Liu Fan went back to the Shouting Marquis Mansion with a sick note. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Zhao Ji and Xiao Ling went back to Liu's Mansion to pack up their things and prepare to move in together tomorrow, leaving only Xiaohuan to take care of the house. Liu Fan was lying on the bed without incident, and his brain began to think, what way would Ming'er find to hand over this sick note? Since he is a patient, he should make the posture of a patient, and it is definitely inappropriate for him to have a spirit like this now, so he should not know that he is dying, and then ask the two nurses to carry this young master to the Jinluan Palace? But...... Isn't this kind of acting too formal?

Or another way, Ming'er in front of the emperor and the ministers in the Jinluan Palace, to make an impassioned patriotic speech, and then talking, this young master suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, shook his body a few more times, clenched his fists to fight against the disease, and finally closed his eyes, and fell heroically on the hot land of the Jinluan Palace, where I had fought, and then took out the sick note and handed it to the emperor before carrying it away, asking him to sign it......

After thinking of several plans, Liu Fan was not very satisfied, thinking about it, Liu Fan fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already the time to hold the lamp, Liu Fan found that he was covered with a quilt, and looked around, there was food on the table of the Eight Immortals, and under the oil lamp next to the table, a petite and slender figure was dozing off with his little head in his right hand.

Liu Fan quietly lifted the thin quilt, walked over, and looked at the sleeping Xiaohuan lovingly, this girl is too weekdays, taking care of him, a lazy young master, day and night. Stretching out his hands, Liu Fan gently picked up the sleeping Xiaohuan and walked to the bed.

Xiaohuan slept very lightly, noticed the movement, and woke up immediately, and was startled when she felt the manly breath on the person holding her. How could a woman in ancient times be held casually? Xiaohuan flicked his legs without opening his eyes, broke free from Liu Fan's arms, and stood on the ground, followed by a beautiful "dragon tail swing", which kicked Liu Fan's stomach fiercely......

It's slow to say, but it's all just a blink of an eye. Liu Fan was still holding the beautiful woman with warm nephrite in his hand one second, and the next second he felt a light in his hand, and then he saw the surrounding scenery quickly retreating backwards, and the whole person was like a sugarcane that had been broken by the waist, forming an acute angle shape, until his back hit the wall hard before he stopped, and then he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, just like Sun Wukong swinging in the belly of the princess of the iron fan, and he also tied his intestines with a beautiful and durable bow......

"Ahh

"Ahh ”

Liu Fan was so painful that he couldn't speak, and only one thought flashed in his mind: that sick note...... Misfired......

Xiaohuan was so anxious that tears came out, kept rubbing Liu Fan's stomach, and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Hou, Xiaohuan didn't know it was you......"

Liu Fan barely squeezed out an ugly smile, gritted his teeth and comforted her: "It's okay...... Xiaohuan, Hou Ye is a sturdy man, this little strength is nothing......"

Going through ancient and modern times, where can I find an unlucky Hou Ye like me?

Xiaohuan explained uneasily: "Master Hou, the slave is asleep, and I thought it was ...... Thought someone was going to ...... Be lighter than slaves, so ......"

A lesson in blood! In the future, you have to hug a woman, don't hold a woman with martial arts, even if you want to hold a woman with martial arts, don't hug her when she's asleep, this kind of behavior is not much smarter than touching the tiger's buttocks.

After resting for a while, I finally regained my strength. Liu Fan smiled bitterly: "Actually, Ben Hou just saw that you were asleep and was worried that you would catch a cold, so he wanted to carry you to the bed to sleep, Master Hou, my motives are very pure......

Xiaohuan blushed shyly, lowered his head and said softly: "Xiaohuan understands, Master Hou, Xiaohuan won't ...... next time Kicking you again. ”

Liu Fan's stomach didn't hurt after being rubbed by Xiaohuan for a while, I don't know if Xiaohuan used his internal strength to help him heal, since it didn't hurt anymore, Young Master Liu's flamboyant virtue began to raise his head again: "What are you waiting for next time, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, just now, come, let Hou Ye hug you well...... You are not allowed to use your hands, nor are you allowed to move your feet. ”

After that, he opened his hand and waited with a smile for Xiaohuan to throw himself into his arms.

Xiaohuan's pretty face turned red, and she glanced at Liu Fan affectionately, and then turned her body shyly, and left......

Liu Fan's smile froze on his face, and when he saw that Xiaohuan's figure had disappeared outside the door, he had to put down his hands in disappointment.

After dinner, Liu Fan ordered someone to move the table and chairs of the Eight Immortals to the middle of the courtyard, put a few plates of melons and fruits and snacks on the table, and then put a pot of wine, and raised a glass to invite the moon.

Liu Fanzi took a sip of wine, put down the glass, and sighed.

I always feel like I'm getting busier and busier, but I'm busy and I don't know what I'm busy with. It's like a popular saying in the previous life: "If you are not busy, you are busy." ”

Aren't you just busy? What is it for those who are suffering? For the country and the people? Liu Fan smiled bitterly, his head was too small to wear such a big hat. In order to seal his wife and son? He is now a marquis, and he will give birth to a son in the future, and no matter where he goes when he grows up, as long as the Chu Dynasty does not die, the name of the marquis will definitely not disgrace him. For the sake of thousands of family fortunes? This, it seems that I already have it.

That's enough, right? A man was born in this world, and he has fame and fortune, what else does he want? The position of power is all fleeting, and there is no trace in an instant, only timely enjoyment is the most important thing.

It should be regarded as a reward for Xiang Jingwu, be an official for another two years, make more or less contributions, give an explanation to Xiang Jingwu, his parents, and his own woman, and then his buddies will say goodbye to the old and take their wives out to travel - speaking of wives, the quality is quite high, but the quantity is too small, Master Hou, I am not good enough, and I will be punished with a glass of wine.

After another drink, Young Master Liu shook his head and chanted two sentences of obscene poetry, and from time to time he ** the Lori Xiaohuan who was waiting next to him, and he was not happy all night.

When he was ugly the next day, Xiaohuan woke up Liu Fan, and the time for the morning court had arrived.

Liu Fan got up in a daze, looked at the sky, and sighed heavily. My head hurts, and there seem to be hundreds of villains in my head knocking on the "general's order", which is the end of excessive drinking.

I have to find a chance to hand over the sick note today, buddy is still in the development period, and needs enough sleep, if this continues, no matter how strong the body is, sooner or later it will collapse one day. Liu Fan touched the sick note in his arms, thought about his words, and went up to the court with a calm demeanor. If nothing else, today should be the last time my buddy will go to the morning court in the next half a month, right? Liu Fan, who was sitting in the sedan chair, thought so.