Chapter 2032
Junyu has always been on the way with the wind and water, and has encountered a stumbling block.
It's still a kind of immovable stumbling block.
That night, it was the ceremony of the succession of monarch.
All the people worship and all the people come to congratulate.
However, the future Lord, who is about to succeed, is in a bad mood.
No, it's gloomy.
In the palace, up to jiuchongtian and down to the underworld, all the people came.
Xiao Hong tied two balls and was led to the palace by Su Gu.
Xiaohong is eating sugar gourd while she is sucking
So Su Gu takes Xiaohong and turns directly.
In the bedchamber.
Su Yan is the only one here.
An Tong comes over with a bowl of black medicine.
"Miss Su Yan, I want you to finish this tonic."
As soon as the bowl of medicine is near, you can feel its unusual.
It's not the kind of thing you can avoid when you smell it.
It's a mellow smell.
Gradually there is also a faint fragrance of flowers.
Su Yan brings it.
By the way, I have a look at an Tong.
She remembered that when she met some days ago, he hated her so much.
In a flash, the hatred in that body dissipated. Not only that, but also respectfully.
Su Yan reached out and took it.
Then look at Anning.
He was the same as before, but his breath was stagnant and he was obviously seriously injured.
At this time, Xiao Hong stepped in.
"Smoke, smoke."
Shouting and running inside.
When I saw Su Yan sitting on the chair, Xiao Hong's eyes lit up.
"Smoke."
However, soon, Xiao Hong's attention fell to the bowl that Su Yan was holding.
Gudong.
Xiaohong can't help but swallow her saliva.
It tries not to show that it wants to drink.
Just, I can't bear three seconds
"it smells good."
With that, he ran to Suyan with short legs.
Behind him, two small people holding it with one hand pulled it, and took the big head away from the bowl of tonic.
An Tong next to her looks at Xiao Hong.
Follow the respectful words
"please finish."
The little Lord gave him the task of watching Su Yan finish the soup.
He didn't say much about how many treasures were added to the soup and the good things that were hard to find.
To this small red that appears suddenly, an Tong understands a bit.
It took a day and a night to boil such a bowl of medicine.
In case it's drunk up by this product.
He was afraid that he would go to the punishment hall again.
Can I stand it then? It's not necessary to open your eyes.
Su Yan looks as if an Tong is a little anxious, and nods.
Drink that bowl of medicine.
An Tong watched Su Yan drink.
Relieved.
Xiaohong can't help it. Gudong, she swallows again.
Su Gu reaches out, pulls the sugar gourd in Xiao Hong's hand, and pulls down one and puts it into Xiao Hong's mouth.
Su Yan drinks to the end, stops.
Look at Xiao Hongba.
"You want to drink?"
Say, pass the remaining third of the bowl.
Xiaohong bites the sugar gourd and tries not to open her head.
"Smoke and smoke will cure the wound."
The sound of milk and the breath of milk.
Su Gu raised her eyebrows.
The hands holding Xiaohong's hands are loose.
Originally, Su Gu planned that in case Xiao Hong dared to reach out and touch the bowl.
He'll just throw it out.
Unexpectedly, it can restrain itself.
Su Gu reached out and pinched his face
There are other emotions in the cold voice.
Xiaohong hears Su Gu's praise rarely.
Shake your head and forget the appetizing tonic.
It's still a kind of immovable stumbling block.
That night, it was the ceremony of the succession of monarch.
All the people worship and all the people come to congratulate.
However, the future Lord, who is about to succeed, is in a bad mood.
No, it's gloomy.
In the palace, up to jiuchongtian and down to the underworld, all the people came.
Xiao Hong tied two balls and was led to the palace by Su Gu.
Xiaohong is eating sugar gourd while she is sucking
So Su Gu takes Xiaohong and turns directly.
In the bedchamber.
Su Yan is the only one here.
An Tong comes over with a bowl of black medicine.
"Miss Su Yan, I want you to finish this tonic."
As soon as the bowl of medicine is near, you can feel its unusual.
It's not the kind of thing you can avoid when you smell it.
It's a mellow smell.
Gradually there is also a faint fragrance of flowers.
Su Yan brings it.
By the way, I have a look at an Tong.
She remembered that when she met some days ago, he hated her so much.
In a flash, the hatred in that body dissipated. Not only that, but also respectfully.
Su Yan reached out and took it.
Then look at Anning.
He was the same as before, but his breath was stagnant and he was obviously seriously injured.
At this time, Xiao Hong stepped in.
"Smoke, smoke."
Shouting and running inside.
When I saw Su Yan sitting on the chair, Xiao Hong's eyes lit up.
"Smoke."
However, soon, Xiao Hong's attention fell to the bowl that Su Yan was holding.
Gudong.
Xiaohong can't help but swallow her saliva.
It tries not to show that it wants to drink.
Just, I can't bear three seconds
"it smells good."
With that, he ran to Suyan with short legs.
Behind him, two small people holding it with one hand pulled it, and took the big head away from the bowl of tonic.
An Tong next to her looks at Xiao Hong.
Follow the respectful words
"please finish."
The little Lord gave him the task of watching Su Yan finish the soup.
He didn't say much about how many treasures were added to the soup and the good things that were hard to find.
To this small red that appears suddenly, an Tong understands a bit.
It took a day and a night to boil such a bowl of medicine.
In case it's drunk up by this product.
He was afraid that he would go to the punishment hall again.
Can I stand it then? It's not necessary to open your eyes.
Su Yan looks as if an Tong is a little anxious, and nods.
Drink that bowl of medicine.
An Tong watched Su Yan drink.
Relieved.
Xiaohong can't help it. Gudong, she swallows again.
Su Gu reaches out, pulls the sugar gourd in Xiao Hong's hand, and pulls down one and puts it into Xiao Hong's mouth.
Su Yan drinks to the end, stops.
Look at Xiao Hongba.
"You want to drink?"
Say, pass the remaining third of the bowl.
Xiaohong bites the sugar gourd and tries not to open her head.
"Smoke and smoke will cure the wound."
The sound of milk and the breath of milk.
Su Gu raised her eyebrows.
The hands holding Xiaohong's hands are loose.
Originally, Su Gu planned that in case Xiao Hong dared to reach out and touch the bowl.
He'll just throw it out.
Unexpectedly, it can restrain itself.
Su Gu reached out and pinched his face
There are other emotions in the cold voice.
Xiaohong hears Su Gu's praise rarely.
Shake your head and forget the appetizing tonic.