The position of the side face against his heart couldn't help but rub, this man was very good to her.

It's so good that I feel a little depressed when I think that she lives on his favor.

She was forced to curry favor with him.

But when that trace of depression rose, it was enveloped and swallowed by countless sweetness.

He was her life, her destiny.

When she was resting on the bed, she watched the young man slowly understand the movements of the buttons, which was really eye-catching.

Heaven is really eccentric, some people not only have bright strips but also have hands like works of art, and even his action of unbuttoning is reverie.

Finding that she was staring directly at him, the young man's heart rose slightly, and the action of throwing his coat onto the hanger was three points more chic and coherent than before.

When he really went to bed in his arms, Chu Xian was still in a trance.

What the hell does this man think? Is bedtime really bedtime?

Did you really let her go today?

The young man's hand, which had been on her thin waist, suddenly reached out and put the gauze tent down, and then he turned back and dragged her into his arms.

It was very reassuring when he dragged him over and pressed it against his chest.

I don't know if the fourth master stole pine and cypress leaves when he was a child, why he always has a soul-stirring breath like a pine and cypress wrapped in early spring raindrops.

She grabbed him by the corner and fell asleep against his chest.

The young man suddenly opened his phoenix eyes, lifted the corner of the quilt, and his bony fingers slightly lifted her chin. His eyes were dark, and he gently stroked the corners of her lips with his fingertips, and then got up and stayed: "Prepare water, bathe." ”

When Chu Xian woke up the next day, the fourth master was already gone.

I touched the place where he was lying, and suddenly I didn't want to get up.

"Fujin, you are going to visit Da Fujin and Sanfujin today, but you have to hurry. It's not good if it's past noon. Besides, you're going to leave the palace tomorrow. Mama Lan held a few clothes: "Which one do you want to wear today?" ”

Chu Xian got up lazily, picked out a light purple flag suit embroidered with magnolia flowers, combed a simple little hairpin, and inserted a simple hairpin with purple jade and small pearls obliquely inserted on the sideburns.

After packing up, having breakfast, and going to Ningshou Palace and Yonghe Palace to ask for peace, he hurriedly went to the east to see Dafujin.

Da Fu Jin was not in a good mood, and when he saw Chu Xian coming, he sat up and spoke weakly.

Although she is a concubine, Chu Xian has only been married into the palace for a long time, and she and her two sisters-in-law have not met a few times, and their relationship is not too estranged, but they are by no means intimate.

She is not very good at persuasion, so she can only say: "Sister-in-law got better earlier, and eldest brother was less distressed." ”

"Alas, my body is too unlucky." Da Fu Jin felt uncomfortable: "Everyone knows that the master spoils me, and there is not even a concubine in the backyard, but it has been several years, and I ......"

Dafu Jin said this, Chu Xian had no choice but to continue: "My daughter is also a baby, I heard that the eldest brother likes the four little Gege." ”

"What's the use of liking it, and you can't stay by your side, sooner or later you have to marry to Mongolia to eat sand, if it's not a bad fate, then Mongolia 49 Banners, I don't know which flag to marry."

Chu Xian understood, Da Fu Jin This is postpartum depression.

"Sister-in-law still has to relax, the eldest brother treats you so well, and I hope you get better soon. You take care of your body, scatter your mind, don't scare yourself, maybe your wishes will come true. ”

Da Fu Jin's face was full of melancholy, and he looked at Chu Xian and felt that what she said made a little sense.

The four siblings were all sick and dying, and it has only been a month since she got better, maybe she should listen to her and don't scare herself.

After sitting with her for a while, Chu Xian went to the next door to see Sanfujin.

Unlike Da Fu Jin, who was full of melancholy, even if San Fu Jin was in bed, he wrote the words from the inside to the outside: Don't mess with me!