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The wolf king forty-five

"Then we leave tomorrow?" The young man raised his head and smiled.

His smile was brilliant and so beautiful that it captured your heart.

But this young man only behaves like this in front of Nan Chi You. At other times, he always has a cold face and refuses people thousands of miles away.

Nan Chiyou curled his lips: "But I promised at that time, otherwise, I would let Ah Bao stay. If Kao really can cure Murong Qing, let Ah Bao go back. If not, I will ask my mother for help.

"

She stayed, but she wasn't really worried about Murong Qing.

At least Murong Qing had helped her, and no matter what, he could make his body recover.

She just doubted whether Kao really worked.

If she was still here, when Murong Qing failed, he could at least find a way to help her, which would be equivalent to returning the favor to him.

But her life in Changqing Country was so boring that she couldn't wait any longer...

"Okay, let Po stay, let's go first."

The young man glanced at Abao, who was lying not far away basking in the sun, and the corners of his lips could not help but raise a slight arc.

Abao seemed to have noticed something, and slowly raised his head, looking at Nanming with his agate-like eyes, doubts in his eyes.

Why does it always feel that this wolf is plotting against it again?

That look in his eyes made him shudder, and his whole body felt chilly.

However, the young man quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at Yu Nanchi again.

The light in her eyes was so gentle.

Nan Chiyou jumped down from the tree, and the young man quickly stretched out his hand to catch her, and then carefully placed her on the ground. His eyes were still gentle, and there was no bloodlust like when facing others.

"Then let's pack up and leave tonight?"

Nan Chiyou was startled for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's getting late, let's do it tomorrow. Besides, Abao has already told my mother about my whereabouts, and I don't know if she will come to pick me up."

If she comes, it will prove that her father forgives her...

"good."

The young man raised his lips and smiled.

His smile was light and refreshing.



Not far away, Liu Qingqing looked at the young girl in front of her, with a cold light in her lowered eyes.

There is obviously another man beside her, why is His Highness still so unable to let go of her?

He even lowered his status and snatched a woman from others? And even kept her man for this woman?

ridiculous!

I'm afraid the Queen and Your Majesty still don't know about this.

Liu Qingqing took one last look at the two people in front of him, turned around and left.

The top priority is to become the princess first. As long as she becomes the princess, His Highness will no longer miss this woman.

When she reached the room, Liu Qingqing took out the medicinal powder in her hand and carefully sprinkled it into the soup on the table. She picked up the soup and walked towards the door.

But instead of going directly to the study, she grabbed a maid and said with a smile: "Can you please help me bring this soup to His Highness?"

In the past two days, Liu Qingqing had done nothing. She had taken care of everything in the prince's mansion.

In addition, since she was sent by the Queen, everyone in the Prince's Palace would give her this face.

The maid looked at the soup handed to her by Liu Qingqing and was a little confused: "Why doesn't Miss Liu take it herself?"

Liu Qingqing smiled bitterly and said: "Your Highness has never liked me. If he knew about the soup I made, I'm afraid he wouldn't even want to take a bite. I made this soup for three full hours and I don't want to waste it."

She rubbed her fingers gently and hid them behind her back.

Such a fussy action made the maid take a look at her, and then she realized that her hands were burned.


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