Chapter 244 Favor

When the news that Princess Sucome was diagnosed with a happy pulse came to the ears of the lord of the county, it was evening, and he was teaching Rugu to learn from the most basic font architecture. The people of the prime minister's mansion were dusty all the way, and their faces were full of joy and said this fact. Master Dongfang was stunned for a long time. When Rugu reluctantly smiled and gestured to congratulate him, he recovered and immediately calmed down and did not say anything else. He only said nothing else, but said lightly to the caller, "Reward."

The attendants gave a bag of silver to the messenger, and the messenger took the letter in his hand and was very embarrassed: "Sir, please say something! Otherwise, how can we tell when we go back?"

Master Dongfang looked tired. He thought for a moment and sighed, "Just say I know."

Not only the messenger, but also Dongfang's entourage stared with big eyes and felt that such a reply was too boring and would make people sad. But after waiting for a long time, I didn't hear Dongfang add anything. I have to give up.

The entourage arranged for the messenger to stay overnight. Until the next day, Dongfang Ye still didn't say anything else. Until before going on the road, the messenger looked at Dongfang's face and hesitated to ask, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Master Dongfang didn't say anything, and the attendant hurriedly winced at the man and said, "Just say that Master Dongfang is very happy and doesn't know what to say!"

"Yes!" When I heard the news, I was very happy and went back to Beijing.

This day, Dongfang Ye dealt with all kinds of things, which were silent and trance, and did not teach Rugu to write in his spare time. Rugu cooked the food for him, but he didn't eat it. At night, Rugu waited quietly at the door, not disturbing, but not far away from half a step. Master Dongfang couldn't stand it anymore and said to her, "Go back to your room and have a rest."

Rugu looked at him silently with pity and shook his head, as if insisting, "If Mr. Dongfang doesn't sleep, I won't leave."

Master Dongfang walked to her and said softly, "Did you learn this stubbornness from your beggar master?" After saying that, he actually smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll have a rest."

Rugu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Dongfang Ye's smile, and her whole little face glowed. She nodded obediently and went to her room to sleep.

After she left, Master Dongfang lay down and tossing around in the middle of the night, as if he had thought a lot and didn't seem to think about anything. The happy expression of the beggar when he said those words to him in the county has been emerging in front of him: "Even if I am pregnant with a child, I am self-fed. That is to say that the child's father is doing housework in the rich in the distance, and it is rare to leave. When I came back the next night, I left again that night. "What's the problem with raising a child? I have never been afraid of pressure and secular vision.

They are both ready to have children, so why didn't they send them so late?

He knows that the beggar looks very boyish, but in fact his physique is quite weak. She didn't feel the pain she had suffered, but the pain had turned into the root of the disease and been stored in her body.

He thinks that what can be improved is not easy to get pregnant, but as long as the sex is more frequent, it is still very likely. What's more, when they are together, they are like fish and happy, so they have a tacit understanding and cooperation to the extreme. Generally speaking, if ** can be smooth and dripping, it should be able to overcome physical limitations and increase the probability of pregnancy.

However, the result was disappointing.

This does not mean that the beggar's stomach is disappointing, but hates making fun of it. How deeply passive this baby and the beggar are so late. Even in the future, there is no possibility of fighting with the family with children.

How will she accept that he will meet the beggar again? How should he face it? If her past was caused by hallucinations and involuntarily caused by being framed by evil people, then what about him, can it be said that his biological mother designed herself? What's more, it doesn't mean that he didn't want to happen without consciousness!

The more Dongfang Master thought about it, the more his heart became. He really felt uncomfortable lying down, so he put on his clothes and sat up and couldn't sleep all night.

This state has lasted for half a month. Ru Gu saw that he was uncomfortable, so he stopped practicing calligraphy and just looked at him closely. On the 18th day, Master Dongfang re-researched ink and taught Rugu to continue learning to write, so as to calm down and eliminate troubles.

However, the beggar was entangled and depressed since he learned that the princess was pregnant. Every time he walked out of the attic, he was in a daze in the face of the vast lake. Zhao Qian was busy with business during the day. He usually came to have a look at it from time to time at night. Nangong Zhili was sometimes there during the day, and sometimes suddenly disappeared for a while. The beggar knew that his actions were secret and maybe he was doing something. If Zhao Qian occasionally comes during the day, the beggar will even help Nangong lie, for example, he went to find a medicine introduction, and so on.

