Rebirth of Spoiled Crown Princess

Xiao Xiaoge.

An Zhenran smiled and said: "Mother, just said that, I am not afraid that I really let you go?"

"It is really not a problem. I will come back soon, and this time, your brother will not compete. If you remove any of them, it will be a victory for us." With the tea on the table, "Yes, my mother is looking for someone to give you the anti-epidemic tea. Do you drink every day?"

"Drink, I feel that there is no end to the strength of the day, nothing else."

"Well, as long as we all survive the plague peacefully, it is victory. Three of their mother and son are afraid that this will be silent forever. Ann and An Mingchen are dead, even Yu Yu must be crazy, to At that time, everything is ours, the mother waited for this day, waited for a long time, and finally opened his eyes..." Even Cenxiao smiled a little crazy.

An Zhenran also smiled on his face: "So, I don't have to recognize her as a prostitute in order to become a prostitute?"

"Yeah, you are my daughter, no one wants to take it away..."

"Mother, this time things happened so smoothly, we should probably worship Buddha."

"Seeking people is worse than asking, what Buddha!" ​​Lian Rongrong smiled proudly.

Lian Yuyu was completely ill, which made Lian Rong Rong more proud. She did not go to the East Warm Pavilion. Isolation continued. Because she told the generals that the yard could not be used now, disinfection, and so on. Ten days and a half, it is ok, these people can be released.

The general also let her arrange it.

The food at Dongkang Pavilion is quite good.

The old lady has not eaten meat for a long time. She is in a good mood and doesn't mind this. She just tells Lian Rongrong to give Shen family more points. She can't let outsiders laugh at the military.

Lian Rongrong also did it.

Now, even if someone wants dragon meat, she will find a way to satisfy it. This comparison can be seen as the difference between two people.

She even has a method of Cistanche than Lian Yuyu, and she can't say it.

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Xichi Sanatorium.

Ann held the Mingchen one, and the brow wrinkled. It was basically a yard for one person. There were many rooms in the sanatorium. Obviously, the aristocrats did not have too many diseases. They could still be used. The yard was full of lime. The taste, as well as the ashes of mugwort, the people who care for them are like beekeepers, wearing thick hats and thick clothes. They are much more clumsy when they walk. Then I saw people in the yard looking at them. The faces of those ones were as gray as they were, even more serious than Mingchen. The eyes of those people were not the desire to survive. They looked like monsters.

Ann knows that this yard may not come out.

Like the last life, this sanitarium received more than 150 people, but in the end only two people went alive, and she hoped she could make a miracle.

Isn't she always making a miracle? This time I hope God bless.

She chose a corner. There was no one around the house. Because she was a healthy person, the person who brought her to the hospital also knew her, and sold her to her. She was happy that she could take care of the patient. They can save their spirit.

Ann also asked for a lot of lime, but also ordered some herbs, and that person also allowed, because the people inside are all head and face, although after all, it is inevitable to die, but it is also a little dignified.

On the day she went to the nursing home, the Prince received the news. He was in a hurry and immediately rushed there. Only the guardian knew that the matter was in critical condition. It was impossible to put a healthy Prince into it. The Oriental Jin did not have a hard battle, but told the Dean. Let him do everything possible to meet the requirements of peace.

Ann quickly got special care, her things are always sent quickly, and her requirements are always resolved quickly, her attitude is very special, very respectful, I feel strange that I am not an important person. Is it that my father is doing a job outside?

Thinking this way, my heart will feel better.

She did not know that she was taking care of her.

She didn't have the time to think about anything else. When I got here, what I saw and listened to was all these things. I was holding a sick and weak An Mingchen, and my heart was sorting out carefully. Why are so many days, Dongwenge? There is no problem with the people. There are no problems in other yards, but it is because of An Mingchen’s business?

His weakness is one aspect, but he really has no chance to contact outsiders.

As she hugged him, she touched his little hand and suddenly remembered that the rash was getting up from her arm. She took off his little cockroach and looked at the position of the rash. The first thing, still red and swollen, no crusting, she suddenly flashed in the head, this little cockroach!

I really **** it. This plague relies on contact and spread. Why didn’t she think of it?

She put a hand on her hand, put the little cockroach on the table, picked up the money with a silver needle, and the sleeve was first picked. She carefully checked and suddenly saw a piece of cloth on the sleeve. Tattered and faint, there is a faint smell. She always thought that this smell came from An Mingchen's body, but she didn't want to be here. She used scissors to pick up the cloth slowly. Xiao Yan has no relationship at all.

It is foreign!

Ann’s face is mad and there is no color. If she does not analyze the mistake, it is that this thing makes An Mingchen sick, and who is this thing put into the little 他 he wore?

Normally, An Mingchen's food is passed through her hand, but she doesn't have such a heart on the things she wears, mainly because she doesn't feel that she will encounter something big when she is not well dressed. The result...

Who made the clothes for the younger brother?

Now she can't investigate.

Then he sewed it carefully and did not lose it, and put it in a proper place to collect it.

Taking off Xiaoxiao, An Mingchen was a little cold. He was in the cold war. Now the child seems to get used to these pains. He has been very quiet. The dark eyes look at Ann, as if talking to her. Tell her that she is strong.

Ann cried again.

She really hurts to die.

After taking a bath for An Mingchen, he changed his clothes to a clean dress. This time it was sent by the people in the sanatorium. The white cotton cloth was very big, and everything was enough. Immediately cut, but took off his clothes and wrapped it in Mingchen. She washed all the cloth and put it under the sun.

This can be disinfected.

It was Master who told her.

In every corner of the room, she again wiped out the poison again, and now what she should do next is to quietly recover with her brother.