Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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Regardless of how Wei Queen asked, Lin Yixuan did not say.

From the Phoenix Palace, he has already turned his heart to the eye. He never felt this way, so he could not wait to insert his wings and fly back to Prince Edward.

Former Prince Edward House, in the case of Lin Yixuan, is a residence, a place to live, and a representative residence. But now that there is the existence of Luo Qingying, the Prince's House seems to be his home, a place full of warmth and tenderness, calling for him.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Yixuan went straight to the cold incense pavilion, and the maids along the way bowed. He did not stop and nodded as before. It was not until he entered the cold incense pavilion that he slowed down and the whole person looked gentle.

"His Royal Highness Prince." The waitress who waited for Luo Qingyi immediately leaned over.

"What about Lin?" Lin Yixuan asked as he walked in.

This is the name he gave to Luo Qing, Lin Qingyi, and Luo Qingyi are similar.

Yan Erdao: "Lin girl is reading inside."

Lin Yixuan nodded, let her go down for lunch, and then walked in without a few steps, then I heard the sound of playing the strings in the inside, a few times, even if it was fluttering, like a fairy, let him suddenly spirit A vibrate.

Through the hanging bead curtain, Lin Yixuan saw the back of Luo Qingying, she was sitting in front of the window and strumming. Long hair draped behind him, a white dress, the body of Yanna is like Yang Liuyi, Lin Yixuan's heart is moving, can't help but lighten the footsteps and slowly walk behind her.

The fibrin hand was gently stroked on the strings, and the sound of the flowing water sounded. Luo Qingyi did not know that there was someone behind him. The whole person was already immersed in the music. Lin Yixuan rarely heard her playing the piano like this, but she was very fascinated.

I have long known that Luo Qingqi has excellent skills. Now I can listen to it. Lin Yixuan feels that it is a kind of enjoyment.

The sweet sound is continuous, like a breeze, and the sun shines, making people feel calm. Lin Yixuan couldn't help but walked down to the chair next to him and sat down with his eyes closed. Who knows, just as he heard the benefits, he suddenly burst into a broken string.

"Damn!"

Luo Qingyi snorted, and Lin Yixuan jumped up like a spring and rushed over: "What happened?"

Between Luo Qing's eyebrows, a trace of blood on the spring-like fingers, a drop of blood beads slowly infiltrated, seeing Lin Yixuan's face changed, the strings were broken.

Quickly catching Luo Qing's hand, Lin Yixuan subconsciously wants to contain, licking this red blood. But he just took it, just to be sent to the lips, Luo Qingying has already noticed, quickly retracted back, and looked uncomfortable.

This is the reaction, Lin Yixuan explained: "This... I am sorry, I am just anxious, clear, sorry."

"I'm fine." Luo Qingying shook his head.

Lin Yixuan quickly took the medicine box and personally wrapped the wound for Luo Qinglan. Looking at his moving look, Luo Qingyi felt that he was not used to it. He couldn’t help but say: "Really don't need it, just a little injury, no wrap. All right."

"How can this be done? What if you don't take medicine and leave scars?" Lin Yixuan insisted that he would not, but he still had to take medicine. Luo Qinglan can't push it off, but there is always a feeling of resistance. I insist on myself: "I really don't have to worry, or else... I won't take medicine."

There is no way to take Luo Qing, Lin Yixuan can only give the ointment to her: "Well, I watched you wipe it well? Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

Luo Qingyi smiled slightly: "How can I be so weak?"

When the words were exported, she seemed to flash something in her mind, but it was too fast for her to grasp. She has a feeling that she is becoming more and more like herself. She used to be like a weak word.

Looking at her hair, Lin Yixuan thought she was uncomfortable, her eyes turned and fell on this piano.

This was the last time that the singer of the music house had been played, and stayed here. Occasionally, the summer came to take a summer break and enjoy the coolness. He would also listen to those **** who played a song and kept it. The piano is also a good piano. The famous master of music, Mr. Bai Shan, made it himself, and it was produced in his later years. The method of production is already very skillful, and even there are only two in the palace.

But now, this string is broken, and the finger of Luo Qingying is cut. Lin Yixuan is more and more worried about the piano. He immediately said: "Come, take this piano down, don't put it here."

Immediately, the maid came forward and just wanted to do it. Luo Qingyi said: "Don't take it away."

Lin Yixuan said: "This piano is not good. If you like it, I will let others change, okay?"

Luo Qingying did not agree: "I, this piano sound is very good, I like it, I was not careful, it has nothing to do with this piano."

Originally, I was reading a book. I don’t know how to see this piano at a glance. I never remembered that I played the piano myself. But she suddenly had a strong feeling and couldn’t help but want to play the piano. As soon as the hand was on the strings, she popped out.

As for the string break, it may be that she is unfamiliar.

Look at Luo Qingying insisted that Lin Yixuan can only give up: "Well, you have to stay, leave it." And let people quickly find the piano teacher, repair the strings, this is finished.

