Wang Ye is a strict husband [Rebirth]

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Xia Qing and Xia Liu lowered their heads to their chests, trying to reduce their sense of existence, but they didn't move.

Su Nuo glanced at the two of them, then looked at Jing Wenhao calmly and said, "The two of them are my personal servants, why is the prince yelling at them like that? Could it be that you are dissatisfied with the minister?"

Jing Wenhao looked at him seriously for a while, and the anger in his heart suddenly subsided, and there was a sense of frustration all over his body: "Anyway, I won't choose any of them, and you are not allowed to make decisions for me. If you say something, you will pour it out." Shui, these people are all so ugly, I don't like it, you can figure it out!"

After finishing speaking, Jing Wenhao glared at Xia Qing and Xia Liu before he flung his sleeves and left, and the door was also slammed shut by him.

Chapter 59 The prince blames himself, the princess cooks

In the depths of the emerald green bamboo forest on the back hill of the Wangfu, Jing Wenhao's eyes were sharp, his movements were smooth, and his whole body was full of aura. His clothes were fluttering, his hair was messy, and a big knife in his hand was violently blown by martial arts, and the surrounding bamboo leaves were flying. , The birds were also frightened and flew up from the forest, fleeing to the distance.

When he stopped his movements, only the green bamboo lying on the ground remained where he was standing, and several holes were smashed on the ground. The tragic scene was somewhat desolate and lonely.

Jing Wenhao turned the broadsword in his hand a few times, held the pestle on the ground, swept his sharp eyes to the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Lingfeng, Baiyu."

A gust of breeze blew in the distance, and two tall figures floated down from the bamboo forest in the distance. Lingfeng and Baiyu appeared in front of Jing Wenhao at the same time, knelt down on one knee, and shouted to Jing Wenhao at the same time: "My subordinate exist."

Jing Wenhao raised the knife and pointed at the two of them, and ordered: "Get up and fight this king, you two go up together."

Lingfeng and Baiyu looked at each other secretly, and Baiyu said: "My lord, there may be something wrong with this matter." Not to mention that the lord's current martial arts skills are not as good as theirs, but only in terms of status and status, the lord's request is not too high Appropriate, if it hurts the prince, it may be even more inappropriate.

Jing Wenhao reiterated again: "I say it again, get up and fight me." As he spoke, before they could react, he raised his knife and attacked the two of them.

Lingfeng and Baiyu could only dodge passively to the side, holding the saber in their hand, but they never drew it out of its sheath, nor did they have any intention of fighting back.

Jing Wenhao saw that they didn't fight back, but just dodged blindly, and his heart became more and more angry. Not only Fu Lang didn't believe his words, but even the two guards didn't take him seriously. With an increasingly compelling aura.

"Pull out your knives and fight with this king."

The two were stunned for a moment by the anger on Jing Wenhao's body. They couldn't dodge in time, and a gash was cut on their bodies. In desperation, they had no choice but to draw out their knives and go up to them, but they still didn't use their best. Only [-]% to [-]% were used.

As the two counterattacked, the pressure on Jing Wenhao finally became more obvious, but he became more excited and excited, and all the cells in his body were breathing freely. With some strength, it seems that one's hands are restrained, and one nerve is always tense.

The three of them came and went, fighting in full swing, the result can be imagined, Jing Wenhao was sweating from the beating, but was neatly dressed, Lingfeng and Baiyu were in a mess.

Jing Wenhao threw the knife on the ground, and lay down on the ground exhausted, his chest heaved violently, panting heavily.

Lingfeng and Baiyu knelt beside him and said in unison: "My subordinates forgive me, please punish me."

Jing Wenhao shook his hands twice, and said, "Okay, isn't it just a gesture? Is there any forgiveness?" He put his hands on his head and asked instead: "Do you think the princess is living now? This king's anger?" After such a fight, Jing Wenhao found that his mood has improved a lot.

