Fu You will get married tomorrow.

Unfortunately, Xu Jin was ordered to stay in the palace and think about it for half a year. The princess Fu Rong was unable to return to the Marquis' Mansion to attend the wedding banquet, so she could only send the housekeeper to send the gifts early.

Xu Jin's wounds had already started to scabbed, and he still couldn't sit, but he could barely stand up and walk slowly. As for recuperation, of course it's best to keep lying on his face, but Xu Jin had been lying for more than ten days in a row, so he had to get up. The gauze cover was removed when he was not afraid of his clothes touching his wounds. Fu Rong helped him and reminded him repeatedly: "Slow down, prince..."

Xu Jin took a breath, looked at his son sitting in the car, curiously looking at him, and stood up and said to Fu Rong: "Go to the yard, you push Brother Wang, I can leave by myself." He was almost sick in the house.

He was stubborn and refused to change the decision easily. Fu Rong did not swear to persuade him. He picked a crimson homely robe from the cabinet to serve him. After tying up his belt, the family of three slowly walked out.

The sky is as blue as washing, and the autumn air is clear and cool.

"Do you really want to go there and be lively?" Xu Jin knew that Fu Rong liked to go back to her parents' home the most. Fu You's great days, she definitely didn't want to miss it.

Fu Rong nodded, then turned his head and smiled at him: "But if you can send a concubine if you participate less than the fun, then I would rather not drink the third brother's wedding banquet." How could she make him blame himself for this?

Xu Jin held her hand: "It's okay, we can go out next year. You can go back to your parents' home to stay for a few more days."

Just as Fu Rong was about to speak, Brother Wang suddenly pointed to the roof and screamed. The boy's scream alarmed the magpie on the roof. The magpie flapped its wings and flew away immediately, flying further and further, turning into a black dot.

Brother Wang looked at the direction where the magpie flew away with curiosity.

Xu Jin wanted to touch his son's head and told him that he would teach him hunting in the future, but unexpectedly, he felt a pain after bent down.

He held back and didn't make a sound. But Fu Rong saw him frowning and stopped walking and said, "Okay, let's go so much in the morning. Prince, take your time, don't walk too long at once."

Xu Jin was looking forward to recovering sooner than her. He didn't show off his strength again when he heard this. He slowly turned around and walked back with her.

When he returned to the inner room, Fu Rong wanted to check his injuries.

Xu Jin refused, but he was afraid that something would happen later, so he advised Fu Rong: "You bring Brother Wang back first, and come here to accompany me at noon."

When she left, he called the eunuch to come in and help with medicine.

Fu Rong curled his lips, knowing that he loved face, so he went back to Fuqiuyuan obediently.

At night, she coaxed her brother to fall asleep. Fu Rong went to the front yard. Xu Jin was ready to rest. She got into the gauze tent and crawled into the bed.

Xu Jin looked at her in shock: "You want to sleep with me?"

Since he was injured, the two of them had not slept in the same bed for more than ten days. Fu Rong wanted to stay and take care of him at night, but Xu Jin didn't want Fu Rong to see his embarrassment, and he never agreed, although he thought about her very well.

Fu Rong didn't say anything. Xu Jin had two pillows. She lay on his side and looked at him and said, "I miss the prince."

I want to sleep with him, and I want him to be in the position she reaches her.

Xu Jin touched her face and smiled bitterly, "Be honest that night, don't put your legs on me."

Fu Rong glared at him: "My sleeping appearance is not that ugly. Besides, I know that the prince is injured, so I will definitely be more honest than usual. By the way, the prince, have you applied medicine tonight?"

Xu Jin didn't want to discuss this topic, so he looked straight at the bed board in front and said, "I'm on, go to bed with a strong heart."

He loved face, so much that he didn't allow her to see his injuries, and didn't allow her to apply medicine to him, and he didn't even mention it. Fu Rong felt uncomfortable. He didn't dislike her as ugly when she was pregnant, why did he think she would dislike him?

He is her husband, and she really dared not look at him when he was fuzzy, but she wanted to take care of him and be a gentle and considerate wife.

"Prince, I want to see your injuries."

The lights in the room were still on, and Fu Rong sat up and said to the back of Xu Jin's head.

Xu Jin turned his head to look at her, frowned and said, "What's the point of looking good? Stop making trouble, lie down and sleep."

His eyes were majestic, and Fu Rong pursed his lips and leaned back: "Then I'll give the prince a back." His little hand pitifully pulled the hem of his clothes.

Seeing that her eyes were bright and she had no sleepiness, Xu Jin nodded. Let her do whatever she wanted. She would get sleepy when she was tired of it.

He turned his head and joking at the head of the bed, "Then you have a little more effort, don't be like you haven't eaten."

Fu Rong said "yes" and pushed his shirt up.

Xu Jin tightened his body and turned his head to look at her.

Fu Rong didn't care, and he clenched his fists and began to massage his back. As he pounded, he changed to kneading. She had never served anyone and was rubbed without any rules. However, Xu Jin was very enjoyable to get her to serve her so she closed her eyes and praised, "If it weren't for the injury, I wouldn't know how considerate it was."

Fu Rong smiled, moved his hands slowly down, and wandered around his waist.

"Be gentle." There was no gravity there, and Xu Jin couldn't help reminding him.

Fu Rong immediately relaxed his strength.

