Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 181 Tenderness in the bed, a light kiss with the magic knife
"Girl you"

Yang Shifei smiled helplessly and reached out to touch her head: "It's so late at night, why are you secretly tossing her?"

Yue Rui swallowed twice, her face rosy: "Brother, your body is burning, and I want to help you calm down the heat."

"This fire is getting stronger and stronger."

Yang Shifei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and gently picked her up from under the quilt.

Yue Rui, however, quickly propped up the bed with her hands and knees, fearing that the wound would be pressed.

"Brother, does it still hurt?"

"Much more comfortable."

Yang Shifei ticked the bridge of her nose: "Don't be so stiff, you won't hurt me."

Yuerui blinked her eyes: "But my brother's body is still very hot."

Luo Xian'er looked hesitant: "But the injury on the young master's body"

"I guess the healing medicine on my body is taking effect."

He was about to continue sleeping with his arms around the soft girl, when the door of the room was quietly pushed open.

Yang Shifei felt his face being gently caressed.

"Nice to have you"

The eldest lady didn't make a sound, she just sat silently and stretched out her hand to brush it.

Yang Shifei chuckled and said, "I just woke up, but I didn't expect you to just come into the house."

Yang Shifei hugged Yue Rui back into his arms, packed up her scattered thoughts, looked at her cute sleeping face, and couldn't help but smile to herself.

As she spoke, she casually took off her clothes, revealing her fair and slender figure, and hugged her gently.

Yuerui's face turned even redder: "Now that you are injured, I just want to make you feel better."

With a few strands of hair scattered on her face, she received a light kiss on her lips.

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"what?"

Yang Shifei was secretly confused and glanced sideways. A graceful figure walked to the bed and sat down with her skirt in her hands.

With a faint smile, Luo Xian'er sat leaning against the bedrail and waited quietly with warm eyes.

Yue Rui shyly whispered: "Don't dislike it."

Yang Shifei laughed and said, "You came here to meet me as soon as you had free time. How can I blame you?"

After hearing this, the eldest lady felt a little ashamed: "What I just said"

Although it is a small bag, it is still exciting when rubbed on the face.

The faint cold fragrance lingered in his nose, making Yang Shifei feel a little anxious.

"Not to mention anything else about my physique, I am strong and resistant." Yang Shifei also slightly lifted the quilt, revealing the Yue Rui in his arms: "Look at this girl, she is sleeping soundly."

"elder brother."

Yuerui Nuonuo said: "Brother always likes to kiss the chests of those bad women. Do you want to try it now?"

Luo Xian'er was stunned and blushed: "Young Master, are you always awake?"

After a while, the movement of the girl in her arms gradually became smaller and smaller, until she began to moan softly in her sleep.

An inaudible whisper, full of tenderness.

".Um."

It's also creamy and fragrant.

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"I heard."

Although the wallet is not big, the response is really big.

"Then I. I'll leave first."

Yang Shifei chuckled: "Your body is cold, just let me continue to hold you."

After a few jingles, he fell into a daze and fell asleep.

Yang Shifei kissed her twice, and the kitten blushed with embarrassment. She lay on her shoulder and slurped repeatedly. The cat's tail emerged from behind her buttocks and brushed gently back and forth.

Yang Shifei said gently: "Instead of sitting around and watching over me, why not get in bed and have a good sleep."

"No need." Yang Shifei took her hand and said, "Have everything been settled outside?"

Although the room was dim, he could only smell a faint fragrance and knew that the person coming was Luo Xian'er.

Luo Xian'er whispered: "I'm so busy that I don't have time to visit the young master until now. It's my fault."

"Brother, didn't you enjoy the kiss very much?"

Yang Shifei simply opened his eyes, raised his gaze, and met her.

Luo Xian'er couldn't help laughing when she saw it: "It turns out that the civet sister is hiding here."

After laughing, she put down some of her worries, took off her dress, embroidered shoes, and got into bed with shame.

The eldest lady was about to lie down when she was quickly held on her shoulder.

"Master?" Luo Xian'er tilted her head slightly: "If you lean on me like this, you will press the wound."

Yang Shifei smiled: "I'm not that haggard yet."

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Luo Xian'er silently leaned closer to her.

The two were silent for a while, and Yang Shifei gradually tightened his arms around the girl's shoulders.

"If you have any concerns, you don't have to hide them. It will feel better if you tell them." "Young master is still so sharp."

