Others don’t understand this, but Qi Yunche understands that Bei Yao has admitted that he has fallen into it. There must be something wrong with the pill. He is asking Xin Luo to give him an antidote.

Luo Qingxin said proudly: "My medicine is very expensive!"

Duanmu Beiyao turned his head, and Yuan Han reluctantly handed over a stack of silver notes, one hundred taels a day, and there were probably not a dozen.

Luo Qingxin took the silver note and smiled immediately. He actually took out another pill and said, "Precaution will help you to get rid of your life... Oh no, the medicine will cure the disease!"

Everyone: "..."

It’s shameless to say that medicine can cure the disease.

It would be fine to tell others, but I don’t look at who this person is. He is a sick person, so he only breathes a few breaths. It would be more credible to say that medicine is enough to get rid of life.

Duanmu Beiyao took the pill and threw it into his mouth without looking at it.

Luo Qingxin pointed at him and smiled, "You're done, this is poison!"

Everyone: "..."

Duanmu Beiyao said indifferently: "I am lingering in my illness and hard work. If it is really a poison, then I have to thank you for giving me a trip."

Luo Qingxin: "..."

She rolled her eyes: "I'm sick!" She made her feel no accomplishment even if she joked.

Duanmu Beiyao followed the good deeds: "You have medicine!"

Luo Qingxin: "..."

Her eyes rolled, looked at Duanmu Beiyao, and said, "You are sick, I have medicine! Remember to be polite to me in the future!"

Everyone here who was completely ignored: "..."

Hou Shijie saw Duanmu Beiyao's reaction, and his heart fell back into his stomach at this time. He could say this, but it was obvious that he didn't want to stay in this place for a while.

He bowed to Duanmu Beiyao and said, "Your Highness, you're fine. You're all misunderstandings just now, please don't take them to heart!"

Duanmu Beiyao looked kind and looked sincere, with a sincere tone, and said a little weakly: "Don't say that, Mr. Hou, please don't say that. I am just a little weak. I want to change to my fourth brother. I can withstand a stool!"

Duanmu Chiye: "..."

Why is it him again?

Hou Shijie: "..."

Can you stop mentioning the fact that you smashed a stool?

Although his mouth twitched and his face looked ugly, he still had to say with a good attitude: "I'm reckless!"

"No, no, no, it's because I'm not good. I will definitely maintain my body stronger in the future, and I can withstand a stool for you if I'm the only one!"

Hou Shijie: "..."

He would never use a stool to smash people with his hand. Isn’t it enough to suffer a loss? Because of this accidental smash, he admitted his conscience and conscience, and had long lost his face. If this matter is spread, he might be laughed at as if he is laughed at.

He said with a bitter face: "Your Majesty is fine, so I'll be relieved. You'll talk, please say goodbye, let's go!"

Duanmu Beiyao was kind and polite, and said gentlely: "Young Master, walk slowly!"

It looks very polite and kind.

Unfortunately, it was quickly destroyed.

"Stop!" Luo Qingxin's voice.

Hou Shijie looked at her coldly, and he didn't think that he was really cowardly when he admitted his conscience just now. This stinky girl was ungrateful, and he would definitely ask her to pay a price she couldn't imagine.

Everyone was stunned. What does Miss Xin San mean? It’s enough to stop when you see this matter. If you continue to pester, she, a daughter of a foreign official, really wants to touch the big stone of the Duke’s Mansion with an egg?
Chapter completed!