When he rushed out of the study angrily just now, he actually regretted it, but he really couldn't save his face and went back to apologize.Don't say anything else, just say that he had already made his words so clear at that time, Fu Lang still let him take a concubine, and he didn't understand his heart at all, which was enough to make him angry.Sometimes he wondered if Husband didn't have any feelings for him at all, or why didn't he get angry and jealous because of taking a concubine, and kept persuading him to take it quickly?

Lingfeng and Baiyu looked at each other the same way, Lingfeng still didn't want to speak, so Baiyu scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "I don't think the princess will be angry with the prince."

Jing Wenhao squinted at him, curled his lips, and asked, "Really? I'm still angry if he's not angry. I've made it so clear that I'll only have him in this life. He's fine, concubine mother." He did whatever he was asked to do, he never thought about what I wanted, and he forced me to take a concubine if I didn't want to. Bai Yu, tell me, does the princess not like me at all?" Thinking of Fu Lang He didn't like him at all, and he felt that his whole life had become extremely dark.

Bai Yu took a peek at Jing Wenhao, and continued, "To tell you the truth, my subordinates feel that... Her Royal Highness still has you in her heart."

Jing Wenhao immediately sat up, put one hand on his knee, his eyes lit up slightly, and asked, "Oh? How do you say that?"

Bai Yu replied smoothly: "From my subordinate's point of view, the princess is usually happy and angry, and she always keeps her thoughts in her heart. This subordinate feels that even though the princess says she wants you to take a concubine, she might be right in her heart." I'm jealous, if it wasn't for the imperial concubine's order, the concubine would never say these words, and as a prince, even if you don't want to, the sage and the imperial concubine will not agree."

After saying the last sentence, Bai Yu carefully looked at Jing Wenhao's face, hoping that the prince would not be offended by his outrageous words.

Jing Wenhao was not angry. After thinking for a while, he felt that Bai Yu's words were absolutely right. He thought that Fu Lang would follow him in everything and take care of the whole palace properly, but he did not pay for it. The concubine made him angry, he was too self-willed and too impatient.

He shouldn't conclude that Fulang doesn't like him because he doesn't know anything, after all, Fulang just said those words according to his concubine's instructions. Slipping away without saying a word, Fu Lang must be in a worse mood.

No, he hasn't been out for a short time, Fu Lang has been angry for so long, don't get angry, he has to go back to comfort Fu Lang immediately, um, yes, that's it.

Saying that, Jing Wenhao jumped up and flew down the mountain without saying a word.

When Lingfeng and Baiyu came to their senses, they only saw the back of their lord, and immediately used their lightness kung fu to catch up.

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Before Su Nuo could react, he saw Jing Wenhao running out of the study room and disappearing without a trace. He stared at the closed door for a while, then turned around and scanned the portraits in the room, and rubbed the portraits with his fingers. Rubbing between his brows, he sighed softly, waved his hand and told Xia Qing and others, "Put away all these portraits!"

Forget it, since Jing Wenhao didn't want to, let's put this matter aside for now. It just so happened that he didn't want the prince to think about it so early. Soldiers came to cover up the water and soil, and there was always a solution.

Xia Qing and the others took orders and asked the rest of the staff to roll up the portraits and put them away.

Su Nuo went out, and asked the two guards beside him, "Do you know which direction the prince went when he came out just now?"

One of the guards replied: "Go back to the princess, the prince is heading towards the bamboo forest."

Su Nuo nodded slightly, thinking that Jing Wenhao must have gone to the back mountain to practice martial arts, and there were two Lingfeng people around him to protect him, so he didn't send anyone to look for him.

He thought about what he said just now, and some of it was really inappropriate. Although some of Jing Wenhao's thoughts were indeed a little naive, he shouldn't contradict Jing Wenhao with such a tone, after all, he said it for himself Say the kind of non-concubine words.

Su Nuo then thought that it was time for dinner, the prince might not come back for a while, so he simply didn't eat, and it's better to have dinner together when the prince comes back.

