The sick and weak son's koi wife is full of luck

Chapter 38
"Nonsense!" Of course I don't want to——

Warmth opened a pair of beautiful eyes, which were full of horrifying emotions, but facing Xiao Tingshen's obviously deep but inexplicably aggrieved expression, thinking of her vowing just now that I would accompany you, she said 'Of course I don't want to Liao' choked in his throat, his tone changed, "Of course...not anymore."

Tsk, why does she feel like she's been tricked?

Xiao Ting looked at the warmth with deep eyes in satisfaction, "Well, that's good. Now you ask Cen Xia to pack up and bring it here. At noon, you accompany me into Tusu wine and serve Wuxin plate."

A blush flashed across her warm, unpainted little face, and she murmured reluctantly, "Oh."

Xiao Ting deeply felt that the six girls of the Wen family in Yong'an Hou Mansion were very interesting.

She said'oh' in her warm mouth, but her figure didn't move.

Xiao Ting raised his chin deeply, "Aren't you going?"

Warmth: "..." turned around and went out with annoyed face.

Xiao Ting looked deeply at the slender and slightly bent back when Wenqing left, and the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled silently.Ever since he injured his legs, he has instinctively rejected all festivals, no matter if they are lively or sad, he rejects them all, but today he raised his expectation for the Spring Festival for the first time.

Having someone by your side for the holidays seems to be different from the past.

When the warmth came out of the main room, she didn't leave immediately. She turned her eyes to look at the porter's position, frowning so much that she seemed to be able to pinch a fly to death.

Damn it, what does Xiao Tingshen mean?

Does the accompanying here refer to the accompanying in the meaning she understands?

But there is one thing, she is very relieved, Xiao Tingshen has a leg problem, even if she does something, she should not be able to do it, right?
With a solemn face, she shook her head vigorously to shake off the messy things in her head, and walked to the wing room.

Cen Xia was waiting for the girl at the door of the wing room, and when she saw someone coming back, she immediately went up to meet her. Seeing the girl's complexion was not good, she asked worriedly, "Girl, what's the matter? What did the prince say to you, you look so bad?"

Warmth: "you can see it too?"

Cen Xia looked at the warmth with ashamed face, and her heart tightened even more. Could it be that the son of the world blamed the girl for messing around?Or is he going to drive the girl out of Wubao?
She nodded vigorously, looking at warmth in fear.

She slapped her thigh warmly, and said in frustration: "Cen Xia, do you think the son's head is showing off, and you tell me to move to the main room?"

Showy or not, Cen Xia didn't understand, but she understood that she wanted the girl to move to the main house.

Cen Xia felt as if his heart had been slammed down heavily by someone. The fear on his small face was swept away and turned into a big smile, "Really?"

Warmth: "..."

Before he had time to say anything, Cen Xia said again: "That's really great!"

Wen Qing was shocked. She couldn't believe that the words came from her loyal servant. "Cen Xia, what are you talking about?"

Cen Xia excitedly said: "This is great! Girl, if you and Shizi can live together, then those who gossip will have to shut up! You are the rightful wife of Shizi."

Warmth: "..."

"Girl, back then you faked your death in order to escape the marriage bestowed by the Holy Majesty, and conspired with the eldest son to come to Mobei, the servant girl was worried. If you faked your death, you would no longer be the sixth girl in the Yong'an Hou's mansion. If the eldest son did not Marrying you, you are not even as good as ordinary people, and now the son of the world has offered to live with you, although there is no wedding, you feel wronged, but in the future, at least you will be the woman of the son of the world!"

Cen Xia told Wen Qing all the worries in her heart, which caused a stone to be thrown into the Lake of Wen Qing's heart, causing ripples circle after circle.

The atmosphere of the two chatting was inexplicably tainted with a heavy taste.

After Cen Xia said so much, of course she knew in her warm heart that if there was no Xiao Tingshen, she would be a modern person who understood the development process of history better than them, but she might not be able to gain a foothold in this troubled world.

He reached out and patted Cen Xia's shoulder tenderly, "Little girl, you're thinking too far away. The prince is like this now. Even if we lie together, I can't be his woman... At most, we just sleep separately Each."

"It's not possible now, but it will definitely be possible in the future..." Cen Xia was silent for a while, then suddenly said something regretful and hopeful.

I almost choked myself to death with a sip of water.

The ancients are all so... open?

Warmth couldn't help but glanced at her up and down, and muttered, "you haven't matured yet, so you just think about the future..."

Cen Xia blushed, she couldn't continue speaking.

God is determined not to talk anymore.
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When the warmth entered the wing room, Cen Xia started to pack things quickly.

She looked at Cen Xia tenderly, and seeing that she was going to pack all her clothes, she quickly told her, "Xia Xia, just pack a few and take them there, don't take so many!"

Cen Xia replied, "I know", but his hands kept moving, not leaving anything that should be taken.

Warmth...

Can a maid who pushes her master away hard?
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Walking tenderly by the dressing table, there was a basket of wide-peel oranges covered with a cloth on the dressing table. She raised her fingers a little and looked in.

This wet wide-skinned orange has started to grow white hairs in some places after a night.

In a couple of days at most, the tangerine will definitely be moldy, and she will definitely have to extract penicillin by then.

If she was with Xiao Tingshen every day, how would she extract penicillin?
Hey--

Sad——
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Just at noon, Cen Xia, Liang Meme and others put all the warm things into the main room.

Liang Meme's attitude towards the new wife became more and more respectful.

The main room was rarely lively.

Sitting deeply in the wheelchair, Xiao Ting watched all the maids fill his room with warm and common utensils. In addition to his clothes, hers were also added to the closet.

This feeling is very strange, making Xiao Ting feel comfortable all over.

He asked Lou Yan to send the letter to his father quickly, with the intention of spending New Year's Eve with his father. If the war is not serious, he can even celebrate the New Year. He has not seen his father for more than half a year since he was reborn.

Only after experiencing life and death can we know what is the most important.He is alive, and his greatest hope is to spend more time with his father. Who knows which will come first, tomorrow or death?

Originally, he just wanted to accompany his father, but Lou Yan first talked about warmth, the relationship between warmth and Yu Cheng'an, the relationship with Ju Changshi, the relationship with Ji Si, and even the relationship with that foreign race... They seem to be very close, this kind of relationship The relationship made him very uncomfortable, jealous, and unhappy.

He suddenly had the idea of ​​living together, so that even if they had something to say or something to do, he could see it.

For the time being, he can't figure out why this feeling makes him uncomfortable, but as long as he thinks that he can eat and live with warmth, he will feel refreshed all over.

At this moment, looking at Wen Qing's expression of holding on to a smile and wanting to die, Xiao Ting looked at her quietly with a deep smile.

　Emmm...

　　Thanks for the vote.

　　A dozen for everyone.

　　


(End of this chapter)