She is Starlight Falling Fingertips

Chapter 1070 Whose Bamboo Horse Doesn’t Fall into Beauty (32)

Shu Yin'er couldn't help but smile, shook her head with a smile, and stretched out her hand, "Little Jiu'er, how good are you with Brother Mo today?"

"Be good! Be good! I'm sleeping with Brother Mo..." Xiao Jiu'er suddenly covered her mouth, and then said with a smile, "Brother Mo taught me how to draw pear blossoms, and also little rabbits and little foxes."

"Master, Aunt Shu." Jimo Xueyuan stepped forward and stood still with a slight bow.

Fu Congzhi glanced at him with a smile that was not a smile, walked to the desk, and picked up a piece of paper.

"Well drawn."

Hearing his words, Xiao Jiu'er's eyes lit up, and Daddy saw the painting on her table!
Secretly gave Jimo Xueyuan a thumbs up, Brother Mo is a prophet, great!

When she woke up, she found that Brother Mo was sitting by the bed, not knowing what he was doing.

After asking, I found out that Brother Mo was painting.

In this way, if father and mother ask what they did.

As evidenced by the painting, no one knew that they slept together all afternoon!

"Dinner is ready, let's go eat together."

Fu Congzhi took Xiao Jiu'er from Shu Yin'er's arms, and walked out of the room first after speaking.

It was drizzling outside, and Shu Yin'er walked beside him holding an umbrella.

"Mr. Mo, this servant put the umbrella on the corridor." Fen Dai slightly blessed her body, reminded Jimo Xueyuan, turned around and followed with her umbrella.

"Your Highness."

When Chen Feng heard this, he took an umbrella and came over, "Your Highness, I will hold an umbrella for you."

Jimo Xueyuan nodded, took a step, and suddenly returned to the room, and took the clothes on the bedside.

This belongs to the little girl, and I have to return it to her later.

He didn't know why, he had so many brothers and sisters, but he couldn't get close to any of them.

He always thought that he was a cold-hearted person, as rumored by the outside world, until he met Xiao Jiu'er.

I want to be nice to her, only to be nice to her, always to be nice to her.

This kind of thought, fermented in my heart, became deeper and deeper...

After dinner, Xiao Jiu'er was carried back to the room by Shu Yin'er.

She sat by the bed and took off Xiao Jiu'er's clothes.

As soon as she took off her clothes, Xiao Jiuer shivered from the cold, "Ah Choo! Ah Choo! Ah Choo!"

She sniffed, her eyes were red.

"Fen Dai, hurry up and make some ginger soup."

As soon as Shu Yin'er saw her sneezing, she became anxious immediately.

Xiao Jiu'er has been weak since she was a child, and she has been sick frequently since she was a child.

The most serious one was when I was three years old, I had a fever for a whole night and almost died.

"Sister Fendai, you must add more sugar."

"Lie down quickly, mother will sleep with you tonight."

After all, she was worried that she would sleep alone, even with a maid.

She didn't want what happened that year to happen again, she couldn't bear it.

"That's great! Xiao Jiu'er hasn't slept with mother for a long time." Xiao Jiu'er threw herself into Shu Yin'er's arms, rubbing her neck coquettishly.

"But, mother, you sleep with me, daddy should stay alone in the vacant room, daddy is so pitiful."

"Daddy and mother will sleep with you together." How could Shu Yin'er not know what she meant, and pamperingly tapped her little nose.

"Hehe~"

Xiao Jiu'er chuckled, "Mother, quickly take off your clothes, the bed is warm."

"You go in and lie down first."

"Oh, mother, hurry up."

Fen Dai made ginger soup and brought it over.

Shu Yin'er then ordered her to inform Fu Congzhi to sleep with Xiao Jiu'er tonight.

Originally, she wanted to visit Xiao Jiu'er after dinner in the name of sending clothes, but she heard Fen Dai say that Xiao Jiu'er would sleep with her parents tonight.

Jimo Xueyuan lowered his eyes slightly and thought for a moment, but finally he didn't hand over the clothes to Fen Dai.

"Go back madam, I'll be there right away."

Fen Dai blissed slightly, "Yes."

Fu Congzhi turned to face Jimo Xueyuan, "Come with me."

Jimo Xueyuan followed behind him and came to a row of tall bookshelves.

Fu Congzhi took a brocade box wrapped in brocade and handed it to him, "From now on, practice martial arts well. Of course, you can't let go of your knowledge. I will regularly assess the results of your practice. Your identity, show mercy to you."

"The disciple knows, but the master can rest assured."

Looking at the brocade box in his hand, Jimo Xueyuan's dark eyes were filled with excitement.

His eyes were firm, and he grasped the brocade box with both hands, he will definitely become No.1 in the world!
"I trust you as a teacher, let's go back."

……

It rained all night, and it cleared up in the morning.

Jimo Xueyuan got up early and practiced according to the secret books of martial arts.

His own martial arts is not weak, but he knows that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people, and there is no end to learning.

What's more...

In his current situation, only when he is stronger can he protect the person he wants to protect.

"Your Highness, you have practiced all morning, let's rest."

Chen Feng had been standing in the courtyard watching him practice martial arts, looked up at the Golden Crow rising up into the sky, and he persuaded him aloud.

Jimo Xueyuan was indeed a little tired, but he was still very happy in his heart.

Looking down at the soaked clothes, he frowned.

Chen Feng has been with him for many years, so it can be said that he understands the changes in his expression very well.

"Your Highness, wait a moment, I'll go and order people to prepare fragrant soup."

"No need." He was about to leave when Jimo Xueyuan stopped him, "Why didn't Xiao Jiuer come today?"

"Oh, I heard this morning that Miss Xiao Jiu'er suddenly had a fever last night and caught a cold. She is probably recuperating in the yard at this time."

Jimo Xueyuan's complexion changed, his eyes were full of anxiety and worry, and he said coldly, "Why didn't you say it earlier!?"

Chen Feng looked aggrieved, "Didn't you also ask?"

Besides, Miss Xiao Jiu'er is sick, so it's useless to tell His Highness.

Your Highness is not a doctor.

Don't mention how much resentment and grievance Chen Feng felt in his heart, he really forgot his subordinates when he saw lust!

"I'll go see her."

Jimo Xueyuan turned around and walked towards Mo Yunyuan. Because of his anxiety, he unconsciously used lightness kung fu.

Chen Feng blinked blankly, and then blinked again, oops, I'm going, His Highness actually endured it for Miss Xiao Jiu'er, and was covered in sweat!

Can't believe it!
"Aunt Shu."

Because he came in a hurry, Jimo Xueyuan's long black hair was a little messy, and he was a little embarrassed.

But this still doesn't affect his handsomeness, but makes him look more approachable.

He is meticulous, like an iceberg, as if no matter what method he uses, he cannot be melted.

"Xue Yuan is here, come in quickly."

Shu Yin'er sat by the bed and wiped Xiao Jiu'er's face.

A pair of eyes that were as gentle as water, glistening with crystal tears, filled with distress.

Because, on the bed, the little girl who was alive and kicking yesterday, now has a pale face, so pitiful.

When Jimo Xueyuan stepped forward, Xiao Jiu'er's pale face came into his eyes.

His heart couldn't help but suffocate, full of distress.

"Aunt Shu, what did the doctor say?"

He couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly.

"It's nothing serious, just take some medicine." Shu Yin'er forced a smile.

"Aunt Shu, let me come."

Jimo Xueyuan stared at the little girl who was sleeping restlessly on the bed, his heart ached.

Before Shu Yin'er could speak, she saw the little girl sleeping on the bed, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)