The fierce wife is in power: the first daughter counterattacks the prodigal husband

Chapter 2 The groom is absent (2)

After Jing Fan answered, she picked up the quilt and gently covered Shangguan Xuanyu's body, then walked out of the room lightly, to complete Shangguan Xuanyu's order just now, which is quite important.

After stepping out of the wing room, Jing Fan quickly walked to the Nuanchun Building at the farthest corner of Dongyuan Pavilion.

On the wedding night, since my son-in-law didn't go back to his room, but instead hid in the Nuanchun Building, she frowned when she thought of this. At this time, she knew that the young master didn't like to marry his master, but he had to marry him. She didn't have any good feelings for the young master, and she felt sorry for her master's persistence.

But right now, she still had to prepare what the master needed and replace it with chicken blood. Thinking of this, her face darkened a little.

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When there is light in the sky.

Zhou Yihao, the young master of the Zhou Mansion, stood in a handsome figure in the side room, looking a little stiff, holding a bottle tightly in his slender hands, his eyes did not fluctuate, but his lips were tightly pursed, and there was a faint hint of love on his gentle and jade-like handsome face. Anger, what the hell is this damn woman planning!
Without taking off the heavy phoenix coronet and Xiapei, can you lie on the bed and fall asleep peacefully?She doesn't feel uncomfortable wearing such heavy clothes to bed!

But when he thought about what her close aunt had just said, a gloomy glint flashed in his eyes, and his eyes became sharper. He stared at Shangguan Xuanyu who was sleeping soundly on the collapsed bed, and walked forward a few steps calmly. , even clenched the bottle in his hand.

Zhou Yihao strode forward to the front of the bed, and stared more closely at Shangguan Xuanyu who was wearing a phoenix coronet and was able to sleep with her eyes tightly closed. There was a hint of surprise in her eyes. Comfortable, it's really in a deep sleep, now he really can't figure out her mind?What is she thinking?
In the quiet wing room, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard, and Shangguan Xuanyu's sleeping appearance was very peaceful and sweet.

Zhou Yihao was gradually attracted by her sleeping posture. After a long while, he noticed that he was staring in ecstasy, and a trace of anger flashed across his face. He quickly restrained his emotions, and said sharply, "Shangguan Xuanyu." He was annoyed by his lack of focus just now, and his tone was natural It also broke down.

With just a cry, the person on the collapsed bed responded immediately.

Shangguan Xuanyu likes Jing, as long as there is a slight sound, she can't fall asleep, she thought the footsteps just now were Aunt Jing Fan coming into the room, so she ignored it and continued to sleep.

But when he heard a man's voice, he immediately opened his eyes, and when he saw Zhou Yihao, he immediately smiled and called softly, "Husband."

The sound of Husband made Zhou Yihao lose his mind suddenly, delicate but not greasy, soft to his ears, very comfortable, and then realized that he was slightly lost, immediately straightened his face, and continued to speak sharply, "Shangguan Xuanyu, I have no affection for you, Presumably you know it too."

Before he could finish his words, Shangguan Xuanyu had already stepped down from the bed as lightly as a swallow, and obediently stood beside her, looking at her respectfully like a little daughter-in-law, with a pleasant smile on her face.

Seeing her getting up so nimbly, Zhou Yihao was stunned for a moment, and seeing her standing beside him so calmly, he was at a loss for words for a while, so he didn't know what to say.

Shangguan Xuanyu glanced at the medicine bottle tightly clenched in his hand, with a smile in his eyes, stretched out his hand on Nuo Da's bed and deftly rolled up the quilt, hugged her in her arms, and then looked at him with a smile on her face. Looking at him, the color of his eyes was flowing in the medicine bottle in his hand, and his eyes and demeanor represented everything, reminding him and clarifying his position.

(End of this chapter)