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Duanmu Rong went back to her room. After pushing the door open, the smell of medicine on her face made her quickly cover her nose. Even though the medicine she just made was given to men, it would inevitably cause her blood to accelerate.

She opened the door and stood in front of the door waiting for the smell of medicine to dissipate. For some reason, he glanced at Jingyu's room. Seeing that the light inside has not been extinguished, I feel a little strange... Is he still going to have sex with the lights on? Otherwise, according to the hardness ~ hardness on his body that she felt just now, she couldn't imagine that he would endure it for a while. After all, he was only a twelve-year-old child, and it was the first time he had faced such a situation.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say 'ridiculous' in her heart. Shaking his head, he blamed himself for thinking about him again, and let that self-righteous stupid boy taste the bitterness... Even so, isn't it just a manifestation of her indignation that her kindness has been treated like that by him?

Perhaps, she didn't notice that.

After the smell of medicine dissipated, Duanmu Rong went back to the room and cleaned up the residues, jars, medicine pestles, and towels left over from the previous medicine. She paused when she was about to retrieve the bamboo slip with the method of making the medicine. I couldn't help but look at the part where the medicine works... It is clearly marked for adult men to eat, and if it is chewed and swallowed, it will have an effect after a quarter of an hour.

'Strange, why did he react so quickly?' Duanmu Rong pondered with her eyebrows, completely forgetting what she was thinking about, what a shame it should be for a woman. She is a practitioner of medicine, and what she cares about is the question of medicine, 'Is there something wrong with my production?' ’

She held the bamboo slip and carefully recalled every step of the pharmaceutical process... Usually the people who come to her for treatment are on the premise of saving lives, and who would ask her to make this medicine for a woman. Although she knew that there was, she also had some impressions, but it was really the first time she made it, and it was inevitable that she would question the efficacy of the medicine.

A knock on the door interrupted her musings, and after putting the bamboo slip down for a moment, Duanmu Rong came to the door and opened it.

"Yue'er?" She was a little surprised, "It's been so late, why are you..."

"Sister Rong, I, I can't sleep..."Yue'er lowered her head slightly, a pair of big watery eyes with a dodging gaze, and her face was all red, "Can I talk to you?" "

"Well, come in, don't catch a cold." Duanmu Rong let go of her body, and after Yue'er entered, she closed the door again... She couldn't help but pause and glance in the direction of Jingyu's room. Seeing that the light had been extinguished, I finally felt a pang in my heart.

"Sister Rong, are you still reading medical books?" After Yue'er entered the room, she saw the bamboo slip.

Duanmu Rong exhaled lightly, turned around and faced that the expression on her face had returned to its usual elegance.

"I still have a question that I haven't figured out." She said.

Seeing Yue'er sitting down at the low table, she also walked over and poured a cup of tea for Yue'er. Yue'er held the teacup in both hands, although she put on a posture to drink it and approached her mouth, but her eyes quietly looked at Duanmu Rong.

Almost seeing that she grew up since she was a child, Duanmu Rong smiled rarely, "Yue'er, is there anything else you can't say to your sister?" She spoke softly, as Jingyu thought, like a real sister.

Yue'er put down the teacup, still holding it in both hands. Her kneeling posture is also extremely graceful and natural, which is well reflected in the court education she received since childhood.

"Sister Rong, Yue'er remembered what happened in Yan Country before." Yue'er said, her voice slightly low, "At that time, there was a time when my father and mother mentioned a name. Although Yue'er was still young and didn't understand what they were talking about, she left an impression of it. Later, when he came here, when the leader of the thieves mentioned it again, Yue'er remembered it at once. "

Her face turned slightly red, and her eyes sought Duanmu Rong's affirmation.

"Princess, so you already know?" Duanmu Rong was surprised, and even used her former title, "The crown princess did tell me that he should have a marriage contract with the princess." "

The back of the man Jingyu saw when she was four years old was Prince Yan Dan who secretly came to Chu State. Xiang Yan asked Yan Dan for Jingyu with a thick face, but because Jingyu refused to call him grandfather, he never told Jingyu. Later, Yan Dan was rumored to have been killed by King Yan, and the family had no whereabouts, and it was inevitable that they would die. In pity, he broke off this thought and didn't plan to mention it to Jingyu again.

Therefore, Jingyu still doesn't know that he still has a marriage contract.

Yue'er seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but she was a little hesitant and anxious, "But Sister Rong, he is now married to Sister Qing'er and Sister Snow Girl, and that Yue'er... What to do? Yue'er is afraid that she likes Brother Jingyu. "

If I wasn't sure before, whether I was just a sister's admiration for my brother, or a girl's love for a boy. So tonight's kiss, she didn't have the slightest resistance and hatred, which is enough to explain everything. She was kissed by him, so that he must have a male and female affection for her. This made her feel both happy and inevitably suffering from gains and losses.

Duanmu Rong sighed in her heart, smiled and comforted her, "The princess doesn't have to be shaken. I want to believe that in the future, when he knows your identity, he will willingly accept this family business. The princess is such a lovely person, he is afraid that he will not be able to ask for it. "

The orthodox princess of Yan Kingdom, in terms of identity, is indeed very compatible with him, and she is the most suitable as a wife. Duanmu Rong didn't have the slightest worry about this, and there was only Xiao Xuan who could compete with Yue'er in terms of identity. It's just that Yue'er has a marriage contract with him, which is better than Xiao Xuan.

"I, how can I be so good, Sister Xuenu, Sister Qing'er, and Sister Rong are more beautiful." Yue'er lowered her head shyly, but she was a lot more relieved.

Hearing Yue'er actually counted herself, even though she knew that what she said did not contain that layer of meaning, Duanmu Rong still couldn't help but blush. It's a shame that Yue'er herself was thinking about it, and she didn't notice it.

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