The First Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty-Six Chapters of the Prosperous Woman, Do You Wear Books? (Thirty-Three)

"The slave is under the will of the Seventh Lord. Fourth Lord, you can't let me deceive the Lord, right? Isn't this killing the slave?"

Luo Xining just wanted to laugh.

A worried heart?

She didn't see it at all.

Luo Xining held the medicine bowl diligently, looked at the medicine, took a deep breath, and almost didn't spit it out.

"Fourth Prince, the good medicine is bitter and beneficial to the disease, so you can drink it." The servant advised.

Luo Xining gritted his teeth, held the bowl of medicine, and drank it as if he were dying.

The entrance is full of bitterness.

Those medicines seemed to have souls and automatically slipped into Luo Xining's mouth.

Disgusting taste.

Luo Xining thought that he didn't care about his image, clasped the table tightly with one hand, and retched on the side.

Can't spit out anything.

When the servant saw Luo Xining's appearance, his brows twitched and he took a step back consciously, his heart pounding.

What kind of medicine did the Seventh Lord give?

It looks so brutal.

The servant's gaze towards Luo Xining was already filled with sympathy.

at last,

The servant returned home with a smile on his face.

Luo Xining drank water and rinsed his mouth again and again, but he couldn't dispel the bitterness in his mouth.

Luo Xining's bitter tears flowed out, clutching the corner of her skirt tightly, hating her heart to death

Jiubai!

She took a sip, slapped her heart with one hand, and retched so violently that she almost wanted to spit out her lungs.

When Luo Xining let go again, the corners of the clothes were already wrinkled, and they were not wrinkled.

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Seven Palaces,

The servant returned to the study room and respectfully reported: "My lord, this slave has watched the fourth lord finish drinking the medicine, and there is not a drop left."

Dianbai leaned there casually, his slender and fair hands casually flipped through the book, heard the words, and responded.

It seems indifferent.

"Okay, let's go out." She said lazily, her voice was very low, almost emotionless, but it sounded good as always.

"Yes." The servant was very respectful and stepped back.

medicine.

Ranbai tutted, and supported her fair and delicate jaw with one hand, her eyes dark and unclear.

"Host,

you are awesome! "

"Huh?" Ranbai raised his eyebrows with interest.

"The hatred of outsider Luo Xining has risen to fifty-five percent." Fengluo said.

"Oh."

After getting an absent-minded answer from Ranbai, Feng Luo continued to speak quietly: "The hostess' hatred value has also risen to 67%."

Anger / flip the table (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

The hatred of the heroine is higher than that of outsiders!

The original heroine's hatred value was only 41%.

Now……

Sealed: angry cry

"So what?" Ranbai asked in a moderate tone.

Feng Luo: "..."

The other party doesn't want to talk to you, thank you.

Ranbai smiled lightly, and threw the book in her hand on the table at will. She got up and left the study.

night.

Darkness shrouded Nvzun Nation, and the pitch-black night almost swallowed people.

A silver moon hangs in the dark blue sky, exuding a cold light, a faint moonlight, cold and strange.

Very quiet at night.

Only the symphony of music played by insects can be heard, twittering and rustling.

Exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

The Palace of the Four Kings is shrouded in darkness.

Luo Xining's bedroom.

now,

It's a quarter to eleven.

Luo Xining was on the bed, frowning tightly, looking uneasy, looking like she was having a nightmare.

A slender figure quietly appeared in the room.

The cold silver moonlight swayed on his body lightly, setting off his handsome and lazy side, clean and cool temperament, which was particularly touching.