The playful and cute concubine is a little sweet

Chapter 137 Your Master Is Sick
Yang Qingqing got up and was about to go to the doctor.

"No! Xu! Go!" Xiao Yihan's face was terribly dark, why is there such a stupid sheep in the world who can't communicate at all! ! ! !
Yang Qingqing turned her head and saw that Xiao Yihan's body was full of evil spirits, like a person who had fallen into the devil's way, and he didn't even look like an exile.

The hair turns gray at a young age, it is very likely that it is caused by the tumor on the body, and the hair turns gray quickly.

so poor!
How could such a good young man die of illness because of a tumor.

No wonder he grew those herbs in his backyard, it turned out he was still a medicine jar, so poor.

Yang Qingqing looked at Xiao Yihan with sympathy, squeezed her fleshy fists, and said with piercing eyes: "Don't be discouraged, I won't let you die!"

Ignoring Xiao Yihan who was covered in black lines in the hot spring, Yang Qingqing ran towards the courtyard.

No wonder he has such a bad temper and never smiled. How can a person with this disease be happy.

Although he has a bad temper, he also saved her life, fed her so much meat, and found a doctor for him to cure his illness, which is considered to be repaying his kindness.

Yang Qingqing ran to the courtyard out of breath, and shouted: "Han Xue, Sister Han Xue, something is wrong?"

As soon as Han Xue heard the voice of the future little princess, she ran out immediately. Seeing that she was still dripping with water and her red bellyband was wet, she asked worriedly, "What's the matter, if you have something to say, speak slowly."

"You... Your master is sick?" Yang Qingqing was so tired from running, she supported her legs with her fleshy hands to relieve her fatigue.

"Ah? Young Master, what's wrong with him? Where is he now?" When Han Xue heard that Young Master was sick, it was okay, and her heart immediately became nervous.

But the temperature around him suddenly froze and dropped a lot. When he looked up, the young master walked over in a robe, his body was very evil, and his face was so dark that ink dripped out.

Every time he took a step, water dripped on the ground, as if stepping on his heart, breathing was difficult, and the oxygen in the air was getting less and less.

Seeing that Han Xue's expression was not quite right, Yang Qingqing looked into her line of sight and saw Xiao Yihan standing behind him with a vicious aura.

Yang Qingqing hurriedly tugged at Han Xue and said, "Sister Han Xue, look at your master's leg is so swollen, he has a tumor!"

Yang Qingqing pointed to Xiao Yihan, saw that he was covering it with his robe, and said to Han Xue:
"Sister Hanxue, I'll tear off his robe for you to see, how did you take care of the master, the tumor has grown so big, no one noticed?"

"Don't...don't go!!!" Han Xue blushed and prevented the little milk baby in front of her from committing suicide. It turned out that she and the young master didn't have sex, it seemed that she had misunderstood.

However, it was too late for her to stop, Yang Qingqing ran in front of Xiao Yihan, and started to tear off his robe.

If you don't slip now, when will you wait!
"I remembered, I still have something to do, let's go first!" Han Xue smiled mischievously, and was about to slip away. What might happen next was too cruel, so she had better not watch it.

"Sister Hanxue, it's wrong for you to do this. Your master is sick and you should care about it. Don't worry, the tumor is not contagious!" Yang Qingqing tried to call Hanxue back.

As soon as Han Xue heard this, she ran faster. May God bless this little milk baby to survive, Amen!
Yang Qingqing ran away when she saw Han Xue, and it was pointless to lift Xiao Yihan's robe again.

(End of this chapter)