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Those soft red lips were more luscious and attractive than expected, Yan Wanting pressed against Xia Qiulian tightly with shortness of breath, wrapping his hands around her slender waist.

No struggle, no resistance.

Xia Qiulian didn't know if she was stunned, but she just leaned against Yan Banting and remained motionless. She opened her eyes and looked at the face of Yan Banting who was close at hand.

The soft and quiet lines of the cheeks, and the tightly closed eyes.

Yan Banting's long black eyelashes trembled slightly, brushing against Xia Qiulian's eyelids, itching and soft.

Yan Wanting didn't kiss deeply, but quietly kissed the soft lips with her eyes closed.

It seems like a long time has passed, but it seems that it has only passed for a moment.

Xia Qiulian raised her head gently, and left Yan Wanting's lips.

"Go back." Xia Qiulian lowered her head slightly and said softly.

"En." Yan Wanting opened his eyes and tilted his head in response.

On the way back, Xia Qiulian walked ahead, Yan Wanting followed behind her with his hands behind his back, looking suspiciously at the people in front of him from time to time.

She didn't know if Xia Qiulian was angry, because the man's face was so cold from the beginning to the end, and there was no trace of anger or shyness.

The palace maids and eunuchs who were passing by knelt down and saluted from a distance when they saw the two people coming.

Yan Wanting waved his hand casually.

"Your Highness is going to Jingling Hall." Xia Qiulian stopped suddenly, Yan Banting was caught off guard and almost bumped into her.

"Huh? Could it be that Qiu Lian doesn't want to receive him?"

Yan Wanting asked with a smile.

"Some things happened in Jingling Hall today, Qing Yuan and Lu Ruan are not in the hall, I'm afraid there is no one to entertain His Highness."

Xia Qiulian didn't look back, but said in a calm tone.

Yan Wanting could naturally hear what she meant.

Xia Qiulian didn't want her to go to Jingling Hall.

"Forget it, I happen to have something to go to the Tai Hospital,"

Yan Wanting lowered his head and smiled, with a hint of helplessness on the corners of his lips.

"Slow down, Your Highness."

Xia Qiulian finally turned around, with a cold expression on her face and a distant and polite attitude.

Yan Wanting suddenly felt bored, she took a deep look at Xia Qiulian, turned around and left without saying a word.

Xia Qiulian stood where she was, and raised her eyes to watch Yan Banting's figure disappear little by little.

After a long time, Yan Wanting was no longer seen, so she pursed her lips slightly, her cold eyes were full of confusion, she raised her hand, and her white fingertips gently caressed those hot lips.

Yan Wanting's face was condensed, he walked with his hands behind his back, and went straight to the Tai Hospital.

Without being informed, she went directly to the pharmacy in the backyard of the Tai Hospital.

The Imperial Hospital originally did not have a pharmacy refining room, but after resigning from the palace, Emperor Yan decreed to build a pharmacy refining room especially for resignation.

The alchemy room looks small, but it has everything, and it is unique.

It's like a small palace.

There is also a small courtyard surrounded in the middle, with rockery, green bamboos, and lingering clear water, it is a small world like a peach blossom garden.

There is more than one room in the pharmacy, there is a pharmacy for storing medicines, a small kitchen for making medicines, and a boudoir for resting.

As soon as Yan Wanting arrived at the door of the medicine refining room where Ci Chang was, he heard a chuckle coming from inside.

"Master, you have been treated like this." Fu An's voice came out in shame and indignation.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon."

The voice of resignation contained a faint smile, and it sounded low.

"Master, don't do it, it's so itchy." Fu'an protested weakly, with a hint of crying in his voice.

"It's worthless, it'll be fine in a while." Liao Ci complained like iron and steel, but his voice was spoiled.

Yan Wanting stood at the door, with a bit of inquiry in his eyes, his hands were pressed against the door, not knowing whether to push it or not.

The two masters and apprentices did not know what shameful things they were doing inside.

"All right."

"Master, if you bully people like this as soon as you come back, I won't expect you to come back next time." Fu'an protested and threatened.

"Oh? You have grown up now, and you still think of Master. If you don't want to, next time I will find you, Senior Sister Chubai, for my teacher." He said with a lonely sigh.

