After some lingering, tender and sweet feelings.
Li Qingzhao looked at his lover in front of him, his eyes filled with indescribable shyness, endless tenderness, and infinite admiration for his beloved.
Just when the two were tender, Li Qingzhao looked at Murong Fu and his eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up, put on a thin undershirt, sat down at the desk, and lit up a lamp.
Seeing this, Murong Fu took his coat and put it on her shoulders without making a sound.
Li Qingzhao's eyes were filled with spring, and he smiled charmingly. He was grinding and picking up his pen, and he soon composed another poem without even a moment's dullness.
Murong Fu was dumbfounded at the side, thinking that if it were another woman, he would have loved to express his love in the arms of his lover, but if it was Li Qingzhao, he would compose an impromptu poem and lyrics, which can be regarded as the first person in history.
No, the other party seems to have the reputation of "the most talented woman in ancient and modern times".
Thinking of this, Murong Fu felt that it was natural.
Li Qingzhao showed the written lyrics to Murong Fu.
Murong Fu recited: "The hibiscus on the embroidered face smiles. The precious duck flies sideways to line the fragrant cheeks. The eyes are moved and people guess. One side is charming and full of charm, half of the paper is full of tenderness and hatred. The moon moves and the shadow of the flowers promises to come back again."
After reading it, Murong Fu's expression changed slightly. Although this song "Girlfriend's Love" is not as widely praised as Li Qingzhao's previous song "Ru Meng Ling", it is one of the few words that he can remember Li Qingzhao's words.
Later generations also had a lot of controversy about this poem. Some people said that this poem was not written by Li Qingzhao because Li Qingzhao had no experience of trysts with others. They felt that the wording in this poem was outrageous and slandered Li Qingzhao's name.
This poem describes the tryst between a woman and her sweetheart.
Although Murong Fu no longer knew whether the world of Tian Long Ba Bu could still be regarded as a correct history for later generations to demonstrate, at least according to his own eyes, this poem was written by Li Qingzhao himself.
After listening to Murong's rereading, Li Qingzhao couldn't help but blushing with embarrassment. He felt a little regretful in his heart. It would be bad if Fulang thought that she was a bad woman.
Murong Fu naturally noticed Li Qingzhao's shyness, and immediately praised the poem, hugged her delicate body and said, "Be careful of catching a cold, let's go back to bed!"
Li Qingzhao responded softly, and his face turned even redder in an instant.
She had already lost her strength, but after a moment of tenderness with Murong Fu, she began to tease him unwillingly. The two fought again, and they didn't know when they finally fell asleep hugging each other.
In the early morning of the next day, Li Qingzhao woke up to the knock on the door of the maid outside the house.
After asking the maid to step aside, Li Qingzhao looked at the person beside him and said shyly: "Fu Lang, are you going to see my father today?"
Murong Fu pulled her into his arms and said softly: "There are many opportunities to visit my father-in-law. I am not in a hurry for now. I just want to spend time with you. After three days, I may have to leave for a while."
When Li Qingzhao heard this, he didn't say anything. He snuggled into his arms comfortably, enjoying the warmth at the moment.
Murong Fu was speechless for a moment, but he was actually communicating with the system in his mind.
He heard the notification that the task was completed last night, but in order not to affect his interest, he didn't rush to deal with it. The time was just right now.
"Ding! It has been detected that Li Qingzhao's favorability towards the host has reached 100, and the side mission is completed!"
"Get the mission reward: "The Jade Girl's Heart Sutra" and a luxury lucky draw opportunity."
He put aside the Jade Girl Heart Sutra for the time being, as it was not suitable to practice with Li Qingzhao at this time.
"System, start the lottery!"
Murong Fu said with some excitement.
"Consume a lottery opportunity!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for his explosive character and the inheritance of medical knowledge from the Golden Book System."
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and said immediately: "System, please explain."
"As the name suggests, the reward drawn by the host contains the inheritance of all medical masters in the Golden Book of Martial Arts world."
"Inheritance? Can their inner strength be inherited too?"
Murong Fu suddenly said excitedly.
"Of course... no, this inheritance only includes Hu Qingniu's medical pulse theory, Pingyi's one-finger pulse diagnosis, Master Wu'an's surgical skills, and the diagnosis methods of various difficult and complicated diseases. It does not involve martial arts."
"Is this considered an explosion of character?"
Although the inheritance of these medical masters seems to be very practical, he can recruit Xue Muhua, the "enemy of the king of hell", for his own use in the future. This medical skill is somewhat useless.
However, he had to do without this thing, and Murong Fu had no choice but to accept this inheritance.
Just when the two of them were enjoying the marrow and planning to do some morning exercises, the maid who had retreated came outside again and shouted: "Miss, the one from the palace is here!"
When Li Qingzhao heard this, he immediately sat up from the bed and said with a slight panic on his face: "Fulang, I can't accompany you! Can you come and see me later?"
Murong Fu asked in confusion: "Who is here? Making you so nervous."
There was an inexplicable hint of jealousy in his tone.
Li Qingzhao smiled softly, kissed the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'll tell you later."
Then she put on her dress, combed her hair, and walked out of the house.
Murong Fu was worried that servants would come to clean up the room later, so he left Li Mansion and went back to the post house.
After learning that nothing happened, he first had a meal as Li Yanzong, and then asked the assassin from the Shadow Tower to stay here and followed him back to the Li Mansion.
More than an hour passed after this back and forth. When he returned to Li Qingzhao's room, he saw him dressing up in the mirror, with a somewhat sad look on his brows.
Murong Fu hugged her from behind and asked with a smile: "What made you unhappy?"
Li Qingzhao was startled, but after hearing the familiar voice, he calmed down.
"Fu Lang, you often travel around the world, do you know any famous doctors?"
When Murong Fu heard what Li Qingzhao said, he immediately held her wrist, checked her pulse, and said with a smile: "You are in very good health. Is someone sick? If it is someone from the palace, there will be an imperial physician to take care of her. It's troublesome." No more for you."
With his inheritance of medical knowledge, he could tell if there was any hidden disease in Li Qingzhao's body by simply taking his pulse. Since it was not Li Qingzhao, he guessed that it was probably someone from the palace.
Since Li Qingzhao asked, he had no intention of hiding it from him.
"It's a good friend of mine in the palace. Her...her mother is seriously ill, and the imperial doctor in the palace is helpless."
"I heard that there are many strange people in the world who specialize in treating serious illnesses, so I wanted to ask you about them?"
Although Murong Fu didn't know who the friend she mentioned was or how big his background was, it was a rare time for Li Qingzhao to make a request to him, and Murong Fu really couldn't bear to refuse.
"Let's do this! Let your friend come to you, and you don't need to find any charlatan. My medical skills are no worse than anyone else. For your sake, I won't charge him any medical fees!"
With his current medical skills, if even he can't be cured, I'm afraid no one can.
After all, it is a medical inheritance that runs through the entire Golden Book. It covers a wide range of topics, and until now, he has not fully digested it.
