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The stars are like chess, the night is deep, and the sycamore leaves are heavy with the wind and autumn dew. This article is transferred ...... Published in ^Literature*Studies#Building{Dot}

Tomorrow is the martial arts exam, as the chief examiner, Murong Yichuan, the king of Fu, will enter the martial arts field from tomorrow, and he will not be able to go out for three days, so tonight he called several deputy examiners together for a small meeting, and after explaining some precautions, they dispersed, and returned to the study Murong Yichuan left Ping'er alone.

"If the king of Japan is not here, the palace will be handed over to you." Under the light, King Fu stared intently at Ping'er, who was standing opposite, and said in a gentle tone.

In the face of King Fu's instructions, Ping'er smiled warmly, "It's not the first time in Chitose, Ping'er is doing her best, but everyone is very worried about serving Ping'er by your side." ”

King Fu's heart warmed in the face of Ping'er's care, and he smiled casually, "It's okay, it's okay, it's not your brother by your side, you just take care of the mother and daughter, and you also supervise Sha Boliu's alchemy, supervise Xifenglie's training, and monitor the movements of Ximen's family." ”

"Chitose rest assured, Ping'er will do it properly. This article is transferred ...... Published in ^ Literature * Xue # Lou { dot } "Ping'er said solemnly.

After King Fu explained some other things to Ping'er, he went towards the Funing Palace. Since beating his youngest daughter Hongyu and the grandson of the Xiao family to promise a family affair, there has been a disagreement between King Fu and Wan Ruo, so the husband and wife are always separated, and in recent days, King Fu has been bent on the martial arts exam, so he can't think about how to adjust the relationship between him and Wan Ruo, every day is busy in the dark, he has no intention of taking care of anything else, so he has never stepped into the Funing Hall for a few days, but just now he heard that Ping'er Wanruo's headache is committed, there is a lot of wind in autumn, and it seems that once the wind blows, it is likely to have a headache, Therefore, Murong Yichuan was very distressed when he learned about it. //*.*//

The Funing Hall is still brightly lit, the Fu Wang came here and the maids retreated after seeing that the ceremony was over, gently opening the door of the bedroom in the inner room, and there was a suffocating bitter smell in the air, which must be as if she had just taken the drug, there was a book next to her pillow, King Fu glanced at the cover, and it was "The Biography of the Daughters" as if she was accompanying her daughter Qianxue every day, that is, reading books or copying scriptures, or playing the piano, and reading books was the longest thing she did. King Fu has a lot of opportunities, and it is impossible to spend a lot of time with her tears, so it is as if he regards books as his friends, which King Fu is clear, but he himself is also a person who loves to read, no matter how busy and tired he is, he must read a book for an hour every day.

The lights are frequently reduced, King Fu walked in slowly, but saw that the curtain was half-rolled, and under the lights of Hunan was like that somewhat pale face, her body was curled up, covered with a colorful brocade quilt, her white face was exposed outside, and she looked extraordinarily bright under the light. This article is transferred ...... Published in ^Literature*Studies#Building{Dot}

As if she had just taken a decoction, the headache was not immediately relieved because of the time break, but the effect of the medicine was working little by little, so at this time she felt a sense of drowsiness, she tried to open her eyes, but her eyes kept fighting. Murong Yichuan seemed to struggle to sit up when he approached, "Don't move," King Fu hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

As if he didn't listen and stubbornly sat up, judo; "If you don't let me move, who will serve you and go to bed."

Murong Yichuan wanted him to come by himself, but before he could say anything, he seemed to have stood in front of him, although her head still hurt badly at this time, and under the effect of the drug, she felt that she was weak and wanted to sleep, but she still worked hard to support and serve King Fu to soak his feet and wear wide clothes, this is what she should do as a wife, as if she can have her own pride, but she also knows what is the way to be a wife.

"Why does your head hurt again?" Murong Yichuan put it in his arms tightly, and held her forehead with his other hand and asked distressedly.

As if lying in the crook of Yi Chuan's arm, he felt very peaceful, and tried to smile; "It's nothing, it's an old problem, you don't have to worry too much."

It seems that he always maintains his strength, no matter when and where, "How can I not worry, in the future, I will definitely find a famous doctor to cure this evil disease for you." Murong Yichuan's tone was full of solemnity and domineering.

As if smiling bitterly, his tone was indifferent; "Let's go with the flow." As if my father is a famous doctor can not cure my headache and disease, I have long ceased to have any hope for this, it turns out that this headache is suffered from at a very young age, but the Dongfang family is a family of medicinal materials, and her father Dongfang Mu has also visited a famous doctor for her, but to no avail, and then came to look at a variety of medical skills such as "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" to find a good way to eradicate their headaches, but after all, there is no improvement, and now it is like a real look at this, gave up, maybe this is his fate, since this is the case, why bother asking for it.

"I'm going to the exam room tomorrow, and I can't go back for three days, so you have to take care of yourself." Murong Yichuan said affectionately.

As if her hand involuntarily stretched out to the man's **, she hurriedly retracted her hand, and her face was already red in the dark, and a wave of guilt swelled up, because she touched the man's desire, but she was making him suffer at the moment. They haven't really been together since they were heavy, and now she can make him satisfied, but he has never asked for himself, as if he knows that he is worried about his body, because of love, so he has to desperately forbear, if it is not for the depth of love, how can this be? It's like a proud person, so she never takes the initiative in her deeds, and she is like this in the past.

"You take Ping'er with you, the environment in the examination room is difficult, and you have to have a caring service by your side." As if trying to stay peaceful, her body leaned against Yichuan's arms, and her face still had a burning shyness.

It seems that the casual touch does make King Fu's heart surge, even if the desire is burning and difficult to extinguish, but he is still desperately suppressing, because he can't forget the sad picture of his dying death like a difficult birth, so no matter what he is thinking, he is also restrained. "What should I do if Ping'er leaves the palace? You can rest assured that you will be by your side one day, but you can take good care of yourself and Xue'er, and after entering the palace to accompany your mother, don't think nonsense. Murong Yichuan's fingers wandered wantonly on his silky face.

As if pretending to be displeased after hearing this, "Am I just worrying you so much, so why don't you be so peaceful?" She wasn't really angry, but she was just coquettish with him in this way, and even though she was sleepy at the moment, she was desperately struggling to keep herself from falling asleep right away.

Murong Yichuan listened to it and smiled proudly, "Why are you jealous?" ”

"I didn't." It was like a coquettish voice.

Murong Yichuan lowered his head and kissed Wanruo's cheek fiercely, and continued; "You have the talent to manage the family, and Ping'er has the ability to manage the house." This is Murong Yichuan's most direct and true definition of the two women in his life today, as if he is wise, and Ping'er is smart, these two women are an indispensable part of his life.

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