Poison Genius Consort

The queen's hand was stiff in the air with a red pad, while the other hand was holding Han Yen Xiao's hand, but it was freezing.

Now it is Han Yen Xiao's turn to rejoice in the disaster. Han Yen Xiao looked at the reddish glance, rejoicing in his heart and sneaking a peek at the dragon not at night. At this time, the dragon not at night's deep eyes also looked at her.

Somehow, Han Yunxiao lost his mind and immediately retracted his gaze. His ears were actually a little hot.

In the silence of the first room, the dragon rose up not at night. "Mother, there is still an urgent matter for the children. Return first and visit another day. ”

Ask Ann and check down Red Pa are over, of course he's leaving.

I'm tired of facing a woman, not to mention a bunch of women?

Seeing him go, Han Yen Xiao remembered, but the queen didn't sound, suddenly holding her hand, that force was crushing her bones, so painful!

Who knows, at this time, the dragon turns around at night and looks, "Han Yen Xiao, aren't you going? ”

Ooh... I thought he was leaving her. It's horrible.

Han Yunxi immediately pushed to break free of the Queen's hand, “Mother, we still have urgent business, we have to retire first, come back another day to say hello. ”

She said, the soles of her feet slipped to the side of the dragon not at night, afraid to be dragged back by the queen. She stayed alone in such a place, and there was no bone left to be eaten.

The Empress gently dropped her red pad and stacked up a gentle smile. “Then hurry up and don't delay.”

The dragon did not turn back at night. Han Yunxiao saw him, and he got bold. He ignored the queen's words as the wind in his ear. His butt followed the dragon behind him at night, and his head didn't go back to the door.

Qin Wang is the most noble and different!

As Princess Qin, you can't be ashamed of him. Thinking about it, Han Yunxi's waistplate is even straighter. I thought, it's so good to hang out with this guy!

Han Yunxi was happy. As soon as they walked away, the queen was angry and swept away the tea pot. “This Han Yunxi, well done! ”

The two greetings were very smooth and enjoyable, which made Han Art Xiao feel good, and he also had a few more positive feelings about dragon non-night.

However, as soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace and boarded the carriage, the first sentence of the dragon was cold, "Now you can tell me the antidote, right? ”

Detoxification prescription?

Han Art Xiao, immersed in joy, realized that today's smooth and pleasant is nothing more than a deal. He helped her solve the problem, and she had to help him clear the toxins from his body.

How could this guy really care for her?

Looking at the ruthless cold in the dragon's non-night eyes, Han Yan Xiao felt sorry for himself. Surely, you can't be confused by men.

“Just three flavors of medicine, Purple Summer, Purple Autumn, Purple Winter, the more the better, find it and find me to formulate it. Remember, you only have ten days. Ten days from now, there's a possibility of poison.” Han Yen Xiao told us soberly.

Dragon nodded and left the carriage without saying anything. Won't he go back with her?

“Hello!” Han Yen Xiao chased out, but unfortunately even the shadow disappeared, only the driver was alone.

Han Yen Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said to the driver, “Go home. ”

Han Yunxi laid idly in the carriage, watching Tidu's liveliness and prosperity through a half-covered window, thinking about it. Dragon admitted to her at night. She shouldn't be too sad in the Qin Wang Palace. As long as she didn't have a big handle in her hands, Ithafi couldn't do anything about it.

It's best to be safe and sound. As long as they don't get into trouble with her, she'll be happy to split up as an innocent princess. She definitely won't get them into trouble. She has her own business to do.

She studied the antidote method of traditional Chinese medicine. In modern times, a lot of prescription herbs have been wiped out. In ancient times, there were many good things for her to study slowly and expand the stockpile of antidote systems.

Han Art Xiao was naturally optimistic, so he thought that life was still pretty good.