She can't tell what kind of mentality it was. Most of the time, she was resentful and angry with Nangong. She felt relieved when he died, but when it came to the decision, she still stood on his side and turned her back on the prince.

Is it just because Nangong Zhili involves the fate of too many people such as Major General Ximen, or are there other factors in it? What does Nangong's revenge have to do with her? If Zhao Yuan and the prince lose in revenge, won't the fate of many people be involved?

Why does she always favor the evil spirit of Nangong for no reason? Empress Xue was abandoned into the cold palace. She was just a touch of soul in other time and space, which is equivalent to a bystander. What's wrong with Zhao? The beggar is puzzled.

Maybe it was because of the fate of Zhao and his wife with her before their death, which made her feel sorry; maybe it was because of Nangong's charming and affectionate confession; maybe it was because of the rise and fall of the fate of the Ximen family, or maybe it was the two royal female family members of Princess Suko and Empress Li, which made the beggars suspicious; maybe it was to hate Zhao Qian Her selfishness destroyed her most beautiful love with Dongfang Ye; perhaps it was Zhao Yuan's vicious, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge that she had heard, which made her feel cold... All kinds of feelings were woven to create her favoritism? Or, are there many mysteries that she can't understand?

At the end of the first month, it is February. Although the weather is cold, the ice and snow on the sunny lake melted, and the clear water sprouted a little like spring. Zhao Qian's questions to Nangong Zhili became more and more frequent, and his tone gave people a clear feeling. If he delayed saying that it was not a good time to have sex, he would abolish his magic doctor and find another master.

Nangong Zhili had to promise the prince that by February 8, he would almost recover.

In the following days, Nangong stood like a grandson and did the ideological work of a beggar, advising her not to be stubborn, not to quarrel with the prince too much, and obeying and being good for both sides, otherwise her body would suffer more.

The beggar said, "When I came to the prince's mansion, don't I know my mission? Don't worry, I will adjust my favorite mentality.

Nangong Zhili was still restless and had all kinds of nagging and exhortations. Until the beggar heard it impatiently and scolded, "Speak again, you have the guts to try before the prince to see if I'm ready!"

Nangong Zhili's Adam's apple rolled up and down and said for a long time, "How dare you say this when you are on the black wood cliff!"

The beggar said, "Who let you annoy me first?"

Nangong Zhili said, "I'm just worried that you will have sex with yourself."

"What else can't be seen?" The beggar paused for a moment and said, "I want to ask, what if you have hung up before I got pregnant?"

Nangong Zhili said, "I will arrange it reasonably according to your pulse and ensure that it is within the range you can bear."

The beggar laughed and said, "That's to toss the rest of the breath and reincarnation on the edge of death, right?"

Nangong Zhili did not dare to look into the beggar's eyes and whispered, "So, you have to be obedient. Fight for it."

"How did you initially arrange the time to receive favors?" The beggar asked.

"Since February 8, every 20 days as a cycle, followed by February 28 and March 18..." Nangong Zhili said without concealing: "If your body is difficult to support, you can adjust flexibly."

The beggar said, "That's it. Complete the mission early and get rid of it early. I'm also looking forward to experiencing a big change in the world.

Nangong Zhili stared at her and said, "From the beginning, I left the palace side by side with you, and I knew that I would walk with you for the rest of my life. Although, you may not be willing to walk with me.

The beggar lay lazily on the thick elastic bench, closed his eyes and said, "Don't make noise. I want to close my eyes and refresh myself.

After dinner, the prince came happily, and the beggar was soaking comfortably in the white jade pool, and seemed to have forgotten everything in the hot air.

"Bear, how are you?" Zhao Qian called her in his ear.

The beggar was silent.

Zhao Qian gently stroked her wet hair, and then slowly slipped to her shoulders and back.

The beggar did not open his eyes and leaned on his shoulder. He kissed her, and she did not resist. The warm steam made her breathing a little ambiguous. Zhao Qian picked her up from the water and put her in a large and soft bath towel to wipe her dry her skin to prevent dampness from invading her body in the scorching burning.

The beggar emptyed his head, didn't think about anything, and his eyebrows were obedient. Zhao Qian mistakenly thought that she was involved, and his breathing gradually became heavy. He swam greedily through every ** part of her, and finally broke through the defense line.

