Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

e beast. He wore tattered and blood-stained clothes, hugging his knees and shrinking in the corner. His pair of black eyes were very clear, like lake water reflecting moonlight in the night, revealing...<

As soon as Chen Zhiqin said this, Liu Yun's face was uglier than if he had eaten a fly. >>> 。To be honest, Qingxuan still admires Liu Yun's stubbornness. He's like a duck with his mouth set. 。

Even now, Liúyún is still holding on.

Liúyún: "Chén girl, even if you didn't tell anyone about your symptoms, it's possible she just got lucky and guessed right." 。"Qing Xuan almost couldn't hold back and rolled her eyes at Liu Yun. " 。Qingxuan: “Blind cat meeting a dead mouse Since Miss Liuyun has such doubts, why don't we try asking other guests” 。If I could also diagnose their physical problemss disregarding her face and wants to punish Xu Shirui, it shows that the Emperor's illness is definitely not a simple matter. 。Otherwise, the imperial physician in the palace would naturally handle it...