Chapter 273 (1/2)

Xiao Yan? WHAT？ Does he know her that well?

Huan Qingyan coughed, ”Your Highness, good.”

White dust sealed a smile on his handsome face. Compared with the ruthlessness just now, it was like a different person.

”Xiao Yan, what are you doing in the imperial medical hall? Are you coming to see me?”

How does Huan Qingyan feel strange? Is this white dust laden possessed by a ghost?

How could you smile so kindly at her?

”Your Highness misunderstood. I came to see brother Jiuli and happened to pass here. Your highness seems to be OK. Congratulations.”

I'm sorry that I didn't let you close the flower garden, but I didn't let you close the flower garden

The voice is gentle with a trace of affection.

Huan Qingyan was stunned at once. Is this misunderstanding a little big? She's worried about him? Oh, nonono

She's been estimating his death date!

”White dust seal, I remember your fatal wound was on your chest and abdomen, but it didn't hurt your brain. What's the matter with you? Shall I call the imperial doctor for you?”

The white dust seal came forward directly, and in a wall thumping posture, he surrounded the magic Yan on the flower bed. ”Xiao Yan, I know you like me. I was too stupid to live up to you...”

Before he finished speaking, a small stone flew from nowhere and hit him on the belly. The white dust seal was so painful that he snorted and his body was low

Huan Qingyan is still in a state of stupidity.

A figure in white, floating like a relegated fairy, appeared in her sight.

There is a feeling of guilty in the moment of magic leaning face. It's over. How did he appear in the imperial medical hall?

It's over, it's over, I'm so flustered!