When Lin Yixuan finished this, Luo Qingyi asked him what he was doing.

Naturally, she came to see her, but Lin Yixuan couldn't say it right. It was good at noon. He made people prepare tableware for food. Luo Qingyi felt hungry and couldn't help but smile.

When they both ate and chatted casually, Lin Yixuan looked at Luo Qingyi several times and wanted to talk about what he wanted to marry the prince and ask her when she would marry him. If you can talk to it, Lin Yixuan still can't ask.

He didn't have a bit of control, only to be rejected after saying it.

When I came back along the way, although he was caring for all kinds of thoughtful care and care, but her resistance and faint alienation, he could feel it. Even though he also said a lot of 'previous past events', he said that she had been to him how he had done, and they had some sweet time. Luo Qingying was always in a state of utter disappointment.

Lin Yixuan was helpless. Most of these things were compiled by him. There is no need for it. But he just wants to strengthen the memory of Luo Qingying, deliberately let her think that they have always been a pair. It seems that the effect may not be very good.

"Come, try this." He took a spoon of bean curd in a bowl of Luo Qingying, and Lin Yixuan looked at her with a smile.

Wait a second, maybe after a while, she will completely believe him.

Once Luo Qingyi became his prince, it is the future Queen of the Southern Wei Dynasty, even if it is Nalan Night, don't want to take her away! Green can only be his!

......

The Southern Wei Dynasty harem, Frost Cloud Palace.

Lin Xiaochen’s mother, Sun Guifei, was listening to the return of the eunuch.

"Yes, the noble lady, the slaves personally sent people to stare. The Prince did not leave the Prince's House in the past few days, nor did he have any contacts with the ministers, just like completely disregarding this."

The **** was careful and looked at Sun Guifei’s face. "And the Prince’s House seems to be a bit wrong. Just give me some money on weekdays. I can always find out what the news is, but this will not work. Those people have their mouths sewed together. It’s like, no matter how much money you give, you have to talk about it, but you’re afraid of being a snake.”

Sun Guifei, who is over forty years old, still looks graceful and luxurious, and his eyes are swept away. There is only one enchanting spirit in the rich state. With a look of her eyes, she also felt that something was wrong: "Is it so strict? Is there really a problem?"

Since the Southern Wei Emperor expressed the desire to be abdicated, she will not be able to settle down.

I always wanted my son to be a prince and inherit the throne of the Southern Wei Dynasty. Therefore, she also helped Lin Xiaochen to make suggestions and discussed a lot of things against Lin Yixuan, but she never really succeeded. Now, her only son is poisoned, and she still hurt her brain, and she simply broke the possibility of the Prince.

But how can she be willing?

Even if his son is stupid, she does not allow Lin Yixuan to climb the throne so easily!

In the former dynasty, there was a Queen who was enthroned, and she was the king of the world. Even if she was not a queen, she could be a queen of the curtain!

"The noble lady, wasn't the Queen's Empress in the past few days selected for the Prince?" The **** remembered something and continued: "Since the Prince entered the palace, the Queen Mother never called the family of the ministers again."

"What do you mean by this?" Sun Guifei looked at him.

"Slaves don't dare to speculate on the Queen's thoughts, but... From the signs of the prince's abnormality, plus the change of the Queen's Empress, the slaves conjecture, will the Prince have already found the Prince's choice, so they will stay in the Prince's House... ..."

Sun Guizhen immediately said: "You mean, in the future, Prince Edward may be in Prince Edward House?"

The **** bowed his head and did not answer, but the meaning was already obvious.

Is it really?

Sun Guifei whispered a few times and kept guessing in his head.

If not, what is the abnormality of Lin Yixuan? If so, who is the woman and the daughter of the minister? Who is the clear-cut stand on the side of the Prince!

When I think of it, Sun Guifei looks at it: "Whether it is true or not, you will know when you explore it. You will be ready to prepare."

"Yes, the goddess!"

......

The candle light is like a bean, and it suddenly flickers.

There was a spring rain outside the window, and a few night winds were blowing in the slightly open windows. The candles on the table were shaking and several times. Almost late, Luo Qingying still lies halfway on the bed, not falling asleep.

Looking around at everything, she didn't have a sense of familiarity. Everything in this cold incense pavilion was strange to her, which made her feel more uneasy. If Lin Yixuan has never been good to her, she has nowhere to go. She really doesn't want to stay here.

This is not her home... Luo Qingying only has this feeling.

The thin cover was placed on the body, and Luo Qingyi gently rubbed his forehead, trying to remember.

Every day she has to drink medicine, hoping to get rid of the blood in her brain as soon as possible and think of it as soon as possible. It’s been so many days, she still can’t think of anything, and with a little effort, her brain will be like an explosion, and her headache will break.

She must have forgotten something, and it is very important.

Although Lin Yixuan told her so many things, Luo Qingyi always had a feeling, what he had hidden from her, did not finish.

Think of it... she wants to think about it!