Lanting has never been the imperial capital, and it is impossible to become a city that never sleeps. Therefore, this celebration of the city was actually only a few fireworks, and it did not last for a long time. After all, whether it is the Lanting people or the Northwest Army who have just returned from the victory of the royal court, a good rest is more important than anything else.

Xu Lingling had a good night's sleep, she was lying in Zhao Fu's arms the whole time, and her body was a little sore after waking up. When I woke up, I found that my sleep was far less reserved than before I fell asleep. She was a little embarrassed, raised her head and secretly glanced at Zhao Fu, and found that Zhao Fu was still closed, so she quietly pulled out the hand that "accidentally" slipped on Zhao Fu's waist. Then she adjusted her movements, wanting to return to her original reserved posture and get some sleep again.

Zhao Fu had actually been sitting quietly with his eyes closed, and he quickly woke up after feeling the hands on his waist loosen, just in time to see the first morning light hitting the city.

The two sat at the head of the city, sleeping from sunset to chaoyang, the morning light also warmed the bodies of the two, with some morning moisture, Xu Lingling understood that he couldn't sleep anymore.

"Do you want to sleep again?" Zhao Fu asked.

Xu Lingling shook her head, she had slept enough and was already satisfied.

"Do you want to sleep?" She asked Zhao Fu in turn.

Of course, Xu Lingling knew that Zhao Fu was not asleep, and Lan Ting's night didn't know how much colder than the imperial capital, but she could always feel a soft warmth warming her body, just like when she was on the bank of the Lanshui River.

So Xu Lingling slept well, so Xu Lingling was worried that Zhao Fu would be tired.

Zhao Fu also shook his head, although the most thrilling thing he has experienced over the years is the first time he has met Xu Lingling's face, but he has also experienced several battles, and these expenses are insignificant to him now.

Xu Lingling smiled, she knew that Zhao Fu was a little stunned and a little unemotional, but she didn't mind. Xu Lingling didn't rush down, but pulled Zhao Fu to sit for a while, and the two sat silently at the head of the city, until the sunlight became dazzling, and then got up and turned back to the city.

"The young master is back!"

Zhao Fu thought about it, and decided that it would be better to bring Xu Lingling back to his house first, the current smell of blood in the City Lord's Mansion was too strong, and it was really not suitable for placing this holy woman.

As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper Cao Zhongqing hurried over, there were almost no intact mansions in Lanting City, including this former town guard mansion, fortunately, it was not a problem to vacate a clean room.

Xu Lingling followed behind Zhao Fu curiously, just like her curiosity about Lan Ting, she looked at the courtyard that carried Zhao Fu's childhood, thinking if she could read some stories from it.

Zhao Fu saw Xu Lingling's thoughts, and began to tell her the story of each tree.

Zhao Fu is obviously not a suitable storyteller, Qin Zhirou's several years of training have not made Zhao Fu grow in storytelling, but fortunately, Xu Lingling is obviously a person who is suitable for listening to stories, especially for listening to stories related to Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fu's story is always pertinent, without any emotional tone, as if he is talking about an inconsequential person and some inconsequential things.

It's just that Xu Lingling can hear a lot of things, the boy who is silently working hard to exercise himself in the courtyard, the summer nap under the tree, or the deliberately avoided pavilion may have a story with that sister.

Xu Lingling listened carefully, just as seriously as she was about all the things related to Zhao Fu, she was originally a very serious person. She carefully memorized the bits and pieces of information, including the stone that tripped over Zhao Fu and the well where she never knew how many turtles lived.

Zhao Fu instructed Cao Zhongqing to prepare some breakfast and boil more hot water, Xu Lingling remembered that she hadn't freshened up properly for a few days, and she was a little embarrassed.

Zhao Fu didn't mind, because Xu Lingling was both an outsider and a woman, and Zhao Fu had always been in the bath room with everyone, in order to help Xu Lingling keep his identity secret, so he personally helped move a whole bucket of hot water into her room, and then went to the bath room to move a new bath bucket full of medicinal liquid.

"Wash it, I'll watch it for you." Zhao Fu said.

Hot baths are not a luxury, medicinal baths have long been popular throughout the country, and their efficacy is better than those made with chemical ingredients.

Zhao Fu guarded the door to prevent someone from breaking by mistake, Xu Lingling is a saint and cannot be defiled.

Xu Lingling undressed and sat in the bathtub, mixing the proportion of hot water, smelling the smell of medicine that didn't smell like medicine, and all the movements were very sophisticated. One bath in five days is an unwritten and elegant rule set by the previous dynasty, and the empire did not pay so much attention to it, but only implemented a medicinal bath, which was soon firmly recognized by the people of the whole country. And this habit soon spread in the surrounding area, and people liked to soak in warm medicinal soups, which was a fashion.

There was a sound of water curtain in the house, Xu Lingling was wiping his body, and Zhao Fu continued to sit quietly outside the house, he knew what kind of scene it should be inside, but he didn't want to think about that scene, it was really rude.

Xu Lingling was also thinking about this problem, her face may have been steamed a little red, she was still an unmarried woman, but she bathed in someone else's home, the empire called it immorality, and the Holy Sect called it fornication. Although Xu Lingling is the holy daughter of the Holy Sect, she has actually grown up in the empire since she was a child, and in the face of these things, she is still terrified, as if she has never grown up. She and Zhao Fu are destined not to have the words of their parents, so what should she do?

Xu Lingling had no choice but to bury her head in the water, she tried not to think about it, even if she was in Zhao Fu's house now, still naked.

Xu Lingling's face was very red, her whole body was hot, she soaked quietly in the water for a long time, and she was stunned for time.

After not hearing a sound for a long time, Zhao Fu asked outside the door, "How is it?" Is hot water enough? ”

Xu Lingling exclaimed "ah" at this time, she realized the problem again, she was still in Zhao Fu's house, not the dilapidated bath in Jingliang City, but she could soak for a long time, think for a long time, and stay for a long time.

She hurriedly got up, the decoction slid from her jade-like skin, and the hibiscus came out of the water.

The water was already cold, Xu Lingling dried her body and prepared to change the change of clothes that Zhao Fu had prepared for her. Familiar fabrics, familiar textures, Xu Lingling found this set of clothes, as if someone had worn it in front of her.

It's probably the clothes of Zhao Fu's fiancée who will sweetly call herself a fairy sister.

The clothes were noticeably smaller and tighter. In the end, Xu Lingling changed the clothes that she had already changed, or changed into her own clothes, and she gently folded the clothes, just like she helped Qin Zhirou fold the clothes before.

Flat and meticulous.

She was sure that this was Qin Zhirou's clothes.

Before this, she never thought that there would be any problems between herself and Zhao Fu.

She likes the good smell on Zhao Fu's body, and the breath of being close to the gods also makes her close. Zhao Fu saved himself, Xu Lingling initially thought that he was grateful, as if he would thank the gods every day, thinking day and night was probably a normal emotion. She even had the illusion that Zhao Fu might be the reincarnation of a god, and only in this way could she explain her intimacy with Zhao Fu.

She inquired about Zhao Fu all the way, and always found it interesting, she thought that she was a saint and should always follow the footsteps of God, but she forgot that she was also a girl, and she always loved to inquire about the news of love.

Things could have passed in a blur like this, until she made the big mistake she wanted, and then spent her life atoning for her sins.

But Qin Zhirou's appearance made her suddenly understand and realize that she and Zhao Fu are both human beings, people should always get married, but there are three of them.

Good things don't come in three, they can only pair up.