Thinking about it, Su Nuo turned around and walked to the kitchen, thinking that he hadn't cooked for a long time, so he should show his skills, so that Jing Wenhao could taste the dishes he cooked, and he didn't know if his cooking skills were rusty.

When Su Nuo arrived in the big kitchen, he saw that the servants were busily busy. There were all kinds of delicacies placed on the clean and beautiful long table, and there was still a little bit of steam. It must be the dinner that was just prepared.

Everyone was busy with their heads down, and they didn't realize that their princess had actually entered the kitchen. Fortunately, there was a little girl doing chores who was about to go out with a basin of water. He stopped, looked up, and happened to see Su Nuo's face. He was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately stood beside him and knelt down to salute, and shouted: "Slave... I have seen the king Her Royal Highness."

The rest of the busy people in the kitchen turned their heads to look at this side, and when they saw that it was the princess, they also planned to put down their work and knelt down to salute.

Su Nuo hurriedly stopped him and said: "You don't need to salute, just do what you have to do." Then he lowered his head and said to the kneeling little girl: "You get up first, if you have something to do, go to it."

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness." The little girl was holding a basin of water, her face was flushed red, she stood up clumsily, lowered her head, hurriedly exited the door, and then hurriedly walked away in a panic, as if someone It's like a ghost chasing after him.

As Su Nuo entered the door, he looked at the layout of the kitchen. Suddenly, a thick-waisted and fat-buttocked cook walked by. With a flattering smile, she wiped her hands on her body, nodded and bowed to him, "I don't know if Her Royal Highness personally What orders do you have for coming here? The dinner for you and the prince has just been prepared, and you are waiting for the maids to come to the kitchen to serve it. If the concubine wants to prepare some meals for the younger ones, just let the servants come and give instructions. Why do you have to do it yourself? Go for a run."

Xia Qing was beside Su Nuo, seeing this person getting closer and closer to her princess, she immediately stood in front of her princess, and scolded the befriending cook, "Bold! Your highness is honorable, how can you just approach him casually?" body."

Only then did the cook realize that her actions had offended the noble concubine, and immediately knelt down to plead guilty.

"Nothing, you can get up first!" Su Nuo frowned slightly, spared her fat body, and walked towards the stove.

Seeing that the concubine didn't blame herself, the cook finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly got up, but she didn't dare to move closer to him again.

There are more than a dozen people in the kitchen now, some are in charge of lighting the fire, some are in charge of washing and chopping vegetables, and some are in charge of cooking. Because the dinner is ready, these people are free.

Su Nuo inspected the various vegetables and meat in the kitchen, thinking about what to do.

Su Nuo asked the rest of the people to put the prepared dinner in one of the pots to keep warm. After thinking about the dishes he was going to cook, he waved his hand and let the rest of the people leave the kitchen, leaving only Xia Qing and Xia Liu and the others helped him.

Jing Wenhao flew down the back mountain and came all the way to the study room. He saw that there were still many portraits in the room just now, but now he didn't see any of them. He searched around the room and went straight to the bookshelf. He happened to see those portraits. The portraits were rolled up and placed neatly.

He calmly ordered Lingfeng and Lingfeng behind him: "You two take these

The author has something to say: the portraits are all taken and burned, and the king will take care of everything, so there is no need to worry about anything. "

After giving the order, Jing Wenhao went out to find Su Nuo.

He found several servants to inquire, and only then did he know that Fu Lang had gone in the direction of the kitchen, so he flew towards the kitchen in a happy mood.

But Lingfeng and Baiyu stood in the study for a long time in a daze, finally gritted their teeth and decided to burn all those portraits according to the prince's order.

Chapter 60 Warmth, Nightmare Raid

When Jing Wenhao arrived at the kitchen, Su Nuo had already prepared the dishes. Considering that it was dinner, he only made two dishes, and they were relatively light.

