Fu Qing slept very peacefully this night, and the long-lingering nightmare did not bother her again. When the sky was slightly bright, I had already woken up, and I felt refreshed.

Under the soft futon, the two of them were tightly entangled, and between her breaths, there was a man's clear breath, which made her feel a little ashamed.

Wait...

If memory serves, last night, she was clearly wrapped in a futon...

Fu Qing was startled, lifted a quilt foot, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that he was wearing a shirt.

But when I thought about it, I felt that something was wrong, this shirt... Who dressed her?

The fox looked suspiciously at the sleeping handsome face on one side, and simply lifted the futon by two-thirds.

Lean...

Fu Qing's face was stiff and crimson, and he quickly grabbed the futon back and covered it to hide his embarrassment.

Originally, Jiang Congao slept very deeply, after all, the delicate body of lovesickness day and night was bound in his arms, and it was rare to have a good sleep. But Fu Qing was tossing and turning here, even if it was a pig, she woke up.

The phoenix's eyes opened slightly, with a hint of confusion that had not woken up. Jiang Congao was not annoyed at all, as soon as he opened his eyes, he could see the flower-like appearance of the woman he liked, like a dream, only to feel that his heart was filled with honey syrup, sweet and very fulfilling.

"Qing'er, morning."

Jiang propped his elbow on the pillow, propped up his head, lazily and a little hoarse, and said in a low voice. Rays of morning light poured down, and the man was shrouded in soft light, as if hazy, but seductive.

The futon slid down with his movements, falling on his waist and abdomen, showing a strong chest, smooth texture, tight lines, and further down...

Fu Qing seemed to remember something, her delicate face became very unnatural, ruddy like blood, and hurriedly passed him, got out of bed to find his own clothes to wear.

However, before his feet touched the ground, he was pulled back by a force, and his petite body fell back into the warm embrace impartially.

"You're hiding from me?" Jiang Congao frowned and asked in confusion, "Qing'er, you don't mean what you say, you said that you are no longer angry with me." ”

“…”

Fu Qing smiled wryly to hide his embarrassment.

But how can she confess? It's hard to tell him that it was because he bumped into something vigorous and ready to go in the morning that he didn't dare to face him.

"Of course I forgive you, I'm going to give you a potion."

Jiang Congao's brows were still furrowed, he pondered for a moment, and asked with great anxiety,

"Then if you cure me, will you still cut me in two?"

Qing'er has a stubborn temperament, and he can make trouble with her for anything else. But only in this matter, there can be no concessions at all, and you have to ask for clarity and don't let her cheat.

"You are my senior brother, and you can't break the relationship between the same family."

Fu Qing smiled and didn't respond to him head-on.

"You know that's not what I'm asking." Jiang Cong Ao Rao guessed her reaction, and was still very dissatisfied, "I ordered you that year, you can only marry me, but you are not allowed to cheat"

"Obviously, I ordered you." Fu Qing muttered in a small voice, and then said righteously, "But what's the use of ordering?" As a result, you didn't go behind my back and let other women enjoy my things. ”

"It's me who's not good..."Jiang Congao wilted again when he heard her mention this. Qing'er, would you like to give you a chance to mend your ways? ”

Fu Qing's mind turned a thousand times, looked at him, his eyes were full of smiles, and asked,

"If the Jiang family has such a plan next time, what are you going to do?"

As soon as Jiang Congao lowered his eyes, he saw the woman's smile, his heart was relieved, and he quickly responded.

"I will consult with you in advance, and if you don't agree, I won't do it."

"What if a foreign enemy comes to attack?"

"Get rid of it."

"If there is a claw of Lushan?"

"Chop."

Fu Qing sneered, buried himself in his arms and laughed wildly. Jiang stretched out from Ao's tightly knit brows, and hugged her slender waist with affection, wrapping her tighter.

After a long time, Fu Qing raised his face, and his smiling face was like a delicate flower blooming, dazzlingly beautiful.

She couldn't straighten her waist, and glanced at Jiang Congao in shame before he let go of his hand. Fu Qing found a straight-collared placket with blue brocade, changed it behind the curtain, and soon, he pushed the door out to decoct the medicine.

After a stick of incense, Fu Qing took the warm medicine bowl and stepped in steadily. She handed the medicine bowl to Jiang Congao's hand and said,

"Drink, I'm going out."

Jiang Congao took a sip, his eyebrows shrugged slightly, and he complained with a sad face,

"The medicine is bitter."

Fu Qing looked weird, glanced at him, and said,

"But you've been drinking this medicine for two days."

Hearing her say this, Jiang Congao was aggrieved,

"But you didn't guard me to drink medicine for two days."

It's still slipping away, like a loach, and you can't catch it!

Fu Qing couldn't help but be a little speechless, turned around and went back with a plate of candied fruit, and patiently persuaded,

"Drink it."

Jiang flashed a glimmer of light from Ao's black eyes, and drank the medicine without frowning, all in one go, and his movements were extremely neat, and Fu Qing was stunned.

Isn't it bitter?

"Feed me."

As soon as Jiang Congao put the medicine bowl down, he salivated and came to ask for a reward. Fu Qing was helpless, and handed a fruity candied fruit that looked like amber to his mouth.

Who knew that he pushed the candied fruit away, looked at Fu Qing with a little dissatisfaction, nodded his thin lips with his fingers, and asked,

"Use here."

“…”

Fu Qing put the porcelain plate full of candied fruit on the table at random, turned around and clamped his cheeks with his hand, and stuffed the candied fruit into it before he could react.

"Eat if you want, so many things."

Fu Qing finally got out of the Xue Mansion and went straight to the Ancient Mansion.

There was an old man standing outside the door of Zhu Qi's mansion, who was the manager Yan who he saw in the pharmacy that day. I saw that his face was extremely respectful, and he bowed and waited. Seeing Fu Qing coming from a distance, there was a smile on his wrinkled face, and he greeted him respectfully,

"Doctor Fu, you're here."

"Manager Yan," Fu Qingluo generously replied, and said softly, "It's cold, you don't have to wait for me here." ”

"It's not cold." Manager Yan shook his head and said respectfully, "I'm going to trouble Doctor Fu today." ”

"Mr. Yan is serious."

After a few pleasantries, the two went to the house.

Fu Qing entered Gu Yan's room and routinely inquired about some symptoms. According to the diagnosis that came down in the past two days, she had a guess in her heart.

The doctors in front of him gave Gu Yan hundreds of blood-invigorating medicines, and if he was really stagnant in qi and blood, he must have been cured a long time ago.

Fu Qing saw that the string veins of his left hand saw the water drink, and the right hand slid the veins to distinguish the void fire, and estimated that it was phlegm fire.

But if it's a misdiagnosis...

It is a medicine that is three parts poisonous, even if the prescription for clearing heat is mild, she has to ask the ancient city lord again. But when she glanced at it, she couldn't help but be a little surprised to find that the ancient city lord was not in the room.

In the past two days, when she saw the doctor, the ancient city lord was waiting on the side, and he was full of respect for her, the doctor.

Of course, it is not excluded that Xu is not able to believe in this petite girl's house and watch from the sidelines.

However, today it is not there.