Originally, Mu Xue's tone was slightly ridiculous, but Nangong Li was serious.

I saw him take the man's little hand to his lips, and a shallow, powerless kiss fell on the back of her hand.

He was affectionate and said in a serious tone: "Even if this king calculates himself one day, he can't let you have an accident. ”

In the final analysis, the precautionary measures he did were just to protect Mu Xue and the child in her womb.

What does it mean to calculate yourself?

Mu Xue didn't understand for a while, and asked suspiciously: "Ah Li, what do you mean by this?" ”

Nangong Li smiled without saying a word, raised his hand to caress the broken hair on her sideburns, and his voice was warm: "You don't need to know what it means, as long as you know that Ah Li loves you, that's enough..."

Nangong Li's confession is light and shallow, like a feather flirtatious.

Mu Xue always felt that he was thinking about something that he couldn't touch.

Mu Xue responded to him with a smile: "Okay." ”

"I haven't asked Xiao Xue'er in the past two days, are you still angry with Ah Li?"

He actually knew that Xiao Xue'er was still thinking about killing Mu Xue in the past, after all, Xiao Xue'er was angry at that time and wanted to move out of his funeral hall.

Mu Xue tilted her head, for the first time she felt a little sad that this man was thinking too much, he was too affectionate to himself, and he was so careful about him.

In her heart, this man should be proud of all things, he should be high, he should be proud of everyone.

Instead of being tortured by her like now.

Between ordinary interactions, he has to be careful about his emotions.

She used to hope that his temperament would be softer, not so domineering, and wanted him to understand what it means to be relaxed, but it was not the sensitive appearance he is now.

In the past, he seemed to be so strong that he had no weaknesses.

But this man is obviously very fragile.

Mu Xue even had the illusion that all the scars on his body were given by himself.

After all, if he hadn't volunteered, Mu Haifeng wouldn't have been able to hurt this man at all.

As if thinking of the scene of the confrontation between the two people that night, Mu Xue sighed abruptly.

Shaking his head and whispering: "No, don't be angry, Ah Li don't think so much anymore, it's important that you recuperate from your injuries recently..."

Hearing that he was no longer angry, Nangong Li breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

His gaze went all the way down from the side of her face, swept over her lower abdomen, and finally glanced at his own hands/legs/between/, he was already "no".

Mu Xue seemed to see that something was wrong with his emotions, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Nangong Li looked away, as if he was afraid that Mu Xue would ask something, and hurriedly said: "It's nothing, it's just that the sun is too strong, it's a little hot..."

Actually, it's okay, the corridor under the vines is quite cool.

Mu Xue squinted her eyes and looked at the sky, got up and said, "It's hot now, it's time to change the dressing for you, so as not to get inflammation inside...."

After that, she summoned Yunzhi and Jiang Ci not far away.

She wanted Jiang Ci to push people back into the inner room, and at the same time asked Yunzhi to prepare the medicinal powder and hot water.

At this moment, Nangong Li was lying on the recliner, stripped naked by Mu Xue.

This recliner is the recliner that Mu Xue used when she got a tattoo on him not long ago.

At this moment, the pants on his lower body just covered half of the tattoo, Mu Xue glanced at it, and then said, "Recently, your brother has been obedient..."

He also wanted to make the brothers disobedient, but there was a feeling that he was not enough.

Nangong Li knew that Mu Xue knew medicine, and thought that she would understand his hidden illness with just a glance.

Frightened, he sat up all his body, just scratched the wound, and blood spilled out of the place where it had just been wrapped, and small bewitching flowers bloomed on top of the gauze.

"Look at you, why don't you get up and say a word, your wound is repeated, and it can be healed in time..."

Mu Xue was most reluctant to let the blood on his body flow out without money.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little itchy on my back...."

Nangong Li found an excuse that he didn't know how lame he was, and the feeling that he had something big to hide from himself came again.

The last time I felt this way was when I was inside the temple.

She gave him the medicine again, and at the same time asked casually: "Ah Li, you really don't have anything to hide from me?" ”

Nangong Li's throat tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to open this page: "It's not a big deal, I'll take care of it myself..."

At the same time as she spoke, the man's eyes didn't even dare to look at Mu Xue, as if he was afraid that Mu Xue would see something on him.

"If it's a trivial matter, then you can do it yourself. At noon today, I sent last month's account book over at noon, and I went to check it. ”

Ye Feibai's ledger is done in the way Mu Xue taught, and it looks natural and effortless.

After bandaging the wound on his chest, the woman went out with her hands clean.

Earlier, Mu Xue asked Fei Qi to put the two thick stacks of ledgers on the desk in Nangong's study, and at this moment, Mu Xue was sitting upright on the Taishi chair and looking at it carefully.

