Qin Duan and Lu Fei left Ninghe Palace, and on the order of the Empress Niang, Qin Duan sent Lu Fei back to Feiyi Palace, and then prepared two packets of medium-dose laxatives and handed them to Lu Fei.

Lu Fei didn't want to take it.

But had to take it.

"Qin Duan, sooner or later, one day, this concubine wants you to know how powerful this concubine is!" Lu Fei threatened with teeth and claws.

Qin Duan responded perfuncitarily: "The minister knows that talented people are very powerful. ”

Lu Fei choked.

Isn't it time to choke back?

"You-" The green jade finger pointed at Qin Duan and gritted his teeth: "We'll see!" ”

Qin Duan bowed lightly and said, "That minister left first." ”

Lu Fei: ......

Stinky wood!

……

Ninghe Palace.

As soon as Lu Fei was sent away, Chu Yao lay on the bed leisurely, looking at the medical book leisurely.

Recently, I have to be busy with the affairs of the Queen Mother, and there are too many trivial things.

Finally, I can rest openly.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Su Zhimo walked in, bringing a cool breeze, to her side, looking at her lying on the bed, his heart was a little heavy.

"How are you?" Su Zhimo's eyes were worried, looked at her, carefully checked her up and down, held her face, and looked at her seriously: "Where is it uncomfortable?" ”

Chu Yao's heart warmed.

After the early dynasty, he should have discussed the matter of the Qicheng polder with the ministers, and after hearing about the harem, he came running.

There are fine beads of sweat on the forehead.

He gasped for breath.

Chu Yao shook her head, raised her hand, and covered the big hand holding her face: "I'm fine." I didn't drink bird's nest. ”

Su Zhimo breathed a sigh of relief.

He heard that several concubines in the harem fainted in pain, and the situation was so miserable that he was so frightened that he ran back directly towards Ninghe Palace.

I'm afraid that something will happen to Chu Yao.

Chu Yao wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead for Su Zhimo and kissed the corner of his lips.

"Don't worry, I'm really fine." Chu Yao felt Su Zhimo's nervousness, and his hand holding her face trembled slightly.

"I'm really scared."

Afraid that she would be hurt, afraid that she would leave him.

Now happiness is like a dream, and he is afraid that everything now is just a dream of his sorghum.

"I'll be fine, I promise you." Chu Yao smiled, pinched the corners of his mouth, and made him laugh: "Beauty, you still laugh more to make my uncle and my heart move." ”

Su Zhimo glanced at Chu Yao with disgust.

"I'm affectionate!"

"You're not fit to be affectionate!" Chu Yao sighed, leaned forward, hugged his lean narrow waist, and buried his face in Su Zhimo's chest, "Su Zhimo, hug me." ”

The way he just rushed in is so exciting.

She was the only one in his heart.

She was important to him.

Once he had such a cognition, Chu Yao wanted to really take this man for himself.

Su Zhimo was stunned for a moment, and then slowly hugged the person in his arms, the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

The panic in my heart just now was dispelled because of this warm hug.

Chu Yao raised his head slightly, looked up at his little face, and his eyes shone slightly.

He looked down and stared at her in his arms, his heart trembling.

"Su Zhimo ......"

"Well, I'm here."

"Stop the ......"

"Well, I'm here, I'm dying."

"Mo ......"

"I'm here, little girl."

"Husband......

Su Zhimo listened to Chu Yao's soft call to her husband, her body shook suddenly, and then her glutinous and crispy voice came from her ears: "Husband, kiss me, okay?" ”