God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

Ningmeng did not forget that she sneaked out of the mansion before coming to the Prince's Mansion.

After Qin Zhao woke up, she should also go back.

Ningmeng sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out two bottles of pills and handed them to Qin Zhao.

This was refined by her during this period, and the medicinal materials used for refining medicine pills were directly redeemed from the system mall. The medicinal effects were much better than those outside.

You don't need two bottles. As long as you take one bottle, Qin Zhao's body will recover and the toxins on his body will be cleaned.

"Three times a day, one at a time." Ningmeng said, putting the pill in Qin Zhao's hand: "When you take this, you don't need to drink the other medicinal soups. After eating, your body will be well soon. ."

"Are you leaving?" Qin Zhao looked down at the two medicine bottles in his hand and looked away, not caring too much about his body.

"Yeah, you know, I sneaked over the wall, Miao Ling and Mother Tao must have been waiting anxiously." Ningmeng looked as it should be. She looked at Qin Zhao who was sitting on the bed, as if she understood. What, Ningmeng blinked: "You want to go too? Can you still leave your body now?"

"I'll try it." Qin Zhao closed his eyes.

For a while, when he opened his eyes, Qin Zhao frowned slightly and his expression was a little frustrated: "I can't live without it."

He felt that his body was like a magnet, already sucking his soul firmly in it.

And he didn't have the feeling of being able to control his soul at any time.

On the contrary, Ning Meng was not surprised by this result.

001 said, the reason why he couldn't merge into this body was because of a little accident.

Now that it has been integrated, it is naturally impossible to get out.

But Qin Zhao didn't know, he tried it once without success, then closed his eyes and tried several times before finally accepting this fact.

Even if he didn't speak, Ningmeng could feel his upset.

Ningmeng stretched out her hand to give him a smooth hair: "I'm leaving first, waiting for you to find me."

"Okay." Qin Zhao looked cautiously: "Mengmeng, you are waiting to be my princess."

"Good duck." Ningmeng pursed her lips and chuckled.

Ningmeng was personally sent out of the mansion by the butler of the Prince's Mansion, and suddenly there was no Qin Zhao's line of sight behind him, and Ningmeng realized that she was still a little uncomfortable.

It was still early at this time, Ningmeng sneaked into the street and strolled around, and found that everyone was talking about Qin Zhao's awakening.

Ningmeng was surprised.

Although communication in this era is not convenient, the speed at which she reads the gossip spreads very quickly.

Ningmeng raised her ears and listened to all directions, and found that although everyone knew the news that the prince had woken up, they did not know the identity of the person who had rescued the prince.

Everyone guessed, but none of them were right.

Ningmeng smiled mysteriously, and touched the prime minister's house with the roast goose and dim sum she bought.

Ningmeng stepped over the wall to enter. Miao Ling and Mother Tao both sat in the yard embroidering.

As soon as Ning Meng came back, the two people's originally nervous and anxious expressions suddenly became relaxed.

"Miss, you can count as coming back." Miao Ling stepped forward, making no secret of his worry about Ningmeng.

"Look, I bought you roast goose and dim sum." Ningmeng handed the things to Miao Ling and asked, "After I left, has anyone been in the yard before?"

"No." Miao Ling shook his head.

Xi Jiamu was kneeling on the wall of the ancestral hall to think about it at this time, and Liu Shu was also busy with how to help Liu Shu save her reputation, and didn't have time to find Ning Meng's troubles.

If it had been in the past, Ningmeng would definitely like this style of acting without contact with each other.

However, the content of her mission in this world is to let her find out the truth about the death of the original owner's mother many years ago.

So it is destined not to be so Buddhist to each other.

Ningmeng raised her hand and touched her chin. After the news that she was going to become a princess came out, Liu Shu and the others might not be able to hold it back.

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The medicine that Ningmeng left for Qin Zhao worked very well.

Qin Zhao took one pill before going to bed at night, and when he woke up the next day, he found that his body felt much better.

Although it was still a little uncomfortable, it was still within the range he could bear.

So, the next morning, Qin Zhao entered the palace.

He enters the palace for nothing else, just to give him a marriage.

Qin Zhao is now over eighteen.

At his age, his peers are already crowded with concubines in the backyard, and there are piles of children under his knees.

The emperor had long wanted to give Qin Zhao a marriage, but Qin Zhao was not willing to return to Beijing to listen to his orders.

This time Qin Zhao was seriously injured and sent back to Beijing. The emperor had already thought of giving him a marriage this time.

It's just that the emperor didn't expect that he hadn't selected the candidates for the crown prince, and Qin Zhao would actually get the hang of it.

"Which woman is it?" The emperor said with satisfaction and curiosity.

"Xi Ningmeng, the daughter of Prime Minister Zuo." Qin Zhao sat in the next seat and said clearly Ningmeng's identity.

"The daughter of Prime Minister Zuo..." The emperor frowned suddenly.