Report to the medical concubine, Your Majesty, he has the ability to read minds!

Feng Juxu fell to his knees again!

Fortunately, this time it was to support Hua Sijin, so it was not too abrupt.

"Jiyue, go bring a bowl of rice over, remember to pour the broth on it!"

There was a small quilt under the child's buttocks on the table. Feng Juxu pulled the quilt off and put it on the chair without even looking at it.

"Sit down slowly, don't be in a hurry."

The child who was thrown to the ground was stunned for a moment, and then he screamed loudly.

"Dad doesn't want me anymore, he loves the vixen! Wow——"

Feng Juxu pressed his temples that were beating wildly, and without looking back, he kicked the child's raised butt very accurately.

"I'm not your father! He is!"

Wu Lang, who had a bean sprout in his mouth, raised his head suspiciously, showing the same shocked expression as a child.

"Master, don't mess with me! I don't have it!"

Wu Lang scratched his head and head anxiously, and kept glancing towards Shi Luoyu.

Zhuyue happened to come out with a basin of fragrant rice filled with broth, and came to a divine assist with a smile.

"Your father didn't want you. Isn't your mother here?"

This time it was Shi Luoyu's turn to be shocked.

Wu Lang's eyes were full of surprise, "Yes, yes! My dear son, I am your biological father!"

Hua Sijin frowned, not sure whether she was in pain or shocked by the scene.

"I don't want to eat, I have no appetite."

Hua Sijin, surrounded by pain, once again uttered golden words.

"I have no desire except to work, and I am a foreign country outside of bed."

It can be summed up in four words: I feel sleepy after eating.

"Then I'll take you upstairs to rest. The quilts have all been replaced with new ones, and the room is decorated very warmly. You will definitely like it."

Hua Sijin closed her eyes and stretched out her hand towards Feng Juxu in a begging gesture.

When his arms were sore, his delicate brows furrowed slightly and his eyes half-squinted in dissatisfaction.

"Could it be that when you were kneeling down just now, you pulled..."

Hua Sijin hesitated to speak, and looked at an unspeakable location.

There were really too many people, and I was worried that someone would say she was vulgar.

But this was just a reasonable guess. A man said he would carry her upstairs to rest, but for a long time he didn't even take the next step. If not for this reason, what else could it be?

Is it possible that we need to give some time to replenish Popeye's spinach so that it can recharge? Or are you waiting to crowdfund your stamina?

Seeing Feng Juxu finally stretching out his hand, Hua Sijin said something astonishing, and was almost thrown to the ground——

"A woman as beautiful as I am is indeed so beautiful that she is so beautiful. But it's not my fault. I'm so beautiful and the country doesn't care. It's really a sin."

The flame called desire that was lit in Feng Juxu's heart was instantly extinguished. With firm steps and loyalty written all over her face, she went upstairs to rest with Hua Sijin in her arms as if she was going to the battlefield.

But soon, Hua Sijin's violent shouting came from upstairs.

"Is this what you call warmth? Do you call this room that is comparable to a mourning hall warm? Why don't you build a coffin and put it in the room, so that I can be buried in peace in one step!"

Hua Sijin left the house angrily, and the door slammed loudly.

"What are you looking at? I've never seen a couple fighting? I'll eat your food!"

Rubbing his still sore crotch, he limped open the door to the next door.

Only one signal flashed through Zhuyue's mind——

Danger, danger, danger!

He hurriedly took three steps at a time to go upstairs, and happened to bump into Feng Juxu, who had a dark face and pushed out the door. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out five words.

"Good job coming up."

Zhuyue's eyes were full of despair, and he winked downstairs frequently, trying to send out a distress signal.

Everyone didn't dare to raise their heads at all, and they just picked up the rice obediently. Those who didn't know it thought there was gold in the bowl.

"Zhuyue, on your wedding day, I will also give you a new house like this, how about it?"

Before leaving the house, I deliberately arranged the candles in several patterns, and felt that I was really a little genius at decorating rooms.

When the two masters returned to the room at night, the candlelight flickered and was as bright as day, so beautiful!

But who would have thought that the two masters would go into the room to rest in broad daylight. The room was filled with dense white candles and paired with a bright red bed. It felt weird no matter how you looked at it.

"Listen to my subordinate's explanation. I really searched all over the inn and couldn't find a single red candle!"

Feng Juxu's anger became even more intense, "Without the red candle, wouldn't there be red paper? Don't you know how to cut out two happy words and stick them on the door?"

Hua Sijin didn't care what happened in the next room, she went straight to the bed and slept in her clothes.

I'm so tired from traveling and I really have no energy.

Zhuyue was scolded until his head swelled, and he heard a cold voice like Yama blasting in his ears.

"Which room did she go to rest in? Did you see it?"

Zhuyue only felt the coldness on her neck, as if she was bidding him a happy farewell.

[I’m leaving, you have a new brain, I’m going to be chopped soon~]

It can only be said that all fears come from infinite reverie and imagination.

Zhuyue Cheng was so shocked by the picture he imagined that he knelt down and kowtowed.

Feng Juxu was completely blown away, "Okay, okay! You're going to slip on your knees too, right? Get out and clean up the inn inside and out. Don't spare any corner!"

Everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks, and their eyes fell on Zhuyue.

He left tremblingly, just as he came tremblingly. He waved the rag and was sure to remove all the dust from the inn.

awful!

It's so miserable!

Facing such a room, Feng Juxu only felt a toothache. Frowning, he walked out of the room and knocked lightly on the stair railing.

"Where's Madame?"

Wu Lang responded very quickly, "Madam has gone to the room next to yours."

Poor Zhuyue's efforts to reduce his presence failed, and the male protagonist's eyes almost delayed him.

Feng Juxu snorted coldly, but his movement to open the next door was much slower.

I walked in slowly and saw Hua Sijin sleeping soundly. I smiled and helped cover her with the quilt.

The moment his hand touched the quilt, he picked it up in disgust and threw it to the ground.

Everyone downstairs held the empty rice bowls and watched Feng Juxu come out of the room and into the next room, and then returned to the room holding the big red mandarin duck.

Wu Lang's eyes subconsciously fell on Shi Luoyu, but he didn't want Shi Luoyu to put down the bowls and chopsticks, and went to the small kitchen to get a clean pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

The child stopped crying and pointed to the white rice drizzled with broth without hesitation.

Shi Luoyu smiled slightly and was about to scoop him a small bowl, but she didn't expect what he would say was...

"I want everything except that!"

[snort! I don’t want the food that a bad woman likes to eat if she doesn’t let me recognize her as my father! My father, forced by his lust, chose a stupid man and wanted to trick me into becoming someone else's unlucky son. There was no way! ]

If Hua Sijin saw this scene, she would definitely do a series of tests on him and come to the conclusion that he had memory disorder due to being burned.

Seeing that Shi Luoyu didn't respond, the child frowned and urged.