The next day, Deng Zhiyuan woke up early in the morning, and was just about to stretch his waist, when he suddenly felt that there was an extra pillow in his arms.

Pillows, heads?!

He opened his eyes suddenly, reached out and rubbed the face of the little girl in his arms, only to see that his substitute concubine was still asleep.

Her long eyelashes left a small shadow on her little face, and her small mouth was like a bud with morning dew.

But what Deng Zhiyuan was most interested in was a pair of small dimples on her lips.

That little dimple is really delicate, even if she doesn't smile, it will have a cute concave, I really want to reach out and poke it.

Deng Zhiyuan has always been rampant, thinking so in his heart, his fingers naturally poked up.

Well, it feels very special, very similar to poking tofu flowers, tender and smooth, wonderful.

But he immediately frowned almost invisibly, such a tender, bud-like little girl, if it was really his concubine, it would be troublesome......

He was afraid that he would crush her or hurt her if he wasn't careful.

Sure enough, Jiang Jingyi felt as if she was being pressed by a mountain, and twisted her body uncomfortably.

Deng Zhiyuan stupidly removed his long legs across her waist, it turned out that he hid her in his arms and slept all night.

This one...... He must have drunk too much yesterday to do such an inappropriate thing.

The little girl will go back to the house in the future, she is a substitute for marriage, and she is not his real little daughter-in-law, why is he so confused, holding her as a pillow and sleeping for a night.

Jiang Jingyi finally opened her eyes in ignorance.

As soon as she saw Ah Yuan's brother's face, she smiled happily, it was really a dream of a beautiful life, they failed to get married in modern times, but they had a long-cherished relationship in ancient times.

"Morning!" she greeted him with the shape of her lips, her brows and eyes filled with uncontrollable joy.

Deng Zhiyuan almost looked dazzled, she was so cute!

But why is the same eyebrows, the same dimples, born on Jiang Jingning's face, and the title of the first beauty in the capital, but he has been indifferent?

The little girl has witchcraft!

"That, you don't have to worry about it, I will treat you as a sister, and I won't ruin your reputation. Deng Zhiyuan said without three hundred taels of silver here, pushed her away and got up by himself.

Jiang Jingyi didn't care about the little marquis who didn't pinch it, and tried to groom herself.

However, the trouble came, she didn't know how to comb the hair of this era at all!

In the end, I could only simply comb a ball head and insert a hairpin into it perfunctorily.

Deng Zhiyuan looked at her speechlessly, roared in a loud voice, and the maids and grandmothers rushed in and carefully groomed Jiang Jingyi.

"Let's go see my eldest brother together. He led her to the main hall.

The old marquis was not there, the princess died early, and the affairs of the palace were handled by Deng Zhiyuan's eldest brother, Deng Zhe.

Deng Zhe was originally the eldest son of the Hou Mansion, Zhiyong became famous all year round, the real heir to the title, but because he injured his lumbar spine on the battlefield, he had to stay sick in bed, so it was Deng Zhiyuan's turn to be the little marquis.

Jiang Jingyi is a doctor, she is not only proficient in Western medicine, but also has a traditional Chinese medicine inheritance at home, she raised her eyes and looked at the face that was exactly the same as the actor, and she was sure that Deng Zhe was still the same Deng Zhe, Deng Zhe who cared about the livelihood of his family, the country and the people.

Seeing the gesture of the imperial doctor for Deng Zhe's massage, she didn't care about her identity and shook her head to stop it.

Deng Zhiyuan stopped her and winked at her, after all, it was the imperial doctor sent by the palace, even if they harbored evil intentions, they couldn't openly despise heaven's grace.

Jiang Jingyi calmed down and studied the prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor, her expression unchanged.

The imperial doctor said tentatively: "I have heard for a long time that the princess of the world has a true inheritance of family medicine, do you think that the prescription below is inappropriate?"

Deng Zhe's eyes seemed to be ancient and waveless, but in fact, a dark light flashed.

Jiang Jingyi shook her head silently and quietly retreated.

As soon as the imperial doctor left, Deng Zhiyuan dragged her back in a hurry, "Those dog imperial doctors, are they hurting my brother again?" I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Exclusive Wedding Pet: Military Youth, Come to War"; , talk about life, find a confidant~