Every day I just want to hold the fourth master's thigh tightly

Chapter 930
In the past six months, Honghui was weak and sick, and she could not pray much to the Buddha even if she devoted herself to it. The main courtyard was gloomy. Honghui's illness made her exhausted, mentally tense, and without any joy...

But the woman in front of her could smile so heartily.

In fact, she has experienced more than her, but she can always be so sunny.

Fujin is jealous, from the bottom of his heart.

Why can she be so calm?How can she be so lucky?

The master protects her, and now even the concubine de concubine protects her!
Hongdan was plotted against by Nian Qingdie, and everyone was defending him, while her Honghui was ill for more than half a year, several times she thought her child was going to go, and she was so nervous that she cried for gods and Buddhas, but no one helped her. She, only herself!
After the master heard the news, he just sent the government doctor to visit more, it seems that he is not as good as this son!
Every time the concubine de concubine mentioned it, she didn't even ask her, but only asked her when Hongdan would come, saying that she was the mistress, and she should not only care about her own children, but also take care of other children. Because they are all the sons of fourth master...

She is the mistress, the mistress...

Ah!
Fujin sneered in his heart, that beating heart was as cold as ice, so cold that it was almost frozen!

If it wasn't for her Hui'er, how could she bear the burden and endure it so far?

"Heshuo side Fujin is really interesting..."

The cool voice with infinite coercion pierced through the radiant sunlight and came directly.

Gu Youran raised her head, and saw Fujin's cold and cold face, which showed an unkind stubbornness.

Gu Youran put down the pen gracefully, her movements were not too fast, she got up slowly, and walked out quietly from the colorful light and shadow, with a thousand demeanors, and there seemed to be a dazzling halo behind her, clear and pure, Beautiful and moving.

There was no trace of makeup on her pale red delicate face. Compared to her haggardness and fatigue recently, she was truly beautiful, and all the delicate flowers blooming in the garden became her foil.

She walked in slowly, stepping into her eyes.

Fujin's body became stiff for a moment, she almost forgot how to breathe, as if she heard the low, heavy sigh in her heart...

Everyone in the house thinks that He Shuo's side Fujin's appearance is not top-notch, and there are many more shockingly beautiful women than her. For some reason, the fourth master pampers her alone.

At this moment, Fujin seemed to understand a little bit.

In those sinister and vicious struggles, one woman after another was tortured, some died, some went crazy, some were disabled, some had their lives ruined, and there was no light left...

Even she, even with the honor of enjoying Fujin, couldn't feel at ease.

But the woman in front of her was the only one who didn't wear any exquisite and eye-catching jewelry, and even the decorations on her body were casual and unadorned. It looked rough and simple... But even so, it couldn't erase her beauty at all. , On the contrary, she showed her true demeanor that people dare not look directly at.

"Er Niang, cough cough..." Hong Hui held her hand tightly with his little hand: "My son also wants to play..."

Only then did Fujin regain his soul.

In just a short moment, all the aura she had erected in a cold manner were completely dispelled by the woman in front of her as she walked gracefully without any effort.

Although the back is straight, the heart is already broken.

Knowing that he was a little weak, Fujin still had a cold face, his eyelids lightened, and he waved: "If you want to play, go!"

(End of this chapter)