Su Nuo thought that Jing Wenhao should be back soon, so he ordered his servants to bring all the dishes from the kitchen to the dining room. After leaving the kitchen, he looked up and saw Jing Wenhao walking towards this side, so he went up to meet him and asked : "Why is the prince here?"

The first time Jing Wenhao saw Su Nuo, he immediately stopped and stood with his hands behind his back, but his eyes flicked around, never looking at Su Nuo, then raised his chin and said, "Just walking casually, why is Fulang here?" here?"

Su Nuo replied: "I just made two home-cooked dishes. I wonder if the lord would appreciate it? Go to dinner with me?" He saw Jing Wenhao's expression and knew that he was awkward now, and the reason for coming here was probably It was also to find himself, but he didn't intend to expose it, so he simply followed Jing Wenhao's words.

Jing Wenhao was overjoyed to death. He didn't expect that his husband knew that he was in a bad mood, so he specially cooked for himself. It was so virtuous, but he said arrogantly: "Since the concubine is kindly inviting you , then the king will be disrespectful." Said as if it was so embarrassing for Su Nuo to invite him to have dinner together, and his face also showed a lack of interest.

Seeing him like this, Su Nuo finally couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth when he heard the word 'Aifei' again.

Su Nuo nodded, and the two walked towards the dining room without saying a word. Jing Wenhao walked beside Su Nuo, keeping his eyes fixed on him, but he kept glancing at him from the corner of his eye. I walked too fast, so I slowed down a little to match Su Nuo's speed.

Su Nuohe didn't notice Jing Wenhao's gaze, and just thought that he might be embarrassed, so he pretended not to know, but after several times, his scalp was numb, so he couldn't continue pretending, so he asked casually: " What do you want to tell me, my lord?"

"No." Jing Wenhao immediately withdrew his gaze, hesitated for a moment, then suddenly looked up at the sky, and said, "I just think the weather is good today." In fact, he didn't want to say that at first, but he just wanted to apologize to Fu Lang , but couldn't say anything.

Thinking of him as a prince, he immediately apologized to Fu Lang after he got angry just now, and he didn't feel ashamed to say it. Besides, he felt that he had done nothing wrong except that he shouldn't get angry with Fu Lang. Think about how to speak.

Su Nuo also looked at the sky. The sky was like a black curtain, with stars twinkling. The moon had risen above his head and cast a soft light. He was immediately infected by such a bright starry sky, and agreed: "Well, the weather It's not bad."

Jing Wenhao looked at Su Nuo standing with his hands behind his back, his white and flawless face seemed much softer under the cover of the moonlight, his beautiful dark eyes were dazzling, his black and smooth hair seemed to be a little bit soft in the dark night. The bewitching color makes him unable to put it down.

He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Feeling the louder and faster heartbeat coming from his chest, Jing Wenhao finally couldn't help holding Su Nuo's hand.

Su Nuo suddenly woke up from the hazy moonlight, turned to look at him, with a bit of doubt in his eyes, why did Jing Wenhao take the initiative to hold his hand now that he was still unwilling to talk to him just now? Come?

Unexpectedly, Jing Wenhao coughed twice, and said: "It's dark, I'm worried that you won't be able to see the way." It's not that he wants to get close to Fu Lang.

Hearing this, Su Nuo looked up at the bright moonlight again, then looked at the two lanterns in Xia Qing and Xia Liu's hands next to him, a smile flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything to refute, just nodded Said: "Thank you, my lord, for your concern."

Jing Wenhao continued to drag Su Nuo along, but he stopped talking along the way, and the two of them were surrounded by a peaceful atmosphere, full of warmth. When they reached the entrance of the dining room, Jing Wenhao stopped, and said with flickering eyes: "sorry."

"Huh?" Su Nuo turned to look at him, obviously not understanding what he was apologizing for.

Jing Wenhao rubbed his nose, finally looked at Su Nuo with extremely serious eyes, and explained: "I mean... I shouldn't be angry at Fu Lang just now."

"Ah."

