Jin Luoluo was turning to a page in it and was talking about a certain son who went whoring and was chased all over the street by his wife, she almost had a stomachache from laughing, so she hummed and pretended to be in pain.

"Aww~~Ah~~It hurts~~Just wait a little longer."

After a while.

"Jin Luoluo, the banquet is about to begin, are you alright?"

"It's still a little bit close, just wait a little longer, ouch~~" Jin Luoluo continued to read the magazine with relish. [

"My lord, Miss Yang is looking for you everywhere, saying that she has a bit of a headache today, and she is afraid to trouble the queen, so she wants to use your medicated oil to wipe her forehead." A palace maid suddenly came to report.

After hearing this, Xiao Che hesitated for a moment, and said to Jin Luoluo who was inside: "I have something to go first, after you finish things quickly, go directly to the banquet, don't delay the time, otherwise you will have a good time."

"Oh, I'll hurry up."

Jin Luoluo snorted coldly inside, she didn't expect that Sao Baxing still had some genuine affection for that pretentious woman.

But want her to look good?I don't know who is more embarrassing for a while.

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"Ruoyao, hasn't your headache recurred for a long time? Why is it happening again? Use this medicated oil first."

Xiao Che saw that Yang Ruoyao's face was slightly pale, and her slightly haggard look became weaker and weaker, he couldn't help feeling pity in his heart, and his voice softened.

"I don't know. Recently, I suddenly committed another crime. When I was a child, I was studying with the palace. When I had a headache, I didn't dare to tell the master. I was afraid that others would say that I was troublesome. At that time, you brought me here every time and wiped it for me. Medicinal oil, Che, I really miss that time, how carefree and childhood sweetheart."

An innocent smile appeared on Yang Ruoyao's face, and the smile on her lips became bitter at the end.

Xiao Che felt dejected, dipped his fingers in medicated oil, pressed on her temples, and rubbed gently.

"The past will never come back, and I don't want to go back to the days when I was a child. At that time, my mother was just a little noble before she became a queen. We were not favored, and life was not satisfactory. It is not like now, no longer No one dares not to take us seriously.”

He, Xiao Che, is a person who always strives for improvement, and he will not be nostalgic for those past times.

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