Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 284: Her decision

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Back to the Yewang Palace, Feng Yege went directly to the study, and followed on Eleven. Knowing that the Lord had an order to give, she was almost designed by a few of you tonight. Don’t say that the Lord can’t bear it. He couldn't bear it either.

Lou Qingwu saw Feng Yege leave, her eyes darkened a bit again, her fingertips fell on the inside of her arms inadvertently, her brows wrinkled, Lan Bai came over with Jiang Tang, and saw In this scene, I couldn't help but say: "Master, what's the matter with you? Tonight is full of surprises, so I should be happy."

"I'm thinking about something."

For some reason, Xia Hou Rui's nanny saw the shougong sand on her arm. In addition to surprise, she seemed to have some other emotions in her eyes, which made her want to dig deeper. Moreover, she always feels that being seen by outsiders will definitely become a matter that can be made a fuss about.

If it spreads out, I’m afraid...

And to be honest, Lou Lian's pregnancy irritated her. When she came back from the Royal Palace, the **** blood that had been flashing in her mind all the time, she hadn't had nightmares for a long time. , But now the kind of anxiety with palpitations made her especially annoying.

The beautiful eyes were half closed. After a long time, she slowly raised her head, her gaze fell on the **** soup on the side, as if she had decided something.

Suran stood up, the solemn expressions scared Lan Bai: "Master, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay, I'll go out, the prince will come back, let him rest first."

"Eh, but..." Lan Bai looked at the **** soup on the table and sighed helplessly, "What the **** happened to the lord tonight? It looks very wrong."

When Lou Qingwu came back, Feng Yege had already lay on the bed and read the medical books for half an hour. He heard the door opening, raised his head, and saw the coldness of Lou Qingwu and couldn't help it. She walked over to the bed and 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 will be back soon, I didn't remember it, not next time."

Feng Yege touched her somewhat cold face, and couldn't help but feel distressed, "I'm going to bring a bowl of **** soup over on November 11."

"Okay, bring one more bowl here." Lou Qingwu's eyes were a little dodged, and she found a set of clean clothes from the closet, then opened the secret room and walked into the hot spring, waving his hand: "Brother, I'm going to take a bath, wait When the **** soup is hot, just put it outside.” Feng Yege looked at her rare hurried figure, raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, and went out in person. When he came back, he held two bowls of **** soup and just pushed Opening the door, he was surprised to see that Lou Qingwu had come out of the secret room and was sitting in front of the bronze mirror combing a waist-length blue silk.

Feng Yege put down the **** soup, walked over and took the wooden comb from her hand, and helped her comb it without rush. From the bronze mirror, Lou Qingwu could see his gentle and handsome face as soon as he raised his head. With his eyes down, his eyes were serious and focused. Lou Qingwu couldn't help but be stunned. As if aware of her gaze, Feng Yege raised her head, her cold eyes fell into the bronze mirror, facing her dazed eyes, a smile spread across her brows and eyes, and she couldn't help but wrap her shoulders from behind. What's wrong? Still angry about what happened at night? This time I was careless, and I promise that next time I will definitely not let people take advantage of it."

"Who is angry?" I was caught by Feng Yege and saw that he was dumbfounded. Lou Qingwu's face was blushed, especially when he thought of what he was going to do tonight. To the feet. Feng Yege heard her particularly emphasized voice, smiled indulgently, and replied with her: "Okay, I'm not angry, I'm angry. I shouldn't let people have this opportunity to covet it. I will never do it next time, I promise. ."

Lou Qingwu saw his serious appearance through the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Then tightened again, "Oh? This is what you said, what if you meet a girl you like again in the future?"

Feng Yege was taken aback, and couldn't help but rub her chin against her neck, "marrying a princess has already had twists and turns, where can I still want to marry another girl?"

"Oh? Are you dissatisfied?" Lou Qingwu glanced at him.

Feng Yege took the whole person into her arms and rubbed her face with the tip of her nose: "You misunderstood me again, right?"

"Where is it?" Lou Qingwu murmured slightly. Feng Yege's intimacy was that she could not help but blush no matter how calmly she was. However, Feng Yege saw it and deliberately smiled and said seriously: "Qing Wu, why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

"..." Lou Qingwu glanced at him angrily, struggling to break free from his arms, stood up and looked at the two bowls of **** soup not far away, quickly lowered his eyebrows, and walked to the **** soup. Next, he looked back at Feng Yege, he was looking at her with a chuckle, Lou Qingwu glared at him.

Feng Yege laughed lowly, Lou Qingwu turned around, and with a finger move where Feng Yege could not see, a bag of powder fell silently into one of the bowls of **** soup. Until he saw the powder melt into the **** soup, Lou Qingwu was still a little confused. He picked up the soup ladle and stirred it a few times, lowering his eyebrows, hoping that the brother won't be angry when he wakes up tomorrow.

After waiting for the colorless and tasteless powder, Lou Qingwu picked up the **** 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 it yours?"

"Huh?" Feng Yege raised his head, "I want to drink too?"

"Why, I don't want to drink it? It's not good. Are you sure you don't want to drink with me?" Lou Qingwu brought the **** soup to him very rarely, and if he didn't pick it up, she would keep serving it. Thoughts.

Feng Yege reluctantly took it over: "I see, drink with you, even the poison will drink with you."

Hearing what he said, Lou Qingwu's heart jumped abruptly, then turned around and picked up another bowl. First, he saw Feng Yege had finished drinking, and then he moved very slowly to take his own bowl. The **** soup is finished.

It's just that Lou Qingwu didn't fall asleep until the latter half of the night. She closed her eyes and made her breathing look similar to deep sleep, long and shallow. She studied how to breathe, so she was not afraid of Fengye. Song will find that she is not asleep. Her ears had been listening vigilantly to the movement around her. In the second half of the night, Feng Yege, who had always been asleep, had tossed and turned several times, and finally sat up, but the movements were very light, for fear of disturbing her.

Seeing that she was still asleep, he let out a sigh of relief. In the darkness, Qingjun's face was tight, as if he was holding back something. Turning his head and glanced at the sleeping Lou Qingwu, he slowly opened the quilt before getting out of bed, but I didn't know if Lou Qingwu seemed to be intentional or unintentional, and suddenly turned over, one arm just pressed against Feng Ye. Song's waist.