How do Wufeng know, your prince has decided to retreat for a day.

So...... Early tomorrow morning, there was a marriage that would almost go down in history.

The people all said that King Chen knew everything and was willing to marry Wen Tianyan, the idiot, and the two of them were true love.

In the middle of the night, Chang Geyue was still checking every meridian on Zong Zheng Moxing's legs.

Odd?!

Every meridian of Zong Zheng Moxing was blocked, but his bones were basically fine.

Therefore, as long as the meridians are dredged, he should have no problem walking.

But a person with sound bones, how can the meridians be blocked like this.

And the most difficult thing is the atrophy of the muscles that accompany the blockage of the meridians, Zong Zheng Moxing's thighs are fine, and some of the muscles in the calves have twitched together.

Zong Zheng Moxing started slowly, "How?" ”

The expression was as calm as Si, and the tone was as light as Wen Yu, as if this was someone else's legs and feet.

Chang Geyue bit her lip lightly, then smiled, "It's okay." ”

It's either incurable, or it's troublesome.

Zong Zheng Moxing nodded, "How long will it take." ”

Chang Geyue looked at Zong Zheng Moxing's unfazed appearance, and suddenly smiled, "What if I say it can't be cured." ”

Chang Geyue was ready to hear Zong Zheng Moxing's answer similar, life is also, it doesn't matter, but she listened to Zong Zheng Moxing's still calm words. "This king believes in you, always."

Chang Geyue frowned.

Then he thought about it and said, "It's about half a year." ”

Zong Zhengmo didn't feel anything, he was used to recovering one day earlier and one day late, and he was used to it for so many years.

Even Feng Yan's face is not helpless, she and Yue will return to Mobei to marry in more than half a month, as for this Zongzheng Moxing, it has been lame for so many years anyway.

I don't care if I'm lame for a lifetime.

Chang Geyue almost knew what Feng Yan was thinking, and the corners of her mouth twitched, although she was speechless about Brother Jiuwang's thoughts.

But she won't change her pace because of Zong Zheng's strange behavior, so she thought about it for a certain month, and said very trickyly, "I will bring you a silver needle to dredge the meridians, and the drunken breeze will be watching, and after five days, his leg will be in charge of you." ”

Drunk and drunk, a drunken son, a friend of the dead Dao is not a poor man, for the happiness of me and Feng Yan, I will sacrifice you for half a year, you have no opinion.

Jiuwang's drunken breeze sneezed fiercely, and directly woke up Lou Xinqi, who had been in a coma for several days.

And a certain drunken boy is thinking quietly, could it be that he is thinking about him with calligraphy and painting?

Hey. So happy.

Zong Zheng Moxing nodded, indicating that he had no opinion.

Chang Geyue glanced at Feng Yan, and then said. "It's late, let's go back first, and start the injection tomorrow morning."

Zong Zheng Moxing nodded, "Ah You, send off guests." ”

It was already late when Chang Geyue and Feng Yan came out of Zong Zheng Moxing's mansion, she yawned slowly, and then crooked into Feng Yan's arms. "Hug."

Feng Yan's smile spread all over the corners of his mouth, and then slowly Geyue hugged him, "Little thing." ”

Chang Geyue smiled lightly and wanted to say something, but Feng Yan suddenly lowered her eyes.

Without checking, Chang Geyue's small lips just caught Feng Yan's ears, and the small tongue touched Feng Yan's ears, and the fine and slippery feeling made Feng Yan's whole person excited, and looking at Chang Geyue's eyes were also full of different kinds of domineering.

Chang Geyue didn't dare to move for an instant, as if she was angry.

Feng Yan's arms tightened, and his pace of holding Chang Geyue increased significantly.

On the big bed of Changge Mansion, Chang Geyue looked at the phoenix lying on top of her, and her face slowly became ruddy.

And Feng Yan's breathing also became heavier, and the two of them looked at each other......

ps: Six watches! Tomorrow is Mother's Day, don't send blessings to beautiful mothers~

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