. "I don't agree with you. I won't say if you can succeed. Even if you succeed, you will suffer three times more pain than before."

Leng Yihan sneered with ridicule, "What if I suffer three times as much pain, even ten times as much, that's what I deserve."

Lan Yanyu lowered her eyes and sighed lightly.

"It's useless to say now, you can't succeed until she doesn't fall in love with you."

"I will make her fall in love with me."

Leng Yihan frowned, his eyes flashing firm.

Even if it is only one day.

Looking at such a persistent cold and cold, Lan Yanyu smiled bitterly.

"It seems to her that losing her memory should be a good thing for you."

If people have no memory loss, I am afraid that no matter how hard this guy works, other girls will not like him.

Leng Yihan frowned. "Is it because of affection?"

Lan Yanyu raised her eyebrows. "This may not be because of love, or because the memory of that night is too painful and she has forgotten it."

For a moment, Leng Yihan's eyes faded again.