Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Left and right, masters, Long live the dragon's body is uncomfortable, and really no one is seen today," Zhao Ruhai held out the dust and looked helplessly out of the temple. "You go back first, catch the long lived dragon of Minger Come and see me again. "

"Long live the dragon's body, and the ministers are also very concerned. Rather than worrying about going to the house, you might as well wait here," Zuo Xiangduan added a look of kindness and kindness. Just look after Viva, don't worry about our old man. "

Fang Zeduan also smiled: "Father-in come in quickly, leave us alone."

Zhao Ruhai had to shake his head and turned into the Taihe Hall again.

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Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Dormitory.

Before Zhao Ruhai entered the dormitory, he heard the sound of Lu Mingwei slamming a cup inside, he frowned, opened the curtain and went in.

"Stupid thing! Let you make a cup of tea, and there is a piece of tea foam floating in it!" Lu Mingwei stared at him with a round stare, and shouted at Xiao Anzi, "Can't you find death ?!"

"Long live your life! Long live your life!" Xiao Anzi was kneeling on the ground, scratching her head like pounding garlic, her face was yellow, her lips were gray, and she was obviously frightened. "Slave is no longer afraid! Never dare to come again!"

"Hurry up and get out of here! Staying here can't stop Viva?" Zhao Ruhai walked over, kicked Xiao Anzi fiercely, and whispered.

"Yes, yes, the slaves retired! The slaves retired!" Xiao Anzi was like Ruwen amnesty, and he kept crawling out.

"Long live, you dissipate," Zhao Ruhai was so busy making Lu Mingwei a fresh maple cup of tea and brought it to him, respectfully, "Long live you drink tea to moisturize your throat."

Lu Mingwei did not pick up the tea cup, leaned on the soft pillow, stared gloomily at the orange tea in the tea cup, his face was burning with anger: "Is that old screwdriver still sticking out of it?"

"Long live Qilu, the slave just went out and glanced. The ministers left and right are indeed still guarding the hall," Zhao Ruhai said carefully. "Zuo Xiangyou is very worried about Long live the dragon's body, really not Willing to return to the house anxiously to wait for news, simply stay in the palace and wait for news. "

"What's so unsettling? Is it possible that you're going to die and die?" Lu Mingwei held his lips coldly. "I'm not trying to stay and plead for that villain."

"The slave looked at the left and the right, and all the ministers were really worried about Long Live, and did not mention the words of Prince Ning," said Ru Ruhai as he sent the tea cup to Lu Mingwei. "The doctor Qin ordered that Long Live Master can't breathe anymore. Long Live Master you should listen to advice."

"Huh," Lu Mingwei snorted coldly, or took the tea cup from Zhao Ruhai, took a shallow sip, and then handed it to Zhao Ruhai, paused, "How is Prince Huai's side?"

"Long live Qiqi, when Prince Ning sent someone to return Prince Huai to the palace, they were asked to go to the Tai Hospital for a doctor," said Zhao Ruhai, putting the tea cup back to the table, and said, "The Tai Doctor just talked back and forth, and said The prince had only suffered minor skin trauma, and the doctor had already given the medicine, and he could be cured by changing the medicine on time every day for the next seven or eight days. "

"Isn't it that Prince Huai was accused of twenties, and passed out?" Lu Mingwei frowned.

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