Chapter 1943: 1943
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Yan Beicheng himself didn't care. When he helped Mo Hua daub it, he found the seat and sat down opposite her. He took the small box full of "disinfectant cotton" and studied it with great seriousness. "How strange are the things you use, and your usual healing methods..."
He remembers that the result of previous investigation showed that she was only the daughter of a prostitute who was born in a month. She had been raised in the boudoir of the Imperial City in the name of prime minister. There was no adventure. How did she learn such superb medical skills?
When asked about this, Mo Shanghua came back to her senses. She took the porcelain box in Yan Beicheng's hand, sealed the lid and put it away again. She said, "what do you think is the use of so many medical skills piled up in my room? As for these novel things, they are just developed for the convenience of treatment."
These are in the modern medical theory, she naturally can not say, so she can only find an excuse to prevaricate in the past.
Fortunately, she was indifferent to everything. Now when she told a lie, her face was not red and her heart was not beating. When she thought about it, she pretended to be casual and asked, "yes, good. How could the book of the peoples be on fire out of thin air?"
Who is Yan Beicheng? Why can't she see her little circus? But when she doesn't want to say it, she just doesn't know. She takes out two pieces of flint from her sleeve with a smile.
However, he just showed the flower for a moment, then he quickly put it away again and said seriously: "it's a natural disaster. God wants you to be my princess all the time. It's fate. You see, our fate is so deep."
Then he took the corner of his lip and began to smile, and his eyebrows and eyes bent.
The corner of the flower's lips on the street also can't help but gently curl up. But in his hand, he can't help but push him toward the other side. He gets up and puts the wooden box back beside the bed. "It's clearly you who made the ghost, which means it's destiny."
"Nonsense, it's destiny." Yan Beicheng solemnly denied, just like a follower, following behind her. "However, I'm curious about where the book of peoples came from."
"As she said, she did find it in my room, but it should have been found inadvertently when she deliberately framed it." Mo Shanghua smell speech, also don't hide meaning, then explain truthfully, "this is the previous snow Ji repeatedly said that one."
Although I don't know how Xueji got the Wanmin book, she had read it carefully and it was true.
Yan Beicheng's eyes were a little deep, and his smile was a little light. "The book of the people that asked the emperor to allocate funds to recruit soldiers as soon as possible should be fake."
Mo Shanghua nodded, and simply told the whole story, "I have already understood their plan, so I forged a fake book of the people in advance, and then checked the identity of Xueji by the way. Unfortunately, my current manpower is limited, so I can't find the real identity of Xueji."
After a pause, she glanced at Yan Beicheng suspiciously, "why did you suddenly ask in such detail? Didn't you really take the book of the people as true and submit it?"
"What's in your head every day? How could I be so stupid?" Yan Beicheng raised his hand and pinched the cheek of Mo Shanghua. He felt helpless and funny.
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Yan Beicheng himself didn't care. When he helped Mo Hua daub it, he found the seat and sat down opposite her. He took the small box full of "disinfectant cotton" and studied it with great seriousness. "How strange are the things you use, and your usual healing methods..."
He remembers that the result of previous investigation showed that she was only the daughter of a prostitute who was born in a month. She had been raised in the boudoir of the Imperial City in the name of prime minister. There was no adventure. How did she learn such superb medical skills?
When asked about this, Mo Shanghua came back to her senses. She took the porcelain box in Yan Beicheng's hand, sealed the lid and put it away again. She said, "what do you think is the use of so many medical skills piled up in my room? As for these novel things, they are just developed for the convenience of treatment."
These are in the modern medical theory, she naturally can not say, so she can only find an excuse to prevaricate in the past.
Fortunately, she was indifferent to everything. Now when she told a lie, her face was not red and her heart was not beating. When she thought about it, she pretended to be casual and asked, "yes, good. How could the book of the peoples be on fire out of thin air?"
Who is Yan Beicheng? Why can't she see her little circus? But when she doesn't want to say it, she just doesn't know. She takes out two pieces of flint from her sleeve with a smile.
However, he just showed the flower for a moment, then he quickly put it away again and said seriously: "it's a natural disaster. God wants you to be my princess all the time. It's fate. You see, our fate is so deep."
