But the Dog Emperor is not stupid. If this matter is revealed, he will definitely die. Before he could figure out a solution to the problem, the soup bowl in his hand was snatched away by the other party.

Panxia raised her head and poured the extremely bitter abortion medicine into her stomach in one breath.

Putting down the medicine bowl, feeling the faint throbbing pain starting to spread in her abdomen, she suddenly laughed, tears rolling down her eyes.

"No, I don't regret it, not at all! I'm just happy, so happy!"

No matter how mild the abortion pill is, it will be painful.

A child is conceived in the mother's flesh and blood, and it is painful to peel off the unformed flesh and blood.

Pan Xia was already lying on the dusty long table, her underwear soaked in cold sweat, and her whole body was curled up in pain.

"Little Master, open your mouth."

Hearing Linlang's soft cry, she opened her mouth subconsciously. The next moment, a piece of clean and soft clothing was stuffed into her mouth, with the unique smell of soap locust. It was different from rouge and gouache, but it was fresh and profound.

"Woo..."

Every moment seems to pass by extremely long.

The poor barrel was scrapped.

Linlang was a layman and was not interested in such elegant cakes that needed to be eaten with tea. Just when she was about to put them away first, she suddenly had a cup of poured bayberry thirsty water at her hand.

Linlang's heart immediately thumped.

"I want to talk to Linlang, is that okay?"

But Panxia was forgotten.

Her shoulders shook in fright, and her hands exerted some force uncontrollably...

And this is the sweet date that the eldest princess rewarded her.

"I feel like I'm bleeding a lot...am I going to die?"

Before he finished saying that he wanted to give him tea, Chen Yang suddenly seemed to remember something and ran out excitedly: "Tea?"

Xia Gengyi lowered his head.

"Linlang, do you want some water?"

The pot of dough she had kneaded in the morning had now risen. She was about to poke it with her chopsticks to see if it was soft enough, when the hem of her clothes was suddenly pulled gently.

Linlang was not afraid of the blood stains at all, and shook her head, "Please believe in my medical skills, little master. This medicine of mine will never kill anyone. Besides, I am still a few months old, so it will be fine."

This other thing about her, you can tell with your toes, must be martial arts and swordsmanship...

Linlang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and brought the tea to him, "Of course, it's good, and it's a coincidence that the Second Highness came here, there happens to be some here."

"Thanks……"

Just after washing the pieces of mottled blood cloth, Linlang twisted them and put them in the bucket. Then she turned around and faced a huge chest.

This tea fruit is a snack brought by Yingtian Temple to entertain distinguished guests.

Linlang's fingers were sore when she returned to the kitchen carrying the small lotus tea snacks on the big plate, which was not enough for two mouths. There was still a look of fear on her face.

"Won't."

"What a pity." Danzhu said with a rather regretful tone, "Her Royal Highness the Princess asked you to follow me to learn how to manage affairs from now on, and not to learn anything else."

It is said that there are twelve in total, and the twelve types of flowers are made according to the months of the year. They are lifelike and Zen-like, and even the stamens and leaf veins are carefully made.

Lowering his head, it turned out to be Han Ying's little fleshy face.

New life is innocent. Linlang knew this. She sighed secretly and brought a basin of hot water over to help wipe it off.

The simulation did not show in detail which pastry the two people collided with. So she specially prepared such a large basin of dough, just in case.

Linlang shook her head helplessly.

"I'm afraid..." Panxia looked at her vaguely with tears in her eyes, her eyes dependent.

He wakes up earlier than a chicken and goes to bed later than a dog.

Sticky blood slowly trickled down her legs and wet the hem of her skirt. The warehouse was dark and the doors and windows were locked. Only a ray of light penetrated the broken window paper and fell on the thin and frail woman.

She and Biechun used to be in He Jinyu's palace, but now He Jinyu is dead and the trees have fallen and the hozens are scattered. Biechun is doing better, as he has a dragon seed in his belly.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Linlang didn't want to ask about the specific matters between her and Li Yu, but silently dealt with the blood stains. After wiping the table and floor, she brought a set of clean clothes for Xia to change into.

Murong Chenyang always seems to have a different kind of dependence on her.

Danzhu looked at her with bright eyes, and even touched her delicate hands that were holding the bucket, and praised her, "That's great, your body is really good."

"If there is something you don't want to do, I can try to refuse."

Seeing that her forehead was still sweaty from writing so hard, Chen Yang stepped forward and gently pushed the cup closer to her hand.

Danzhu was far harsher than expected. Linlang tried hard to keep up her spirits, but was still punished countless times, which brought back the pain of learning the rules when she first entered the palace.

Panxia lay weakly, her temples covered with sweat, but she was grateful to be staring at her.

The child raised his bright eyes and made no secret of his love for her.

Even though Chen Yang is considered calm among his peers, children are children.

When Linlang felt that his hand was slightly numb from being strangled by the other party, he completely removed the immature innocent fruit.

The most frequent visitors to the kitchen were Sang Yu's pair of children. The former came to learn some three-legged cat kung fu, while the latter came to eat and drink.

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The superiors in this palace look more like deans than each other.

The last time I copied so many books was when I was studying in modern times...

She suddenly paused.

"That's right! Linlang, wait for me first!"

It's more like a work of art than a pastry.

Anyway, she is not favored and has a low sense of presence. No one will notice her no matter what she wears.

However, Danzhu knows better than teaching Aunt Xi the principle of giving a slap and a date.

"Linlang, I just heard someone said that you left something delicious for me. What was it?"

Linlang poured a glass of water for her. Hearing this thank you, he waved his hand and said, "You don't need to say thank you, little master, it's just..."

"It'll be fine soon, just be patient."

In the past, her appearance was not as good as Biechun's, and she did not receive as much attention. Her mind was also more sensitive and cowardly, and she was always afraid of offending others in the palace, so that Li Yu would take advantage of her.

"Why are Your Highnesses here?" Linlang was a little surprised.

Bang bang.

Panxia bit the hem of her clothes, not daring to sob loudly, which made her heart palpitate.

Linlang, who had taken off her outer clothes, sat next to her, letting her hold her sleeves tightly and comforting her warmly.

However, she never expected that the tea snacks given by the eldest princess would directly disrupt the plot. If she had known that she would stuff them into her stomach just now, she would have avoided any trouble.

But it's not too late, Han Ying has a good temper and a simple temper.

"Ying'er..."

But before she could even say a few words of coaxing, Chen Yang from outside took steps with joy, and his voice followed him inside.
Chapter completed!