Traveling through the elf palace master play the king

"Princess Xueqing, the palace has arrived, please get out of the car." Zuo Yan walked to the front of the car. With the lesson he just learned, he would not be easily fooled by this foreign princess again.

Qingqing was also very careful to restrain her incessant thoughts of teasing others, and walked out of the car in a ladylike manner. Xiaoxin and Xiaozhu behind her sighed, "The master is really a strong man, and his every move is ladylike. I have never seen anything like this."

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Zuo Yan led the group, and the group entered the mansion. Qingqing revisited his old place and felt a special feeling in his heart. At first, he agreed to Shuran's request and came here, and out of curiosity, he entered the palace and met Shuyu by chance. What happened later was like

Like a projector, scenes appear before your eyes.

"Princess, this is the prince's bedroom." Zuo Yan was really worried about whether this princess was really good at medicine.

Qingqing walked slowly into the room. The furnishings in the room were simple. The old housekeeper stood motionless by the bed, and the people on the bed were also motionless.

"Your Majesty, Princess Xueqing of Xinya Kingdom has come to see you," Zuo Yan said softly.

The person on the bed weakly said "Yes" and the old housekeeper saluted, "I have met Prime Minister Zuo, Princess Xueqing."

"No gifts!" Qingqing had already walked to the bed and looked at Long Shuran on the bed, with a helpless look on his face, and almost laughed out loud.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Xueqing will help you treat it. As for whether the medicine can cure the disease, I can't guarantee it."

Long Shuran squinted his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, feeling a sense of déjà vu. Unfortunately, his face had been covered and he couldn't see her face at all. Those aura eyes were looking at him, as if he were laughing at him.

"I...I don't know what's wrong with me, I just can't exert any strength," Long Shuran replied weakly.

Qingqing turned around and looked at Zuo Yan, "Prime Minister Zuo, tell everyone to go out. I have to treat the prince, and I don't want to be distracted."

"Then I'll stay with the princess so that I can get started." Zuo Yan asked everyone in the room to retreat, but he still stood there without moving.

"How dare I use Prime Minister Zuo to attack, as long as I have my girls," Qingqing said to Xiaoxin and Xiaozhu, telling them to clear the place.

Xiaoxin and Xiaozhu seemed to have big hands, each pulling Zuo Yan's sleeves. Zuo Yan couldn't push or stop him, and in the end he had no choice but to be asked out.

There were only Qingqing and two girls left in the room, and of course Long Shuran who was pretending to be sick on the bed. He was the most worried now. He didn't know what this foreign princess was going to do to him. There were all kinds of things popping up on his head.

Cold sweat.

"Oops! The prince is sweating, he must have a cold," Qingqing said, holding back her laughter.

Xiaoxin and Xiaozhu both covered their mouths, fearing that they would laugh out loud.

"Xiao Zhu, bring the medicine box I brought. If you have a cold, you need to use a needle." Xiao Xin moved a stool and placed it next to the bed, and Qing Qing sat down.

"Princess, the medicine box is here, which needle should I use?" Xiaozhu opened her mouth wide as she looked at the needles in the box that had been prepared in advance.

"Use the thickest one, disinfect it and pass it to me," Qingqing commanded. She wanted to see how long Long Shuran could endure it.

"Miss, the needle is here!"

"Well... Your Majesty! You have to be patient! In order to cure you as soon as possible, I have to give you an injection." Qingqing held a long, shiny needle in her hand and approached like Long Shuran.