Hearing her talking like this, Zhao Changyuan's eyes dimmed and he continued to rub her earlobes: "Have you asked the doctor to take a look at it?"
Gong Yueyue shook her head: "Whatever happens to my body is probably normal. It doesn't make much difference whether I find someone to take a look at or not."
Zhao Changyuan suddenly pinched her earlobe hard, and Gong Yueyue shook her head and shook his hand away.
The earlobe was originally an extremely sensitive place, and it was natural to feel a little itchy when someone rubbed it. She just saw that Zhao Changyuan was interested so she couldn't bear to take his interest. Who would have thought that this man got so excited and dared to do so?
Of course you can't follow him anymore if you use such force!
She was just about to say something to him, but Zhao Changyuan raised his hand and hooked a lock of long hair scattered on her chest, played with it on his fingertips, circled it around and around, and deliberately touched her with the end of the hair.
It swept across his face, causing Gong Yueyue to wave her hand in annoyance.
Zhao Changyuan laughed out loud and warned: "In addition to the regular pulse check by the doctor, you should also ask them to prescribe some medicine to regulate your body. If you have any symptoms, remember to tell the doctor clearly. Don't be shy.
Doctor, do you understand?"
"I have been ill for such a long time, and I have seen doctors only a lot more times than you have in your two lifetimes combined. Why do I still need you to warn me?" Gong Yueyue curled her lips.
Zhao Changyuan looked at her, dumbfounded. When could such a thing be used to show off? Could it be that seeing a doctor became a matter of honor?
At this time, Gong Yueyue continued to say: "I come here to ask for a pulse every day. If I call them here every day, people will think that my end is approaching!"
Zhao Changyuan glared at her, and no good words came out of this woman's mouth!
After being glared at by Zhao Changyuan, Gong Yueyue realized that he didn't like saying some unlucky words. However, the words had already been spoken and it was hard to take them back. She couldn't tell him to pretend that he didn't hear them, Gong Yueyue thought secretly.
Gong Yueyue thought about it carefully and then said: "It's medicine that's three parts poisonous. Everyone says that I should take less medicine. Why are you urging me to take poison all day long?"
"You are so nagging, you look like you are possessed by my nanny!" These gentlemen and young ladies have been raised by their nannies since they were young. The ladies are definitely not capable of such nagging, especially Gong Yue.
Yue lost her mother when she was five years old, and she was naturally even closer to her nanny. However, the nanny was not very lucky, and she passed away when Gong Yueyue was eight years old. Gong Yueyue also gradually became more familiar with the ways of the world at that time.
, so I no longer think about changing to another nanny.
"Nanny?" Zhao Changyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Gong Yueyue with his dark and shiny eyes, "I didn't hear clearly what Jiaojiao said just now. Can you say it again, eh?"
When Zhao Changyuan said this, his voice rose slightly at the end, full of danger, which made Gong Yueyue tremble.
Also, as a grown man, who can tolerate his woman saying that he looks like an old mother?
"His Highness takes such good care of Yue Yue, Yue Yue is flattered." Gong Yueyue quickly hooked Zhao Changyuan's neck and smiled sincerely.
Zhao Changyuan stretched out his hand and flicked Gong Yueyue's forehead hard as a punishment. This little heartless guy really dared to talk nonsense. He just lied when he told a lie. He just blurted it out without thinking about it. He was never distracted.
Word!
Gong Yueyue curled her lips and turned her head to the side to show her dissatisfaction. However, Zhao Changyuan, who knew his temper well, no longer accepted this trick. No matter how much she pretended to be angry, she had no intention of coaxing him.
, which made Gong Yueyue very frustrated.
Zhao Changyuan looked at Gong Yueyue's awkward look, smiled helplessly, took the few remaining notebooks aside and began to correct them. Gong Yueyue turned around and saw that he looked contented and contented, and cut out the notes fiercely.
glanced at him.
Since Zhao Changyuan didn't care about her, how could Gong Yueyue let Zhao Changyuan correct the papers with peace of mind, deliberately pretending not to care and pulling on Zhao Changyuan's sleeves to have fun. Poor Zhao Changyuan had a pen in his hand, but Gong Yueyue
I couldn't write anymore, and the ink dripped all over the table.
Zhao Changyuan glared at Gong Yueyue: "How dare you act nonsense!"
Gong Yueyue stuck out her tongue and pulled Zhao Changyuan's sleeve: "I'm hungry."
"When you are hungry, you will go back to Gong Yi's Mansion. Of course there will be people there to provide for you, and there will naturally be people there who will let you do whatever you want." Zhao Changyuan tugged at his sleeves that were held by Gong Yueyue, and took his sleeves away from her.
Free from your hands.
"You are so poor, you can't even feed me a meal, no wonder you keep pushing me out." Gong Yueyue poked Zhao Changyuan's chest with her finger, and specially picked the place where she had just been bitten: "Even if it's
In this case, you don’t have to treat me like that. Even though you can’t support me, I can support you with my help.”
Zhao Changyuan glared at Gong Yueyue and pinched her waist hard, causing Gong Yueyue to scream in surprise. The three people of Abban who were guarding the door also felt their hearts skip a beat at the same time. Could it be that the prince...don't
It's better to go too far.
Deng Ranzhuhua, on the other hand, didn't have Abban's twisted thoughts. Hearing Gong Yueyue cry out in pain, he just thought that his young lady had been bullied. She didn't care what kind of prince he was, so he drew his sword and was about to go.
When they broke in, Abban hurriedly stopped the two people. However, how could he stop two people by himself?
Fortunately, just when Abban was about to be unable to stop him, Zhao Changyuan's voice came from inside: "Come here, pass the meal."
"Yes!" Abban responded, taking advantage of this opportunity to call Dengran, and the candlelight was stolen. As soon as Abban let go, the two of them rushed to the door, and the carved wooden door was knocked open.
The desk was facing the door. Although there was a large screen between the door and the door, it was a pity that the hollow screen was only a single layer with a large gap and could not cover anything at all. Abban couldn't help but cover his face. Oops, what if the prince and the second lady
We are making out, what should we do?
Of course, the reality was not as bad as Abban imagined. Dengran and Zhuhua had already given up the idea of going in when they heard Zhao Changyuan's "pass the meal", but Abban's hands relaxed. He withdrew.
Despite their strength, the two people did not retreat, so they would naturally fall forward.
The two of them raised their heads and saw Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue sitting upright at the table behind the seemingly empty carved screen. There was no trace of the charming scene that others had imagined.
Abban covered his face and waited for a long time, but he still couldn't restrain his curiosity and secretly opened the gap between his fingers to take a look. He was a little disappointed when he saw the two of them looking so upright. When will his master and the second lady be able to complete the cultivation?
Zhengguo? The two ancestors were almost tortured to death by their subordinates!
The three of them were a little surprised, but Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue did not reveal any emotions on their faces. Zhao Changyuan still had a plain face, and even had a faint smile, and said to Aban: "Pass the meal."
Abban nodded in agreement and was about to go to prepare. At this moment, he heard Zhao Changyuan behind him add: "Pass on the medicinal diet."
In a place where neither Aban nor the three of them could see, Gong Yueyue's face turned dark.
After all three people left the room, Gong Yueyue gave Zhao Changyuan a hateful look. The speed of this man letting people down was really fast. He must have practiced against the people next to him before! No, it should be said that he was the one just now.
Tell this person to be thrown down! (To be continued)