"Senior sister doesn't want to. In the master's school, who else would let Master do this except me." Fu An snorted angrily.

"Okay, baby, just wash it off once."

He spoke softly and comforted him.

Yan Wanting finally couldn't hold back anymore, she pushed open the door straight away, looking inside with sharp eyes.

"Wanting."

Liaoci sat by the medicine stove in the room, looked up at Yan Wanting, with a smile on his face, holding a brush in his hand, Fu An lay limply on the table with his back to the door, Yan Wanting looked Her face was not seen.

"Uncle Master, you and Fu'an, this is?" Yan Wanting coughed lightly, and tilted his head in embarrassment.

The scene in front of her was a little different from what she had imagined.

"Your Highness." Fu An called out, sat up and turned to look at Yan Wanting.

Yan Wanting was startled, raised his eyebrows and looked at the person in front of him in astonishment.

I saw the person in front of me, with a white and tender face, covered with various colors of paint, I couldn't see the real face, only two bright black deer eyes, staring at me blankly.

It's like the makeup of an opera singer.

If it wasn't for looking at that figure and listening to that voice, Yan Wanting would hardly have recognized that this person was Fu An.

"Look, Master, His Highness has been frightened."

Fu'an chuckled, and there seemed to be some complacency in the smile.

"Ban Ting, come in." Liao Ci put down the pen in his hand, and waved lightly.

"When did my uncle raise this monster?"

Yan Wanting held back the smile on his lips and walked into the room.

"Your Highness, I'm not a monster, it's me, Fuan."

Fu An was dissatisfied with Yan Wanting calling her a monster, and stared at Yan Wanting with wide eyes.

It was originally a face that was painted like a painted face, but the two big black deer eyes widened again, which looked a little scary.

"You...you go out and wash your face." Yan Wanting tilted his head, not wanting to look at Fu'an in disgust, and pointed to the door.

"Little Fu'er, I have important matters to discuss with Your Highness as a teacher, you can go out, when the teacher calls you, you are coming in."

After saying a word, he leisurely put away the jade plate with various paints on the table.

"do not want!"

Fu'an looked at Yan Wanting who looked disgusted, and then looked at Yan Wanting who wanted to dismiss her resignation, but suddenly refused loudly.

"No?" Yan Wanting narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Every time His Highness came down, Master would drive me away, and then you would hide here without knowing what to do. I sat at the door and watched the crows fly around. His Highness didn't come out until dark. Master never told Me, what are you and Your Highness doing?"

Fu An took a vigilant look at Yan Wanting, then turned his head and lay down on the table in aggrieved manner, pouted his lips, his black and clear deer eyes with hazy mist on his flowery face, and stared at him resigned.

"Where did the crow come from in the palace?"

Yan Wanting frowned and asked back.

"Xiao Fu'er, I have a business to discuss with Your Highness as a teacher, you should go out obediently, and I will make sweet and sour pork ribs for you in the evening, okay?"

Facing Fu'an's uproar, she didn't feel displeasure in her speech, and her eyes were full of tenderness and indulgence. She reached out and gently touched Fu'an's furry head, as usual, tempted Fu'an to be obedient with delicious food.

"You can go out if you want, I ate sweet and sour pork ribs tonight, and I still have to sleep with Master."

When Fu An heard about the sweet and sour pork ribs, his dark eyes lit up, but he confidently added conditions.

"Are you three years old, and you still want to sleep with your uncle?" Yan Wanting hugged his chest and snorted coolly.

"If Master doesn't agree, I won't leave. I'll be stuck on the table and I won't be able to move." Fuan hugged the corner of the table shamelessly, muttered and lay still on his stomach.

"Go and hug your pillow."

Liaoci smiled softly, shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to grab Fuan Bainen's cute little earballs, and tugged.

"it is good."

Fu Anteng stood up, replied in a loud voice, wiped his face happily, took a hand of paint, and ran out jumping and jumping, repeating while running.

"Hold the pillow and sleep with the master. Hug the pillow and sleep with the master......"

"Uncle, you are the only one who can spoil her."

Yan Wanting watched Fu'an Rabbit hopped out, stepped forward to close the door, shook his head with a smile.

"She is just a child."

After resigning, he lifted the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea into the teacup, and pushed it to the side of the table.