Then he took the corner of his lip and began to smile, and his eyebrows and eyes bent.
The corner of the flower's lips on the street also can't help but gently curl up. But in his hand, he can't help but push him toward the other side. He gets up and puts the wooden box back beside the bed. "It's clearly you who made the ghost, which means it's destiny."
"Nonsense, it's destiny." Yan Beicheng solemnly denied, just like a follower, following behind her. "However, I'm curious about where the book of peoples came from."
"As she said, she did find it in my room, but it should have been found inadvertently when she deliberately framed it." Mo Shanghua smell speech, also don't hide meaning, then explain truthfully, "this is the previous snow Ji repeatedly said that one."
Although I don't know how Xueji got the Wanmin book, she had read it carefully and it was true.
Yan Beicheng's eyes were a little deep, and his smile was a little light. "The book of the people that asked the emperor to allocate funds to recruit soldiers as soon as possible should be fake."
Mo Shanghua nodded, and simply told the whole story, "I have already understood their plan, so I forged a fake book of the people in advance, and then checked the identity of Xueji by the way. Unfortunately, my current manpower is limited, so I can't find the real identity of Xueji."
After a pause, she glanced at Yan Beicheng suspiciously, "why did you suddenly ask in such detail? Didn't you really take the book of the people as true and submit it?"
"What's in your head every day? How could I be so stupid?" Yan Beicheng raised his hand and pinched the cheek of Mo Shanghua. He felt helpless and funny.
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Yan Beicheng himself didn't care. When he helped Mo Hua daub it, he found the seat and sat down opposite her. He took the small box full of "disinfectant cotton" and studied it with great seriousness. "How strange are the things you use, and your usual healing methods..." He remembers that the result of previous investigation showed that she was only the daughter of a prostitute who was born in a month. She had been raised in the boudoir of the Imperial City in the name of prime minister. There was no adventure. How did she learn such superb medical skills? When asked about this, Mo Shanghua came back to her senses. She took the porcelain box in Yan Beicheng's hand, sealed the lid and put it away again. She said, "what do you think is the use of so many medical skills piled up in my room? As for these novel things, they are just developed for the convenience of treatment." These are in the modern medical theory, she naturally can not say, so she can only find an excuse to prevaricate in the past. Fortunately, she was indifferent to everything. Now when she told a lie, her face was not red and her heart was not beating. When she thought about it, she pretended to be casual and asked, "yes, good. How could the book of the peoples be on fire out of thin air?" Who is Yan Beicheng? Why can't she see her little circus? But when she doesn't want to say it, she just doesn't know. She takes out two pieces of flint from her sleeve with a smile. However, he just showed the flower for a moment, then he quickly put it away again and said seriously: "it's a natural disaster. God wants you to be my princess all the time. It's fate. You see, our fate is so deep." Then he took the corner of his lip and began to smile, and his eyebrows and eyes bent. The corner of the flower's lips on the street also can't help but gently curl up. But in his hand, he can't help but push him toward the other side. He gets up and puts the wooden box back beside the bed. "It's clearly you who made the ghost, which means it's destiny." "Nonsense, it's destiny." Yan Beicheng solemnly denied, just like a follower, following behind her. "However, I'm curious about where the book of peoples came from." "As she said, she did find it in my room, but it should have been found inadvertently when she deliberately framed it." Mo Shanghua smell speech, also don't hide meaning, then explain truthfully, "this is the previous snow Ji repeatedly said that one." Although I don't know how Xueji got the Wanmin book, she had read it carefully and it was true. Yan Beicheng's eyes were a little deep, and his smile was a little light. "The book of the people that asked the emperor to allocate funds to recruit soldiers as soon as possible should be fake." Mo Shanghua nodded, and simply told the whole story, "I have already understood their plan, so I forged a fake book of the people in advance, and then checked the identity of Xueji by the way. Unfortunately, my current manpower is limited, so I can't find the real identity of Xueji." After a pause, she glanced at Yan Beicheng suspiciously, "why did you suddenly ask in such detail? Didn't you really take the book of the people as true and submit it?" "What's in your head every day? How could I be so stupid?" Yan Beicheng raised his hand and pinched the cheek of Mo Shanghua. He felt helpless and funny. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
