Ye Jiangxue turned around and left Biyun's room, went to the side hall, sat on the soft couch, and waited quietly. After all, it was very common for patients to wait for doctors.

When Yan Junqing saw Ye Jiangxue coming out, he went up to meet her and sat next to Ye Jiangxue. He lifted up his robe with one hand and sat down briskly. He was much more elegant than Ye Jiangxue sitting lazily.

"How's the situation?" Yan Junqing picked up the teacup on one side, twisted the tea lid with his fingers to skim off the tea powder, and took a sip of the tea. The water temperature was about 70% hot, just right. The aroma of the tea was fragrant, and the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth.

Ye Jiangxue lay faceless on the soft couch. First she sighed deeply with a sad face, and stared at Yan Junqing with sad eyes. After staring for a long time, her lips raised, her eyebrows were crooked, and she looked happy.

He said: "It went very smoothly."

Yan Junqing raised her eyebrows and watched Ye Jiangxue's expression change. The thin lips under the high bridge of her nose moved, and the light in her purple eyes also fell silent: "Then why is Your Majesty unhappy?"

Ye Jiangxue pouted her mouth in a depressed manner, looked at the embroidery on her sleeves, sighed, and rolled her eyes aggrievedly: "My antidote was made by Ling Ziliang!"

Ye Jiangxue seemed to be trying to make a real flower out of her sleeve, using her mind power to constantly complain about the hateful Meng Xian and the hateful Ling Ziliang.

Yan Junqing's lips suddenly moved and she laughed softly. Yan Junqing rarely laughed so cheerfully. It was really interesting to see Ye Jiangxue's aggrieved look.

Usually it is Ye Jiangxue who makes others suffer, but now it is Ye Jiangxue's turn, which is really strange.

Ye Jiangxue glanced at Yan Junqing dissatisfied. Who knows if the medicine he made, Ling Ziliang, could still have its original effect? ​​She had worked so hard to raise the blood of five families! She was treated like a toy by Ling Ziliang.

With.

"Ahem...Although Ziliang seems unreliable, he can still be trusted sometimes." Yan Junqing was even more rare and said a few good words for Ling Ziliang. Ling Ziliang has done everything he promised him. From this point on

It seems that Ling Ziliang is very trustworthy.

In his words: "There is nothing in the world that the prince cannot do!"

It should also be noted that Ling Ziliang held his head high and said this with pride.

"Hmm? You are too kind to Ling Ziliang." Ye Jiangxue snorted a questioning sound from her nose full of jealousy, and turned her whole body sideways to Yan Junqing, as elegant and lazy as a cat.

Yan Junqing stopped answering Ye Jiangxue's words. After all, his love for Ling Ziliang was less than one thousandth of that of Ye Jiangxue. Moreover, Ye Jiangxue was not really jealous about this matter, nor

I'm not really worried about this matter, I'm just a little bit embarrassed and a little girlishly dissatisfied.

"I saw my shadow in Meng Xian." Ye Jiangxue sighed again, looked at the teacup in Yan Junqing's hand, spread her small and soft hand, and moved it, signaling Yan Junqing to put the teacup in

In her hands.

Yan Junqing did not hand the cup of tea he drank to Ye Jiangxue. Instead, he picked up the cup of tea that was close to Ye Jiangxue and put it into Ye Jiangxue's hand. However, Ye Jiangxue retracted her hand.
Chapter completed!