The splendid medical relationship of Jiangshan

Chapter 337 Go and grab it from your mouth
He took off her bun in threes and fives, and the hair that had been coiled all day poured down, curving like ripples on the surface of a lake.

Duan Yinrao went to the side to wash her face, and Fu Mingchao followed behind like a tail.

She washed off the rouge, revealing a fair and clear face.

Her black hair was casually scattered behind her, and she had a very simple and elegant appearance, yet she was wearing a bright red wedding dress, which was so contradictory that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

Fu Mingchao's eyeballs wished he could pick them off and stick them to her body.

There were still drops of water on Duan Yinrao's face, sliding down along the brow bone and the bridge of the nose.

Fu Mingchao suddenly started working as a little maid, and handed over the handkerchief with a wink.

Just when the other party reached out to pick it up, he avoided it, and instead gently pressed the veil on her face: "I'll wipe it for you."

Duan Yinrao's hand just fell empty.

After hanging for a while, she slowly retracted.

After tidying up, Prince Fu took Duan Yinrao, who had finally become his wife, to have dinner. He served tea and water, cloth and vegetables and soup throughout the whole process. He took such considerate care.

He himself did not move.

Seeing this, Duan Yinrao couldn't help asking him: "You eat too."

He has also been tossing from morning to present, it is impossible not to be hungry.

Fu Mingchao only held her back: "You eat what you eat."

"are you not hungry?"

He looked at Duan Yinrao, his eyes seemed to be glowing green: "Hungry!"

I can't even go hungry.

If you want to throw people down now, you will be picked up on the spot.

But the daughter-in-law is not full yet, so he can't do whatever he wants.

Duan Yinrao found this person more and more strange: "Since you're hungry, why don't you eat?"

Fu Mingchao approached her with a sullen face: "A Rao, feed me."

"Can't you use your hands?"

"It works."

"Then why should I feed you?"

"You feed the incense."

"If you don't eat well, it means you're still not hungry. When you're hungry, you can eat whatever you want." Duan Yinrao ate his meal, as if he didn't care about his situation at all.

Fu Mingchao pouted, and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph...a cruel wife!"

That being said, his hand still picked up food for that so-called "cruel-hearted daughter-in-law" as if he had his own consciousness.

Duan Yinrao's clear eyes turned, and suddenly he picked up a ball and handed it to his lips: "I won't eat this, you eat."

Probably because he didn't even dare to think about this scene in his dreams, Prince Fu was stunned.

"Ah, Ah Rao..."

Seeing him staring straight at her without opening her mouth, Miss Duan Er felt embarrassed, she lowered her eyes and wanted to take back the chopsticks: "You don't want to eat it..."

"I'll eat it!" Fu Mingchao pressed her hand and swallowed the whole little ball in one gulp.

"...you, keep your mouth shut, don't choke."

"hey-hey."

Prince Fu started to be silly again.

When Duan Yinrao asked him to eat with chopsticks, he refused, but when she picked it up, he went to grab it, and she didn't let him eat it.

He took her hand and leaned forward shamelessly: "Ah Rao, if you don't feed me, I'll grab it from your mouth."

Duan Yinrao simply dropped the chopsticks: "Then I won't eat."

Who knows that this little prince can't be troubled.

He picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them back into her hand with a playful smile, and held his own in the other hand: "That's fine, if you don't want to eat by yourself, then I'll feed you, but it doesn't matter whether you feed with your hands or with your mouth." Definitely."

"you……"

"Ok?"

Duan Yinrao looked at him, hesitant to speak.

She felt that the Fu Mingchao she saw today was different from before.

She couldn't keep him down.

How did Duan Yinrao know that before the two of them were not married, Fu Mingchao was always worried that his hands-on actions would make her feel that he didn't respect her and would get angry with him, so he was obedient.

Now that the two of them are married, everything he does to her is justified. Thinking that she will not be angry because of this, he naturally put aside his face and let go of his hands and feet.

Fu Xiaowang is shameless, Duan Yinrao is no match for him.

Duan Yinrao put down his chopsticks again after being watched by him and took a few bites.

This time I really couldn't eat it anymore.

Seeing this, Fu Mingchao picked her up and rushed inside.

His purpose is obvious.

Take advantage of this good night to finish your previous dream.

"Ah Rao...I'm so anxious, let me kiss you!" He said and pulled the clothes on her body, and he did not speak in a hurry, and the words he said were sloppy.

