Dijun, your cute concubine bit someone again

Chapter 1051 Xuanhuang's Sealed Memory
Lan Ling and Xuan Huang left, only Jin Meier and Xueyi were left here, Jin Meier was a woman who dared to love and hate, she stared at Xueyi with her beautiful eyes.

"I don't need you to help me with the medicine. Now that the deal is over, we have nothing to do with you anymore. Let me go."

Xue Yi frowned: "Do you think I still want to have anything to do with you? You don't even look at your current appearance. I let you go, and you can't even get up when you fall on the ground. I'm a good person and help you The wound on your body has been medicated, and you should leave as soon as you recover."

Jin Meier said angrily: "It has nothing to do with you if I can't get up, Xue Yi, let me go, I, Jin Meier, don't want you to take medicine even if I die."

Xueyi directly picked up Jin Meier and brought her into the room.

Xue Yi kicked the door shut, and after a while, Jin Meier's scream and Xue Yi's angry voice came from inside.

"Xueyi, you bastard, who will allow you to take off my clothes? Get out, get out of here."

Seeing the shocking whip wounds on Jin Meier's body, Xue Yi shrank his pupils, grabbed Jin Meier's wrist, and pressed him on the bed.

"You don't want to take medicine if you are so injured? If you want to die, don't die on my bed."

"Xueyi, you're such an asshole, I won't die on your bed."

This night, this room, I'm afraid there must be some troubles...

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At this moment, Lan Ling is in Xuan Huang's room.

Xuan Huang sat on the chair and offered the bed to Lan Ling.

"Ling'er, it's almost dawn now, you should hurry up and rest!"

She didn't sleep for almost a day and a night, and Lan Ling was really tired. Thinking of the painting in her sleeve, let's talk about it after waking up!Besides, Xuan Huang is also tired, isn't he?

"Brother Xuan, I slept in your bed, where do you sleep? Could it be that you want to sleep on a chair?"

Seeing Xuan Huang sitting on the chair, Lan Ling seemed to guess his plan.

"There is nothing wrong with this chair. When I was in Xuanmen, I used to meditate on the chair until dawn. This is a way of cultivation."

What else did Lan Ling want to say?Xuan Huang's hands were already shining like lotus flowers, placed on both thighs, eyes closed, and entered a state of meditation.

Lan Ling did not make a sound to disturb Xuan Huang, took off her shoes and went to bed, picked up the quilt and covered her body, the quilt had a faint fragrance, this was the scent from Xuan Huang's body, Lan Ling was very familiar with it, she smelled it quietly, she felt inexplicable Feeling a sense of intimacy, she closed her eyes, that feeling of intimacy became stronger, and after a while, she fell into a deep sleep.

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The next day, Lan Ling didn't wake up until the afternoon.

Xuan Huang was no longer in the room, Lan Ling lifted the quilt, got out of the bed and put on her shoes, opened the door, the outside sun was shining on her face, Lan Ling raised her arms to cover the glare of the sun.

"Ling'er, are you awake? Are you hungry? Brother Xuan brought you delicious food."

Xuan Huang's voice like broken jade was gentle and elegant. He was walking towards Lan Ling with a food box in his hand. Sunshine sprinkled on his painted face, like countless bright diamonds, very beautiful.

Lan Ling gradually got used to the glare of the sun, and when she saw the food box in Xuan Huang's hand, her stomach gurgled uncontrollably.

Really hungry.

When Xuan Huang heard the sound of her stomach crying, he chuckled happily, and Lan Ling blushed with embarrassment.

in the room.

The two had enough to eat and drink, Lan Ling helped Xuan Huang put the bowls and chopsticks into the food box, put the food box on the ground, and said to Xuan Huang.

"Brother Xuan, let me show you a painting."

"Ok?"

Xuan Huang saw Lan Ling take out a scroll of paintings from her sleeve, put it on a clean table, and slowly opened it.

In the painting is a woman who is as beautiful as a celestial being. She looks like Lan Ling. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell the difference at all, but Xuan Huang can tell it at a glance. There is a red mole between the woman's eyebrows, which looks like cinnabar.

Many pear blossoms in the painting have become the background of the woman. Her stunning face is clear and cold, with pear blossoms on her crown, and there is no warmth in her eyes, just like a cold-hearted fairy.

Xuan Huang saw the two almost forgotten children in the pear tree, a boy and a girl, seemed to be having a great time playing.

Xuan Huang's head suddenly hurt sharply, and he held his head with both hands, as if something was about to break the seal of his memory?
"Brother Xuan, what's the matter with you?"

Lan Ling didn't expect Xuan Huang to have such a big reaction after seeing this painting?Lan Ling was anxious and worried, what happened to Brother Xuan?Could it be that his previous headaches were also related to this painting?

Lan Ling quickly rolled up the paintings on the table and put them away.Suddenly, Xuan Huang hugged her tightly, burying his painful face on her neck.

"Ling'er, my head hurts so much. This painting makes me very sad. I don't know why? Is it so sad?" Xuan Huang hugged Lan Ling tighter and tighter, almost rubbing Lan Ling into the marrow of his bones: "Ling'er, promise Xuan Huang Brother, no matter what happens in the future, you can't... you can't..."

Lan Ling frowned tightly, feeling that she was about to be hugged to death by Xuan Huang, his strength was too great and the hug was too tight.

"Brother Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Lan Ling said, "Can you let me go first?"

Before Xuan Huang finished his last sentence, he suddenly closed his eyes and passed out from the pain.

Xuan Huang fainted, but still hugged Lan Ling tightly, afraid that she would do anything stupid.Lan Ling used a lot of strength to separate Xuan Huang's arms holding her.

Lan Ling supported Xuan Huang to sit on the chair, panting heavily, seeing Xuan Huang's closed eyes, the picturesque brows were tightly furrowed, as if there was unresolved sorrow, she stretched out her fingers, gently Smoothed his brows.

Lan Ling thought about it, what is the relationship between this painting and Xuan Huang?And her... What is the relationship between the woman in the painting and her?
Lan Ling couldn't figure it out, so she took out a pair of little dolls from her sleeves. She took out the cute little dolls from the secret room of Yunfu. Before leaving, she immediately fell in love with the pair of little dolls, which happened to be a male doll. A female doll.

Lan Ling put the two dolls on the table, feeling inexplicably happy.

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Cloud House.

"Smelly girl, where are you? Where is my mother? Call my mother over quickly."

Early in the morning, when Yun Yueshan woke up, she didn't see Lan Ling in the room, so she screamed at the top of her voice.

How could Lan Ling hear Yun Yueshan's voice when she wasn't in Yunfu?

Yun Yueshan shouted a few times, seeing Lan Ling for a long time, she put on her clothes and shoes, ran out of bed, and opened the door.

Lanling usually "serves" her, and there are no other maids here.

"Smelly girl, I don't know where you died early in the morning. This is just right. I will go to my mother right now and ask her to drive you out of Yunfu."

Yun Yueshan hated Lan Ling so much, she wished she could get out of the Yun Mansion as soon as possible. Now that she had the opportunity, she ran towards Yun Jinyu's room very quickly, thinking that if she found Yun Jinyu, she could get Lan Ling away. Completely drive out of Yunfu.

She no longer wants Lan Ling to serve her.

Yun Yueshan pushed open the door of Yun Jinyu's room, it was empty inside, her mother was not there at all.

Yun Yueshan seemed to understand something, tears gradually gathered in her eyes, and she burst into tears with a wow.

　Recommend a modern novel, if you are short of books, you can read it [Pampering Thousands of Degrees: A Wolfy Husband Doesn’t Stop Loving]

　　


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