Originally, she was fully prepared, but when Zhao Qian made a low hoarse roar that was about to die, she still felt a kind of pain of being torn and hit. It was as if the two moving mountains collided with each other and collapsed into the rubble. She felt that her internal organs were all useless.

Cold sweat came out, and his consciousness fell into a coma. Who is blaming himself and saying, "I'm sorry, beggar... I'm too indulgent. I will definitely be considerate next time."

When the monthly letter arrived as scheduled, the beggar was extremely disappointed and wished that he was born without an aunt who symbolized female characteristics.

Nangong Zhili is like a gynecologist, soothing the beggar's mood. As the days passed, Nangong Zhili's medical skills were still quite good. By the 28th, the beggar had recovered 70% or 80% as he expected. This time, Zhao Qian's range is much smaller. The final situation of the beggar is similar to that of the first time, and it is not fatal.

The disappointment and recuperation were for the fourth time by April 8th. Perhaps because of the early spring and summer, the person himself was tired. After this favor, the beggar woke up three times and fainted three times, and he couldn't even feed the soup. Zhao Qian was so anxious that he took "Wu Chaoqing" and said, "Didn't you say you could hold on? If she can't, you can bury her together!"

It was not until April 13 that the beggar barely recognized the figure in front of him. Her lips were like air-dried white lotus petals. She was so angry that she said to Zhao Qian, "Life and death are deadly. If I die, don't blame the magic doctor..."

Zhao Qian was sad and his eyes were terribly red. After finishing his work every day, he hurried to the water pavilion of the college and stayed in front of the beggar's bed.

The beggar looked dying, and it was about to be in the morning. Nangong Zhili took her pulse, but the pulse was too weak, as if there was nothing, and occasionally jumped. Except for not being out of breath for the time being, I really can't get any information. Nangong Zhili, who had always been calm, also panicked this time. He often looked at the beggar and said silence, with pain and regret in his eyes.

The beggar woke up when she was dizzy. She once asked Nangong Zhili with a cracked mouth and a smile, "How many days are left before the next ** arrangement?"

Nangong Zhili hugged his head and said no.

Zhao Qian looked at her smile, and a trace of pale blood overflowed from the corners of his lips. He was so distressed that he said, "You should rest quietly and don't talk. What ** arrangement, no more, no more!"

The beggar closed his eyes and gasped slightly. Nangong Zhili took out a veil and handed it to the prince. The prince gently wiped off the poor blood of the beggar.

The atmosphere is tight like a thin string in the beggar's sickbed, as if it is accidentally broken and can't be connected. The two men have never spoken a little loud for days. They both look at the beggar and are silent.

In this way, until May 18, this was originally the sixth day of being favored, but the beggar did not get better at all and only barely swallowed some ginseng soup to survive.

The beggar said, "Coffins, shroud and so on, everything that can be prepared for me should be prepared first. At that time, I will go back to the Rushan near the Water Margin Xianzhai."

Zhao Qian couldn't stop crying and agreed one by one.

When leaving the beggar's residence that day, Zhao Qian suddenly asked, "If Dongfang brother comes back, can he save the beggar?"

Nangong Zhili thought deeply for a long time and replied, "If he is willing to sacrifice some internal strength, he should be able to support the beggar to live for a while."

Zhao Qian was silent for a meal and said, "When I give him a letter, let the guards rush to the county."

Rugu is extremely spiritual. He has studied hard for a quarter and practiced, and he has known a lot of words. That day, when she saw the palace guard coming, she thought it was another report on Princess Suko's pregnancy. She was quite worried for a while. She didn't know how Master Dongfang would send it.

Unexpectedly, when Dongfang received the letter, blood sprayed all over the letter paper. The blood volume is estimated to be a small bowl. But he didn't care about the physical weakness and heavy damage, and he didn't care about entrusting things to others, and he was eager to go.

Ru Gu thought of a big deal. Maybe there was something wrong with the princess to protect the fetus.

At the end of May and the beginning of June, the beggar only waited quietly to die, but when she heard that Master Dongfang was coming back, she held her breath. When he came back, she had something to ask her.

Nangong Zhili hardly met Dongfang Ye. He should have avoided meeting him this time, but he didn't. This may not be conducive to his layout, but what if he is frustrated at this moment? How much happiness can you get after reporting?

Master Dongfang galloped to the capital and left behind the people sent by the prince to report. He did not go back to the prime minister's mansion to see the pregnant princess's wife, but in the vast twilight, he went straight to the college of the prince's mansion.