Madam Dihao is not good

Later, after living in the palace, Bai Yunshang knew that only the bodyguards, attendants and guards around Mo Liuyuan would circulate this kind of gold coins.This also means that the owner of this bookstore is from Mo Liuyuan

The small bookstore is quiet and deserted, with no staff.

Same as last time, only the fat boss is playing walnut in front of the cash register.

"Crack" Bai Yunshang patted the sign representing her identity on the table in front of the fat boss.

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Light white fingers wrapped the gauze round and round, and gently tied the knot.

The palace is underground, in the dark, never seeing the sun, so there are always bright and dazzling lights in the palace.

Under the tens of millions of lights, Mo Liuyuan's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, his face is white porcelain, and his eyes are lowered to look at her wound, making his eyelashes particularly long and thick.

Such a man is like a prince who doesn't eat fireworks in the world. Any woman will be fascinated when she sees him.

Bai Yunshang absolutely dare not imagine that what lives in his body is already the soul of a devil.

After the wound was bandaged, Bai Yunshang moved her arm: "Okay, thank you."

Mo Liuyuan cleaned up the utensils, and immediately a maid came over with a golden basin. His bloody hands were soaked in the water, and he gently washed and wiped them.

Another maid held a towel and dried his hands for him.

The pale and beautiful hands, no matter how clean they were washed, their fingers were still bloody!

Bai Yunshang stared blankly, until a maid knocked on the door and said, "Young master has already taken the medicine and just fell asleep."

Bai Yunshang immediately stood up and said, "I'll go see him."

Mo Liuyuan got up immediately, and said calmly, "I'll accompany you."