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Chapter 137(1/2)

Fu Jiuqu glanced at him coldly.

"explain."

Sun Huai smiled crookedly, "Master, forgive me for not being guilty. Only I dare to speak."

"Ha!" Fu Jiuqu laughed coldly and coughed again, "You are now more capable. Are you threatening me? Don't say anything, just get out and receive the punishment."

Sun Huai made a sad face and said pitifully: "I feel that the master likes Madam Zhang... a little bit. If the master doesn't want her to be with Mr. Cao, why not express his feelings... No matter what, the master doesn't

It must be deeper than the relationship between Master Cao and Madam Zhang."

Deep feelings?

like?

Fu Jiuqu sneered.

"Sun Huai, do you think that I will die in two years and will no longer be able to cure you, so you are talking nonsense like this?"

Sun Huai kept silent and looked at Fu Jiuqu's pale face.

"Master, I don't dare to..."

Fu Jiuqu was upset by his look. He looked away and lay down lazily, his voice low and cold.

"The last thing a person with a lifespan of two years needs is some bullshit deep friendship."

"Master." Sun Huai became sad, "Ms. Zhang said that she has a way to cure your disease..."

Fu Jiuqu narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly at the corners of his lips.

"Everything is fate, nothing is up to you."

"Master..." Sun Huai's eyes were red, and he subconsciously felt sad.

He has been following Fu Jiuqu for several years, how could he not understand him?

As for someone who is stubborn and loves to do as he pleases, who in Bianjing City can compare to the Prince of Guangling County?

Fu Jiuqu has been a noble person since childhood.

But this time, he let the eldest princess arrange the marriage. He clearly disliked Miss Cao very much, but he didn't refute even a word. He let the eldest princess advocate the marriage and let the official family grant the marriage. That was because he wanted to fulfill his filial piety...

I want to leave some thoughts for the eldest princess after her death.

Sun Huai could tell that his master was obsessed with Madam Zhang. Although he would not admit it, Sun Huai dared to use the head on his neck to guarantee that at least his master was sincerely happy to be with Madam Zhang.

My wife likes Miss Cao much more...

But his master, watching Madam Zhang and Lord Cao getting close, did nothing, didn't stop them, or even stopped getting closer. How could he still have his original wanton temperament?

Isn't all this because of that damn disease?

Sun Huai was a eunuch with a soft heart. He cried bitterly as he thought about it.

"Sir... if God can make you better, I am willing to shorten my life by ten years, no, twenty years, thirty years... No, no, no, I am willing to let you die immediately."

"Bitch, why are you crying?" Fu Jiuqu laughed so hard that he coughed, and a hint of coolness flowed from the corners of his lips.

"Is it your father who died? Others don't know, and they think you are mourning for me."

Sun Huai raised his sleeves and kept wiping his tears, choking with sobs.

"Master, little one, I feel uncomfortable..."

"Get out!" Fu Jiuqu turned away, "The noise makes me upset."

Sun Huai did not dare to speak and refused to go out. He sobbed silently and waited by the side until Duan Sui came back.

"Sir, the medicine is back, it's back..." Duan Sui looked cheerful and carried a medicine bag into the study. When he saw that the atmosphere in the study was not right, he restrained his expression and looked at Sun Huai's red eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Sun Huai sniffed and remained silent.

Fu Jiuqu sat up lazily and gently caressed his jade fingers.

"Why are you coming back now? I asked you to run an errand, and it took so long."

Duan Sui heard his master's complaint, smiled awkwardly, and touched the sweat on his forehead, "When I went to see Mrs. Zhang, Mr. Cao was also in the shop, and the two of them talked affectionately... I then

I'm sorry to bother you, so I waited for a while until Lord Cao left, and then I went to ask Mrs. Zhang to prepare the medicine, which delayed the time."

That's reasonable to say.

Sun Huai felt that Duan Sui was doomed.

Master, how could you hear this right now?

Unexpectedly, Fu Jiuqu looked very calm, without any intention of blaming him.

"Really? When did Cao Yi leave?"

Duan Sui thought for a while, "Li Duo and his two brothers came back from school, and Mr. Cao left the drug store. Oh yes, Mr. Cao also passed the academic exams of the two brothers. From what I see, Mr. Cao

I love these two brothers very much...this is probably called the love bird and bird, right?"

"Love Wu Ji Wu." Sun Huai gritted his teeth angrily and corrected him.

"Yes, yes, I love you and I love you." Duan Sui smiled brightly, "Ms. Zhang is really a blessing. Mr. Cao is not shy about others now. He is dedicated to treating Mrs. Zhang well. Tomorrow's medicine shop will open.

The shop was busy, so he personally helped Mrs. Zhang. The two of them acted as if they were one person. Hey, his subordinates were all jealous..."

Duan Sui talked carefully about everything he saw.

He was always like this, he would report anything to Fu Jiuqu.

This is also one of the responsibilities of the imperial city inspectors.

Therefore, he didn't notice anything strange about Fu Jiuqu's face until he heard a "pop" sound and Sun Huai screamed. He looked up again, only to see Fu Jiuqu spurting out a mouthful of blood, which turned red.

skirt.

"Master Jiu!"

Duan Sui was shocked, and then his expression changed.

"What's going on?"

Sun Huai supported Fu Jiuqu and glared at him.

"Quickly, come find Zhou Daozi..."

Duan Sui picked up the medicine bag in his hand, "Then this, the medicine prepared by Madam Zhang contains pills prepared for Master Jiu. Madam Zhang said that when you feel uncomfortable, take it immediately, and then pinch the pill in the palm of your hand.

What, what point, it will be much better..."

Sun Huai seemed to have just remembered it at this moment and snatched the medicine bag from Duan Sui's hand.

"Hurry up and get some water."

"yes."

There was a lot of chaos in the room. Sun Huai wanted to beat Duan Sui to death, but Fu Jiuqu was very calm. After taking the pills to calm down, he calmly wiped the blood from his lips and waved his hand lightly.

"It's an old habit, why are you making all the fuss?"

"Master..."

"Sun Huai, help me go down and have a rest."

"yes."

Duan Sui looked at Fu Jiuqu's leaving figure like a monk two feet tall - confused.

Logically speaking, he should be happy that he was not kicked by his master this time, let alone punished, but seeing Fu Jiuqu's sick appearance made him very sad.

If Master Jiu's illness could be cured, he would be willing to kick his ass and fine him money every day.

Fu Jiuqu was not a bad master. Although he fined Duan Sui two years of salary, the big courtyard where Duan Sui's parents lived belonged to Fu Jiuqu.

~

Fu Jiuqu did not return to the eldest princess's house, fearing that the eldest princess would be worried when she found out about his sudden illness and would ask questions.

He stayed in the Imperial City Division just like last night.

It has to be said that Mrs. Zhang is quite capable. After taking the medicine, he felt much more comfortable. He asked Sun Huai to prepare water, take a bath and change clothes, and then lay down on the couch, and his whole body felt relaxed.

Looking at the tent, my mind was spinning.

The sleepiness caused by not sleeping all night soon made him fall into sleep.

The scene Duan Sui mentioned of a husband singing and a wife following him came to mind unknowingly.

But the protagonist is not Cao Yi, but Fu Jiuqu himself.

Everything is very natural, as if they were meant to be.

Anger, complaints, chuckles, and scoldings were all so real. His heart trembled, and he almost couldn't help but pull her into his arms. He didn't think about how to start, and didn't need to say anything. He just squeezed her tightly.

Cutting off the waist, you can stick the person tightly in your arms and do whatever you want...

He is not him, not the Prince of Guangling who can control himself.
To be continued...
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