The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

Chapter 303 So embarrassing
In Fu Canyang's room, a pot of West Lake Longjing was boiling on the coffee table. Nangong Yun took a sip from the teacup. The heat steamed up and blurred her eyes unconsciously. She lifted her big wet eyes and stared intently. Looking at Fu Canyang who was sitting opposite.

Fu Canyang gently lifted the teacup from the stove, took her teacup and refilled her another cup, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at her with a slight smile, gentle and elegant, "Yun'er, from the moment you enter the door, you Just keep staring at me like this, don't tell me I'm getting old and wrinkled by you?"

Nangong Yun froze for a moment, couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips and smiled, lowered his eyelids, and said in his heart: "This joke is so cold."

Fu Canyang looked at Nangong Yun's stiff expression, and sighed slightly in his heart. It's just been a few months since they hadn't seen each other. Why does it feel that the distance between the two of them is so much less? Could it be because of their marriage?

"You..." The two spoke at the same time, looked up at each other in surprise, and then smiled.

The tacit understanding as always made Nangong Yun relieve his emotions while laughing comfortably, put down the teacup, stretched his eyebrows and smiled: "Brother Fu, when did your legs get better, why didn't you tell me? "

Fu Canyang's eyes flickered, and he said calmly for a while: "After you left, it rained several times in Jinling, and these two legs started to hurt uncontrollably. Later, the pain was unbearable. Master had no choice but to let him The third uncle tried again, and the third uncle was even more helpless, disregarding the past, he invited the old ghost doctor from Jing country, and he really cured him in the end."

Nangong Yun was surprised when he heard the words, "The old ghost doctor, is it the ghost doctor Sanger's master?"

Fu Canyang nodded, "Exactly." Then he raised his eyes in doubt, "Do you know the ghost doctor Sanger?"

Not only do they know each other, but they are very familiar with them.

Nangong Yun said in his heart, but said: "I've seen him a few times, he came to Dali with the Jing Kingdom mission a while ago, and now he is in Shengjing."

"Oh." Fu Canyang nodded lightly, not paying much attention.

There was another half-talk, the two sat facing each other, as if enjoying this rare tranquility, staring at the steaming tea on the table, without speaking for a long time.

Nangong Yun stared at the tea in front of him with tangled eyes. He couldn't feel happy in his heart. For some reason, he originally wanted Sanger to help heal Brother Fu's leg. Now that his leg is healed, it should be a blessing to him. A pleasant surprise.

But why, I always feel empty in my heart, as if I suddenly lost something.

Brother Fu's leg is healed, so does that mean that her debt to Brother Fu has also been paid off?
After a long time, it was Fu Canyang who broke the silence, "Yun'er, are you blaming me for not telling you about your leg being cured in time?"

Nangong Yun shook his head, and hurriedly said: "No, how could I blame you? I just think that this is a good thing, and you should notify me as soon as possible, so that I can be happy too."

Fu Canyang smiled lightly, and a trace of indifference flashed across his eyes, "Yes, if you are notified immediately, you will be blessed."

A look of surprise flashed across Nangong Yun's face, "Double happiness?"

Fu Canyang lowered his eyelids, and said in a low voice, "The day your leg was healed was the day you and Prince Qi got married."

Hearing these words, Nangong Yun's head buzzed as if it exploded, and for a moment, he felt dizzy.

She looked at Fu Canyang's gloomy expression, her heart ached suddenly, she looked at his eyes, she felt guilty, wronged, unbearable, and seemed contradictory, she closed her eyes slightly, holding back the tears that were about to slide down her eyes, The words that were full of words finally condensed into one sentence: "Brother Fu, you are the one who asked me to marry Du Yunlie."

Just this sentence pierced Fu Canyang's heart like a sharp knife, he raised his head suddenly, "Yun'er, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nangong Yun stood up all of a sudden, smiled with tears in his eyes, and said, "Actually, this is pretty good, Brother Fu, your legs are healed, and I won't need to push the wheelchair behind you anymore, and you will You can ride horses, play with swords, and compete in martial arts in the future, and I will never let you go."

Fu Canyang was bitter in his heart, but he couldn't help laughing: "When will I compete with you, do I need you to let me go?"

"That's right," Nangong Yun smiled sadly, "Brother Fu always let me, and Brother Fu always treats me best..."

Fu Canyang looked at Nangong Yun, with pity in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to her: "Come here..."

Nangong Yun glanced at him, walked over obediently, knelt down beside him, lowered his eyelids slightly, and did not speak.

Fu Canyang sighed slightly, took out a handkerchief from his cuff, gently wiped the tears on her face, and comforted her: "I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would not be able to rush back after knowing the news. There are a lot of things to do in Shengjing, how can I bear to disturb you? Master and the others just want to give you a surprise, don't blame them."

Nangong Yun curled her lips, "How dare I?" He said so, but the grievance could not be concealed in his voice.

Fu Canyang couldn't help laughing, don't look at Yun'er as an all-powerful and domineering leader on the outside, but when she comes home, no matter when facing him or facing her master and senior brothers, she looks like a young girl. Like a child, he is full of grievances and acting like a baby, which makes people laugh and cry.

Fu Canyang wiped away her tears, only to find that there were finger marks faintly on the left half of her face. Although the swelling had subsided, it was not so obvious, but it was still visible on closer inspection. , frowning and asked: "Who hit it?"

Nangong Yun froze for a moment, touched her left side of the face, it was no longer as warm and swollen as before, and her injury had already healed faster than ordinary people, when she came here, she was afraid that Brother Fu would feel distressed when she saw it, so she specially asked Aunt Lingxi I asked for Yinshuang to wipe it, but I didn't expect Brother Fu to see it.

Seeing the unstoppable distress in Fu Canyang's eyes, Nangong Yun's heart was warm, but he said nonchalantly: "Apart from the boss, who else can slap people every now and then? He slaps women, it's definitely a long-standing habit." Change, whoever will be our sister-in-law in the future will be really unfortunate."

"Then, isn't it even more of a bad habit to speak ill of people behind their backs?" The cold words came into the room, and it was Fu Yuyang's unique voice. behind.

"Master, senior brother..." Nangong Yun timidly called out behind Fu Canyang, as a greeting, and cursed himself inwardly, why did he hear it, it shows that bad words really can't be behind someone's back It's over, it's going to be miserable.

(End of this chapter)