Chapter 137: A Dying Duck's Hard Mouth

he pushed open the door, the pungent stench inside made her gag.What is this thingAt this moment, Qingxuan noticed a thin bamboo tube extending directly from the window to Nangong Ye's bed. There was...<

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 problemsEveryone said he was an ill-omened white ghost, who would bring bad luck.When he was once tortured beyond recognition, his former master, wielding a poisoned whip, would say to him: “A white ghost is...