"I promise, I will never get angry at you again."

"Ah."

"Then Fulang, were you angry with me just now?"

"No." Su Nuo shook his head slightly.

"Then let's not discuss taking concubines in the future, shall we?"

"it is good."

Hearing what Fu Lang said, Jing Wenhao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his deep and bright black eyes revived. He smiled at Su Nuo, and then pulled him into the door.

Su Nuo turned his head to look at Jing Wenhao, and smiled inwardly, he didn't expect him to be quite cute when he was making trouble.

When he was in the Su family, he thought about many possibilities. He thought that as soon as Jing Wenhao married him, he would immediately forget about him, and he didn't know until he entered the palace. In fact, Jing Wenhao was like a Although the young child usually likes to cause trouble, he has treated him better and better in the past few months. Basically, he will listen to everything he says, and his temper is much more restrained than before. Gradually get serious, if you keep going like this, maybe you will be able to do something big in the future, not just a dandy prince.

He often thought that maybe it would be a good choice to spend his whole life like Jing Wenhao's. Marrying into the palace might even be the best decision he ever made in his life.

The two sat at the table, Jing Wenhao picked up the chopsticks and looked at the dozen dishes on the table, rolled his eyes, and asked, "Which dishes did Fu Lang cook?"

Su Nuo picked up the chopsticks and pointed to the table, and said, "There are only two dishes, steamed crucian carp, and corn ribs soup." Because he was worried that time would be too late, and the kitchen had prepared several dishes, he didn't cook more, nor did he I don't know if it suits Jing Wenhao's taste. After all, Jing Wenhao eats delicacies from mountains and seas every day, and what he cooks are only home-cooked dishes.

Unexpectedly, when Jing Wenhao saw him pointing to two of the dishes, he immediately moved his chopsticks. After savoring carefully, he nodded with a smile, put some fish meat into the bowl for Su Nuo, and said, "Fu Lang made it." The dishes are even more delicious than the chefs in the kitchen, and they are the most delicious dishes I have ever eaten in my life." Then he ate hungrily, and only ate those two dishes, while he kept yelling at Su Nuo. Look, seeing Su Nuo looking back at him, he immediately showed a smile.

Su Nuo also tasted it, and it tasted really good, but he was not as good as a chef who was born as a royal chef. He knew that Jing Wenhao was comforting him, so he didn't say much, and started to eat with his rice bowl, feeling Jing Wenhao's fiery eyes only felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

"Eat some other dishes!" Su Nuo took some dishes from other plates into the bowl for him.

Jing Wenhao obediently ate it together, and at the same time kept picking up his favorite dishes for Su Nuo. After finishing the bowl of rice in his hand, he asked his servants to add another bowl, and continued eating. When he ate the fourth bowl, he picked up all the two dishes, and there was only a little soup left, so he also scooped the soup into the rice bowl, soaked it in white rice, and ate it with relish.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Jing Wenhao leaned on the back of the chair, stretched out his hand and rubbed his stomach, he ate two more bowls than usual tonight, because he spent a lot of energy fighting with people all day today, returning I was already hungry when I was in the mansion. It was the first time that Fulang cooked for him. When he was in a good mood, he couldn't help but eat a little more. After eating the bowl, he felt a bit full, but he still felt sorry for Fulang. Only made two dishes, otherwise he could have another bowl.

The two sat and rested for a while, and then went for a walk in the courtyard together. Xia Qing and the others followed closely behind, so as not to disturb their time alone, but also to ensure that they could call them to serve at any time.

The two of them were walking under the moonlight. The two figures reflected on the ground were elongated, and their hands were tightly connected. Under the distant and peaceful night sky, Su Nuo felt the warm breath around him, as well as the warmth from his palms. With the heat coming, I just feel that all the years are quiet and good.

