My wife is super cool

Chapter 47 Rage

"knocking"

The knock on the door sounded again, with some haste.

"You should drink the porridge first."

Lu Jingmo pulled back his clothes, opened the door, and left by himself.

Temporarily avoided the question of whether to stay or not.

The silk slipped from her hands, and Xia Qingmiao felt unspeakably lost and frustrated.

This person has no heart.

Under the clear moonlight, a man in snow clothes and black hair stood alone.

The figure is very long drawn by the moonlight, lonely and lonely.

Suddenly, a white cloak covered his thin shoulders.

"It's late at night, why don't you go back to the house to rest?"

Lu Jingmo's right hand covered Luo Ran's back, and his internal energy turned into heat to warm his body.

"The moonlight is beautiful and purifies people's hearts." Luo Ran leaned into her arms softly.

Lu Jingmo took his cool hand, and wrapped his palm completely.

"Let's go home."

Luo Ran smiled and shook her head: "Qingmiao just woke up, I can't worry about him, let's stay in Xiangfu for a few more days."

Qingmiao still needs the company of him and Jingmo.

Lu Jingmo pursed his thin lips slightly, and kissed the top of his hair.

He is always sincere, gentle and kind.

It's two extremes with her.

But fate is so wonderful.

Two people with completely opposite personalities, but love each other deeply.

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The backyard of Baiquefang.

"My servant has seen the prince." Xian'er bowed to the man half lying on the soft couch.

The red skirt embroidered with manzhushahua was spread on the couch in large swaths, beautiful and dangerous.

"Recently, what's happening with the Hokuriku lady?" Ion Yu said lazily.

Xian'er replied truthfully: "The elder brother who was brought back from Wuyou Mountain by the Northern Concubine fell ill, and she was taken to the Grandmother's Mansion to be raised."

"Then, the two had a conflict. The Crown Princess lived in the palace for several days and never went back to the Crown Princess' Mansion."

"Once, Huang Tong and Zhang Yuan were also detained in the palace."

Speaking of this matter, his tone was a little dissatisfied.

The adults in his family failed to return home that night, which made him stay alone in the vacant room.

"Oh~" The corners of Ion Youyin's red lips curled up slightly, "Has Zhang Yuan ever revealed to you, what is the conflict between Princess Hokuriku and her senior brother?"

Xian'er thought about it for a while, and said, "My lord didn't elaborate, but only mentioned one sentence."

"What?" Ion Yu's voice was unconsciously urgent.

Xian'er said: "Your Excellency said that the Northern Concubine is angry with her husband."

"呲啦" sound.

Ion Yu's sharp nails made several long marks on the mahogany table.

Fu Lang?

As cold as her, will she have a husband?

Unexplained rage invaded his entire mind.

The sharp nails sank deeper and deeper, but they couldn't feel the slightest pain.

"Prince, your nails!"

Xian'er's exclamation sounded.

The emotion that was about to collapse was slightly suppressed.

Ion You lowered his eyes, the nails of his left hand turned outward, and the wooden thorns produced when he scratched the mahogany table pierced his fingers, dripping with blood.

He moved his five fingers, and a heart-piercing pain hit him.

Ten fingers connected to heart, it really is true.

Xian'er found a small wooden box with familiarity, took out the bottles and cans inside, knelt down in front of Ion You, and quietly administered the medicine to him.

The bloody wooden thorns were pulled out one by one, and the eversioned nails were also cut off.

The white towel was stained with blood, and the cool ointment was applied to the fingertips, and the blood stopped immediately.

The five fingertips were wrapped round and round with soft gauze.

It is undoubtedly extremely painful to pull out the wooden thorn between the fingers, but during this process, Ion Yu didn't make any movement.

Like a wooden man who can't feel pain.

(End of this chapter)