When Feng Tong instructed Gonggong Li and Xiaowu and others to bring the wooden barrel and soup pool into the wing, Su Mujiu was holding his head, sitting by the window and looking at the pear blossoms outside the window.

Seeing Feng Tong's figure, her little face immediately turned around, and her smile was as bright as the sun in the sky, "Feng Tong~"

Feng Tong smiled at Su Mujiu, and when he saw that everyone had put their things away, he beckoned them to retreat.

He walked behind the screen, tested the temperature of the water with his fingers, and then walked to the door, and said softly to Su Mujiu: "Su Su, you bathe first." ”

As he spoke, he closed the door of the wing room without saying anything, and Su Mujiu was happy with the gentleman's decision.

Her phoenix is really gentle in her bones.

Su Mujiu cheered, closed the window, took off the clothes on his body, plunged into the soup pool, sighed comfortably, and was warm and comfortable.

She felt the tiredness of these days be swept away, the slightly hot water flooding her collarbone, her curved eyelashes closed, and she hummed softly in comfort.

This soup pool is sprinkled with flower petals, and the color of the petals can be seen at a glance, and the fragrance of the flowers is overflowing, and there is a faint medicinal fragrance.

I thought it was a medicinal bath specially prepared for her to soothe her nerves, and I was afraid that she would not like the smell of medicinal herbs, so she sprinkled flower petals to cover up the smell of medicine.

Feng Tong was extremely well prepared, and on the shelf beside her, there were bath utensils, new underwear, and new skirts.

Su Mujiu had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, soaking in the soup, thinking about Feng Tong's gentle face like jade, and unconsciously fell asleep.

Feng Tong estimated that after half an hour, he turned back and knocked on the door of the wing, "Su Su." ”

“……”

There was silence, and no one answered.

Feng Tong's good-looking brows condensed slightly, and Ruyu's palm knocked on the door again, "Su Su." ”

Still without a response, he looked back and whispered, "Bamboo." ”

Bamboo was on call and appeared in front of Feng Tong in an instant.

"Has Su Su gone out?" Feng Tong asked gently, in order to give Su Mujiu space, he deliberately left his yard and went to the garden to enjoy the flowers, while Zhu kept guarding the gate.

"Never." Bamboo replied truthfully.

"Okay, you go down." Feng Tong instructed.

"Yes." Bamboo moves in response.

Feng Tong was sure that he would never hear the sound of bamboo again, so he gently pushed open the door of the wing, he subconsciously looked behind the screen, and sure enough, he saw that Su Mujiu's skirt was still on the screen at will, and the pair of small embroidered shoes were placed on the ground randomly.

Feng Tong smiled dotingly, closed the door casually, walked to the back of the screen, turned his back to Su Mujiu and said, "Su Su, are you asleep?" ”

"Purr~"

What promised him was a vague snoring.

Thinking about this time, Su Su was really tired, that day she stood alone on the Jinluan Palace, accepting the interrogation of Emperor Tang, if she made a mistake in one word, it would be a catastrophe and a matter of losing her head.

Even though Su Su has been understating, it seems to be just a small twist and turn.

He was also very distressed.

Feng Tong sighed slightly, turned around, and saw Su Mujiu's face that was overwhelming.

At this moment, her little head was leaning against the edge of the barrel, her eyes were closed, her curled eyelashes were stained with a little droplets, her thin pink lips were as delicate as rose petals, and her long black hair was floating in sleep, half-hidden and half-exposed.

Feng Tong felt that his breath was stagnant, and his eyes, which were as clear as water on weekdays, were like deep ink lotus petals blooming at this moment, bottomless.

He walked quickly to the shelf, grabbed the big towel, scooped up Su Mujiu with one hand, and covered her body with a towel with the other.

This was just a matter of an instant, and Su Mujiu's skin was hidden under the towel.

Feng Tong let out a long breath, and he was really a seductive little goblin.

He carefully hugged Su Mujiu, who was as pure as a baby in his arms, as if holding a fragile porcelain doll, and he walked steadily towards the bed.

He put Su Mujiu on the bed, took a small towel from the shelf, and gently wiped the water stains on her hair.

He was afraid that if Su Mujiu slept with his hair wet, he might be infected with the wind cold.

He never stopped, tirelessly wiping Su Mujiu's hair over and over again, and even brought a little internal force to speed up the drying of his hair.

It wasn't until finally all the hair on the top of Su Mujiu's head was dry, and only the tips of the hair were still a little wet, that Feng Tong stopped, picked up a quilt next to her, and covered her.

Feng Tong lowered his eyes and stared at Su Mujiu's pure sleeping face, his heart had never been so soft.

He leaned down and landed a light kiss on Su Mujiu's forehead.

Then he retreated, got up and left.

As a result, he had only walked a few steps before his wrist was grabbed by a pair of soft little hands.

Feng Tong looked back and saw Su Mujiu's eyes were hazy, as if he was half-asleep and half-awake and whispered, "Don't go...... Feng Tong ......"

Feng Tong's heart softened, turned around, grabbed the pair of softness, and said gently: "I'll stay with you tonight." ”

Su Mujiu seemed to listen to this sentence, and then he felt at ease, and the strength in his hand gradually loosened, and he fell asleep again.

Feng Tong saw that Su Mujiu had finally fallen asleep, so he walked to the door and instructed Gonggong Li, who was waiting at the door: "You remove the remote bed, and I will stay here tonight." ”

“…… Be. Gonggong Li hurriedly responded.

I didn't expect the master to finally open his mind.

Who knew that he had just wanted to go down to handle this matter, Feng Tong's gentle voice sounded again, "You bring another quilt." ”

Gonggong Li's body shook, and his head shook slightly.

Why is his master still such a gentleman!

But he could only say, "Okay." ”

By the time Gonggong Li brought the quilt, Feng Tong had already soaked in the soup with a little temperature, and sat at the table to deal with government affairs.

"Master, this quilt ......" Gonggong Li looked in the direction of the bed, and at this moment the veil on the bed had been lowered, and a person could be vaguely seen lying in the haze.

He didn't dare to move any further.

Feng Tong put down the pen, this government affairs have been almost handled, he got up and took the futon, "Give it to me." ”

Gonggong Li saw Feng Tong holding the futon into the tent, heard the sound of rustling, and immediately retreated, and did not forget to extinguish the oil lamp when he passed by, he walked outside the door, closed the door tightly, and left slowly.

Although Feng Tong and Su Mujiu slept in the same bed, they each covered two different beddings.

Feng Tong closed his eyes, listened to Su Mujiu's shallow breathing, and smelled the faint fragrance of his daughter, and gradually felt a little tired, and always fell asleep.

I thought it would be like this to spend a smooth night.

Who knew that Su Mujiu's sleep was not a peaceful master, and in the second half of the night, it was just because she was wrapped in a towel, and there was also a layer of bedding, which made her breathless, and she actually broke free of one long leg and put it directly on Feng Tong's body.