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Jing Wenhao hurried back to the mansion early in the morning. He thought that Fulang was in the study, so he opened the door anxiously and saw that there was no one inside. After thinking for a while, he planned to rush to the room to have a look. , entered the inner room, and found that Fu Lang was still lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

When he entered the door, he realized that he was so reckless that he pushed the door with a bang, but seeing that Fulang hadn't been woken up by him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately walked towards the bed with light footsteps.

Seeing Fulang lying on his side inside, he quietly lowered his head, looked at his sleeping side face with a thin layer of sweat, wiped him with his sleeve, rolled his eyes a few times, and quietly lifted the quilt Lying beside Su Nuo, wrapping his arms around his waist slowly, raised his head and kissed Su Nuo's ear, and then closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Su Nuo was still in a deep sleep and didn't react at all, because at this moment he was being imprisoned in a nightmare. He found himself standing high in the sky, and there was a sea of ​​people under his feet, surrounded by a high platform. , was stopped by layers of guards, and on the high platform were kneeling a dozen or so prisoners in a state of distress. They were tied up with thick ropes, their hair was messy, their prison clothes were stained with blood, stained with filth, and their backs were stuck with death The common people below kept throwing yellow cabbage leaves and rotten eggs on it, cursing and swearing.

Although the faces of these prisoners were all blurred, Su Nuo recognized them at a glance, because these dozen or so people were Su Yunhui, Meng Lian and others, including several concubines and three concubines from the Su residence.

Su Nuo looked at them in shock, and wanted to rush over to rescue them, but found that his body could not move no matter what. He wanted to call them, but found that he could not make a sound no matter what. He wanted to cry, but found that How can I not shed tears.

In just a moment, he watched in despair as the supervisor ordered the execution in a cold and ruthless voice. The executioners standing beside him immediately accepted the order and beheaded Su Yunhui and others without changing their expressions.

Blood spattered three feet at once, dozens of heads rolled on the ground, each hideous face was exposed in front of his eyes, there was a bang in Su Nuo's mind, as if something exploded, he only felt his eyes go black , I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't see anything, and there seemed to be only a tragic blood red in front of my eyes.

After a while, he felt that his body was gradually getting a feeling, as if being shaken by someone, he tried to open his eyes, and saw Jing Wenhao in a blur, he stared at that face for a long time, saw his mouth Zhang Zhanghehe, it took a while to hear what he was talking about.

"Fu Lang, did you have a nightmare just now? Can you hear me?"

Before Jing Wenhao fell asleep, he felt his husband's body trembling violently, and almost pushed him out of bed, and shouted something like "no" in an extremely frightened tone. He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw Fu Lang's face was already wet with sweat, his wet hair clinged to his face, his lips were pale, and his teeth almost bit his lips.

Jing Wenhao knew that he was having a nightmare, so he immediately shook his body in panic, shouting loudly in an attempt to wake him up, and after yelling for a long time, he realized that Fulang had opened his eyes and his body was no longer struggling violently. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart still felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do, because he didn't know what kind of dream Fulang had, so he couldn't comfort him, so he could only repeat a few dry words of comfort over and over again. people's words.

Although Su Nuo heard Jing Wenhao's words clearly, he kept staring at him blankly without any reaction, so Jing Wenhao could only say, "Fu Lang, don't be afraid, everything that happened just now was just a dream, please calm down first." , I'll get you a glass of water." After speaking, he lifted the quilt and wanted to get up from the bed, but Su Nuo grabbed his sleeve.

As soon as Su Nuo saw that Jing Wenhao was about to leave him, he immediately grabbed him in horror, not allowing him to leave his side for half a step. When he recovered, he realized what he had done. He calmed down the fear in his heart, Only then did he finally speak: "I don't want to drink water, you should lie down first!"

Hearing this, Jing Wenhao suddenly understood that Fulang was in a state of uncertainty, of course he should stay by his side for a moment, so he happily covered the quilt, hugged Su Nuo in his arms again, Gently patted his back, and comforted him: "Fulang, don't be afraid, those nightmares are all fake, don't treat them as real."

