Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Fu Ling looked at the man in the prison and told Situ Xun behind him, "He is under your personal care. No one other than you is allowed to know his existence. If there is any unusual movement, report it to me as soon as possible."

Of course Situ Xun knew that this medicine man was of great importance and there was no room for error.

"I have installed audio and video surveillance in the cell with no blind spots, and strict monitoring in all directions [-] hours a day. I have also added restricted protection to the entrance passage on this floor. No one can come in except me. Don't worry, Mr. Fu. "

Situ Xun was always cautious and careful in his work, so Fu Lingxiao trusted him, so he said a faint favor and turned around to leave.

Situ Xun closed the window on the cell door, pressed the secret switch on the wall, and followed Master Fu's footsteps.

Behind him, black iron doors fell heavily one after another, completely isolating the cell from the outside world.

Outside the prison gate, Zuo Zhiyi stood waiting by the car.

Seeing Fu Lingxiao coming out, his picturesque and beautiful face revealed a hint of respect, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Lingxiao nodded slightly and walked over, "Is something wrong?"

Zuo Zhiyi said: "I never had the chance to thank you in person for giving me the opportunity to avenge my mother with my own hands. Thank you very much."

Fu Lingxiao looked indifferent and said, "It's just an exchange of conditions, no need to say thank you."

Zuo Zhiyi pursed his lower lip and dropped the topic, "I heard that you and Mu Xing received their wedding certificates. Congratulations. Has the wedding time been set?"

Fu Lingxiao: "Not yet."

Zuo Zhiyi nodded, took out a bank card from his pocket, and handed it to Fu Lingxiao, "This is the dowry my mother prepared for Mu Xing. Please give it to Muxing, Mr. Fu."

Fu Lingxiao didn't answer, "You can leave it to her yourself."

"No need."

Zuo Zhiyi refused directly, "My identity as an old friend will only bring her bad memories."

He never planned to see Mu Xing again. He originally planned to leave after avenging Yu Rong, but he stayed in Canglong because Mu Xing was unconscious and he couldn't worry about her.

Now that Mu Xing has woken up and found her happiness, he can leave with peace of mind.

Without meeting, Xing'er would inevitably feel sad. Fu Lingxiao could already imagine how Xing'er would react when he handed his bank card to Xing'er, but he still took the bank card from Zuo Zhiyi and asked: "What are your plans for the future?"

"Go back to the medical clinic in Haicheng and continue to practice medicine. I can do my best to help those in need, and I will live up to my abilities."

Zuo Zhiyi smiled and said: "I won't be there for your wedding to Mu Xing, but the ceremony will definitely be there."

"If you need help in the future, you can contact Yuntuo."

Fu Lingxiao was anxious to go back, so after saying that, he got in the car and left.

Zuo Zhiyi then left Canglong and returned to his home at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Although he has come back often for more than a year to clean the house, and vegetables have been planted in the vegetable garden in front of the house. It looks the same as before, but since my mother became the lonely grave in the yard, this home is no longer a home. , just a cold house.

"Mom, Xiaoyi is here to see you."

Zuo Zhiyi knelt in front of the grave, wiping the tombstone inch by inch, and murmured: "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, Mu Xiaoxing is about to get married. The little stupid girl you care about most is living a very happy life now." Happiness, I believe you must have seen it too.”

"The matter in the imperial capital has been settled. I am going to Haicheng. Xiaoyi will help you take good care of the medical clinic you left behind, so that the medical skills you taught me can be brought into full play."

"Mom, Xiaoyi is gone."

Zuo Zhiyi kowtowed three times, stood up and walked out of the yard, closed the door and drove away.

……

The whole city knew that Mu Xing and Fu Lingxiao appeared at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The phone calls and text messages with blessings from relatives and friends filled up the screen of her mobile phone. However, her uncle had been pestering her these past few days, and she had no time to reply properly. In the afternoon, while her uncle was not at home, she finally had time to reply to them one by one. .

After talking to Shen Qiong on the phone, Mu Xing lay softly on the bed. Just as he was about to send a message to his uncle, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Seeing the man striding in, she raised her delicate eyebrows and said, "Uncle, you are back. I was just looking for you."

"Well, I had a premonition, so I came back."

Fu Lingxiao had a gentle smile on his handsome face. He walked over and sat on the bed, held Mu Xing's small chin, leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips, "What do you want from me, baby?"

Mu Xing deliberately teased him: "Don't you have a premonition? Guess."

Fu Lingxiao asked her: "Is there a reward for guessing correctly?"

"No, but there is a penalty for guessing wrong."

Mu Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression a bit provocative, "How is it? Uncle, do you dare to guess?"

Fu Lingxiao's lips curved, "Oh, then I have to make a good guess."

After saying that, he pursed his thin lips and really started to think about it. His handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, looking particularly serious.

Mu Xing looked at him with interest, wondering what her uncle would guess. The man's deep eyes suddenly slowly slid down when he looked at her, and his thin lips lightly lifted, "I guess the baby must need me." .”

The smiling voice was low and slow, and the sultry eyes were even more meaningful.

Mu Xing frowned slightly, clutching the quilt with both hands, "Uncle, can you be more serious!"

The man said, "What I said is that I need my care. What's wrong with that? Or is it that the baby has some inappropriate needs in mind? Huh?"

That expression and tone of voice are so serious!

"..."

When it comes to sophistry, she has never been a match for her little uncle.

Mu Xing snorted, "No matter what the need is, you guessed it wrong! Accept the punishment!"

"Okay, how do you want to punish me, baby?"

The man asked slowly with a smile on his lips.

How calm his voice was, how excited his tone was. This strong contrast made Mu Xing feel palpitated, and he instantly gave up the idea of ​​punishing his uncle, "Forget it, I'm not feeling well today, so I'll let you go first!" "

Fu Lingxiao looked at the little coward who kept shrinking into the quilt, couldn't help but chuckle, and hugged the person over with the quilt, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, what do you want from me?"

Mu Xing said: "Brothers Qiong Bao and Ah Chao are also getting married. She asked us when the wedding will be held and she plans to join us."

Fu Lingxiao looked at her with soft eyes and asked: "When does my dear want to hold the wedding?"

"I listen to my uncle."

He just received the certificate yesterday, and Mu Xing hasn't thought about the wedding yet.

Fu Lingxiao has thought about it thousands of times, "Okay, I'll make the arrangements. If you have any ideas about the wedding, you can always tell me."

Mu Xing nodded, "Yeah."

Fu Lingxiao let go of one hand and took out his bank card from the outer pocket of his suit. "Baby, this is the dowry Yu Rong prepared for you. Zuo Zhiyi asked me to deliver it to you."

Mu Xing's eyes trembled, and the smile on his face faded.

Looking at the bank card, her eyes were gradually covered by mist. After a while, she slowly reached out to take it and asked Fu Lingxiao: "Uncle, where is Maomao now?"

Fu Lingxiao told the truth: "When he handed the card to me, he said he was going back to the medical clinic in Haicheng."

Mu Xing understood why Maomao didn't see her. He clenched the bank card in his hand and smiled calmly, "That's fine."

Fu Lingxiao was originally worried that mentioning Yu Rong and Zuo Zhiyi would make Xing'er sad, but fortunately, Xing'er was relieved a lot.

He put his chin on the top of her hair, rubbed it gently, took out his cell phone, and sent a text message to Yuntuo, asking him to contact the world's top wedding planning team immediately.

Not only planning a wedding, but also a very important ceremony...