Luo Xian'er lowered her eyes: "Actually, the relationship between Emperor Liang and I has not been good these years."

Yang Shifei's mind was slightly moved. When around him, Xian'er always calls each other directly as 'Emperor Liang' instead of Emperor Father.

"Is it because of your mother's affairs?"

"Although he did not kill her with his own hands, the reason why my mother died was because of his negligence and indulgence."

Luo Xian'er murmured quietly: "I was filled with resentment at that time, and only then did I know how to do it"

The words paused for a moment and turned into a sigh: "But in the past three years of living outside, I more or less understand the difficulties.

If you want to maintain national stability, not everything will go as planned. Even if you are the leader of a country, there will be times when you cannot help yourself. "

After saying this, Luo Xian'er remained silent for a moment.

"Although I can understand his difficulties, after all, I don't want to recognize him as my father anymore."

Yang Shifei stroked her hair: "So, you have no interest in the identity of 'Queen'?"

"Part of the reason."

Luo Xian'er gradually closed her eyes: "But now that Emperor Liang has passed away, all grudges are no longer important. It would be nice if he can rest in peace without regrets."

The girl seemed to still be full of emotion, but she didn't say anything more and just buried her face in the crook of her shoulders silently.

Yang Shifei stopped talking and stroked the girl's hair on her back, quietly and tenderly.

".Master."

"I'm here."

"Don't leave me again."

"I can't bear to leave." Yang Shifei kissed him on the forehead: "You and I will live a long life, and we will grow old together hand in hand."

"Um"

There was no more conversation between the beds. The two of them relied closely on each other and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, there was a faint noise outside the inn.

Yang Shifei woke up slightly and saw that Luo Xian'er beside him had disappeared, and looked at the sky outside the window again.

Tens of thousands of soldiers and warriors are temporarily staying in the capital, and there are many injured, so naturally there will be some movement.

"call--"

He slowly stood up and sat up. Seeing that Yue Rui was still sleeping soundly in his arms, he gently put her back on the bed and lay down.

Yang Shifei got out of bed and stretched his muscles. After a night of rest, the broken meridians, flesh and blood in the body healed a lot.

"These filths have helped a lot."

Although the excessive coldness hurt his body, he was repairing the damage quickly.

This time, I even found that my body had improved and my muscles and bones were stronger.

"A blessing in disguise?"

Yang Shifei stretched out his arms and took a deep breath, his eyes moved slightly, and then he looked at the head of the bed.

The magic knife still lay quietly and motionless, as if still sleeping.

Thinking of the Demon Sword's efforts to help him yesterday, he felt a little worried, so he picked it up and sat down at the table.

"Are you ok?"

Following the soft call, the magic knife trembled, and red light flashed in the cracks.

Only the blade of the blade was slightly unfolded, and bursts of cold air filled the air. The flesh and blood in it was unable to hang down, and it was obviously very weak.

Yang Shifei frowned and whispered, "I'll help you right now."

Currently, about half of the cold energy in his body has been consumed due to healing, and there is enough left to help the Demon Sword relieve the pressure of filth.

As soon as he thought about it, bursts of cold air quickly poured into his body from the knife.

Yang Shifei held back a trace of pain, but the magic knife in his hand suddenly trembled, and several icy water stains sprouted from the gaps.

After convulsing for a long time, she split into large meridians of flesh and blood, trembling and crawling up half of her arms.

"Zip. Chew."

Flesh and blood are intimately intertwined, making a sizzling sound.

As the cold air gradually retreated, the flesh and blood of these magic knives became increasingly warm. They were rubbed and licked back and forth, and the numbing feeling made people feel a little itchy in their hearts.

Until the last trace of excess filth was sucked away, the magic knife tightened and twitched, then relaxed.

Yang Shifei exhaled slightly and said, "Do you want to drink some more blood?"

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The magic knife separated a broken blade and shook it, then gently licked it in the palm of the hand, as if to persuade the master to take good care of his injuries.

Yang Shifei felt warm in his heart.

This knife actually knows how to care about people.

only--

He glanced at the table full of slime and couldn't help but laugh.

The water output of this knife is truly extraordinary.

As if aware of his thoughts, the flesh and blood of the demon knife sucked even more vigorously, even climbing up to his shoulders and rubbing gently against the side of his neck——

There was a puff, like a kiss.

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(End of this chapter)