After returning to Yewang Mansion, Feng Yege went directly to the study room, and followed on Eleventh, knowing that the master had an order to issue, and was almost set up by a few young people tonight, not to mention that the master couldn't bear it, he couldn't either. Tolerate.
When Lou Qingwu saw Feng Yege leave, her eyes that had been drawn down became darker, her fingertips inadvertently landed on the inside of her arm, her brows frowned, Lan Bai walked over with ginger soup, seeing this scene, Couldn't help but said: "Master, what's wrong with you? You should be happy that there is no danger tonight."
"Just thinking about something."
For some reason, when Xia Hourui's wet nurse saw the Shougongsha on her arm, apart from surprise, there seemed to be some other emotions in her eyes, which made her want to dig deeper. Moreover, she always felt that being seen by outsiders would definitely become a big fuss.
If it gets out, I'm afraid...
And to be honest, the fact that Lou Lianxin was pregnant stimulated her. When she came back from Prince Rui's Mansion, all the bloody eyes flashed in her mind. She hadn't had nightmares for a long time, but The anxiety of palpitations now made her extremely depressed.
Her beautiful eyes were half closed, and after a long time, she slowly raised her head, and her eyes fell on Jiangtang beside her, as if she had decided on something.
Standing up suddenly, Lan Bai was frightened by the seriousness of his expression: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I'll go out for a while, the prince is back, let him rest first."
"Hey, but..." Lan Bai looked at the ginger soup on the table and sighed helplessly, "What happened tonight, master? It looks very strange."
When Lou Qingwu came back, Feng Yege had been lying on the bed and read medical books for half an hour. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and saw Lou Qingwu's cold body. In the past, she put a robe on her body: "Why don't you wear more clothes when you go out?"
Lou Qingwu raised her head and smiled, "I'll be back soon, I don't think about it, I won't do it next time."
Feng Yege touched her somewhat cold face, and couldn't help feeling distressed, "I'll ask Eleven to bring over a bowl of ginger soup."
"Okay, bring an extra bowl here." Lou Qingwu looked a little dodgy, found a set of clean clothes from the closet, opened the secret room and walked into the hot spring, waving: "Brother, I'm going to take a bath, wait for the ginger soup to heat up Well, just put it outside." Feng Yege looked at her rare and hurried figure, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, went out in person, and when he came back, he had two bowls of ginger soup in his hand, just pushed open the door, She was surprised to see that Lou Qingwu had come out of the secret room, and was sitting in front of the bronze mirror combing her waist-length black hair.
Feng Yege put down the ginger soup, walked over to take the wooden comb from her hand, and helped her comb it unhurriedly. From the bronze mirror, Lou Qingwu could see his gentle and handsome face as soon as she raised her head, her eyes were lowered, her eyes were serious and focused, Lou Qingwu couldn't help but stared in a daze. As if aware of her gaze, Feng Yege raised his head, his cold eyes fell on the bronze mirror, met her blank eyes, a smile appeared on his brows, he couldn't help wrapping his arms around her shoulders from behind, " What's the matter? Still angry about what happened at night? I was careless this time, and I promise that next time, no one will take advantage of it."
"Who is angry?" Feng Yege caught him and watched him stunned, Lou Qingwu's face was stained with a blush, especially thinking of what to do tonight, it was red from head to toe. Feng Yege heard her particularly emphatic voice, smiled indulgently, followed her and replied: "Okay, I'm not angry, I'm angry. I shouldn't let people have this opportunity to covet, and I will never do it next time, I promise .”
Lou Qingwu saw his serious appearance through the bronze mirror, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise.
Then he tensed again, "Oh? That's what you said, what if you meet a girl you like again in the future?"
Feng Yege was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help rubbing his chin against her neck, "Marrying a princess is already full of twists and turns, so why would you want to marry another girl?"
"Oh? Are you dissatisfied?" Lou Qingwu glanced at him.
Feng Yege took her into her arms and rubbed her face with the tip of her nose: "You misunderstood me again, right?"
"Where is there?" Lou Qingwu muttered softly, no matter how calm she was, she couldn't help blushing at Feng Yege's intimacy, but Feng Yege saw it, and said with a serious smile on purpose: "Qingwu, you Why is your face so red? Are you sick?"
"..." Lou Qingwu glanced at him angrily, struggled to get out of his arms, stood up and looked at the two bowls of ginger soup not far away, quickly lowered her eyebrows, walked to the ginger soup, and looked back He glanced at Feng Yege, he was looking at her with a smile on his face, Lou Qingwu glared at him.
Feng Yege laughed softly, Lou Qingwu turned around, and with a movement of her finger, a packet of powder fell into one of the bowls of ginger soup silently where Feng Yege could not see. When she saw the powder melted into the ginger soup, Lou Qingwu still couldn't recover, picked up the spoon and stirred it a few times, lowered her eyebrows, and only hoped that her senior brother wouldn't be angry when he woke up tomorrow.
When the colorless and odorless medicinal powder could not see anything at all, Lou Qingwu picked up the ginger soup, turned around and walked to Feng Yege who was looking down at the wooden comb in his hand, and handed it to him: "Here, this bowl is yours. ?”
"Huh?" Feng Yege raised his head, "I want to drink too?"
"Why, don't you want to drink it? It's very bad, are you sure you don't want to drink it with me?" Lou Qingwu brought ginger soup to him in a rascally way, and she had the idea that if he didn't take it, she would keep holding it .
Feng Yege took it helplessly: "Understood, I will drink it with you, even the poison will be drunk with you."
Hearing his words, Lou Qingwu's heart skipped a beat, then she turned around, picked up another bowl, first saw that Feng Yege had finished drinking, and then gave her own bowl of ginger soup very slowly. Finished.
It's just that Lou Qingwu didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night. She closed her eyes and made her breathing look like deep sleep, long and shallow. She had studied how to exhale back then, so she wasn't afraid that Feng Yege would find her Did not fall asleep. Her ears were always vigilantly listening to the movement around her. In the middle of the night, Feng Yege, who had always been in a light sleep, finally sat up after tossing and turning several times, but her movements were very light, as if she was afraid of disturbing her.
Seeing that she was still sleeping peacefully, he let out a light breath. In the darkness, Qingjun's face was tense, as if he was holding back something. Turning her head to look at the sleeping Lou Qingwu, she slowly lifted the brocade quilt, and was about to get out of bed, but she didn't know whether Lou Qingwu seemed to be intentional or unintentional, she turned over suddenly, and one arm just happened to be pressed against Feng Ye. the waist of the song.