In Fengming Palace, Feng Daihua actually helped her rub her legs in person, "Are you better?" His voice was cold, but she could feel his concern for her. The ear chakras on both sides rubbed upwards with a burning heat, and she even felt that he was the real him now.

"Thank you."

His hand paused obviously, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said dotingly, "No thanks." ”

Feng Aiai looked at Feng Daihua's unexpected pampering in her eyes and was stunned. He actually had feelings other than hatred for Feng Aiai.

"Princess." Wei'er broke into the door, but unfortunately bumped into this embarrassing scene, and I didn't understand and thought they were flirting with each other. "Well, sorry to bother. I'm going out now. ”

"Wait, Wei'er, come here."

Wei'er was in a dilemma, so she had to walk up to Feng Aiai and wait for the order silently.

"Help me to rest by the bedside." She raised her hand. Wei'er said with difficulty: "But the prince... Of course, only they could hear her voice, and Feng Aiai said to the prince: "Today, the concubine is unwell and cannot serve the prince. "The words are clear, Feng Daihua will not understand.

"Just because you're unwell, you should stay." He sent Wei'er down. Without waiting for Aiai to speak, he directly carried him to the bed and covered the quilt. Just sit on the edge of the bed and read. Looking at Feng Daihua, Feng Ai's love is inextricably linked, and all kinds of flavors are intertwined. Didn't he like me, why did he do this?

On the second day, when a ray of sunlight passed through the window, Feng Aiai opened her eyes in a daze, looking at Feng Daihua beside the bed, he really took care of her here for a night. Picking up the book next to it, the dark blue cover has a big bold font "Explanation of Doom". Even sleeping frowned, did you really encounter a problem? She combed his brows. Feng Daihua's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his dark eyes gurgled and turned, and Feng Ai loved to look at it.

“……。。”

“……。。。 You're awake?。。 Aha, the weather is fine today, I'm going for a walk. Feng Aiai lifted the quilt and ran away, not even leaving him a chance.

Lose the dead, how can you be covered by the demon Feng Aiai.

"Princess??" Linglong held breakfast and looked at Feng Aiai suspiciously, entertaining herself.

"Linglong, good morning."

What language is it?

"Princess, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing, you're here to deliver breakfast?"

I don't know what to do...

"Yes, yes." Princess, what's wrong? She stared at Feng Aiai and observed carefully, hey, how do you think today's princess looks very good. The crimson of her cheeks made her particularly shy.

Suddenly, Linglong asked darkly, "Princess, should you have a ......... last night" She pointed to the one in the room, intentionally or unintentionally.

How could Feng Aiai not understand what she meant, and said a little anxiously: "You want more." ”

"I thought it wouldn't be long before there would be a little county king or little county lord." Linglong was extremely disappointed.

"Linglong." Linglong is very excited about the birth of the little princess (Wang), but Feng Aiai is terrified. She's going to have a baby, so it's okay. Sooner or later, I will have to go back.

At the door, the 10,000-year-old iceberg on Feng Daihua's face, who was standing there at some point, finally melted. He smiled shallowly, he didn't know why he was interested in Feng Aiai and his children, and even looked forward to it.

"Prince." Linglong noticed Feng Daihua's existence, "Prince? Feng Aiai turned around and saw a man leaning against the side of the door, as if he was lazy, but he felt a little chill. It was he who should not have heard them and was angry.