Love in Xuancheng

Shen Xingyue hated her molars. She swung her claw half way. She stiffened for a moment, put it down again, got up angrily, and went straight to the bed.

Big rascal! Big bastard!

I took pains to set him up for half a night, but I didn't get a useful word out! Damn it! Damn it!

In terms of playing rogue, this product is definitely on the top of rogue. No one can match him!

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The next morning, Shen Xingyue still slept until she woke up naturally. She thought Feng moye had gone out early, but when she opened her eyes, she found that he was still sleeping!

He didn't go out!

incorrect! Unless he can't get up, he won't "stay in bed" for no reason! Even if I sleep with her, I'm awake----

"Husband?" Shen Xingyue turned over and stroked Feng moye's face.

Feng moye frowned and said "um" gently without opening his eyes.

"What's wrong with you? What have you been doing lately? How did you toss yourself like this? Did you fight with someone again or did you make another mistake before you recovered from the old injury?..."

Shen Xingyue was so frightened that she suddenly rolled to her throat and asked a series of questions in one breath.

"Tired, just have a rest. Don't talk, good --"

His voice was very small and weak. It sounded like he was very tired. It seemed that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

"Tired? How can you be tired? Why are you so tired? Didn't you get well last night? To be honest, what's wrong?"

Shen Xingyue was confused, but more worried and anxious.

Feng moye didn't seem to hear it and didn't return to her again. He was so inexplicably 'ill' for two days and 'half dead' for two days.

Early in the morning on the third day, Shen Xingyue was just about to fall asleep. Vaguely, she seemed to hear someone calling her.

"Madam, wake up --"

She frowned. She was about to turn over and continue to sleep. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. The next second, she opened her eyelids, and a handsome face like a demon bumped into her sight.

Shen Xingyue stared at the person in front of him in surprise. He stood by the bed, energetic and without half a silk sick face. His face was like a peach blossom and his eyes were as bright as a star, so he looked at her.

She has been guarding him and taking care of him for days. She has no clothes and food at the table. Is it an illusion again?

"Nice?" asked Feng moye.

It's not an illusion! But he---

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Xingyue frowned.

Isn't it stupid? Brain disease for two days --- bad? What's he doing in a wedding suit at night? Get married? No --?

Who is he going to marry?

"Inherit the throne of the emperor, welcome relatives and seal the back!" Feng moye said seriously.

"Where's your father?"

The news is too shocking. Shen Xingyue feels dizzy, can't bear it, and can't believe it. In the clouds, she always feels that she is in a dream, but the pain from her arm makes her have to believe that this is not a dream, but a reality!

"Abdicated!"

"Retreat --- retreat? Why?" Shen Xingyue jumped up with her quilt, stunned, shocked and unbelievable!

"My father wants to save my mother, but my mother can't wait! Now that I have the spirit body and my father's cultivation, my mother is very confident of waking up."

Feng moye's tone is light, like chatting about home, but you can hear that this "light" is very different from the previous "light". This "light" is obviously more popular than the previous cold, alienation and indifference