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Di Shang was stunned for a moment, but the reason for this stunned was because he smelled the faint cold fragrance from Feng Yuhuan's body, he moved a little away to the side, pressed his faintly hot heart, and comforted him softly Said: "Baby, there are many similar people in the world, it's just a coincidence."

Because of his restlessness, Di Shang naturally ignored that Feng Yuhuan's similarity did not only refer to appearance, after all, he was more inclined to identify in terms of breath.

"You're right." Feng Yuhuan relaxed his slightly frowning brows, since Di Shang didn't care, then he didn't need to care.

However, Feng Yuhuan shifted his gaze to Di Shang's hand that had been extended above his head, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"Go to bed, baby, aren't you tired?" Di Shang smiled solemnly, flipped his hands over, and easily untied Feng Yuhuan's hair crown. In an instant, all the black hair like crow feathers fell down until The place where the tailbone can barely stop.

Feng Yuhuan's hair is of excellent quality, even after two days of braiding, the strands of her hair haven't been bent in the slightest, and it seems to feel very good in the hand, so Di Shang couldn't help but stretched out his hand to straighten it, but was caught by the person in front of him. opened it,

"If you want to go to bed, I'll just leave. What are you doing with my hair?"

Feng Yuhuan frowned and took two steps back. When he lowered his head, he realized that his waist seal had been untied at some point, and his outer shirt was hanging loosely on his body. How could he go out with this appearance? !

He looked at Di Shang's empty hand, and immediately opened his blue eyes wide, and opened his mouth slightly, so angry that he couldn't even speak.

In Di Shang's eyes, this appearance is bright and delicious. It took him a lot of effort to suppress the messy thoughts in his head, pull the angry man over, and put him on the bed while coaxing him, his eyes casually turned to the door cast a glance,

"Okay, okay, it's not that we haven't slept, we haven't closed our eyes for two days, so sleepy..." After speaking, he yawned realistically.

Feng Yuhuan was startled by this, "When will we...sleep?" He couldn't say the vulgar word "sleep".

Of course, he certainly can't remember the first time he slept with someone in the same bed. After all, the only time he was successfully attacked when he was unconscious was more than eight years ago.

He couldn't remember it, and Di Shang naturally wouldn't tell the truth. To know such words, it's better to be more mysterious. He put his arms around Feng Yuhuan's shoulders, lowered his head slightly to look at him, and said in a very soft voice: "It's okay if you can't remember, isn't it?"

"..." Suyue's hand outside the door, which was about to knock on the door, had been frozen for a long time, and what Di Shang said just now was spinning in her mind: slept! ……when did it happen? !Could it be during the Wuling meeting? ...Should she tell the city lord about this kind of thing! ? !

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At noon, the door of Qiuman's room was kicked open. He jumped up and sat up to look around. He thought that the mysterious prince was looking for him, but he didn't expect to see the emperor who was obviously rushing. Shame.

"Boss? What's the matter? Are you going to leave so early?" He pulled the coat on the side, a little puzzled, it hasn't been long, the boss will never let the younger brother hurry on the road without resting.

"No." Di Shang interrupted him, then grabbed his wrist and said anxiously, "Huan'er is a little hot, follow me to have a look."

"What!" As soon as Qiu Man heard that his junior brother had something to do, he became sober in an instant, and was dragged away by Di Shang just before he could put on his shoes.

His room is not far from Di Shang's, just around the corner.Opening the door, Su Yue was already waiting beside Feng Yuhuan's resting bed. This cold beauty's usually calm face was also full of anxiety.

Feng Yuhuan didn't know whether she was awake or asleep, her eyes were half-opened, and there was thick mist overflowing inside, Ruyu's cheeks were also stained with a burning red, and her dazed appearance looked pitiful.

"How did this happen?" Qiu Man walked over in three steps at a time, and squatted beside him to feel his pulse.

After a while he withdrew his hand, Di Shang immediately leaned over and carefully put Feng Yuhuan's hand in, tucked the corner of the quilt tightly, and asked in a low voice: "How is it?"

Qiu Man shook his head, and when Di Shang couldn't help getting angry, he asked in time: "When did Junior Brother get a fever?" But as soon as he finished asking, he realized that he was talking nonsense. Doesn't the boss come to him at this time to explain It was only when he realized that something was wrong with his junior brother, what a mouth!What a load of nonsense.

Sure enough, Di Shang's face darkened immediately when he heard him asking such a question, and said coldly: "I didn't call you here just to listen to nonsense, if you need any medicinal materials, get them as soon as possible."

If it wasn't for Feng Yuhuan still sleeping on the side, Di Shang might have yelled at someone, but even though he had suppressed his voice, his stern face still made Qiu Man shrink back in the cold.

He waved his hand, and hurriedly defended in a low voice: "Boss, junior brother can take too little medicine. His pulse condition is special, like ordinary fever medicine. Only master can control the amount of medicine he takes. If it is too much or too little, Not to mention that it doesn’t work for his illness, it will be troublesome if he gets hurt.”

The more he talked about Di Shang's frown became tighter, and finally he clenched his fist and gritted his teeth and said, "You can't help it? After staying in the snowy area with Huan'er for so many years, why can't you even control this. "His nature is never to accuse others casually, and now he said this in a hurry, and he didn't even know whether the latter sentence was an accusation or self-blame.

"I'm wronged, Boss, Junior Brother has never been sick in Xueyu, so I just..." Qiuman wanted to excuse himself, but halfway through the sentence, he realized that the words seemed to be blaming Di Shang for not taking good care of others, so Hastily changed the subject again.

"Junior brother doesn't seem to have a simple fever. It seems that he has come into contact with something unclean. His spiritual power is a little messed up now, and he can't use drugs indiscriminately. How about I send a letter to Master now..."

"When is Bai Lao coming?" Di Shang stopped him, his heart was in a mess, "No, I'll take Huan'er to the Snowy Land right now." After he finished speaking, he bent down to hug Feng Yuhuan.

Seeing this, Qiu Man hurriedly stopped him, "Boss, calm down, Master often goes out for wanderings, and there are eight out of ten times when you go." Nine times out of ten, you won't see anyone. The younger brother's body can't stand the torment now, listen to me, or pass it on. Books are more convenient. "

He got up in a hurry and spoke indifferently, Feng Yuhuan frowned in surprise, and hummed uncomfortably, "It's so noisy..." Just two words revealed his hoarse voice at this time.

The two people who were about to quarrel suddenly stopped and kept silent. Di Shang sat down on the edge of the bed, patted the person on the bed lightly on the shoulder, and coaxed softly: "Okay, okay, stop arguing, stop arguing , baby, rest well."

When Feng Yuhuan fell asleep again, Di Shang winked at Qiu Man, and the two exited the room tacitly, leaving only Su Yue to look after her.

After arriving at the dining area in the outer hall, Di Shang picked up a seat and sat down, then let go of his voice and asked, "You just said that Huan'er touched something unclean?"