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The independent and sober little medical officer vs. The crazy four princes
Sang Fenghe was originally a Chinese medicine doctor, but once traveled through time, she was the fiancée of the fourth prince with an ear disease.
She originally thought that she could dissolve the marriage ordered by her parents and the matchmaker, but who would have thought that the system asked her to cure the deposed prince and help him ascend the throne.
When she first saw the fourth prince, she knew that this man was not as gentle as he appeared.
For some reason, that person always treated her like a stranger.
She always heard him call her Miss Sang Er, who was gentle and distant, but she knew that his nature was not like that.
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The proton of Xichu State smiled and asked him how his relationship with Sang Fenghe was.
He just chuckled and said calmly: "Is it possible that Prince Yan has forgotten why I married her?"
The man was a little suspicious and asked again with a frown.
Qi Yuan's lips curved with a hint of irony, and he said slowly: "Do you think she has no selfish motives for marrying me?"
She knew that she did have selfish motives and wanted to complete the mission and return to her original world.
She also understood that Qi Yuan didn't care much about her, and even felt a little disgusted with her.
After curing his ear disease, she did as he wished and stopped actively looking for him.
She thought that the chances of the two meeting each other were getting less and less, but she never thought that he would appear in front of her more and more frequently, even far exceeding the number of times she came to look for him.
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Later, in the East Palace, he pulled her into his arms, caressed her lips with his right hand, followed her lips to her slightly beating neck, and his mouth grease stained his hands and her neck.
He approached the side of her face and put his left hand around her waist. His hot and fine breaths were like fine flames, splashing on the trembling skin, and a moment of madness flashed in his eyes.
"I regret, I regret why I didn't fall in love with you earlier."
Reading Guide: 1. Ancient Imagination
2. 1V1sc
Note: Relevant medical professional knowledge comes from the collection of online videos, please do not take it seriously.
The male protagonist can read lips, communication is not a problem, the age difference is five years
*The following is the copy of "Oxygen Invasion"
Yuan You was originally an orphan in an orphanage, but she never wanted to dress up as a sickly young lady from a rich family. She was even asked by the system to conquer the male protagonist Su Zhixing.
Su Zhixing was indifferent, cold and noble, and his eyes seemed unable to tolerate anyone.
When they first met, Su Zhixing's slender and powerful legs stood in front of her. They were very beautiful.
After she was adopted by him, he seemed to take good care of her just as a sister, while she harbored evil intentions towards him.
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On the balcony, she took a deep breath and confessed to him.
He just looked at her lightly and said, "You are still young and don't understand what love is.
She was angry that he didn't understand her heart, but she couldn't do anything about him, so the two started a cold war.
In the hall, she could feel that he was next to her, but she couldn't turn her head to look at him. She just walked faster and faster, getting further and further away from him.
Even every time they met after that, they passed by each other in a hurry without looking at each other for a second.
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She was kidnapped not long after, and Su Zhixing hurriedly found her. He seemed to be staggering when he came over.
He picked her up and got into the car, kissing her tear-stained cheek gently.
"I thought you were an ice cube that couldn't be warmed no matter what. "Her slightly crying voice came.
She felt him kiss her on the corner of her lips, and then smelled the cool scent of cedar.
"Did you cover up the heat? "Su Zhixing looked at the crying girl in his arms with pity in his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you
