Gao Lengmeng emperor loves fierce concubine

Chapter 210 Making Toys for Xiao Baozi (2)
Pfft, Jimo Meng staggered a bit, gritted his teeth and said, "You think it's Biziwan? Then I'll give it to you!"

Hearing this, Mo Mo bowed his body and smiled, "This subordinate dare not!"

Jimo Meng snorted coldly, and left annoyed, was he too gentle, making them all dare to make jokes about themselves?Would ink's medical skills not be able to see that it was a medicine for replenishing vitality?

Hua Ruofeng and the others followed behind, secretly turned their heads and gave Mo Mo a thumbs up!
Mo Mo responded with a good look at you, is there such a thing in the emperor, as a man, no one can see clearly, the cooperating scenes are very realistic!
Only the naive and young Xiao Yu'er had a sad look on his face, woo woo... Even the master prepared the Bizi Wan?Could it be that all these tragedies that made him miserable were premeditated?woo woo...

That pill, ahem, pill, and ink was given to Jiu Lan, and she asked her to serve a certain one to eat it. A certain one was already sleepy at that moment, and refused to open its mouth to cooperate. Jiu Lan looked at Mo Mo helplessly, Mo Mo's eyes A smile flashed in the light, and he said softly, "The emperor gave it to you. After eating it, you can get out of bed tomorrow."

Hearing this, Jiu Lan's face darkened again, what about Mo Mo's integrity?

But a certain one obviously accepted this trick, muttered "he has a little conscience", then frowned and swallowed it, and slept soundly all night.

On the second day, I was really alive and well, and there was no incident that made people want to get out of bed!

Early in the morning, the sound of silk and bamboo fluttered in the flower building, which was melodious and pleasant to the ear.

A certain one was eating breakfast in his private room, and had a very good appetite. He had already drank a bowl of porridge, and asked Jiu Lan to fill another bowl.

The corners of Jiu Lan's mouth wanted to twitch again, could it be that he had exhausted so much physical strength last night exercising with the emperor?

Cough cough, why are these words so awkward?
A certain one was drinking porridge, listening to the tunes outside playing over and over again, and asked involuntarily, "Xiao Jiu, who is playing this?"

"Jie Ke!"

"Jie Ke?" A certain brow frowned, "Didn't my sister teach him several pieces? Why does she always play one piece? And what's the matter with only playing but not singing?"

Jiu Lan was speechless, "Miss, the songs you taught those girls yesterday, that is not suitable for Ke to sing, and the few songs you sang, are not suitable either?" That song is cheerful, but who dares to sing it?
Cute?Pfft, it contains the emperor's name!

A certain thought about it, "Well, that's true. It seems that my sister has to teach him a few more songs when she is free. From now on, he will be the professional audio player of our flower building."

There are no such electronic products in this time and space, it is really monotonous, and only artificial ones can be used!What a luxury!

Jiu Lan didn't know what a player was, but seeing the lady's expression, she knew it wouldn't be a good thing, she silently sympathized with those two people, after being sent by the emperor, one was doing chores and the other was cooking , now reduced to a show, alas...

After breakfast, a certain one changed into men's clothing. While helping her tidy up, Jiu Lan asked, "Go over there, what if someone comes here? You are now..." The national goddess!

A certain one raised its eyebrows and smiled very proudly, "Tell Yan's mother that my sister is not only rich in social status, but also has good eyesight. If you want to see me, you must make an appointment and register first, and write down your identity, age, appearance, and conduct. Then, decide whether to meet or not."

Jiu Lan has already gained a little immunity from being poisoned. Hearing the words, she responded indifferently. She even thought it was very good. Maybe the lady would be so frightened that she would not come to the door, so everyone would be relieved. .

(End of this chapter)