Zhou Daozi has been practicing medicine all his life and is very experienced in pediatric diseases. He also understands Sannian's physical condition. He is also his little apprentice. He feels distressed and has been busy for a while.

When he saw Xin Yi and Fu Jiuqu entering, Zhou Daozi had already settled the children and drove them away when he saw them.

"You guys have been tired all the way, so go and have a rest. I'm here to watch you."

Xiao Sannian was lying on the bed, her little face still rosy. Angelica dahurica was feeding her some water. When she heard the sound, the little girl also turned her head.

"Mom, I feel much better. You and Uncle Fu are both tired tonight, and you still have a baby in your belly. Go and rest quickly."

Her spirits are much better.

But Xin Yi was still worried and stepped forward to touch her forehead.

"I'll wait until you go to bed before leaving."

Zhou Daozi frowned in dissatisfaction and his gray beard trembled.

"The princess doesn't trust this old man anymore?"

Xin Yi couldn't laugh or cry.

Apart from anything else, Mr. Zhou's temper is really bad this week and he is really angry. He will really give up his temper if he gets angry.

"Aren't I afraid of tiring you?" Xin Yi said with a smile, touched San Nian's forehead, and said warmly: "Well, San Bao, be good. Mom will come see you tomorrow morning. If you miss your mother, just ask someone to call you.

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Sannian nodded, "I understand. Mom, go to bed quickly. Uncle Fu is impatient."

The little girl's careless words made Xin Yi's face full of embarrassment.

She glanced at the expressionless Fu Jiuqu, saluted Zhou Daozi, and stepped back.

The courtyards in the post house are stacked and the area is wide. Although it is not as comfortable as in Beijing, it is much more comfortable than the days on the ship.

Xin Yi was pregnant, and she was indeed a little tired after all the hard work. Under Xiang Ling's care, she took a comfortable hot bath, changed her clothes, and lay down on the soft bed without moving her fingers.

one time.

The luggage that Fu Jiuqu had prepared when he went south is now all in the inn. She has whatever she wants. Xiang Ling changed her bedding and sheets for her and put on her favorite pillows. The discomfort of being in a foreign land faded away.

Xin Yi hugged the quilt and sighed comfortably, closed his eyes for a moment, and suddenly turned his head to look at Xiang Ling who was packing the boxes as if thinking of something.

"Where is the prince?"

Xiang Ling folded the yellow jacket in her hand and put it away without looking back.

"The prince left while my sister was bathing. I heard from Eunuch Sun that Lu Zhizhou suddenly brought two doctors over, presumably to entertain."

"Well." Xin Yi's eyelids were about to close, "You make the bed in the second room and prepare hot water. When the prince comes back, wash up and rest."

After being tired for so long, she couldn't bear Fu Jiuqu to lay on the floor.

Xiang Ling felt something was wrong when he heard what she said, but considering that she was pregnant, she definitely didn't want to be disturbed by the prince's late return, so she didn't take it to heart.

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Lu Zhizhou asked the housekeeper to bring two doctors over, but did not show up in person. Fu Jiuqu naturally did not need to entertain them. He only told Zhou Daozi to make the decision, then went to the hall and summoned Sun Huai and Duan Sui to learn about the recent situation.

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These days, the person lying in bed pretending to be sick is Duan Sui.

When the prince asked, he said that his bones were almost paralyzed by sleep, and he could only be cured by receiving a reward from his master.

Naturally, he received a cold look from Fu Jiuqu.

The master and the servants talked for a while, and Fu Jiuqu went back to the room. He only saw Xiang Ling taking a nap by the fire. The young woman on the bed had already fallen asleep. Her fair face was exposed from the quilt, like a piece of silky jade.

The skin is as picturesque as autumn water.

His throat moved slightly and he couldn't help but raise his hand...

"Prince..."

Xiang Ling rubbed his eyes and looked at the man's slender back.

"The hot water is ready, my sister said, please take a shower during the next interval, don't catch the cold..."