Xu Jin relaxed again.

Fu Rong's eyes moved to his mid-trousers, guessing Xu Jin's pampering and indulging in her, plucked up the courage, pulled Xu Jin's mid-trousers' waist with both hands, pulled them up and quickly faded. Then, before Xu Jin supported him, he lay on his back, hugged him and said, "Your Majesty, don't be angry, I just want to see, the prince shows me, and I will allow me to apply medicine to you personally. The prince doesn't think I was ugly when I was pregnant, so how could I despise the prince?"

When he was speaking, he felt wronged for some reason, and tears flowed out and fell on his back.

A few tears suppressed Xu Jin's anger.

She took off her pants, and she should have seen them all if she didn't want to show them to her. Xu Jin didn't know what to say and remained silent.

He didn't scold her, Fu Rong felt completely relieved, slowly sat down and turned to see his injuries.

The scabs were formed, and the two large scabs were really ugly compared to the intact jade-like skin around them.

But he was beaten for her.

Fu Rong's tears fell again. She didn't dare to cry. She gently put her fingers on her and asked even more: "Does it hurt?"

Xu Jin shook his head, and after a while she realized that her eyes should be below, she said softly: "It doesn't hurt, it's a little itchy, you can put it on for me."

"I haven't seen enough yet." Fu Rong wiped his tears and touched the wound inch by inch. Then he carefully lifted his pants up and lay back next to Xu Jin to look at him: "Your Majesty is good to me, I will remember it for the rest of my life."

Her eyes were wet, and Xu Jin leaned over with his arm and lowered his head to kiss her.

Fu Rongqing couldn't help but hug his neck.

As he kissed, Xu Jin leaned into her pajamas.

Fu Rong is willing to give him everything now, with red face and closed his eyes, so obedient that he can't be more obedient. Xu Jinhuo is getting stronger and stronger, staring at her charming face like a pink peony, and suddenly he has increased his strength.

"It hurts..." Fu Rong opened his eyes and said with grievance.

Xu Jin's eyes were almost inflamed, and he pinched her again: "I know I'm inconvenient to move, so I deliberately came to hook me up, right?"

Fu Rong died unjustly, pushed his hand out in anger, turned his back and said, "Who has hooked you? It was the prince who kissed her herself and couldn't help it." She didn't think about that.

Xu Jin wanted to chase after him, but suddenly a pain came from behind. He smashed the bed hard and lay back.

Fu Rong laughed secretly, sat up, stepped over him and put his shoes on.

"Are you leaving?" Xu Jin asked holding her hand.

Fu Rong looked back at him: "Does the prince want me to leave?"

Her long hair was as gentle as water, as charming as demon. Xu Jin swallowed and looked outside and said, "It's dark. Let's take a break here tonight. Don't come here tomorrow." When she came here, she couldn't see and eat, which was even more tormenting.

"Then I'll go and turn off the lights." Fu Rong lowered his head and kissed him.

He poured a cup of herbal tea and another cup for Xu Jin. Fu Rong came back from blowing the light and lay down, pulled up the quilt and covered it.

She lay on her back, he lay on her tent, and there was only the breathing of the two of them.

Just when Fu Rong thought Xu Jin was asleep, Xu Jin touched her hand and held her, "Come here, give me a hug."

Fu Rong smiled and came over.

In this posture, it was uncomfortable to hold it no matter how hard you hug it. Feeling the irritation in the man's movements, Fu Rong patted his shoulder comfortably, "Forget it, the prince should recover first, we don't have to worry." As he said that, he lay back and held his hand only.

Xu Jin pinched her hard without hesitation.

The next day, Prince Su was still lying on the bed and was still venting his anger, and the Marquis of Jingyang began to prepare early.

Fu You is the groom's official. When he went to the wedding, he had to follow several brothers to help deal with the difficulties of the Han family. This is what every groom has to experience. Even when Xu Jin came to marry Fu Rong, he was still teased by the Fu brothers.

Qin Ying had already expressed that she wanted to join in the fun, but the Fu family did not expect that he would bring a helper.

Fu Chen glanced at Wu Baiqi behind Qin Ying and pulled Qin Ying aside: "What are you bringing him here?" This kid bullied his sister one after another, but he dared to come here today?

Qin Ying didn't want to take Wu Bai up, but Wu Baiqi blocked his door early and followed him with a silly face. What can he do? You can't tie Wu Baiqi to a tree, right?

Just as he was about to find a nice excuse, Wu Baiqi, wearing a round-collar robe in a blue strode, patted Fu Chen, who was half a head taller than him, like an acquaintance and old friend, on the shoulder: "Brother Fu shouldn't he still remember the mistakes he made when he was ignorant, right? Alas, that's all old things. Today is a happy day for Brother Fu. Brother Fu doesn't remember the villain's life. Let's buy and sell the past, how about help Brother Fu pick up the bride smoothly?"

Brother Fu, Brother Fu, the brat calls him nicely, who is his second brother Fu?

Fu Chen twisted Wu Baiqi's arm, and Wu Baiqi was suddenly attacked, grinning and screaming in pain: "Brother Fu, don't be so stingy!"

Seeing Fu Ding and others looking over there, Fu Chen snorted coldly and warned in a low voice: "If you don't want to get rid of it, be honest. If you dare to have bad intentions, I will break your legs!" He pushed the person away and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!