This time, like many time-travel novels, she successfully crossed over to the big bed and became a queen? Yi Qingchen opened her eyes wide and looked at the pretty girl in Tsing Yi who was throwing herself in front of her bed.
His eyes were blank, and he didn't know how to react for a moment. "Empress, are you okay? Doctor He, why is your gaze so dull? She, she can't be..." There was a trace of panic on the little girl's face.
Seeing the young lady walking forward with a frown on her face, she stretched out her fat little hand and waved it in front of Yi Qingchen's eyes. Yi Qingchen finally came to her senses, and she slapped away the one that was dangling in front of her eyes.
The little hands kept shouting: "Bring the mirror quickly! Let's see who I look like again." He turned over and tried to sit up. Unexpectedly, just as he was halfway up, his whole body felt a sharp pain, and suddenly he heard another ouch,
She lay back. She was startled, and when she looked down, she saw that her whole body was covered with silver needles, densely packed, like a large hedgehog. She glared at the young lady: "Kid, I'm like this
Are you the one who caused the silver needles all over your body?" The little boy glared and said, "I am the famous Dr. He Shouwu. Don't call me a kid!" Polygonum multiflorum? Ginseng doll? This little boy looks really like a ginseng doll.
Isn't it really a ginseng doll? Yi Qingchen glanced at Dr. He Shouwu and said unkindly: "Well, the ginseng doll is a great tool for replenishing spiritual energy..." He Shouwu seemed to sense the calculation in Yi Qingchen's eyes, and his face suddenly
Turning red, he glared at her: "My name is He Shouwu! It's not Polygonum multiflorum, it's not ginseng doll..." Yi Qingchen glanced at him lightly: "Kid, you seem to have three hundred taels of silver in this place, I said
Are you a ginseng doll?" He Shouwu looked at her accusingly, his little hand almost pointing to Yi Qingchen's nose: "But that's what you think!" "Hey, this kid is not simple, he can actually read minds!
"Yi Qingchen grabbed the little chubby hand that was about to point to the tip of her nose. Ha, it's white, soft, and tender. There are five small dimples on this little hand. I really want to take a bite on it.
He patted him and said, "Kid, you are so funny. Who is your master? How come you are allowed to pretend to be a doctor?"