Li Jingmo wrote the prescription, and Zhao Lingling took it out of the door.

passed by Xu Haojie in the courtyard, and the other party opened his mouth and wanted to shout Sister Zhao, but he never shouted.

Zhao Fuling bowed his head to him, his footsteps did not stop, and the wind swept by as shallow and fast.

Xu Haojie looked back at her, and watched her figure disappear in the night, and then stepped into the house.

Of the three people in the room, two were standing and one was lying, and the other frail and sickly Du Gongzi was resting in the side room.

Xu Haojie didn't know what he could do to help, and stood a little cramped, until Li Jingmo looked back at him: "You are the son of the head of the Xu family?"

This was the first thing Li Jingmo said to him after the two met.

In that courtyard, Li Jingmo had Zhao Fuling in his heart, and he didn't look at anyone at all.

Now, he's finally taking time to make time.

Xu Haojie became even more cramped, he didn't know if his little caution had been seen through by Li Jingmo. I only felt that under the gaze of those eyes, it seemed as if there was nothing to hide.

Probably seeing his nervousness, Li Jingmo's attitude was deliberately softened: "Ah Ling told me on the way here that although you are the son of a merchant, you are loyal and courageous, and your courage far surpasses that of young people of the same age."

This is the praise of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, without adulteration of any impurities, sincerely, and sincerely.

Xu Haojie blushed, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed, ashamed, or happy. There was a complex emotion welling up in his chest, as if he was some excited, some excited, and some indescribable self-ashamed.

The young man is the most innocent and clean, and most of his thoughts are written on his face, which can be seen through at a glance.

Li Jingmo looked at Xu Haojie like this, as if he was looking at his past self, and he couldn't help but smile more on his face.

"After a few years, Ling Zunke is okay?"

Xu Haojie hurriedly lowered his head and replied to him: "Thank you, Your Highness, everything is fine with my father."

Li Jingmo bowed his head slightly, wanting to greet this young man for a while, but he didn't know what to say, so he was silent.

Neither of them spoke, Li Jingmo was calm, but Xu Haojie became more and more uncomfortable, blushing and red.

Fang Qiu looked at the two of them secretly, feeling funny, thinking that he would tell Zhao Fuling about this later.

Zhengnian chattered Zhao Poria, and Zhao Poria came in with two large bags of medicine.

The Dijon uniform on her body has not been changed, only her face is clean and beautiful. After walking to the table, he said to Li Jingmo as before, "Jingmo, you come and check these medicinal materials to see if they can be used."

Li Jingmo's thoughts were pulled back to the days in the Xuanhua Hall in an instant.

Everything was bad at that time, but Zhao Fuling was by his side.

Now everything is not good, but Zhao Fuling is still by his side.

Such a thought made Li Jingmo's heart swell, a little sour, and full of indescribable sweetness.

At that time, he was still Du Gongzi, who was unfamiliar with Ah Ling's mouth, and now he is her Jingmo.

Jingmo, who belongs to Ah Ling alone.

Li Jingmo raised his eyebrows, bent his lips, and said softly: "Okay, I'll take a look."

The two of them stood at the table together, bowing their heads to sort the herbs. Ordinary things have a special charm under their hands.

Due to the tacit cooperation, the speed of sorting medicinal materials is very fast. The fingers of the two touched occasionally, and their eyes unconsciously met...... I didn't say anything or do anything, but the air around me seemed to be sweet.

Fang Qiu looked at it and looked at it, and he was a little melancholy.

He is in his twenties, and now he has abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, and he can be regarded as a manly man who stands up to the sky. But she hasn't even touched the little girl's hand, isn't it a joke to say it?

Fang Qiu didn't want to look at it, and deliberately said in surprise: "The girl came back so quickly, shouldn't she have smashed a medical hall?"

Zhao Fuling glanced at him with a smile and did not speak.

Fang Qiu smiled, and before he could tease again, he saw Li Jingmo's black and white eyes, looking at him coldly.

The rest of the words stopped suddenly, Fang Qiu's smile froze, and he didn't dare to say a word

Spit out.

The room was quiet again, and after distributing the medicine, Fang Qiu rushed out to decoct the medicine, leaving Xu Haojie alone in the house.

Xu Haojie used to want to spend more time with Zhao Fuling, but now he doesn't stand or sit, he just feels uncomfortable, and finally simply gets up and says goodbye.

Li Jingmo said softly: "In the courtyard of this mansion, you can choose one to live in at random, and only after dawn can the city be completely stable, then you can ask people to pick it up."

Xu Haojie dared to trouble the other party, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't bother Your Highness, the grass people can rest anywhere."

After that, he peeked at Zhao Fuling, and he was not embarrassed to say hello, so he turned around and left directly.

After the others left, Li Jingmo put away his alienated attitude, and his joyful and hot eyes fell on Zhao Fuling, as if sighing, and called: "Ah Ling."

Zhao Fuling likes to hear him call herself like this.

Like the tide retreating from the shallows under the moonlight, and like the water of a river meandering through the shallow waves, low and gentle, swirling, beating on her heart little by little.

She looked back, looked at the eyes soaked in moonlight, and smiled, "Jealous?"

Li Jingmo walked over and stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms. The well-defined jaw rubbed affectionately against the top of Zhao Ling's hair, and her tone was low and soft, as if she was aggrieved: "Ah Ling is so good, so good that any man with a little vision will think you are dazzling and beautiful."

Zhao Fuling chuckled again, turned her face slightly, and rubbed with his sideburns.

"I don't know, during the time Your Highness has been in Zhengrong Pass, not only has he refined his martial arts, but also his mouth?"

The warm breath brushed Li Jingmo's cheeks, and he couldn't help but come up and touch the tip of Zhao Fuling's nose: "Ah Ling, I miss you so much."

He looked at Zhao Fuling's eyes, and he was closer, but he couldn't tell whether the person reflected in the other party's eyes was Zhao Fuling or himself.

Zhao Fuling knew what he wanted to do, but she restrained and endured it......

She simply broke this layer of patience and took the initiative to kiss it: "Your Highness misses me, and I miss Your Highness."

Her lips and teeth were intertwined, and her babble was a little slurred. Li Jingmo's Adam's apple rolled rapidly, as if a flower had exploded in his mind, and even his heart was full of flowers called joy.

His slender five fingers passed through Zhao Fuling's hair, as if soothing and possessive, gentle but domineering. The thoughts that have been separated for months all poured out at this moment.

Zhao Fuling had no strength under her feet, so she simply softened in his arms like a scoundrel, her head was weakly half leaning on his shoulder, and her eyes overflowed with misty mist.

Li Jingmo looked at her like this, his eyes seemed to be filled with ink, so thick that he could drown the people in front of him.

After a moment, he simply wrapped his arms around her waist and turned the person to the table.

The candle flame on the table jumped restlessly because the two were close, and the light in the room was clearly extinguished, reflecting on the bed, illuminating Liu Shoubei's slightly moving eyelids.

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