Xuanyuan Yu's spiritual power is not low, but Su Ziqing is not a spiritual practitioner. Giving two people acupuncture every night consumes so much energy that Su Ziqing's mental state is not very good every day. People in the palace only know that the prince and princess have activities at night

It was too intense and the princess' body couldn't bear it.

I didn't expect that the fifth prince, who looked stupid, turned out to be a powerful master. The poor little princess was just newly married, and she was squeezed into this state.

Such days continued for a few more days, and finally one morning when Xuanyuan Yu was having breakfast, the housekeeper couldn't help but burst out. Uncle Hai really liked Su Ziqing, he was smart and lively, and the prince's expression changed under her treatment.

It was obviously much better than before. Uncle Hai didn't say anything, but he was grateful in his heart.

The butler personally served Xuanyuan Yu the porridge, and after making sure that Xuanyuan Yu's expression was normal, he said weakly: "My lord, you and the princess are newly married. They have a deep relationship. Everyone in the palace feels very happy. It's just that the princess is still young.

"Young man, it's better to exercise moderation in matters between husband and wife. I see that the princess's complexion has been poor recently, and I'm afraid it will be bad for the princess's health if things continue like this."

Xuanyuan Yu, who was about to pick up the food, paused with his fingers and his face became increasingly ugly.

She and I haven't performed the courtesy of Zhou Gong yet, okay? Could it be that she is sick?

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yu didn't get angry, Uncle Hai said boldly, "The prince and princess are still young, and the days ahead are long, so why rush for the moment."

"Come to Bai Ye and see if she is sick. She has indeed been a little soft recently and is not as noisy as before."

"Reporting to the prince, I have seen a doctor and found out that I am overworked." Of course, I also took the opportunity to see if I was happy.

Apart from eating and sleeping, Su Ziqing only had time to give Afeng acupuncture at night. Why was he overworked? The little guy was always noisy, maybe it was because the palace was too boring. Speaking of Afeng, Xuanyuan Yu looked dark.

After a while, the little guy hugged Ah Feng to sleep every day. At first, he put him back in the Fu Di furnace, and then he just put him on the bed all day long.

The serving maid was surprised at first, but then she followed Su Ziqing. What's even more annoying is that Ah Feng pretends to be sick when she wakes up, and takes possession of my young child every night. I am the husband, okay?

I have to find an opportunity to revitalize my husband.

Su Zifeng, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but sneeze twice. He quickly looked at Su Ziqing. Fortunately, he didn't wake up. Some nasty guy was scolding me.

In fact, Su Zifeng had been awake for a day or two, but the days of illness seemed to be going well. Qing'er hugged her to sleep every day. Qing'er's arms were warm and fragrant, as if she was inside her mother's eggshell.

I don’t want to wake up. My little boy can’t speak, and he can’t betray me. The only bad thing is that he will be pricked with needles every night, but for the sake of this fragrant and soft embrace, I am not afraid of this little pain. I remember when I was in Nangong

During those days when I was raised by the mansion, I suffered so much, but these few injections were nothing. Talking about Nangong Mansion, Su Zifeng became a little scared subconsciously, and buried his head in Su Ziqing's arms. The little boy twisted his body and crawled to the other side.

Went.

That night, Su Ziqing performed acupuncture on Xuanyuan Yu as usual. What was different from the past was that Xuanyuan Yu's spiritual power seemed to be more abundant than usual. Su Ziqing did not dare to neglect, so he had to concentrate more and run for three weeks.

Xuanyuan Yu's spiritual power has no tendency to disappear.

Su Ziqing's forehead was visibly sweating, and the hand holding the golden needle could not help but tremble slightly. Xuanyuan Yu was closing his eyes at this moment and concentrating on guiding the spiritual power in his body, so naturally he was not aware of Su Ziqing's abnormality.

After running for another three weeks, the spiritual power in Xuanyuan Yu's body was still flowing rapidly. Su Ziqing clearly felt that he could no longer hold on. He did not dare to speak to distract himself, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on until it was over.

After a week, there was no serious harm to Xuanyuan Yu's body before he evacuated.

After barely holding on for another week, Su Ziqing couldn't bear it any longer, spitting out a mouthful of blood and fainted. Xuanyuan Yu quickly opened his eyes and picked up Su Ziqing.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, what's wrong with you?" Xuanyuan Yu shouted in a panic: "Jing Rong, pass Bai Ye quickly. Quick!"

The bright red blood fell on Su Ziqing's white clothes, looking so shocking. Xuanyuan Yu had never been so scared, afraid that Su Ziqing would disappear in his arms.

A cyan figure came towards Xuanyuan Yu. Xuanyuan Yu hugged Su Ziqing and ducked sideways. He glanced at the person who came and found that it was Ah Feng.

Hearing the sound next door, Su Zifeng didn't care about pretending to be sick and asked for a hug, and ran over quickly. The speed was so fast that the guards only felt a gust of wind passing by, but they didn't see anything.

"Let Qing'er go." Zifeng said harshly. Seeing the bright red blood staining Su Ziqing's white shirt, Su Zifeng felt terrible pain in his heart. He wanted to tear the man in front of him into cramps and bones.

"She is my wife." Xuanyuan Yu refused to give in.

"Wife, she is still my sister-in-law. Let her go." Seeing that Su Ziqing was injured, Zifeng didn't look good.

Because of this call of sister-in-law, Xuanyuan Yu decided not to argue with Afeng anymore.

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