The Consort is Sick, We Must Pamper Her

What made him even more angry was that this little widow even went to the gambling shop every night with the little dude of Hengguo Gong's mansion to bet!

Father Feng knelt down tremblingly, and he had seen all the news that came back, and he was about to kneel down for the widow.

What kind of court is this in order to breed such an extraordinary woman.

It's normal to be disgusted by her husband.

It's all about running to Xiangcheng with the master's son, but even dared to hook up with the little father-in-law of the government mansion with the master's son on his back.

Although the letter said that she did not know the identity of the young master, is this the point? She has been with the master, and from now on, she will be the master, the master and the ghost, and even talk to the foreign man It's all impossible.

But what did she do?

The gambling shop, he hasn't been in a few times, this aunt actually went every night!

There are all men...

Father Feng wanted to find a place to hide, for fear of being implicated in death by this widow.

"Pack things and prepare to leave the palace!" Qin Heng said with a sullen face.

"Master, it's too late now..."

"Do you want me to say it a second time!" Qin Heng said with a black face.

How dare Feng father-in-law, so before the seventh day of the first lunar month, Qin Heng came to bid farewell to his father, the Supreme Emperor saw that he was like this, so he didn't force him to stay: "I really don't plan to bring two and promise to go there?"

"No." Qin Heng shook his head, and then left the palace late at night.

It takes almost a day to travel from the capital to Long'an Temple, and then half a day from Long'an Temple to Xiangcheng, but the monk didn't even want to take a break at Long'an Temple, so he came back to Xiangcheng again.

It happened to be early in the morning when I arrived in Xiangcheng, and the gates were closed, but the guard of the city soon opened the gate to the carriage again.

Father Feng was too tired all the way, but he didn't dare to complain. The master didn't say that he was tired. What qualifications did he say to be tired.

It's so dying, the carriage was walking on the street, and it ran into another carriage. He didn't pay attention, but laughter came from inside.

The female voice is familiar to the monk.

Father Feng saw that his master son's face was almost as dark as the bottom of the pot.

"Quickly overtake." Father Feng said as Yingda, who was wrapped up like a zongzi, leaving only his eyes to see the road.

Yingda drove over in a carriage.

The father-in-law Feng explained to his son-in-law, "Lord son-in-law, let's arrive at the restaurant first, and then clean up, and then the son-in-law will summon his wife."

"Who wants to see such a woman!" the monk scolded angrily.

"Yes, yes, it's a slave, **** it." Feng Gong said in a low voice in fear, he didn't know who came to Xiangcheng without stopping for a quarter of an hour without stopping.

Those who arrived at the restaurant first, asked for the guest room, washed themselves, and shaved their beards. The monk said, "The widow is asleep?"

"Xu is asleep." Father Feng whispered.

After they were settled, the widow and the little father-in-law returned.

"Which room." The monk said.

Father Feng talked about a room, and then the monk led Yingda to the room. The Eagle Assembly opened the door, and even Chu Yue didn't notice any movement, and the door opened.

The monk's face became darker when he looked at it. Look at this widow. She has no importance. If she meets Yingda, how can she resist a female stream!

Yingda stepped back with great knowledge, and Father Feng whispered when he saw him come back, "Where is the master?"

"Go in." Eagle Avenue.

The father-in-law Feng was sighed with emotion. He really wouldn't die if she didn't do it. This widow made such a brave thing, she was afraid that she would not be able to pass it.

On the other side, the monk opened the door quietly and came in, and gave Hupo acupuncture first, even if the house burned up, Hupo could not wake up.

Then, the monk walked to the bed, Chu Yue even if she was skilled in the previous life, but in this life she was really a weak woman, and she was also tired at this late hour, no, she slept like a dead pig almost.

She just felt it when the monk came over.

The first reaction was because it was Hupo, and then I realized that it was not, but the visitor had covered her mouth for the first time.

This is a strong man!

Is she really going to die? Even if I came to this place and became a cousin, I was refused even if I wanted to eat Tang Seng meat. The cheapness was taken up a lot. It was hard to come to this place for a vacation and I encountered this kind of thing again.

You don't have to pretend, this meeting Chu Yue is bursting into tears.

The monk was a little excited at first, but he soon felt the wetness on his hands. Only then did he think of it but scared the little widow.

"It's me, don't be afraid." The monk hurriedly said.

Chu Yue, which thought that she would die before leaving the school, was taken aback first, and then her eyes widened. She was just afraid of being killed by the flower picking thief, so she didn't pay attention to her popularity.

This will see the familiar breath of this man, who is not the smelly monk?

She was familiar with his breath, especially the unique taste in him. She didn't know what psychology it was. She was probably aggrieved, and Chu Yue cried more fiercely.

"Don't cry, it's me who is not good, it's me." The monk hurriedly took the person into his arms and said soothingly.

"You flower picking thief, you bastard, you Jiangyang thief, you...you dead monk, you scared me to death." Chu Yue beat him twice and cried.

Naturally, the monk hurriedly coaxed people, he really scared the little widow just now.

He hugged and coaxed it high up for almost half an hour before coaxing the little widow.

"You don't want me, why are you coming back." But before he started interrogating, he listened to the little widow's questioning.

The monk said helplessly: "When did I say I don't want you?"

"Don't you want me? Ask someone to send me a letter like that. If you are tired of crooking me, you just say that you don't need to follow me!" Chu Yue said with a weeping voice.

"Nonsense, I'm really not at Long'an Temple these days. I'm just worried that you can't find anyone in the past. That's why Yingda will send you a letter." The monk said, "It's you, you are really capable."

"What do I have." Chu Yue snorted.

"I'm a female streamer. I didn't talk about running over so far on the winter day, but I also taught and accepted foreign men privately!" The monk said with a dark face.

"You can make it clear, why did I teach and accept a foreign man in private?" Chu Yue said.

"When I came over, I heard the two of you laughing in the carriage. Do you want me to say it again?" The monk said coldly.

"We went to gamble, of course we are happy to win," said Chu Yue.

Going to the gambling shop didn't think it was something ulterior to her. Seeing her so bold, the monk became angry: "Going to the gambling shop is reasonable, right? You know it's all men!"