The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

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There are many herbs in the medicine field, and many of them are rare and medicinal herbs. It takes at least ten years to grow.

But this time, I have already harvested a few more.

Because every time you play the magical piano, you will be able to launch the [prosperous] skills.

The whole yard will be replaced by four seasons, and the grass will go up.

With the maturity of the Muyan skills, the number of alternating seasons has changed from one at the beginning to two, three, four times...

The emperor knew that the woman he liked was not ordinary.

The music musician is even more unusual.

You can see the scene of the spring, summer, autumn and winter seasons in the yard. His pupil is still slightly contracted.

The legendary theophone, his admiration, seems to be more special and powerful than he imagined.

But also... more dangerous.

"The things that happened in this yard can't be whitish." The emperor lowered his voice and told the cold night.

Just by the sound of the piano, you can give birth to everything, and even let the flowers bloom. If such news is released, the entire Yanwu mainland will probably turn upside down.

Do not! It’s not just the mainland, but even the real world...

At that time, Jun Muyan’s identity as a singer, I am afraid I could not hold it.

The cold night suddenly returned to the gods, and quickly said: "The master is assured that the guards guarded around are confidants, others can not come to the medicine garden. Miss Mu Yan's special, no one else will know."

......

The play ended slowly, and Mu Yan opened her eyes and looked at the fascinating light of the lingering flowers.

On weekdays, she uses a few hours of "prosperous" to get tired of almost collapse, and I need to [echo] to assist.

Today, when playing, the tip of the nose is filled with the floral fragrance of the lingering flower.

This scent seems to be spiritual, straight into her lungs, drilling into her meridians and the sea of ​​gas.

All the tiredness was swept away in the scent of this fragrance, and the dryness of the scent was refilled.

Moreover, Mu Yan confirmed, not her illusion.

She has been smelling the fragrance of the flowers, and her bottleneck is really loose.

Although only a little bit.

She couldn't help but get in front of the lingering flower, reaching out and touching the crystal clear petals.

The petals swayed at her fingertips, and the flowers became more and more intense, as if they were responding to her.

Mu Yan only feels more like this flower.

"Emperor..." She got up and looked at the man standing not far away. "These lingering flowers, can you give me one?"

There are a total of four flowers that she has cultivated.

Even if the emperor needs a splendid flower, shouldn't it be so much?

The emperor approached one step: "Do you want to spend your time?"

Mu Yan nodded.

"What do you want to change?"

This can be difficult to admire Mu Yan, after all, the origin of the Emperor is not her imagination, presumably ordinary Xuan Yao treasure, he simply can not see.

She hesitated: "I can... give money?"

"This is not a shortage of money."

"What are you missing?" Mu Yan wrinkled her nose, thinking, no matter what was missing, she tried to help the man get it.

The emperor slowly bent down and whispered in her ear: "This is only missing you!"

Mu Yan: "...!!" Still can't talk well.

Take a deep breath, "Jun Shang adults will really laugh."

"This gentleman never laughs." The emperor replied coldly.

Then, with a sleeve, "These scented flowers are very important to me, so don't think about it. When the day is completely blooming, don't forget to collect the flower to the king."