The First-Class Medical Princess

"What? Is Huaiqing unwilling? Or not?"

"Go, as long as it is what Ah Chu said, I will go!"

"good……"

So, in the end, Prince Jing lay back on the bed that he missed day and night, looking sick.

Sitting on the soft bed on the other side, Su Yunchu felt angry in his heart. This guy obviously has profound skills, and things like getting wind and cold are like a thousand miles away from him. If it wasn't for deliberate suppression or using one's own internal force to counterattack, how could such things be caused.

Murong Yuan lay on the bed, looking at Su Yunchu eagerly, "Ah Chu?"

"My lord, I have discovered that recently, your face has not only become thicker, but also your ability to sell morals and go to heaven has become stronger and stronger."

"Lady, you don't go to heaven as a husband, you only need to be with your wife as a husband."

Su Yunchu choked up, gritted his teeth, walked directly to the bed, stretched out his hand into the bed, and directly found the soft flesh on someone's waist, and twisted it without mercy, she just likes simple and rough!

Murong Yuan cried out in pain, "Lady, you are murdering your own husband!"

"Dear husband! My dear husband has already been killed by a bastard with a thicker skin than a city wall!" Su Yunchu gritted his teeth!

Only the hidden guards outside the main courtyard staggered when they heard Su Yunchu's voice, the princess is indeed the ancestor of the prince!

After Murong Yuan felt the pain, he just grinned and said, "No way! As a husband, this is to express my heart to my wife, so that everyone knows that my father puts my wife first, and my wife's husband cannot be coveted."

Su Yunchu decided to take a look at him, but only covered his face with one hand, covered his whole body with a quilt, "From today onwards, the name of Concubine Jing's shrew should be the same as that of your Lord Jing, God of War." Equally famous!"

Murong Yuan murmured from under the quilt, "Who dares to say that Ah Chu is a shrew, this king killed him, Ah Chu is clearly a good wife and mother!"

"My lord, I really cherish my reputation, I don't want to be hurt by you!"

Murong Yuan finally struggled out of the quilt and grabbed Su Yunchu's hand, "It's too late, Ah Chu, you will be haunted by this king for the rest of your life!"

"Can I go back to the furnace and rebuild?" Su Yunchu looked depressed.

There was no trace of illness in Murong Yuan, his eyes narrowed, and he directly pulled him into his arms, pecked Su Yunchu's lips lightly, and said firmly, "No!"

At this moment, Su Yunchu just wanted to bite someone. Looking at the rippling smile on someone's face and the smile on the corner of his mouth, he wanted to bite him with one bite!

But a certain person is used to doing this kind of thing, Su Yunchu's action of biting his lip turned into a deep and strong kiss in the end.

But it was also at this time that Yuzhu came in from the outside with a medicine bowl. Seeing the appearance of the two people in the room at this time, their faces turned red, and they didn't know what to do. Naturally, Su Yunchu knew that Yuzhu had returned, so he hurriedly struggled to get up , and did not forget to give Murong Yuan a glare.

Murong Yuan rubbed his nose and whispered, "Who told Ah Chu to be so delicious? I'm not allowed to touch it these few days."

Yuzhu is a martial arts practitioner with excellent hearing, so she naturally heard the voices of the two of them. Although she has seen many intimate things between Murong Yuan and Su Yunchu, she still feels shy and only holds the medicine bowl, "Princess, medicine It's ready."

When Su Yunchu saw the bowl of medicine that Yuzhu brought back, the corners of his lips raised, regardless of the scene of being bumped into by Yuzhu, he cleared his throat, "Let's put it away first, I will take care of the prince myself."

Yuzhu had no choice but to put down the bowl and retreat, and when she went out, she did not forget to close the door. Those who knew Su Yunchu knew that Su Yunchu who spoke in such a tone must do something.