Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Xie Zhuo was shackled when he left, and couldn't help but look innocently at Yuan Shuo.

Yuan Shuo's throat was dry and hoarse, and his Adam's apple rolled for a while before he spoke, "You..."

"What?" Under those eyes, Xie Zhuo, who felt that he had passed Qianfan, was also a little nervous, and couldn't help blinking: "What's wrong with me?"

"Why..." Yuan Shuo's still moist lips curled up slightly, looking at Xie Zhuo seductively: "Why did you kiss me?"

Xie Zhuo blinked innocently: "Is this considered a kiss?"

A cunning flashed in his eyes: "I just want to see if you lied to me or not."

"What's the result?" Yuan Shuo looked at the rosy lips, and his voice became deeper and deeper.

"Sweet." Xie Zhuo read a scripture: "Don't pester me for candied fruit tomorrow!"

"it is good."

Yuan Shuo looked at Xie Zhuo seriously, like a well-behaved child: "Then you have to try this medicine tomorrow to see if it's bitter or not."

"My lord, the eldest princess has arrived."

When Yuan Shuo came out, the eldest princess was sitting awkwardly with the Duke of England in the main hall, and the atmosphere in it was almost frozen into ice.

And the ice melted instantly after seeing Yuan Shuo.

The British Duke hadn't seen Yuan Shuo for a long time, so naturally he didn't notice what Yuan Shuo looked like after his condition deteriorated.

But the eldest princess was different, she had just seen Yuan Shuo and his frail appearance.

If she hadn't been too familiar with her son, she would hardly have believed that this man was Yuan Shuo.

"Ziyou?" Her voice trembled a little: "Your body?"

Behind the British Duke, another pair of eyes showed undisguised shock.

How can it be?

Isn't Yuan Shuo dying now?How come it looks healthier than it was more than a month ago?

At this moment, Yuan Bin couldn't help but feel confused.

For a long time, he had always felt that he could inherit the British government, and this was based on the fact that Yuan Shuo would die early.

Now, Yuan Shuo is getting healthier and healthier, so why is it that he can't take the position of the Duke of England?

He was so distraught that he couldn't believe that his elder brother who was still in a wheelchair would suddenly become like this!

"As you can see." Yuan Shuo smiled slightly at the eldest princess: "My son found a famous doctor a few days ago."

The eldest princess's heart skipped a beat, and she asked expectantly, "Then..."

"It can be cured!"

In an instant, the eldest princess burst into tears.

As for the British Duke, his heart is much more complicated at the moment.

Logically speaking, he should be happy that his son recovered from his illness.

But what if this son never got close to him, and might even take the position of his favorite son as the eldest son?

At this moment, he felt ashamed, since he was already sick before, why should he get better?

At this moment, the brain circuits of Yuan Bin and his son are strangely linked together.

Of course, no one cares what they think.

After the eldest princess cried, she nodded again and again: "It's good if it can be good, it's good if it can be good!"

She was already ready for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, but she never thought that now...

She wiped away her tears, and saw Xie Zhuo who was pushing the wheelchair behind him and smiled shyly at him.

And just looking at Xie Zhuo, she realized something was wrong.

It's just because the jade pendant on Xie Zhuo's waist was the one given to him by her elder brother when Yuan Shuo reached the crown.

Although Yuan Shuo didn't really like that thing in the past two years, he cherished it extremely because of his status.