Chapter 4490: 4490
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I thought that after the warmth of last night, Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up, the barrier between him and her was completely broken, but I didn't expect that she was more indifferent than ever.
Zhuang Xiaoyu stretched out her hand, took the cloak thrown on the chair, wrapped it around her body, lifted the bedding and walked barefoot in the direction of the ear chamber: "I don't want to see those scars on you because of me, nor do I want your rough fingers to touch me again.
If time could go back, I would rather have never seen you in my life.
If I could choose again, I would rather watch you fall into the trap and die of thirst than save you back to the priest's house... "
The truth has long been unimportant. At the beginning, she was persistent in looking for evidence, but at this time, she suddenly figured out what to do with the evidence. If Qin Wuyan could prove his innocence, the powerful acting priest and young master Qingyun would have proved everything, rather than trying to hide anything in front of her
Zhuang Xiaoyu soaked in the bathtub and cleaned the ambiguous traces on her body.
She scrubbed hard and felt that her blood was sinful. She wanted to rub a layer of skin.
The low cry came from the ear room. Qin Wuyan stood in the middle of the bedroom. He looked at the curtain blocking the ear room and bedroom at a loss. He couldn't get in or back.
If they hadn't met, there could be no entanglement. Now they are happy with gratitude and revenge, and there are gratitude and revenge. They won't be ignorant of their conscience and keep a culprit who hates his bones. He has been surviving until now.
If Zhuang Xiaoyu were just a little girl from an ordinary family, if he were not the acting priest who climbed to the peak throne all the way through his bones and blood and tears.
But there are so many ifs in the world.
Although the government is preparing for the funeral, few people are really sad, but many are happy.
After all, as soon as the high priest dies, the acting priest will officially ascend the throne.
After the high priest is buried, choose a good day, and the acting priest can become the high priest who really controls everything in the whole moon city.
Those who followed his close guards and guards also rose with the tide, and their identity and status became prominent together.
Zhuang Xiaoyu took a bath with a pale face. When she came out of her ear chamber unhappily, the nurse was bringing in some appetizers and porridge and put them on the table.
Zhuang Xiaoyu remembered the wine and dishes on the table last night and asked, "what was the wine last night? Although it tastes good, it seems that it will make people confused after drinking."
The nurse shook her head: "I know you are not good at drinking, madam. Usually I can bring you some rice wine and fruit wine at most.
Yesterday's meal was cooked by the old slave according to my uncle's instructions, and was brought in by my uncle himself. After the old slave was busy, he was rushed to his wing room by my uncle. "
Zhuang Xiaoyu rubbed his temples, "I know."
She sighed, lowered her voice and told the nurse, "go to Dr. Zhong and ask him to prescribe a pair of Xizi Decoction for me. After it is cooked secretly, bring it to me."
The nurse was surprised: "why do you have to do this, miss? Haven't you always been looking forward to having your own child?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head: "I don't want it now."
"Is it because of the saint's child?" the nurse wiped her tears: "the child's life is bad, and it's not your head, miss.
The relatives around you leave one after another. If you can give birth to a son and a half, it's also good to give you a long-term company in the future! "
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I thought that after the warmth of last night, Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up, the barrier between him and her was completely broken, but I didn't expect that she was more indifferent than ever.
Zhuang Xiaoyu stretched out her hand, took the cloak thrown on the chair, wrapped it around her body, lifted the bedding and walked barefoot in the direction of the ear chamber: "I don't want to see those scars on you because of me, nor do I want your rough fingers to touch me again.
If time could go back, I would rather have never seen you in my life.
If I could choose again, I would rather watch you fall into the trap and die of thirst than save you back to the priest's house... "
The truth has long been unimportant. At the beginning, she was persistent in looking for evidence, but at this time, she suddenly figured out what to do with the evidence. If Qin Wuyan could prove his innocence, the powerful acting priest and young master Qingyun would have proved everything, rather than trying to hide anything in front of her
Zhuang Xiaoyu soaked in the bathtub and cleaned the ambiguous traces on her body.
She scrubbed hard and felt that her blood was sinful. She wanted to rub a layer of skin.
The low cry came from the ear room. Qin Wuyan stood in the middle of the bedroom. He looked at the curtain blocking the ear room and bedroom at a loss. He couldn't get in or back.
If they hadn't met, there could be no entanglement. Now they are happy with gratitude and revenge, and there are gratitude and revenge. They won't be ignorant of their conscience and keep a culprit who hates his bones. He has been surviving until now.
If Zhuang Xiaoyu were just a little girl from an ordinary family, if he were not the acting priest who climbed to the peak throne all the way through his bones and blood and tears.
