Phoenix Fight

After Xu Qingzhu exclaimed, he hugged the quilt to cover his glitz, only two eyes on one head were exposed, and the twinkles were quite aggrieved: "You are sick! I...I slept well, what are you doing? Come to lift my quilt? Pervert!"

"I'm a pervert? I..." Pu Yang couldn't argue, and said, "I will never attack you no matter what." He walked out and went out to breathe.

But when I walked halfway, I found something was wrong. This is my room, and that is Bai Langguo's bed. Is he Xu Qingzhu's occupation of other people's bed and other people's room still reasonable?

Immediately turned back, pointed at the door and ordered him: "Put my clothes on and get out of here!"

"I'm infected with the cold. If you toss me like this, don't you worry that I will not get better? Besides, sleeping naked is good for your health, don't you know?" Xu Qingzhu lay on the bed and refused to leave. She didn't let me out, but you told me to get out? You are too shameless!"

"I'm shameless? I..." Pu Yang Yue suddenly found that he was not only unfair to women, but now that he was unfair to men and women. Of course, he had only met Chunguang just now, and he was sure that the evildoer lying on this bed was real. It's a male, but this male is also limited to his body. Whether it's words, deeds or behavior, this male is so enchanting that it is convulsive!

"Ok...Okay, just go to sleep, and snoring is not allowed too loud! Otherwise, whether you are happy or unhappy, I will send someone to throw you into the street and leave you naked!" , Puyang came out more and more.

So that night, Xu Qingzhu slept quite painfully. Under the quilt, he tried not to let the snoring noise to the neighbor next door. It was much quieter, but the next door guy still stayed overnight and never rested. He was obviously very tired, but tossed to sleep. No, I woke up very early the next morning and called Zhao Yu'er and asked her to see Xu Qingzhu: "Cure him sooner, let him get off sooner!"

Zhao Yuer carried the medicine box to Xu Qingzhu’s room. Pu Yang Yue suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly chased her to stop her, let her be at the door, and then went in by herself, forcibly ordered Xu Qingzhu to put on her clothes, and then Zhao Yuer was allowed to approach. : "This rascal, you don't have to be merciful when you start, the amount of medicine is increased, and he must recover as soon as possible."

"Yes." Zhao Yuer responded with cold sweat.

Not long after, Pu Yangyue, who was standing by, finally fell asleep on the soft couch.

Deacon Liao came and said that someone from the palace asked the prince to enter the palace as soon as possible to see the saint. Pu Yang had never slept enough, so he chose to go into the palace again on the pretext of being ill.

Unexpectedly, because the prince refused to enter the palace for a long time, the **** who passed the message returned to the palace and reported that the prince was unwell. The emperor Lao Tzu went out of the palace to visit him in the prince’s mansion. He also brought three doctors with him and said For the prince’s diagnosis and treatment, the prince must recover as soon as possible so that he can handle the affairs of the DPRK.

The three imperial doctors took turns to diagnose and treat. The final diagnosis said that the prince was too tired and needed more treatment. The emperor Laozi personally fed the boiled medicine to Puyang and drank it, making Puyang more helpless.

Because of the emperor’s arrival, the Prince’s Mansion was busy working together. Many of the guards and servants were sincere and fearful. They walked and talked with their heads low as if they were going to be mourning. In the silence and solemnity, it is Pu Yangyue that the protagonist is the most calm, and his hospitality towards the Emperor Indifferent, at twilight, after sending the emperor away, continue to return to the house to sleep, as if nothing had happened.

In the half-day, Bai Languo, who was speechless, happened not to be in the mansion, but went over the wall to Chu Mansion and went to chat with Chu Qingfeng.

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"Listen! Listen, my son is talking!" In the garden of the Chu Mansion, Qian Jiaojiao stood up with a flat belly, breaking Chu Qingfeng's head to let him listen.

"How can a baby who is only one month old have any movement?" Although Chu Qingfeng is not a doctor, he still understands basic physiology and teased Qian Jiaojiao. "What's more, how can you be sure that you are a son? What about a beautiful daughter?"

"I like my son, so I must be a son. My son is strong and can help me and flour!" Qian Jiaojiao was shocked when she said this, and then struggling out of Chu Qingfeng's arms baffledly, "Speaking of making dough, I suddenly remembered that there was still half of the taro cake in the kitchen that I did not finish!"

Seeing that she was leaving, Chu Qingfeng was extremely reluctant to give up, and circled her back and hugged her: "You are pregnant, so don't do the rough work. Play with me?"

"No, I have succeeded in making delicious pineapple cakes, jujube puree cakes, plum cakes and begonia cakes. I still have taro cakes, wick cakes, orange red cakes, horseshoe cakes, Bazhen cakes and lotus seed cakes. I must rush to my son. Before I was born, I made all the cakes delicious, so that at the time of the full moon, I will make a table of 100 cakes to celebrate our first child!" Yan Bi no longer ignores Chu Qingfeng’s blockade. Pidianpidian escaped.

And Chu Qingfeng still felt dizzy by her surrounding various pastries, until she really walked far away, she sighed in frustration: "Can't you talk to me more?"

"Your wife won't accompany you, I’ll accompany you?" Bai Languo jumped out at this time, because she had been in the grass for a long time, and she said lines like a junior, showing a foolish smile.

"Xiao Bai?" Chu Qingfeng was shocked when she saw her, "Are you back?"

Bai Languo hummed, pretending to be jealous and angrily: "Yes, you have forgotten your friends when you have a wife. If I hadn't taken the initiative to find you, you would have almost forgotten that there is still someone like me in this world, right?"

Speaking of this, Chu Qingfeng seemed to be poked to the painful spot, her expression suddenly stagnated, her eyebrows drooped, and the corners of her lips twitched. He actually brought a seven-point melancholy of sadness and sadness to the spring and autumn: "Oh... Xiaobai, I am soon I am leaving this world."

"Huh? Are you going to wear it back?"

"No..." Chu Qingfeng shook his head, "I'm going to die."

"Ah? Are you terminally ill? Is it cerebral thrombosis or gastrointestinal cancer?"

Chu Qingfeng was slightly resentful about her careless gloat: "I'm dying, do you still have the mind to make fun of me?"

"I don't think you can run and jump, and you are very healthy, and you don't look like a dying person!"

"When my child is born, I will definitely die." Chu Qingfeng suddenly raised her head, fixedly looking at Bai Languo, and said categorically.

His tone was not heavy, but his words were clear, and he passed into Bai Languo’s eardrums accurately, and spread to the cerebral cortex through nerve endings, linking memories in his mind. Bai Languo was shocked and suddenly awakened what he had said before. Not a joke.

it is true! You can see from his expression: He never lied to himself about the warning about "Gods and Immortals" from beginning to end.