As Yang Susu closed the medicine box, she said, "The cold in your body has completely disappeared, so there is no need for acupuncture."

Jun Yichen had just vomited blood, and although his body was no longer abnormal, Yang Susu still let him lie on the couch to prevent any more accidents.

At this moment, he leaned on the couch, his beautiful eyes staring at Yang Susu without blinking: "Su'er, would you like to stay and have dinner with me?"

Yang Susu refused without thinking: "No, I have been out of the house for a long time today."

Jun Yichen lowered his eyes and said gently: "If I remember correctly, the small kitchen in your Qingyu Garden was demolished but not rebuilt."

Yang Susu nodded: "Well, it's okay. The big kitchen will prepare poisonous meals for me every day, so I won't starve to death."

Jun Yichen sighed: "Alas, I wanted you to stay and have dinner with me so that we can talk about the matter of Mingwa."

Yang Susu was silent for a moment, took a few steps forward, squatted in front of the couch, and rubbed Jun Yichen's head with her hand: "My Lord, be good. It's getting late today, and I have to go back to the mansion to fight against the demons and monsters. I am relieved that Xiao Zuo and Xiao You are under your care. We will discuss it next time."

Jun Yichen smiled and nodded: "Okay, Yisuer."

Yang Susu smiled with satisfaction: "Good boy!"

Then he instructed: "Although the coldness in the body has been completely eliminated, the cold poison will continue to regenerate coldness. I will try my best to find a way to suppress the regeneration of coldness. Your Majesty, don't worry."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Su'er!"

Yang Susu packed up the medicine box, put on a black cloak, and looked back at Jun Yichen: "My Lord, have a good rest. Remember, don't overwork yourself or catch a cold."

Jun Yichen nodded obediently: "Don't worry, Su'er."

The door opened, Yang Susu hurried out, and then quickly closed the door.

At first glance, there was a figure standing by the door.

Yang Susu bowed to the Sixth Prince Jun Zeyuan and asked, "How is the Sixth Prince's injury?"

Jun Zeyuan raised his arm and laughed: "Very good, this prince didn't know that this girl was a first time, and she sewed it up very well, but her eyes were too hot, and I was almost jealous!"

Yang Susu smiled softly: "It's good that nothing happened. This is not the first time Wangyou has sutured. She has sutured for small animals countless times!"

Jun Zeyuan: "..."

He is not an animal!

"Sixth Prince, please be careful these days and don't resort to violence, otherwise the wound will be affected and will not heal well."

Jun Zeyuan raised the wine pot and took a sip of the fragrant wine: "Thank you for your concern, Miss Yang San. I will drink and enjoy the snow in the next few days!"

"You can't drink alcohol, it's not good for wound healing!"

Jun Zeyuan looked embarrassed. It was ok not to know martial arts, but not to drink, I'm afraid it's not okay!

At this time, the door opened again.

Jun Yichen came out in a white brocade robe, still wearing a thick cloak, holding an oil umbrella in his hand.

"Second brother!"

Jun Yichen glanced at Jun Zeyuan and frowned slightly: "Sixth brother is injured!"

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious!"

Jun Yichen nodded: "I'll see Su'er off, you go back and rest first, and it's time to settle the matter of the Queen Mother."

When Jun Zeyuan heard the words "Su'er" come out of Jun Yichen's mouth, he showed a hint of surprise on his face.

He smiled meaningfully and said, "Okay, send it off, send it off well, send it off well - Su'er!"

Seeing Jun Yichen's appearance, he seemed to be fine, and Jun Zeyuan finally let go of his worries.

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