But there are so many ifs in the world.
Although the government is preparing for the funeral, few people are really sad, but many are happy.
After all, as soon as the high priest dies, the acting priest will officially ascend the throne.
After the high priest is buried, choose a good day, and the acting priest can become the high priest who really controls everything in the whole moon city.
Those who followed his close guards and guards also rose with the tide, and their identity and status became prominent together.
Zhuang Xiaoyu took a bath with a pale face. When she came out of her ear chamber unhappily, the nurse was bringing in some appetizers and porridge and put them on the table.
Zhuang Xiaoyu remembered the wine and dishes on the table last night and asked, "what was the wine last night? Although it tastes good, it seems that it will make people confused after drinking."
The nurse shook her head: "I know you are not good at drinking, madam. Usually I can bring you some rice wine and fruit wine at most.
Yesterday's meal was cooked by the old slave according to my uncle's instructions, and was brought in by my uncle himself. After the old slave was busy, he was rushed to his wing room by my uncle. "
Zhuang Xiaoyu rubbed his temples, "I know."
She sighed, lowered her voice and told the nurse, "go to Dr. Zhong and ask him to prescribe a pair of Xizi Decoction for me. After it is cooked secretly, bring it to me."
The nurse was surprised: "why do you have to do this, miss? Haven't you always been looking forward to having your own child?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head: "I don't want it now."
"Is it because of the saint's child?" the nurse wiped her tears: "the child's life is bad, and it's not your head, miss.
The relatives around you leave one after another. If you can give birth to a son and a half, it's also good to give you a long-term company in the future! "
I thought that after the warmth of last night, Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up, the barrier between him and her was completely broken, but I didn't expect that she was more indifferent than ever.Zhuang Xiaoyu stretched out her hand, took the cloak thrown on the chair, wrapped it around her body, lifted the bedding and walked barefoot in the direction of the ear chamber: "I don't want to see those scars on you because of me, nor do I want your rough fingers to touch me again.If time could go back, I would rather have never seen you in my life.If I could choose again, I would rather watch you fall into the trap and die of thirst than save you back to the priest's house... "The truth has long been unimportant. At the beginning, she was persistent in looking for evidence, but at this time, she suddenly figured out what to do with the evidence. If Qin Wuyan could prove his innocence, the powerful acting priest and young master Qingyun would have proved everything, rather than trying to hide anything in front of herZhuang Xiaoyu soaked in the bathtub and cleaned the ambiguous traces on her body.She scrubbed hard and felt that her blood was sinful. She wanted to rub a layer of skin.The low cry came from the ear room. Qin Wuyan stood in the middle of the bedroom. He looked at the curtain blocking the ear room and bedroom at a loss. He couldn't get in or back.If they hadn't met, there could be no entanglement. Now they are happy with gratitude and revenge, and there are gratitude and revenge. They won't be ignorant of their conscience and keep a culprit who hates his bones. He has been surviving until now.If Zhuang Xiaoyu were just a little girl from an ordinary family, if he were not the acting priest who climbed to the peak throne all the way through his bones and blood and tears.But there are so many ifs in the world.Although the government is preparing for the funeral, few people are really sad, but many are happy.After all, as soon as the high priest dies, the acting priest will officially ascend the throne.After the high priest is buried, choose a good day, and the acting priest can become the high priest who really controls everything in the whole moon city.Those who followed his close guards and guards also rose with the tide, and their identity and status became prominent together.Zhuang Xiaoyu took a bath with a pale face. When she came out of her ear chamber unhappily, the nurse was bringing in some appetizers and porridge and put them on the table.Zhuang Xiaoyu remembered the wine and dishes on the table last night and asked, "what was the wine last night? Although it tastes good, it seems that it will make people confused after drinking."The nurse shook her head: "I know you are not good at drinking, madam. Usually I can bring you some rice wine and fruit wine at most.Yesterday's meal was cooked by the old slave according to my uncle's instructions, and was brought in by my uncle himself. After the old slave was busy, he was rushed to his wing room by my uncle. "Zhuang Xiaoyu rubbed his temples, "I know."She sighed, lowered her voice and told the nurse, "go to Dr. Zhong and ask him to prescribe a pair of Xizi Decoction for me. After it is cooked secretly, bring it to me."The nurse was surprised: "why do you have to do this, miss? Haven't you always been looking forward to having your own child?"Zhuang Xiaoyu shook his head: "I don't want it now.""Is it because of the saint's child?" the nurse wiped her tears: "the child's life is bad, and it's not your head, miss.The relatives around you leave one after another. If you can give birth to a son and a half, it's also good to give you a long-term company in the future! "
