"My husband, I'm doing this for your own good."

After Feng Qing finished speaking, her expression froze and she seemed to have fallen into the vicious circle of "for your own good". However, she did not know that in most cases, the recipient was not very happy.

Feng Qing softened her voice, and she kissed Fang Zheng's chin with a pleasing touch, "Actually, I can't bear to sleep with my husband's family, but you have to go to work during the day and you can't sleep well at night, and your body can't stand it. If you are sick, what should we do if our family?"

Even though he was as wise as Fang Zheng, he felt relieved by Feng Qing so softly.

He pinched the wife's chin and refused to let her leave. He gently took a bite on her lips. Only then did he be satisfied, "Just sleep well for your husband tonight."

Feng Qing looked at him with some doubts. On such a hot day, can you fall asleep by sleeping?

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Fang Zheng asked with a funny look.

"My husband must keep his word. If my husband's face has not improved in a few days, then I must have a room with him." Feng Qing was afraid that Fang Zheng would agree, so he felt wronged just to follow her.

Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and stared at Feng Qing for a while. Feng Qing felt guilty and secretly wondered if he was too much.

"Just follow your wife." In the end, Fang Zheng gave in.

Feng Qing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She rubbed Fang Zheng’s forehead rewardly and said with a smile: “Be good husband.”

The relationship between the two had to be managed by both parties together. No matter how strong a man is, he is weak and needs to be praised.

Although Fang Zheng did not show his face, Feng Qing still felt that his mood had improved after they had been together for so long.

The two of them waited for a long time before Tuanzi woke up.

When he woke up, he could see his parents. Tuanzi was happy and shouted glutinously, "Dad, mom."

There was still a hazy feeling of just waking up, and her eyes were even more misty. Feng Qing looked soft and soft. She lowered her head and wanted to kiss Tuanzi's forehead, but Fang Zheng nodded her forehead and stopped her.

"Madam, he is already old and can remember things." The implication is that he shouldn't kiss him anymore.

Feng Qing was in a good mood and didn't bother with Fang Zheng. She would have done nothing to kiss Fang Zheng in front of him after she got back.

Tuanzi struggled for a moment and shouted, "Mom."

Feng Qingrang sat on his lap, leaned over, ready to feed him a glass of water.

Suddenly, the forehead became hot, but it was Tuanzi who kissed her.

"Good son, I like you so much." Feng Qing put his forehead against Tuanzi's forehead and felt a fluttering mood.

No matter how naughty Tuanzi is in front of others, she is so well-behaved when she comes to Feng Qing, and Feng Qing feels that she doesn’t like Tuanzi enough.

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The movement of the quilt resting on the table made the mother and son turn their heads together.

Fang Zheng pulled the corner of his mouth, and there was no usual smile on his face.

"Are you deliberately going against your father?" Fang Zheng knew that this kid was so stingy. He was the one who was the father in front of his wife for several times. He pulled the corner of his mouth at Tuanzi and said coldly: "You wait."

When this little boy grows up, he must let the little boy have no free time to pester his wife for twelve hours a day.

Although Tuanzi couldn't understand his father's words, it didn't prevent Tuanzi from feeling uneasy. He stirred his hands together. After a moment, he decisively climbed down from Feng Qing's knees, then hugged Fang Zheng's legs, raised his head, and shouted sweetly, "Dad, hug."

This little man is a sage.

Feng Qing looked at the father and son with a funny look.

In the end, the father took a step back, picked up his son, and the family of three left the prefect.

The summer is long and the three of them are going out, and the scorching sun is still dragging the shadows, and they are reluctant to leave.

It was not that hot outside, there were much more people on the street than during the day, and the vendors were also energetic and watched the pedestrians shouting.

Fang Zheng carefully protected Feng Qing inside, and asked Jin Guard to carefully protect Feng Qing.

There are all kinds of people selling on the roadside, in addition to food, clothing and supplies, there are also juggling and writing letters. There are even people setting up stages in a corner of the street, and three or five people sing the show.

Liangzhou is rich, and the people live a harmonious life, so there will naturally be more entertainment.

"My husband, this place is so lively." After looking around, Feng Qing sighed, "I hope that all prefectures, prefectures, counties and counties in Daye will follow Liangzhou."

Feng Qing also knew that this was a beautiful wish and realization should be impossible.

"There are all kinds of things in life, and do your best for your husband." Fang Zheng replied.

"You are already very good, my husband."

As the two were talking, a clear voice came from Feng Qing's ears, "Fortune telling, you don't need money."

After a new life, Feng Qing believed in fate, but did not believe in these street stalls.

She only took a look and then withdrew her gaze.

As he was walking forward, the fortune teller touched his beard and said to Feng Qing: "This lady is a fortune teller? You are not allowed to pay."

"No need." Feng Qing shook her head. Even if this person really knows how to calculate, she didn't want to know what happened in the future.

"Madam, you come from afar. The people of Liangzhou should welcome you. However, the wife is kind-hearted and does not want the people to work hard. I am willing to kneel down and be grateful. But the people are coming and going on the streets, which makes the people panic. I am bowing to my wife."

It’s easy to guess from afar. Although Daye has official words, it is different from different places and his voice is different. When this person hears his words, he knows that she is not a native of Liangzhou.

But it’s a bit wrong to welcome the wall.

"Who are you?" Fang Zheng first responded, he held Feng Qing and looked at the fortune teller vigilantly.

Guard Jin even blocked the two of them, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, staring at each other unkindly.

This man was not afraid. He touched his beard and looked calm, "Is this right?"

"Who told you?" Feng Qing tilted his head and asked distrustfully.

The calmness on the fortune-telling face could not be maintained, and his eyes flashed, "What does this mean by Madam? I have been in this Liangzhou city for decades, and no one knows it? If Madam doesn't believe it, please ask the people of Liangzhou, how did I miss it?"

An aunt was passing by with a basket next to her. She noticed the people on the roadside and was surprised, "Master Zhu? Are you Master Zhu? Didn't Master go on a tour?"

Master Zhu was stunned for a moment, then calculated his fingers and asked the woman, "Did you come to ask me three years ago?"

"Yes, yes." The woman nodded desperately.

"You are asking when you can hold your grandson. I have told you a fortune teller. Now you have done your wish?" asked Master Zhu.

"Master, you are such an old god!" The woman's voice was a little loud. "I listened to the master's words and took my daughter-in-law to the temple to kowtow in the Mission of the Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-Send-S
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