She was afraid that Fu Jiuqu would be displeased, so she specially added her own interpretation.

"Sister, I'm exhausted. I'm afraid the prince will come back late."

Fu Jiuqu glanced at the person under the quilt, put down the curtain, and strode away.

Xiang Ling didn't see any emotion on his face, but his intuition told him that the prince didn't like sleeping in a separate bed with his sister.

I'd better remind my sister tactfully tomorrow morning.

Xin Yi was sleeping deeply and didn't notice Fu Jiuqu coming in, let alone leaving.

After a night without dreams, she opened her eyes again and it was already broad daylight.

When he arrived at the post house, there were more people waiting on him. They were washing, changing clothes, serving food, and providing any services they wanted. Xin Yi felt that he had been corrupted by hedonism and was becoming more and more useful.

"How is San Nian?" Xin Yi asked while eating, "Does Mr. Zhou have anything to say?"

Xingyuan shook her head, "I stayed until midnight last night and came back after the third girl fell asleep. Mr. Zhou didn't say anything, so I thought it was nothing serious."

Xin Yi: "After eating, go over and take a look."

When she got up in the morning, Xin Yi didn't see Fu Jiuqu, and she didn't ask any questions. Only when she left the yard did she see him practicing martial arts on the large training ground of the post house - to be precise, it was not a martial arts practice, but a martial arts competition.

First Thought and Second Thought were watching.

Cheng Cang is a sparring partner.

It was surrounded by attendants and postmen from the posthouse.

The weapons were placed on the weapon racks, and the two people competed with their bare hands in the cold wind. They fought fiercely, as if all the muscles and bones in their bodies were loose. Their skills were strong, their movements were fast and sharp, and their faces were covered with sweat.

Not entirely happy.

Xiang Ling asked: "Sister, do you want to go over and see me?"

Xin Yi glanced at her and smiled at Xing Yuan.

"Let's go watch San Nian, and you can go watch the martial arts competition for us."

Xiang Ling immediately blushed, "If my sister doesn't go, what's the point of me going to see her?"

Xin Yi said, "Then don't go."

Xingyuan lowered her head and snickered, making Xiang Ling feel embarrassed and annoyed.

On the school field, Fu Jiuqu grabbed Cheng Cang's arm, looked at the back of the figure in the distance, closed his dark eyes sadly, and suddenly pulled Cheng Cang's tall body over.

With a bang, the iron fist came down.

Cheng Cang staggered back, knelt on one knee, and cupped his fists.

"The prince is very skilled, and his subordinates are willing to be inferior to him."

Fu Jiuqu loosened his arms and glanced at him coldly, "Don't hold it back next time in the competition."

After that, he walked away, walking with his head held high, but his heart felt like a stone was weighing on him, and he couldn't breathe smoothly... It was not because he was tired from the competition, but because he was angry because he was not very tired.

He never admitted that he and Prince Guangling were the same person. However, when he automatically inherited everything left by Prince Guangling, he could control everything effortlessly, including his superb martial arts...

Even emotions.

Let him, a person who has no love and no need for love, worry about love.

He was shocked and incredulous.

How can a controller let a virtual character influence him in turn?

He felt that something might be wrong with him, but he was powerless to control it.

"system!"

"system!"

Fu Jiuqu clenched his fists and shouted repeatedly in his heart.

The system is static, as if it never existed.

"Sigh." Fu Jiuqu suddenly stopped and looked at Sun Huai who was following behind him, "I'll go check on San Nian first, and then I'll have a meal later."

Sun Huai groaned and coughed slightly when he noticed that his master's eyes were falling in the direction where the princess had left.

"Sir, you are sweating all over. If you don't wash off, you may catch a cold. Besides, Mr. Zhou and the princess are watching over the third girl, so nothing will happen to her. You should take care of yourself first.

"

Fu Jiuqu frowned and turned around.

Sun Huai:......
Chapter completed!