...
The sky is bright.
Zhao Wujiang inspected the harem and inspected the palace residents.
He took the lead in coming to Qifeng Palace to check on Dugu Mingyue's condition and give him a follow-up consultation.
After Dugu Mingyue became pregnant, her every move became much more steady, and her original graceful and noble temperament became a little more gentle.
Zhao Wujiang felt Dugu Mingyue's pulse beating as if he was feeling the heartbeat of his own child.
After repeatedly telling him to pay attention to matters related to temperature and temperature, he walked out of the palace.
With the clatter of horses' hooves, he quickly arrived at Dijiao Gang.
...
Qilin's study.
Qi Lin, who was as powerful as the abyss and the sea, sat upright and was receiving Zhao Wujiang's pulse.
Hua Ruyu drank tea lightly, her beautiful eyes glancing at Qi Lin and Zhao Wujiang from time to time.
After taking the medicine prescribed by Zhao Wujiang, the couple is now receiving follow-up consultation from Zhao Wujiang.
After drinking half a cup of tea, Zhao Wujiang nodded slowly and said:
"Brother Qi is in good condition and needs to continue taking the decoction.
Did we have sex last night? "
Qi Lin nodded:
"You are indeed a bit overbearing. Brother Zhao, your decoction is very effective..."
"Keep taking it." Zhao Wujiang stood up:
"I'm going to diagnose my sister-in-law."
"I'll get the sword for you. I checked it last night at Long Fault. It's no longer possible to cast the sword together, and the sword energy contained in it is also dissipating. It's really a pity." Qi Lin shook his head and sighed slightly, as a sign of love. The man of the sword felt a little distressed when he saw a sword like this.
Hua Ruyu wore a long black gauze dress today, which vaguely outlined her exquisite curves. Zhao Wujiang sat next to her and took her pulse.
After a few breaths, Zhao Wujiang said seriously:
"Judging from the pulse, there is no big problem with my sister-in-law... After the last physical examination, no more problems were found..."
"Could it be because of my husband?" Hua Ruyu said with difficulty, her eyes twinkling.
Zhao Wujiang shook his head:
"No problem.
It should be that the yin and yang are not well balanced. "
Hua Ruyu was confused.
Zhao Wujiang said slowly:
"I haven't gotten pregnant in ten years. Maybe there was something wrong during sex."
"Is it because of time?" Hua Ruyu asked.
"Time is not a problem, even though Brother Qi only has a little more time for a cup of tea." Zhao Wujiang said earnestly:
"Maybe it's the wrong posture...
Different postures have different chances..."
Hua Ruyu's cheeks were hot and pink, and she said in surprise:
"Is there such a thing?"
Zhao Wujiang nodded seriously:
"What posture do you have when you have sex?
Please ask sister-in-law to demonstrate it for me..."
A blush appeared on Hua Ruyu's face. She glanced resentfully at Qi Lin, who was turning over and over admiring the sword not far away, and hummed softly.
Then, she lay down on the table, raised her legs, and said shyly:
"that's all..."
"What else?" Zhao Wujiang asked.
Hua Ruyu shook her head:
"there is none left..."
Zhao Wujiang was speechless and glanced at Qi Lin, who was admiring the sword not far away.
Qi Lin obviously forgot to give the Dragon Fault Sword to Zhao Wujiang. He touched the swords all over the wall and started to fall in love with them and kept playing with the swords.
Or pull out the sword repeatedly and listen to the sound of the sword being unsheathed, or directly pull out the three-foot green-edged sword and swing it, or turn over and over to check the sword, or stroke the smooth and sharp sword with a smile on your face, just like stroking the delicate body of a beloved woman. .
If you could care so much about Hua Ruyu, I'm afraid all the children would run away from the house... Zhao Wujiang shook his head and sighed, this Qi Lin is a sword maniac, addicted to swords as much as his life, and loves his sword more than his wife.
"Sister-in-law, I'll teach you a few more moves that make it easier to get hit..." Zhao Wujiang said seriously.
Hua Ruyu nodded shyly, Zhao Wujiang's hands had already grasped her waist and turned her body over.
Hua Ruyu lay on the table, feeling her cheeks getting hotter.
Zhao Wujiang tapped her buttocks lightly:
"It needs to be raised here."
Hua Ruyu raised her delicate buttocks, which were round and plump in front of Zhao Wujiang's eyes. Zhao Wujiang held Hua Ruyu's waist and pressed down gently:
"The waist should lean forward and the body should slump."
Hua Ruyu obeyed and did as she was told, lying on the table in a seductive posture, revealing her exquisite and undulating body.
"This is a kind of thing." Zhao Wujiang held Hua Ruyu's waist and gently tossed it, then lifted up one of Hua Ruyu's slender legs so that one of her legs was on the ground and the other pointed to the sky:
"This is another one."
Such a shameful posture made Hua Ruyu's pretty face turn red, and she was suddenly afraid that Zhao Wujiang would attack like this.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Wujiang put it down in an understatement and said seriously:
"If he doesn't take the initiative regarding bed curtains, sister-in-law, you have to take more initiative."
Hua Ruyu hummed softly, secretly thinking that she was confused, feeling ashamed of what she had just thought, and feeling a little bit lost.
At this moment, Qi Lin was still admiring the sword, laughing happily and happily from time to time.
"Brother Qi, today's diagnosis is over." Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly.
Qi Lin held the sword and observed the texture of the sword body:
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
Flowers like jade sigh with resentment.
The handsome boy Zhao Wujiang was at a loss for words.
"Brother Qi." Zhao Wujiang shouted again.
"Ah?" Qi Lin came back to his senses and his expression changed:
"Oh oh oh, I almost forgot."
He picked up the wooden box containing the Dragon Fault Broken Sword from the side and walked over quickly.
