Bai Lan casually put the Tibetan Flower in his hair into his hair: "Baima can't live without the snow mountain. You can take a Tibetan Flower with you."
"Gui Mu (sister-in-law), you, won't you help me?"
Zhang Luotong's eyes widened in shock, and he was about to curse, but he turned around and saw his uncle Zhang Ruishan and stopped.
A trace of worry flashed in Qida's eyes.
"Mingzhu, I want to go to Changbai Mountain to try my luck and see if I can cure your leg. The palace has officially given us a marriage contract this year. I want to completely cure your pain before we get married."
A trace of tears flashed in Yehenala Mingzhu's eyes: "It's very dangerous, Qi Baobao, I don't want you to take risks. I can live like this now."
Qi Xiaoshizi smiled, and a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes: "My little princess, I know you are in pain. When I come back and bring something that can heal your leg, you will no longer need the Fushou ointment. Promise me that you will use less when I am away."
"Mingzhu, when I come back, Shili Hongzhuang will marry you. From now on, our daughter will never be restrained."
A tear dropped from the corner of Yehenala Mingzhu's eyes.
Prince Qi brushed the teardrop with his thumb, held it in his mouth, held the precious Mongolian knife engraved with auspicious clouds in his hand, and walked out of the house resolutely.
The unlucky Zhang Xiaoguan happened to be 9 years old this year. He was pushed to the Holy Infant platform and was forced into this power struggle.
In a small single room,
Zhang Xiaoguan and Bai Lan sat around a small oil lamp, sighing incessantly.
"Ane, me."
Zhang Xiaoguan was interrupted by Bai Lan just as he was about to speak.
[Telepathy: Shh, don't talk, stay cool.
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