Fei Qi put the medicinal food to replenish the body in Mu Xue's hand, seeing that Mu Xue was reading page by page carefully, and the other hand was also fiddling with the reconciliation of the abacus.

She felt that Mu Xue was working too hard, and she had to worry about these things while she was pregnant, so she couldn't help but open her mouth to suggest: "Today, the prince sent over all the account books since the opening, these two thick books, or you let the bookkeeper of the palace go to reconcile the accounts, you will definitely not be able to read it today." ”

There is indeed a bookkeeper in the palace, and he is not very old.

Knowing that Fei Qi was afraid of her hard work, Mu Xue peeled off her calculations and said, "I know that you are worried about the hard work of this concubine, but this concubine is not paper paste, not so delicate." ”

Nangong Li's legs and feet were not injured, and at this moment he had slowly walked out of the rail gate over there.

At this moment, there was only a main hall between Nangong Li and Mu Xue, his eyes fell on Mu Xue's body, looking at her serious appearance, Nangong Li's eyes flashed with unprecedented satisfaction.

She's serious, and her hair is disobedient, scattered on the ledger, blocking her view.

Nangong was close to Mu Xue and didn't notice it, but when he smelled the strong medicinal fragrance on his body, he looked up and saw him coming.

He was clutching his chest, leaning against the door, looking weak.

Mu Xue's mood seemed to be good, and she patted the account book with a smile: "Ah Li, let's get rich!" ”

In fact, since the official opening of this Jinlong Silver Village on March 16, it has only been more than two months now, and the amount of money in the treasury far exceeds the amount imagined in Mu Xue's mind.

I could tell that her mood was so beautiful that I couldn't hear it.

Nangong Li squeezed beside her with his wounds covered, as if he had to lean on her side.

His slender fingers flipped through the ledger casually, and asked casually: "How much?" ”

Mu Xue gave him a finger, and his tone was brisk: "Nearly 100,000 silver, Ah Li, are the people in the capital so rich?" ”

It's only been more than two months, and if she opens one more branch and then expands to other places, the wealth she has in her hands will be too much to count.

"It was a bit of a surprise. This king's Xiao Xue'er is really smart and clever, according to Xiao Xue'er's speed of making money, Ah Li has to rely on you to raise it. ”

Nangong Li never hesitated to praise Mu Xue, he still remembered that he once said that he would let Mu Xue earn a lot of money, and then "support" him.

Looking at the monthly number of credits, Nangong Li felt that Mu Xue had done this.

"I'll raise you, and I'll raise you two more, and I'll raise you..."

Before Mu Xue finished speaking, she felt that the aura of the man beside her had suddenly changed.

Although Mu Xue's words were not finished, the man understood what Mu Xue meant.

Is her unfinished sentence that she can afford even if there are two more men?

How?

What do you mean?

His eyebrows were picturesque, and his deep gaze fell on hers.

Receiving a signal that he was going to be angry, she hurriedly smiled flatteringly: "No, I didn't mean that, I didn't mean to raise other people, it's enough to have a Ah Li. . . ”

Nangong Li squinted at her, not seeming to believe her words.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked sourly: "Do you really think that one of me is enough?" ”

"Well, of course."

While speaking, Mu Xue also got up, took a sip on his side face, and then pressed it to his ear, and she whispered ambiguously: "How capable is the little Ah Li between your legs/, I know it, every time I let me "die and live". . . ”

Originally, this was a very ambiguous joke, and it was a much-needed means of reconciling the relationship between husband and wife.

But the smile on Nangong Li's face faded instantly.

He hid the endless worry in his eyes, as if he had suddenly been taken away from him, and the man retreated a lot.

"Xiao Xue'er, don't look at the account book for too long, I still have some things to do, so I'll leave first...."

He didn't actually have anything great to do, but he was afraid that he would stay by Mu Xue's side for too long and be seen by Mu Xue.

She looked at him a little dazedly, and after explaining this sentence, she hurried away.

Did you go overboard with that sentence you just said?

But it is clear that Nangong Li in the past likes himself very much.

She looked beyond the wide open window, brushed aside the two green leaves on the windowsill, and watched him clutch his chest to the antechamber, and she always felt as if he was hiding from herself.

But she didn't pay much attention, she just thought that her speed would be a little faster, and she would sweep the two ledgers before dinner, and then let someone send them back early in the morning.

Nangong left in a hurry, tearing the wound on his chest that had not healed.

In addition to the pain on the flesh, the inability of the bottom of his heart made him scratch his heart and lungs even more.

He likes Mu Xue to "play hooligan" in front of him, but now the situation is different.

He didn't even dare to imagine what would happen to Mu Xue if she knew about the situation?

No one will live on a "waste" man.

Ever since he knew his body was dead, he was always scared.