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Whether it's okay to be his wife, left and right have already been implemented.What's more, the poison on Jiang Lingxin's body is getting worse and worse. He knows the taste by eating the marrow, and every time he subconsciously entangles Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan was pleased with him, and he took whatever he wanted, and folded that beautiful woman's waist in his palm.

Seeing all the way to Yaowang Valley.With a straw in his mouth, Zhou Yan drove lazily with his peach blossom eyes squinted, turning his head to look inside the carriage from time to time.

Jiang Lingxin had been resting against the wall of the car, but the mountain road was difficult, so he bumped his forehead on the window sill twice and woke up.

"Stop." Jiang Lingxin frowned and pressed his forehead.

Zhou Yan pulled the reins, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and said, "What's the matter, madam, are you thirsty? Hungry? Still miss me?"

With a sullen face, Jiang Ling stretched out his hand to push Zhou Yan away, and jumped out of the car. Before taking two steps, he suddenly bent down, held a tree by his hand, and spat it out.

Zhou Yan was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the crumbling Jiang Lingxin, patted his thin back lightly at a loss, and said worriedly: "Xin'er, are you alright?"

Jiang Lingxin's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, panting slightly, he patted Zhou Yan's hand away, and said, "Don't call me that, I won't take a carriage anymore."

"Okay, I won't sit anymore." Zhou Yan immediately cut off the reins with a knife, got on the horse with Jiang Lingxin in his arms, and walked slowly on the mountain road.

Jiang Lingxin leaned against Zhou Yan's arms, leaned on his shoulder, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhou Yan lowered his head and kissed his frowning brows lightly, and coaxed: "Okay, don't be angry. Before dark, we can go to Yaowang Valley."

After a while, Jiang Lingxin said, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside the Yaowang Valley."

Zhou Yan retracted his arms, and hugged him tighter: "Why do you say that? Naturally, I want to take you into the valley together."

Jiang Lingxin coughed twice, it was clear that the sun was so warm, his lips turned white from the cold: "Yaowanggu hides from the world and does not enter outsiders."

Zhou Yan smiled, lifted Jiang Lingxin's face with one hand, sealed it with a kiss, and said after a long time: "What kind of outsider are you? You are the wife of the first disciple under the King of Medicine. The elders in the family are happy to see you." It's too late."