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Chapter 171: Panic! 7

"Then this bottle doesn't cost any money, right? It's also easy to use, right?"

Isn't it just a bottle of medicine? Is it so stressful to use it?

It made her think that she was wasting so much.

"Yes, it's just... I'll make it clear, my subordinate. Didn't the prince tell the princess that this bottle of medicine is made from the most precious herbs, snow lotus and Ganoderma lucidum? This kind of snow lotus can only be picked at the top of the snow peak."

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When picking, he followed him and almost froze to death there.[

"Uh...oh."

Is this what Xia Houyu means by not using money?

Then when she just sprinkled it for the bird,

It seems like a big chunk has been used, ah,

Yan Zhuo'er stared at Xiaoniao's injury with wide eyes.

Wouldn't it be more nutritious if you cook it and eat it?

Since this bottle of medicine is so expensive,

Then why did Xia Houyu use this just for her minor injury?

Without blinking an eye,

Even the bottle was thrown to her. There was too much medicine and there was no place to use it?

This medicine is too expensive and she will feel uneasy about using it.

Now it feels like he is cursing her, but it will be useful in the future.

No, it would be better to give it back to him. She still wants to live a long life.

On the trail, Yan Zhuo'er walked angrily in a certain direction.

Holding the medicine bottle tightly in her hand, why should she return the medicine to Xia Houyu?

She also couldn't figure it out. Didn't she just suffer a little before?

Does he need to give her that medicine?

She wanted to ask, why?

Why so many? How does she know whether to ask? [

"Princess, wait, I have something to ask you." Cao'er, who came from the side, finished speaking, but was unable to stop Yan Zhuo'er.

"I'll talk to you later, I'm not free right now." Yan Zhuo'er continued walking forward without looking back.

"No, that..."

"ah!"

Yan Zhui'er bumped head-on into the person coming,

Before the person had time to react, he sat down heavily on his buttocks,

The medicine bottle in his hand raised up in a perfect arc and flew somewhere,

The result... pounding!

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