"Huh? So you're just holding your stomach? It doesn't matter. 'I' have a secret recipe for treating stomach ache. Come on, let me help you, the royal doctor, cure it!" Ding Yaoyao said with ill intentions while touching it.
The "bald pen" and "bald pen" on the side are the abbreviation of Ding Yaoyao's "blunt pen" like that of Rizhao Kingdom. In fact, the pen name of Rizhao Kingdom is "Wolf Pen". As for why it is called this name, Ding Yaoyao doesn't know the people of the entire Rizhao Kingdom.
I don’t know, but even if I knew, Ding Yaoyao didn’t ask who would come to tell her specifically if they had nothing to do.
When Situ Qing saw something was wrong, he immediately stood up straight. He gritted his teeth and endured the heart-wrenching pain in his stomach and said, "Mother, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore! Your Majesty is so wonderful at rejuvenating me. She cured my stomach pain with just one sentence, Gao Gao!
It's so high!" Situ Qing flattered him while secretly watching Ding Yaoyao's movements.
If the bald pen in Ding Yaoyao's hand touches any part of his body, it will be a bad thing. Thinking of him, he is a great miracle doctor, suave, majestic, handsome, handsome, looks like Pan An, and has a dignified appearance... the second in Rizhao Kingdom...
If a beautiful man really had a few random scratches on his body, it would be a big joke.
"Hmph!" Ding Yaoyao and Ruo'er both looked down at Situ Qing with their noses. Ruo'er definitely stood with his master on this point. After getting along for a long time, Situ Qing was indebted to him.
Situ Qing touched his nose boredly and took up the pen that Ding Yaoyao named the Bald Pen again: "My Lady, what else are you drawing?"
"This is what you said! Okay! Let's start now!" With Situ Qing as a free laborer, Ding Yaoyao was very happy, but hearing these words made Situ Qing's ears tremble. Seeing how Ding Guiren smiled
How is this sweet smile different from the devil's smile? He must not become the unlucky guy in the hands of the devil.
However, God didn't seem to hear his prayer. Ding Yaoyao changed his roaring style to a soft voice and said softly: "Well, please take out four of the one hundred and eight small wooden blocks first.
, two of them are portraits of the emperor and two are portraits of me. The emperor's portrait will contain a big character, and mine will contain a small character." Ding Yaoyao took a sip of tea and gave it with approval.
Ruo'er looked at her. Ruo'er is quite discerning. He knew she would be thirsty, so he promptly offered her a cup of fragrant tea.