The sun is just right in late spring, and it is warm and comfortable on the body.

Jiuxiao Palace is obviously on the peak, but the palace does not feel cold at all, just like at the bottom of the mountain, feeling the alternation of the four seasons.

Feng Liuyu was lying on the soft couch, the blue robe was gently blown by the wind, Xiao Qingti was squatting beside his legs at the moment, and her two small fists were beating his legs very hard.

The corners of his lips hooked up a beautiful smile, and he squinted his eyes pleasantly.

This morning he untied Xiao Qingti's sleeping hole, and the little girl slept beautifully, and her face looked much better than before.

Her brain seemed to be a little brighter, and when she woke up, she hadn't forgotten what she wanted to please him, and she didn't bother to guess anymore, so she just asked directly.

At that time, Feng Huiliu looked at her for a moment, smiled and said a few things, such as fanning him, beating his legs, rubbing his shoulders, and making tea and pouring water for him......

He thought that after he said this, she would jump to her feet in anger, but he didn't expect that after he finished speaking, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she accepted it all in one breath, which made him quite unaccomplished, and had the illusion of punching cotton.

She doesn't actually want to please him with her body, does she?

Otherwise, why would she be so happy?

Feng Huiliu suddenly felt that there was something wrong with her, she wanted to please him with her body, but he was furious and severely punished and instigated.

She didn't want to please him with her body, and once she found another way, she immediately did it happily, which made him feel a faint sense of loss-

After two days and two nights of recuperation, her body has recovered a lot, and it is enough for him to give her a telekinesis in about two hours. He was a lot more relaxed, and she looked a lot more relaxed.

This morning, she practiced calligraphy as usual in the study, probably because her brain had improved some relationships, she had memorized some words, and her writing speed was much faster.

Feng Huiliu stared at the study for a long time, and when she saw her like this, she was also very relieved. Her soul has been stabilized a lot, and the two spirits that have been dispersed have also returned on their own.

According to her recovery speed, or she can completely leave his hand in five days, and he doesn't need to use his mental power to continue his life, so that he can go out of the palace to find some medicinal herbs, refine the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, and use secret techniques to summon her soul back, so that she can completely recover as before.

This little girl was probably really afraid of being kicked out, and was anxious to please him, so after she finished writing, she ran over to wait for him, pinched his shoulders for him, beat his legs, and did her best. and made him very satisfied.

It was just after lunch, and he specially took her to the garden of the Nine Heavens Palace, so that she could breathe in the unique aura here.

The garden of Jiuxiao Palace is different from the royal garden outside, any flower and plant here is a treasure of the world, not only the flower shape is beautiful, the fragrance of the flowers is also unique, faint and faint, straight into people's hearts and spleens.

There are a few products or rare medicinal herbs, which have the effect of clearing the lungs and calming the nerves.

At this moment, Feng Huiliu was lying on the soft couch of a gazebo, surrounded by flowers swaying, silently spitting fragrant.

When the breeze blows, the fragrance of round plants and trees floats in the air. A few petals blew into the pavilion in the wind, and swirled around the two of them, a few of which fell to the ground, and a few of which landed on their robes.

The petals that were about to fall on the body of the wind returned to the body before they touched the hem of his clothes, and disappeared without a sound. Needless to ask, it was destroyed by Aijie's Fenghui Palace Master with a snap of his fingers.

Xiao Qingti was squatting there and concentrating on beating his legs, but he didn't notice anything unusual.