The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

"Well, you... don't you like sweets?" the girl asked tentatively.

"No." After speaking, he took out a piece and tasted it. "Not bad."

Ji Xiaoyao, who was lying at the door secretly watching in the study, heard the speechless face here, and sure enough, he would never refuse anything Yun Ziyue gave, but he said he didn't eat sweets.

Oh, he can see this man thoroughly.

"Try it all, I'm going to dispense the medicine for you."

"……it is good."

Watching the girl's back disappear at the end of the corridor, Mo Jinyao returned to the study.

Ji Xiaoyao hurriedly sat down in his seat, looked at what Mo Jinyao was holding, and did not forget to tease.

"I remember someone said that they don't like to eat sweet things. Why did you get back a bag this time? It's not for me, right?"

He said as if the bag in the man's hand stretched out his hand.

Before touching the edge of the paper bag, Mo Jinyao hid and opened his hand by the way.

"This king just doesn't like to eat what you gave."

"..." Listen, is this what people say? Mad, this son really wants to fall in love.

"Don't be poor, and watch."

Ji Xiaoyao finally got a straight look. This is not a joke. If Nan Ling and Bei Di really unite, they still have to plan early.

Nanling Inn

Yang Xiyu returned to her room.

As soon as I closed the door, I noticed the breath of strangers in the room, and a pair of peach blossom eyes shot at a certain part of the room.

"Since your Excellency has sneaked into this world's room, why don't you come out and see it?"

There was no movement in the room for a while, making people think that this world was talking to the air.

After a long while, there was a sound, and a figure in black clothes appeared in front of him.

Yang Xiyu looked at him up and down, this man was wearing a mask, but he seemed to have some kung fu.

"I wonder why you came to my room?"

Yang Xiyu didn't call someone because it was useless. This man's martial arts was superior to him, and it was easy to kill him. If he didn't reveal his breath to him, he couldn't find out.

"Someone asked me to send Shi Zi a letter, Shi Zi read it and understood."

Yang Xiyu took the letter, and disappeared before he could open it.

"Tsk tsk, with such skill, I am afraid that it is not an ordinary person."

Opening the letter, reading it again, a frivolous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Murmured, "Mo Jinyao, Mo Jinyao, it seems that I am not the only one who wants you to die. It is a pity that we are enemies. We are destined to die for you and me. If you were born in Nanling, I am afraid it would not be this. It’s a pity..."

Yang Xiyu threw the letter into the incense burner, a treacherous light flashed in his eyes.

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"How about, which one do you prince like to eat?"

In the courtyard, Yun Ziyue's eyes were shining and asked about falling stars.

Falling Star looked embarrassed, "Wang Hao, Ye Po said that the prince had tasted all the desserts and said they were all delicious."

"..." Yun Ziyue never expected such an answer. Forget it, there are still a few days left, she is not in a hurry.

In the next time, Yun Ziyue concentrated on her purse.

But here comes the question again, what color does he like? Yun Ziyue scratched her hair irritably. It was the first time that she was so serious about celebrating a person's birthday with no experience.

So in the next few days, the palace saw his princess sneaking into the prince’s room while the prince was away, and coming out of his prince’s room with a calm expression.

What is even more strange is that the three secret guards who didn't show up much in the past have a very high probability of appearing in front of them recently, and sometimes they whisper to each other and ask them some questions.

Everyone was puzzled.

Of course Mo Jinyao found out, but Ye Po looked at his prince as if he was deliberately cooperating with the princess. He would go out for a while at a certain time, and made everyone in the courtyard of the palace retreat.

Ye Po was completely puzzled. What kind of fun are his prince and princess playing?

He asked Ji Xiaoyao. After listening to Ji Xiaoyao, he said to him politely, you'll know when you have someone you like.

Ye Po replied, didn't the son also have no one he likes?

Master Ji, I seemed to have thought of something for a long time, shivered and stopped talking.

Fortunately, the effort paid off. After several days of inquiries, Yun Ziyue finally learned that Mo Jinyao likes purple and blue. ,

So Yun Ziyue started construction.

Every day in Mingxia, he poked the door secretly and pretended to cough when he saw the prince coming. Yun Ziyue in the room instantly stuffed the embroidered purse into the quilt, picked up the notebook next to him, and a set of actions. It's all in one go, without a trace of flaws.

Mo Jinyao didn't expose her, just smiled, "Little girl, the book in your hand is upside down."

Yun Ziyue. "..." Haosheng was embarrassed.

She had never been so awkward in her previous life.

The two wives were quite pleased with this. Their princesses can be literary and martial arts, and they can be famous for being a female celebrity and have a delicate mind. Blessed are their princes.

There is a peaceful atmosphere in the Chen Palace, but outside the Palace, a conspiracy is quietly brewing.

An inn somewhere in the suburbs of Beijing

A man in a black shirt was sitting in the private room on the second floor, and the door was slowly opened.

The people sitting inside didn't seem to be surprised when they saw the visitor.

Slowly walked to the opposite side of the man.

"Shizi doesn't seem surprised?"

"In Xia's heart, I wonder who in the capital will call the next prince in Nanling. If you think about it, you can only be the three princes of the dynasty, your Royal Highness."

Yes, the two people are Yang Xiyu and Mo Wenli.

"I don't know why the prince asked to come here?"

Mo Wenli secretly said, asking knowingly.

"The prince is a wise man, so I won't be oblivious to this king. My father is very old, and what the prince wants is the throne. I wonder if the prince can help me?"

"Ha, the prince was joking. I'm just a little prince. How can I have this ability?" Yang Xiyu's male and female face flashed in puzzlement.

Mo Wenli sighed to himself, but it didn't show up on the face.

"My son, don't belittle yourself, after all, we have a common enemy-the regent"

"..." Yang Xiyu was silent for a while, thinking in her heart, and then said after a while, "I can cooperate with the prince, but I also hope that the prince will agree to the next two things."

"Sir, please tell me."

"After it's done, I want Yun Ziyue and the city of Jiangnan."

Mo Wenli gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

Yun Ziyue in the palace did not know that she had been used as a bargaining chip and became a bargaining chip at the negotiating table.

At this moment, Yun Ziyue frowned as she looked at the purse in her hand.

"Mother, what pattern should I embroider on this?"

Yun Ziyue was entangled in Mother Rong's hand with a pattern of Tamron, and Mother Yan with a pattern of iris.

Tamron represents power and status. It is the standard equipment of the royal family. It is naturally fine to embroider this, but