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Chapter 297

Chapter 297

Minglanruo drove her horse to Dongchang, and she simply got off the horse, held her skirt and rushed in.

He and his father-in-law followed the hat that was running crookedly all the way: "Little ancestor, wait for us, wait for our family!"

During this trip, he found that the eldest lady of the Ming family learned how to control horses in some way—

I was so scared that I almost thought she was about to step on someone many times, but I flew over.

Those who don’t know thought that the grassland girl grew up on her horse’s back!

Ming Lanruo trotted all the way to Cang Qiao's room door. Lao He caught up with her. He quickly grabbed her and whispered a few words: "Miss, the governor is much better, but..."

Ming Lanruo was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a while before turning around and entering the door.

Inside the door, the man was writing hard at the desk, wearing a scarlet python robe as red as fire, with a golden gauze, a cold and handsome face, and a scarlet lips, making his skin look pale as snow.

Still as she remembered before, she breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to hold the hairpin that was bumpy when she was running, and walked in: "Today, the little girl has not yet congratulated the governor to come out of seclusion."

Cang Qiao paused and said lightly: "What are you calling me?"

Minglan Ruo Mingli's eyes fluttered: "Well, uncle, you are out of seclusion?"

Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows, bent her back and knocked on the table: "Come here."

His little female cat is getting more and more skinny.

Ming Lanruo walked over, lightly tapped her toes, sat on the table, and looked at him: "You... are getting better."

As she said this, she reached out and pulled his arm to take his pulse.

Feeling his pulse smoother, she finally felt a little relieved: "Better, you have tried poison for many years, practiced evil skills, and there is also a Gu in your body. The triangular strength of these three things has kept your body balanced.

I don’t know how many times ordinary people have died.”

As she said, her thin eyebrows frowned slightly again: "Now Mr. Tang and Madam Wusang have put in a lot of effort to combine the three for you. The effect is OK, but there is still no toxicity, so don't be too emotional.

Excited to avoid triggering soul-leaving disease again..."

To put it bluntly, this kind of heart disease is caused by a long-term twisted life. It is not easy to cure it. Heart disease also requires heart medicine.

Cang Qiao looked at the girl in front of her and narrowed her eyes: "I haven't seen each other these days, so you just want to be a doctor. Tell us about this?"

Ming Lanruo coughed lightly, raised her bright eyes, and said gently: "Cang Qiao, I miss you very much, do you... miss me?"

Cang Qiao suddenly grabbed the back of her head with one hand, lowered her head and kissed her soft lips almost fiercely.

She was so dizzy that she was kissed, and her palm pressed against his chest and refused.

He chuckled.

He didn't kiss her much, always a little bit of a teenager astringent, but with a confusing ferocity and lust, the thin lips that were kissed became more scarlet and soft and moist, and the corners of his delicate eyes would also be due to desire.

Become red and have a slim look.

This man is really...how can he be so tempting?

Cang Qiao hugged her, licked her thin lips, like an insatiable beast, and said dissatisfiedly: "Not enough, you understand."

Minglanruo gasped, almost instinctively clinging to his slender neck, and this time she took the initiative to kiss his lips.

From being passively endured at the beginning to being soft and shyly tempted him.

The temperature in the air seemed to have become dry and fiery, and his breathing became a little chaotic and hoarse.

It took her unknown how long she leaned into his arms and listened to the beating of her heart in his chest - thump, thump.

"No matter what you want to do...will you bear it for me?" she spoke gently.

Feeling the chest he was holding suddenly tense, and his hot breath became cold and fierce. She raised her hand and hugged his waist tightly, and said softly: "Please!"

She didn't want him to act impulsively because of her anger.
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