Qiao Wanyou then realized that what she said seemed to imply that she was concerned about his behavior. He also realized that she had just returned from outside and heard about his relationship with Ling.
I just stopped talking.
Long Yi pressed his lips to the corner of her lips: "Speak out."
He wants to listen.
I always feel that she is jealous.
"How is this king with her?"
"How should I know what you are like?" Qiao Wanyou said with a smile, "It's just a matter of men and women."
"Oh."
Long Yi sneered.
Qiao Wanyou continued, "Isn't it? I've already given birth to three children."
I am no longer a girl, there is nothing I can’t say.
After a slight pause, she continued, "And you have even more children, so many that you might not even know their names."
After being ridiculed by her, Long Yi kissed her again and asked.
Strong and ruthless.
Her lips felt painful, and most importantly, the man's hand reached out to her chest, which immediately made Qiao Wanyou want to vomit.
She groped and suddenly found the lamp on the bedside.
He picked it up and smashed it on Long Yi's head.
With a bang.
Blood immediately flowed from Long Yi's head.
Blood dripped onto Qiao Wanyou's face. She was suddenly startled and reached out to touch it. It was wet, hot and sticky, and the smell of blood filled the air in an instant.
She panicked: "Wang, Your Majesty..."
Long Yi sat up and covered the painful area: "You are great."
Qiao Wanyou pressed his wound using the faint light she sensed. "I'm sorry, I didn't know I could hit him so hard."
Seeing that her worried expression didn't seem fake, Long Yi sighed: "Forget it, go back to Mingzhu Garden."
"Quickly call the palace doctor." Qiao Wanyou said anxiously, "Your Highness, please call someone to treat you."
The voice was urgent and panicky.
The reason she panicked was that she couldn't see and didn't know how hard she had hit him.
Long Yi grabbed her hand and comforted her gently, "No need to call the palace doctor."
"Why not?"
She took out a handkerchief and groped to press the wound on his head.
"If we call the court doctor, mother will know that it was you who broke my head, and then she will punish you." Long Yi pinched Qiao Wanyou's shoulders.
I want to say that I miss you till now, why can’t you feel it?
The words on the tip of his tongue turned into: "You should go back to Mingzhu Garden. The thing on your head was an accident. I accidentally hit it myself. Once you return to Mingzhu Garden, it won't be too late for me to call the palace doctor."
Qiao Wanyou nodded, but her voice lowered: "Prince, why are you doing this? I have already forgotten you."
"You can remember our three children, why can't you remember their father?"
As soon as he said this, Long Yi began to regret that he was too impatient.
I've waited for more than ten years, so these few days won't make a difference.
Seeing that she was silent, he said softly, "Go back to Mingzhu Garden and don't tell anyone else about you hitting my head."
"Oh." Qiao Wanyou responded.
For fear that others would see the blood on her face and become suspicious, Long Yi personally wrung out a handkerchief to wipe her face.
Qiao Wanyou sat there, feeling very uncomfortable: "I'll do it myself."
"You can't see it, and you can't wipe it clean." Long Yi said softly, "I will do it."
"Okay." Qiao Wanyou responded.
After wiping the blood off her face, Long Yi sent his confidant to send her back.
A quarter of an hour after she left, he called the court doctor to come and check the injury on his head.
The court doctor examined the wound, treated it carefully and applied medicine.
"Your Highness's wound is on his scalp. It's not a problem if it's covered by his hair, but he was fine today. How did he get hurt?"
"I bumped into it accidentally." Long Yi warned, "It's a small matter, don't spread it."
"Yes, I know."
No one dared to mention Qiao Wanyou's return to Mingzhu Garden.
She wanted to talk to her son and daughter-in-law about it, but she thought that today was her daughter-in-law's birthday, so as a mother-in-law, she decided not to let them worry about such a small matter.
At this moment, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing were in the courtyard.
The young couple were concentrating on calculating the shares of the gold and silver shop.
Fu Ciyi said, "Just as your third brother said, mine will be registered in your name as well."
"No need, what's yours is yours, and what's mine is mine."
Yan Funing insisted on using the amount of investment to calculate the proportion.
Seeing that she insisted, Fu Ciyi just let her go.
After she put the contract away, he said, "You have received many birthday gifts today, and you have everything else. I would like to give you a gift. I wonder if you will accept it, my lady?"
Yan Funing smiled playfully: "What do you want to give?"
As she said this, she leaned over to look behind him, thinking that he had hidden something in advance and wanted to give her a surprise.
Unexpectedly, there was nothing behind him.
Fu Ciyi stood up and took out a brocade box from a drawer beside him: "This is not really a gift."
Yan Funing opened it and took a look. It was an exquisite headdress. "It's really not a big deal. After all, we are going to open a gold and silver shop."
"Yes, that's why I specially prepared another one for you. This gift can only be given by you."
Yan Funing became curious: "What is it?"
Fu Ciyi stood up, held the delicate girl in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "I myself."
"You are already my husband, you belong to me, why are you giving it to me as a gift?" She didn't understand.
The man smiled gently, his eyes filled with tenderness: "My lady, don't you understand?"
"What should I understand?" Yan Funing became more confused after hearing what he said.
Who would have thought that he would lower his head and whisper in her ear again: "The gift must be delivered."
Yan Funing finally reacted and hurriedly got out of his arms: "No, I'm not ready to have a baby yet."
"I'll be gentler."
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