"Well, she is an interesting girl." Perhaps because he was in a good mood, Shangguan Ye's tone was also brisk.
Murong Qiufeng heard a different smell, frowned slightly, and felt that the air was a bit stuffy. He couldn't help but open the car window, looked outside, and asked casually, "Do you like her?"
Shangguan Ye's mouth curved even more, and his eyes were filled with a sparkling smile, "She is beautiful, versatile, smart, and indeed lovable, but her personality is not suitable for me, she is too lively and artificial."
Murong Qiufeng suddenly felt that the air was clearer and a little cold. He couldn't help but close the window, but missed the white figure coming quickly from the distance.
"You...what kind of personality do you think is suitable for you?" Murong Qiufeng asked curiously, what kind of personality would a person like Shangguan Ye like, the same as him?
Shangguan Ye did not answer, but looked at him deeply, then chuckled softly, and then laughed, seemingly happily.
Murong Qiufeng looked at him smiling like this. He didn't think what he asked was funny. He was a little confused and a little embarrassed.
You Xiang, who was sitting outside, naturally listened to everything that was said in the carriage. At this moment, she couldn't help stroking her forehead and smiling helplessly. This Murong Qiu Feng was sometimes sensitive and shrewd, and sometimes he was really dumb and left people speechless.
Amid laughter, the carriage finally stopped, and several people entered the palace one after another. Murong Qiufeng did not get an answer from Shangguan Ye in the end.
But he just asked casually and didn't pay much attention to it. On the contrary, seeing Shangguan Ye laughing so freely, his mood seemed to be much better. The gloom of the past few days was swept away, and the estrangement between the two disappeared.
It disappeared and everyone felt relaxed.
But at this moment, a horse was galloping on the quiet street. A white figure immediately appeared like a fairy at night, and like a gust of wind, the horse quickly stopped at a mansion, and its limbs clicked on the stone slabs to spin.
The man on the horse held the reins and looked up at the plaque "Prime Minister's Mansion" on it. The smile on the man's mouth in white became a little deeper, and his eyes were full of expectation and longing.
There was a hazy mist, and the room was filled with the smell of green herbs, so strong and pungent that it made people dizzy.
The large tub was filled with black potion, which was rolling gently, and thick smoke curled up like boiling water.
Murong Qiufeng raised his head slightly, and sweat dripped into the potion drop by drop along his slender jaw. His closed eyes were trembling slightly, and his eyebrows were tightly clenched, obviously in pain.
You Xiang felt uncomfortable, she pursed her lips, sweat was on her forehead, and the golden needle in her hand landed neatly on his acupuncture points.
At some point, the door was gently pushed open, and a figure appeared in the room. Looking at the person in the tub, he frowned slightly, his eyes full of love.
After a while, Youxiang finally withdrew the golden needle, and then heard the sound of bones rubbing against each other.
Murong Qiufeng gritted his teeth, but still couldn't help but groan.
Youxiang looked at Murong Qiufeng who was enduring the pain, with a soft color flashing in her eyes. She was about to help him massage his muscles to unblock his nerves, but his wrist was caught.
She was startled and turned around, only to see Shangguan Ye looking at Murong Qiufeng with a gentle expression.
Shangguan Ye raised his hand gently.
Youxiang quickly lowered her head, pursed her lips, put away her things, pushed them out, and closed the door.
Shangguan reached out and took off his coat, leaving only the white undershirt. He rolled up his sleeves, reached out and gently pressed his shoulders, kneading them gently, and carefully unblocked every muscle and tendon.
Murong Qiufeng grabbed the edge of the bathtub with both hands, her body trembled slightly, the sound of bones became clearer and clearer, and the bathtub rattled as she was grabbed.
Shangguan Ye paused, suddenly turned over and entered the bathtub, then held him in his arms, pressing the acupuncture points on his limbs under the water with gentle care.
Fortunately, the bathtub is big enough, so it's not too crowded for two people.
But after all, Murong Qiufeng did not drink this time, and he was completely awake due to the pain. At first, he thought it was the fragrance, but suddenly there was another person in the bathtub. He was startled, opened his eyes, tilted his head, and saw Shangguan.
Ye Zheng looked at him deeply, his eyes full of deep distress and apology.
"you……"
"Close your eyes, bite me if it hurts, and it will pass soon." Shangguan Ye raised his hand, gently covered his eyes, pressed his head on his shoulder, and then continued to massage him.
Murong Qiufeng's body trembled and twitched slightly, maybe because of pain, maybe because of something. He did not refuse. He buried his head on Shangguan Ye's shoulder, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, feeling the man's tenderness, which seemed to make him sad.
The pain gradually eased a lot.
Maybe he was too tired, or maybe he couldn't bear to leave this warmth and this reassuring support, so he fell asleep unconsciously.
Shangguan Ye cleaned him carefully, put him on the bed, turned over and slept next to him, took him into his arms, gently kissed him on the pale face, gently touched the folds between the eyebrows with his hand, and said steadily
, "Sleep, just wake up and you'll be fine."
Murong Qiufeng, who was sleeping, seemed to be sensing something, turning sideways, close to the warm body, and fell asleep peacefully.
There was an itchy feeling on the face, as if something soft was sliding gently. Murong Qiufeng frowned, opened his eyes, put his hand on his face, and felt the soft and furry touch. He turned his head and faced the upper circle.
The slippery black eyes suddenly froze.
The little wolf seemed to be very happy to finally wake him up. He happily hugged his shoulder and rubbed him affectionately.
Murong Qiufeng sat up quickly, and the little thing on her shoulder rolled onto the quilt. Then she twisted her round and soft body and snuck into Murong Qiufeng's arms.
Murong Qiufeng hugged the little guy and was a little surprised, "Haha, long time no see. The little guy seems to have grown up a lot."
Ever since the little wolf was taken away by Shangguan Ye, just in time for their ensuing cold war, the little guy has been staying at Shangguan Ye's place. We haven't seen each other for a long time, and I really miss him. Seeing that the little guy is so energetic and round,
It seems to be well taken care of.
The little guy flicked his fluffy tail and nuzzled him, as if an aggrieved child went home to talk to his parents.
Murong Qiufeng held it, and suddenly realized something was wrong. This room was a little familiar, but also a little strange. Isn't it Shangguan Ye's room? Looking at the knife on the wall, it was clear why he was in Shangguan Ye's room.
He remembered, last night...
His face suddenly burned like a fire, and he had obviously remembered what happened last night, and then he frowned again, feeling helpless and weak, and gently touched the little guy in his arms, "Tell me, what's wrong with him?"
"Why?" A mocking voice sounded.
Murong Qiufeng was startled and turned around, only to see Youxiang holding something and smiling narrowly.
Murong Qiufeng coughed, lifted the quilt and got out of bed with the little thing in her arms.
The days seem to be back to the past, but there are some subtle changes, but they are all different flavors, tacitly understood.
After resting for three days, Murong Qiufeng began to follow Shangguan Ye into the palace to handle government affairs.