Duan Yinrao struggled lightly not to be hugged by him: "...You, wait a minute!"

"No wait."

"You just finished your meal, so take it easy."

Only then did Fu Mingchao stop his movements and raised his head from her neck.

Duan Yinrao's cheeks were slightly red, and a tinge of blood was also on her neck: "I lay down after eating just now, and my spleen and stomach will feel uncomfortable."

Fu Xiaowang's eyes were red with anxiety, and his mind was full of this matter, so his focus was on the word "lying", and he replied with a twitch: "Then standing?"

"What, what?"

"...Stand, I'll hold you." He saw such a picture on the "little man's book".

Duan Yinrao pushed him away and stood up, gathered her clothes and walked to the window.

Fu Mingchao followed her strength and lay directly on his back on the couch, sighing uncontrollably: "Conscienceless wife, I hurt you for nothing."

It sounded like he was extremely wronged.

But in the next moment, he turned over and sat up, took the cloaks of the two and pulled Duan Yinrao out.

She looked at him blankly as he tied the cloak for herself, and asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"

He was helpless: "I'll take you out to digest food."

Prince Fu thought about it, right now, he could see that he couldn't eat, why not take her for a stroll around the palace, firstly, to get her familiar with this new home, secondly, it would really help digestion.

Hurry up to eat, and hurry back to the bridal chamber.

Besides, the maids waiting in the corridor saw that the young couple didn't hurry up to do things and actually wandered around the palace. They couldn't help looking at me and I looking at you, confused.

The old mama was well-informed, and guessing that this matter was different, she hurriedly reported it to Uncle Fu.

When Uncle Fu heard this, he frowned, and secretly thought that the little ancestor really didn't make people worry!
He didn't do serious things when he was a child, but now that he's a pro, he should just do some unscrupulous things, but he has become serious instead.

It's a beautiful day, beautiful scenery, what kind of palace do you want to visit!

Isn't the mandarin duck pillow and emerald quilt not good-looking?

Uncle Fu was so worried that he was about to pull his hair out, and the old nanny beside him tentatively said, "Young Lord, he..."

Fu Bo was puzzled: "Huh?"

"Do you think the little prince has some unspeakable reasons?" For example, he is unable to do what he wants.

Otherwise, with such a flowery daughter-in-law dangling in front of her eyes, and it was the wedding night, no matter how you think about it, she should lock the door and do something shameful... Bah, do something loving and charming.

But how could this young couple do the opposite?
Uncle Fu gave a "tsk", feeling that this guess was not unreasonable.

Otherwise, how to explain that the little prince has not accepted the room before?
Maybe it's because of this!

Thinking of this possibility, Uncle Fu regretted it in his heart, thinking why he didn't find out earlier, if he found out earlier, he would find a doctor to take a look at it, and it would be too late when it happened.

No, the old nanny is experienced, and said: "The little prince is still young, so it may not be as serious as you and I think.

Let me tell you, you might as well ask the kitchen to prepare some nourishing things, just tonic. "

"Can't it be repaired?"

"Hey... a food tonic, not a medicine, you believe me right."

"Okay! Then I'll let someone arrange it!"

After speaking, Uncle Fu hurriedly went to the kitchen to give instructions.

When Fu Mingchao and Duan Yinrao came back after walking around the palace for a while, they saw Uncle Fu standing at the door with a bowl of mutton and leek porridge, obviously waiting for him.

As soon as Uncle Fu saw him, he smiled and offered the bowl: "My lord, hurry up, drink it while it's hot."

Fu Mingchao pushed aside: "I've already had my meal."

He said in his heart that I finished my food with great difficulty, and another bowl of porridge, Ah Rao, would not let me walk around the remaining half of the palace.

So resolutely don't eat it!

He didn't eat it, but Fu Bo was very anxious.

It was hard to speak directly in front of Duan Yinrao, so I had to pull him into a corner and make up a lie to coax him: "When you went out to entertain guests, the little princess specially ordered someone to prepare it for you. Pot, if you don’t eat it, wouldn’t it be a compliment to her kindness?”

"A Rao asked someone to make it for me?"

"what."

"Then I will eat."

Fu Mingchao said he was going to bring the bowl into the house, but Uncle Fu stopped him: "Just make do with it and drink here, and the servants have to clean up the bowl after drinking."

Fu Mingchao: "..."

Inexplicably, I feel that being a prince is meaningless.

(End of this chapter)