When he came out of the study, the sky had completely darkened and the yard was quiet. Changyun held a three-foot-long sword in his arms. The blade gave off a cold light in the moonlight. He was guarding the door so that not even a fly could fly in.
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from inside the door, like the sound of tables and chairs colliding, followed by a brief "whimpering" sound, and then nothing...
In a daze, Fu Jinan seemed to have returned to twenty years ago. It was so long ago that he forgot how old he was at the time, or four, three, or even younger.
He was born with a better memory than others and could remember books he had read once. When I was very young, I still vividly remember the days when I was held in the arms of a beautiful woman.
The only thing I can't remember clearly is the days of torture. He thought he had forgotten it, but he hadn't. Over the years, he had retaliated against the Duke of Jingguo like boiling frogs in warm water, watching them get up little by little, then fall, then climb again, then fall again, and so on...
As for the Luo family, his initial thought was to fatten them up before killing them.
I just didn’t expect that day.
This was not the first time he had been poisoned by charm, but it was the first time he wanted to find someone to detoxify him. By some strange combination of circumstances, Changying was asked to find a clean woman. It was that time that it seemed that he was destined to admit the wrong person, and then used a trick to make the Luo family follow the same path as the Duke of Jingguo.
But as I walked, my mind changed.
Do you regret it?
Never had.
His sight passed through the layers of high walls. Although he could not see it, he knew that in this cold and dark night, there was a light shining for him.
Under the dim light, the young woman has a beautiful appearance, a gentle temper, and a comfortable smile on her lips. There are two exquisite little dolls sitting next to her...
There was a slight sound of the door opening behind him, and a long shadow came out.
"Sir, the matter is settled."
Fu Jinan looked back and saw that the study was as quiet as ever.
Changying followed his line of sight and said, "Except for Dr. Zhang, no one else could see anything. They only thought that the Duke of Guo had suffered a stroke and that he could neither speak nor write for half a month..."
"Um."
Before Changying could finish his words, he only heard an imperceptible sound, and then his figure disappeared into the night.
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Maybe the two children knew that their father was coming back today, and they would have gone to bed at this hour in the past, but today they refused to let their grandma take him away, saying nothing. They sat around Luo Ran, their little heads looking out the door from time to time.
Luo Ran had no choice but to pick up a book and read it to them. His voice was soft and slow. He could hear Qing Ning's little head moving little by little, and his dark eyes were half-opened and half-closed.
Looking at Jing Xing again, his eyes were a little blurry at first, but he suddenly straightened up, pointed outside and said in a milky voice: "Daddy, come back!"
When Xiao Qingning heard about her father, she got up and leaned on the window lattice to look out, but saw nothing. She turned back and looked at her brother in confusion, as if to say: My brother is lying.
Luo Ran also smiled and said: "Daddy will be here soon..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the familiar and steady footsteps in the yard, and then the voice of a servant saying hello. Then the door curtain opened, and a tall figure appeared in front of him.
"Daddy!"
Before Luo Ran could react, Xiao Qingning pounced over like a butterfly.
Luo Ran's face turned pale with fright. Fu Jin'an stretched out his arms and held the little girl firmly in his arms. He nodded her forehead and said deliberately: "Look at how scared I am! No more next time, you hear me!"
The little girl hugged her father's neck tightly with her little hands, smiling, obviously not taking it seriously.
Jing Xing looked at his sister and smiled along with his small mouth, but his body was leaning against his mother tightly, as if he was comforting her.
"Why so late?"
Luo Ran hugged Jing Xing and moved in. Fu Jinan sat down with Qing Ning in his arms and said calmly: "It's nothing, I just said a few more words."
Luo Ran looked at the man's side face flickering under the lamp and said nothing.
The two little guys waited for their father to come back, but after a while they couldn't hold on any longer. One fell asleep in his father's arms, and the other fell asleep in his mother's arms.
Aunt Qiu and Aunt Gui came in and took away the two children. Luo Ran got up and went to clean the room. When he reached the screen, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Do you want me to help you bathe?"
Someone's eyes visibly lit up, and Luo Ran's heart couldn't help but twitch when he saw his dark eyes, and then he heard his low laughter.
Luo Ran's face was a little red, feeling uncomfortable being looked at. He turned around and hid behind the screen as if running away. He covered his pounding heart and wanted to bite off his tongue: Why did he say such shameless words without going through his brain? !
After she calmed down a little, Youqing helped her take off her dress. Just when her toes were buried in the pool, she suddenly realized: she had been fooled!
After taking a bath, she came out wearing only a middle coat. Fortunately, the fire in the room was strong, so she didn't feel cold at all, but instead felt warm. As soon as she sat down in front of the dressing table, a tall figure appeared behind her and took another hand. Qing's position, said: "You go out."
Youqing put down the towel to wipe his head and retreated silently.
Fu Jinan wiped his long, black and smooth hair with a towel.
Luo Ran looked at him in the mirror: "Aren't you going to take a bath?"
Fu Jinan lowered his eyes and shook his head: "Don't worry, let me dry your hair first to avoid catching a cold."
He seemed to be really wiping his head without taking his eyes away.
Luo Ran suddenly pulled open the lapel of his middle coat and muttered: "The weather is getting warmer, so the ground cage can be less heated in the future."
She was sitting and Fu Jinan was standing.
His gaze, which was originally focused on the top of her soft hair, moved slightly, and he saw the pink tunic under the pink tunic, bulging, and beating slightly due to her breathing...
Fu Jinan closed his eyes, opened them again quickly, and swallowed with difficulty. His voice was hoarse than in the daytime: "The spring breeze is in your bones, be careful of catching a cold."
As he spoke, his fingers seemed to have accidentally caught a strand of hair. Luo Ran suddenly ducked sideways, and most of his already loose middle coat suddenly fell off, revealing his round and fair shoulders...
Fu Jin'an forgot about his movements, and didn't come back to his senses until he felt a touch of coolness on his lips. He saw that Luo Ran had already stood up, Ren Zhongyi continued to hang on his arm, he tilted his head and faced him with a sweet smile: "Master Fu, you Nosebleed..."
Fu Jinan raised his hand, gently pressed the tip of his nose with his thumb, looked at the bright red color on his hand, and sneered, then leaned forward and pressed tightly against the plump pair: "Madam, are you trying to seduce your husband? "
Luo Ran was forced to lean back and bend in an astonishing arc.
Although his heartbeat was pounding, he still endured it. One of her weak, boneless hands climbed up to his neck, and the other gently pulled at the jade belt around his waist. The fragrant fragrance hit his face: "Husband, are you happy?"
Fu Jinan's towering Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he pressed his body forward two more points, lowered his head, took her pink earlobe in his mouth, and answered silently.
Luo Ran closed his eyes and wondered: Could it be that he guessed wrong?
Unwilling to give up, the little hand that hooked his jade belt continued to move upwards, and just when it was about to reach into his clothes, it was suddenly held down.
