Since it was Shuiqin Pavilion's private matter, Lin Yan had habitually turned around and left silently.
Originally, Han Zhan narrowed his eyes and wanted to recommend the Zimu Gu from his Miracle Medical Valley, but A Xiu grabbed his arm and pulled him out.
"Hey, stinky girl, why are you dragging me along?"
"Tsk, whether this is something or not can be judged by using Gu. Do they deserve to say so much?"
Axiu rolled her eyes crazily: "Uncle Master, do you need to use Gu? Why don't you wait until the king comes back and ask him?"
Han Zhan snorted: "Huh, him?"
That's definitely not necessary.
Even Qin Jiaoxi was a poison that Han Zhan used on his own initiative.
However, unlike Qin Jiaoxi, it is said that the girl Sang Ling does not look much like the regent?
Thinking of this, Han Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Hey, I suddenly remembered that I have something to go out for..."
He quickly shook off Axiu and went out carrying the medical box.
Seeing that he didn't bother about the matter, Axiu breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't chase him out.
But Han Zhan chose a carriage and drove out leisurely.
There were only three people from Qin Jiaoxi’s sect left in the room.#@$&
Sanyi's eyes were red at this moment, and he said to Sang Lanyun in a hoarse voice, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
It made her so harsh and unhappy with Ling'er all these years, and it also made Ling'er unwilling to see her now.
And that is my sister’s only bloodline left in the world!
San Yi should have been as close to Sang Ling as Lin Yan and Qin Jiaoxi, no, they should have been even closer...
Thinking of this, San Yi burst into tears, clenched his fist and beat Sang Lanyun's arm hard: "I hate you, I hate you!"%&(&
Qin Jiaoxi looked at her nervously. If someone got sick, could Master and her work together to knock the person unconscious and send him to Jingwen?
At this moment, Meng Yin returned from the Qin Dynasty. Upon seeing this, he immediately became as vigilant as Qin Jiaoxi.
"What happened? Why is your junior uncle doing this?" He actually... cried?
Just as Qin Jiaoxi was about to say something, Sang Lanyun had already spoken: "Okay, I feel sorry for you, senior brother. Let's do this. I will make you a promise. No matter what you want me to do from now on, I will kill people and set fire to them."
Is it okay to respond to you?"
San Yi was stunned and looked at him with tears and confusion: "Are you serious?"
Sang Lanyun sighed: "Seriously!"
San Yi wiped away her tears and curled her lips and said, "But it would be faster for you to kill people and set fires than to do it myself!"
Sang Lanyun: "???"
Is this still disgusting?
On the side, Mengyin Qin frowned and looked at Qin Jiaoxi: "Are you sick again?"
Qin Jiaoxi shook his head.
She might have felt it. It didn't seem like the junior uncle was having an illness, but rather... he was getting better?
Otherwise, Master would not have the attitude he has now.
Sang Lanyun turned her head and glanced at Meng Yinqin: "Okay, the king is back. Let's go to Jingwen to check your physical condition again!"
San Yi did not refuse.
She also had a vague feeling, as if she would never get sick again.
The group of people focused their attention on San Yi and did not notice Meng Yinqin's slightly deep expression.
He walked behind Qin Jiaoxi, staring at her back, and hesitated several times.
That’s all.
Meng Yinqin let out a long sigh.
Xi'er had so many things to worry about now, and he just wanted her to have a good New Year.
At the same time, Peng Jiaren, who had returned to Shangshu Mansion, suddenly felt that she had seen Princess Nasang somewhere.