Immediately, King Ze hugged An Fupei and still lay down on the flower bed.

The two of them faced each other, King Ze's eyes were dark, and he stroked her eyes with his fingers distressedly, "You're full, you can sleep now." ”

Ann now suspects that his heart is made of straw, or his head is paste.

He held her like this, how could she possibly sleep.

"King Ze, actually...... Actually, I'm used to sleeping alone. ”

King Ze's pupils shrank, and he was a little ruthless, "You are married, and someone will sleep with you every day in the future, you should get used to it first." ”

At that time, the autumn sun poured into the window, and the shadows falling from the carved lattice of the window climbed up the curtains of the flower bed one by one. In the silence, if it weren't for An Fupei's thoughts, how beautiful this time would be.

"Then you say, will your mother treat me like a tortoiseshell?"

An Fupei suddenly changed the subject.

King Ze was stunned, but after a while, he laughed evilly again.

"You think beautifully, Lantian Pavilion Master, his means are much more powerful than Aunt Mao."

An Fupei's heart was suffocated.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been a problem, but I didn't expect her to experience this as well.

But King Ze smiled heartlessly, as if he was expecting the two women to fight for him.

An Fupei pushed him on the chest, "I don't care, I won't handle this relationship, you can handle it yourself!" ”

King Ze clutched his chest, almost laughing, "This king won't either." ”

"You must know!"

"I really won't, this king is also scared of her, really."

An Fupei was too angry and depressed, "Then don't marry me, let's leave!"

"That's not going to work!"

An Fupei wanted to get out of bed, but the king of Danzig stopped her outside, and she couldn't get out, so she had to turn her head, turn in, and not look at him angrily.

Zewang was still laughing behind her back, and after a long moment, he took his voice and handed her something and patted her on the arm.

"Here's it."

Out of the corner of An Fupei's eye, she saw a piece of yellow and clear, and she didn't need to look at it much, but she also knew that it was the amber dug out of the ruins by King Ze's top treasure, and there was a photo embedded in the amber.

"Haven't you already thrown it away?"

"The king didn't throw it, you know."

Indeed, An Fupei knew that King Ze had used a trick at the beginning, but in fact, he didn't throw it.

"Take it, haven't you always wanted to see it?"

"Don't look."

"Why, this king mustered up a lot of courage to show you."

"Then I'll have to muster up a lot of courage to come and see it."

"Huh?" King Ze was puzzled.

An Fupei sighed, "I'm in love with you, King Ze."

Because of love, there are a lot of entanglements, in case she is psychologically unbalanced after reading it.

King Ze suddenly became happy, "Really? You love me? ”

He hugged her tightly from behind, his head buried between her neck, his warm breath disturbing her mind, and he could even feel his heart beating in his back.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, her hands clasped together, her nails sinking into her flesh.

King Ze said: "I love you too, only one of you." ”

He no longer calls himself king, but me.

"Really?"

"An An, you can doubt anything, but you can't doubt my friendship with you, I've been waiting for you for eight hundred years."

"Eight hundred years?" An Fupei slandered in his heart, why didn't he say a thousand years, or ten thousand years.

King Ze was serious, "Well, maybe more than seven hundred years, or more than six hundred years, I can't count them." ”

King Ze snapped his fingers, An Fupei turned around, and when he saw his serious appearance, he couldn't help but smile.

She sighed, "When it comes to gags, you are brazen, and no one can compare to you." ”

King Ze's eyes widened, "An An, you don't believe me?" ”

It's not that I don't believe it. Zewang, how old are you? ”

"Maybe nineteen, maybe twenty, who has the patience to remember this!"

"Then why are you waiting for me for 800 years?"

According to An Fupei's memory, the lifespan of people here is shorter than that of the Zombies, after all, productivity is much behind.

Ordinary people are already rare when they reach the age of sixty, but if they are rich and noble, it is possible to live to the age of eighty if they are well maintained.

King Ze actually said that he would wait for her for 800 years and be a child!

King Ze climbed up and pressed against her, holding her face with both hands, turning her head and forcing her to look at him.

"What I said is true."

"yes, really." An Fupei didn't want to expose his obvious lies anymore.

"You don't believe me," King Ze said in frustration, "but I'll prove it to you." Soon. ”

He hid the picture back in his arms.

An Fupei saw it.

"Why don't you throw it away?"

"Well, don't throw it, don't throw it in this life."

Ze Wang said, his tone was vicious, he showed her the photos, but she didn't look at it herself. If one day she found out that it was her picture, and he threw it away, he would have died even worse.

……

The shootout on the street caused Yaowanggu to injure three disciples.

Ji Ruhou hurriedly brought the disciple back to Cai's mansion.

He was distraught, and emergency surgery, and one of his disciples still died of blood loss.

Since signing the gambling contract with An Fupei, he has not rested for three days, his face is pale, his eyes are puffy, and his gray hair is unkempt.

When she heard the news, An Fupei had already completed Du Gui's surgery and was recovering well.

Ji Ruhou's already old heart instantly added some vicissitudes.

At this time, he finally realized in his heart that An Fupei's medical skills far surpassed him.

"The old man has worked hard to run the Medicine King Valley for decades, and he must not lose to An's like this."

He was not reconciled.

"Master is right, you must not give the Medicine King Valley to the An clan, otherwise our disciples will be miserable."

He clenched his fists in righteous indignation.

"We swear to follow Master to the death! Even if there is no Medicine King Valley, we are still disciples of the Master. ”

The other disciples showed their loyalty to Ji Ruhou one by one.

Ji Ruhou's eyes were red, "Okay, then let's go to the capital and find Emperor Yue." ”

Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the shootout, now that Anze Medicine Hall had no strength to take care of the gambling contract, Ji Ruhou hurriedly asked his disciples to pack their bags and quickly leave.

Ji Ruhou's plan is to find Emperor Yue, with the affection he has accumulated in front of Emperor Yue over the years, Emperor Yue will definitely come forward and make peace between him and her.

When Ji Ruhou came, he was fanfare, mighty, and panicked like a lost dog when he left.

Several disciples supported the wounded, while others carried Cassia on a stretcher.

When I left the city, it was almost dark, and a dark cloud drifted in the west where the sun had set.

Gloomy and compassionate.

Ji Ruhou has never been so miserable, he came to the long pavilion, and suddenly a person jumped down from the locust tree on the side of the long pavilion.

The man was dressed in a green cloth robe, carried a sword in his hand, and carried a strange long cloth cover behind him, which contained something like a wooden stick.

"Heh," he laughed wildly, "His Royal Highness King Ze said that you want to slip away, and he really said it!" ”

When Ji Ruhou saw that this person was Tao Zhengshan, he felt even more heartbroken.

Because three days ago, Tao Zhengshan looked like a dried corpse that was about to dry up and was brought back by a horse, and many people had seen it.

Unexpectedly, in just three days, he was alive again, although his face was still a little pale, but all in all he was alive, watching him jump from the tree, he was agile, and there were almost no sequelae.

The beard has been shaved again, and he hasn't grown back yet, Tao Zhengshan is twenty years younger, like a miserable green boy!

An Fupei's medical skills are truly unpredictable.

(End of chapter)