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Shangguan Jiyue felt that since Huangfu Chen woke up this time, he had become more gentle and more cautious. Even if he was in the depths of his love, he obviously endured it very hard, but he never made the slightest excessive request to her and made further moves.

Just like now, Shangguan Jiyue clearly felt the firmness and heat against her lower abdomen, heard his heavy and disordered breathing, saw the darkness in his eyes, and even his Adam's apple rolled a few times without escaping her eyes.

He was already distracted, but he forced himself to stay awake to the last of his senses.

Huang Fuchen slowly let go of her. Coming.

Shangguan Jiyue didn't know where to get the courage, one hand hooked his neck, and the other hand "evil is born from the side of the guts" and held the hard and proud thing.

Huang Fuchen was shocked, gasped, and his body suddenly tensed.

"Yue'er, let go of ......" he said with difficulty, and the color of his dark eyes became deeper in an instant, and there was a faint flow of dark light.

She looked at him, biting her lower lip and not speaking.

Even though her face was already hot and would evaporate into water vapor at any moment, she did not flinch, and kept looking up into his dark eyes.

Huang Fuchen looked down at her, his eyes dark.

The woman's green silk is like a waterfall, her skin is better than snow, her eyes are watery, her nose is straight, and her lips are like peach blossoms. She didn't know how tempting she was now, she didn't know how bold her movements were, and she didn't know the longing in his body that was about to burst. He could clearly feel his hard piping heat wrapped tightly around her palms through several thin layers of clothing. His size was too big for her to hold in one of her small hands.

Huangfu Chen's throat rolled, cursed in his heart, and bit his tongue fiercely, and the sharp stinging pain finally barely regained his sanity that he was about to run away from home.

"Yue'er, be obedient, let go."

Shangguan Jiyue finally let go of her hand.

He hugged her tightly and was silent for a long time: "I don't want you to remember what happened that night, I shouldn't have done that to you in the first place." ”

Huang Fuchen remembered the night when he was honest with her, and he regretted it immensely. Although nothing happened in the end, he was too rough that night to bite her. He clearly remembered that he was almost out of control at that time, and he really wanted to dismantle her and eat her so that she could never leave.

He was afraid that after that night, she would be afraid of him, afraid that he would be close to her, afraid that she would leave a knot in her heart. That's why these days, he has been desperately suppressing his desire for her, so he is so careful with her, and he is not as gentle as himself.

In front of her, he changed from a majestic male lion to a grazing sika deer. He hadn't asked her why since he woke up. In his heart, as long as she is willing to come back, she still loves him, and nothing else matters. In this love, he has become more mature, more forbearing, and more stable.

Shangguan Jiyue listened to Huang Fuchen's words, and a sluggish pain rose from his chest and quickly spread to his whole body. If he was too rude that night, it was because she was too ruthless that he almost lost control. His desperate eyes, every time she thought of it, she regretted it so much that her heart hurt so much that she even had to freeze her breath. She hurt him so completely and so badly, hurt the man who loved her so much that he could not even want her life......

Tears slid down her cheeks uncontrollably, she shrank into his arms, buried her face in his chest, hugged his neck and choked: "I'm sorry...... It's my fault, it's my bad ......"

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The change happened suddenly, and everyone was not expecting it.

Emperor Fuhao of Beicang fell ill overnight and became delirious. The imperial doctors in the palace were all dispatched, but they couldn't find any reason.

The emperor was sick, and the crown prince Fu Jin, who was about to get married, was the rightful supervisor of the country, and all the big and small affairs of the court fell into the hands of the prince. The Queen of the Night served on the king's side day and night, working and sad, and was sick on the bed for a few days.

The monarch and mother of a country fell ill one after another, and all the burdens of the Beicang Kingdom fell on the crown prince. Seven days later, Huang Fu Hao's condition did not improve in the slightest, and Huang Fu Jin announced that the marriage of the prince's mansion would be postponed until his father and mother recovered. Since then, the reputation of the benevolent and filial piety of the prince of Beicang has been all over the world.

As soon as the crown prince's order came out, even the marriage date of King Chen and Shangguan Jiyue was affected, and it is likely to become far away. Because no one knows how serious the emperor's sudden illness is, to put it mildly, in case the emperor has three long and two short, the period of national filial piety will be at least three years. Within three years, the people are not allowed to marry, they are not allowed to hold banquets, they are not allowed to put up lanterns, they are not allowed to have fun, and they are not allowed to put red on the door during the New Year's holidays......

The divine doctor Qiu Mingfei happened to leave Beijing temporarily, and when he received Huang Fuchen's letter and returned to Jian'an, it was already the eighth day of Huang Fuhao's illness. Even he didn't expect that the illness of the Beicang Emperor stumped Yun'er, who was called the "little miracle doctor".

Who is not as good as the name of the autumn god doctor? Even the imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital are beyond their reach. Although they also wanted to see with their own eyes the pulse of the famous divine doctor, Qiu Mingfei's temper was notoriously perverse, how could he let a group of annoying passers-by sway in front of their eyes.

So, when Qiu Mingfei appeared in front of Huang Fuhao's sickbed, the idle people in the dormitory had already been cleared, and the only people present were Huangfu Chen, Shangguan Jiyue, Huangfu Jin and Jiang Gonggong, who had served Huang Fuhao for decades.

The Night Queen came later, she came to help the sick, carried by the palace maid, her face was haggard, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked a lot older all of a sudden. As soon as she entered the hall, Huangfu Jin immediately stepped forward to support her.

Shangguan Jiyue and Gonggong Jiang both stepped forward to salute, and Huangfu Chen also bowed slightly to her with a faint face. He didn't speak, and his movements were a little stiff.

Qiu Mingfei naturally didn't salute the night phoenix, he directly ignored the night queen, who was the mother of a country, and casually flicked his wide sleeved robe and walked directly to the dragon couch where Huang Fuhao was lying.

Naturally, the Queen of the Night didn't bother with Qiu Ming, she just looked inside with worried eyes.

Shangguan Jiyue and Huangfu Chen stood aside together to watch Qiu Ming's pulse, and no one spoke.

On the huge dragon bed, Huangfu Hao lay quietly on the hospital bed. His face was yellow, his eyes were closed, his eye sockets were deep, his cheekbones were prominent, the muscles of his cheeks were deeply sunken, and the corners of his eyes and forehead were deeply wrinkled. I haven't seen him for a few days, and his whole body is very thin and aging. This made Shangguan Jiyue secretly surprised.

And Huangfu Chen's face was silent, he stood there frowning, not moving or speaking, but his eyes never left the sick face on the bed for a moment. Shangguan Jiyue glanced at him, her heart hurt slightly, she gently took his hand and slowly clenched it.

Huangfu Jin glanced at the hands of the two of them clasped together, and his eyes narrowed slightly. But he quickly looked away, and helped the Night Phoenix to sit down in the soft chair by the window.

"Queen Mother, didn't the imperial doctor say to put you on bed rest? Why did you get out of bed again? He asked in a whisper, his tone hard to hide his concern.

Before the Night Queen could speak, tears flowed down first: "Jin'er, your father is the emperor...... He ......"

"With the autumn divine doctor here, the father and the emperor will be fine, and the queen mother will be relaxed."