Su Nuo felt sad in his heart, he just wanted to sneer a few times and cry a few times, Jing Wenhao didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, although the Su Mansion in this life is still safe and prosperous, and his father is getting more and more important by the Holy Majesty, But he still didn't let go of the knot in his previous life. The Su family was ruined, and he was the culprit.

Don't look at him as a normal person, but this part of the past has been kept deep in his heart, it is an untouchable wound, as long as he moves a little, it will be riddled with holes, bloody and bloody, It will never be healed, it will never be escaped, but it is also a truth that he will never dare to face.

This life is different from the previous life. Even though he tried his best to make up for it in this life, he still couldn't repay the debt he owed.

He also wanted to put all the blame on Xing Yimu, but if he wasn't willing, how could Xing Yimu force him?

Although he wanted to take fierce revenge on Xing Yimu, even though Xing Yimu in this life and the previous life are the same person, they are different after all. Xing Yimu in this life has not had time to do anything, and he has completely settled it without any effort. No, based on what Xing Yimu did in his previous life, he would definitely not keep Xing Yimu alive.

Su Nuo lay on Jing Wenhao's chest, his eyes unfocused, immersed in his own thoughts, thinking wildly, while feeling the heartbeat in his ears and the slap on his back, the impetuousness in his heart was gradually calmed down, and the fear in his heart was also relieved. It is slowly disappearing, and everything will finally return to calm, and the scar will eventually be reburied in the depths of my heart, a place that cannot be touched.

Chapter 61 Superb Martial Arts, Advanced Archery

Su Nuo fell into a drowsy sleep again, and did not dream again. After waking up, he finally felt much better, only feeling a little tired.

The first scene he saw when he opened his eyes was a handsome face enlarged in front of his eyes, the pores on it could be clearly seen, and the resolute face made him slightly dazzled, before he could react in his mind, he stretched out his hand to Jing Wenhao On his face, he carefully traced the outline of the face.

The first time Su Nuo woke up, Jing Wenhao, who was lying beside him, woke up immediately, but he didn't move casually, but continued to pretend to be asleep, feeling that Su Nuo was stroking his face, his heart ached. Xia was really happy, so he calmly let him "do something wrong" on his face.

Feeling the slight touch on his face, Jing Wenhao felt his whole face was itchy, so after a while, he finally couldn't help but opened his eyes, rubbed his face against Su Nuo's hand, and smiled Authentic: "Fu Lang made Wei Fu's face itchy."

Su Nuo withdrew his hands, pretended not to hear Jing Wenhao's words, looked at the sky outside, pushed him, and said expressionlessly, "It's time to get up."

Jing Wenhao leaned over and kissed him before turning over and getting up.

Su Nuo frowned slightly, and slowly stood up from the bed, but his feet were weak, and he almost fell to his knees. Fortunately, Jing Wenhao reached out and caught him in his arms, preventing the tragedy from happening.

Jing Wenhao stared at Su Nuo with burning eyes, and his eyes became deeper and deeper: "It's all because of my husband Meng Lang last night. Fulang should lie down on the bed again!"

Su Nuo turned his head and rejected his proposal: "No, you put me down first."

It stands to reason that Su Nuo shouldn't be so weak, but because of a nightmare just now, he was a little frightened, and Jing Wenhao didn't control himself much last night, and he had a little weakness in his hands and feet before he had time to eat breakfast, but it's normal but.

Jing Wenhao and Su Nuo looked at each other for a while, but were still defeated by his serious eyes, gently put him on the ground, but still half supported him and walked out the door: "I'll help you, Is Fu Lang satisfied now?"

Su Nuo nodded slightly, tried his best to ignore the hot ears, pretended to be nonchalant, walked out calmly, and calmly accepted Xia Qing and others' scrutiny.

The two of them washed up under the service of servants. Jing Wenhao thought about Fulang's poor condition today and had nightmares. He didn't dare to let Fulang be alone. Ask Bai Yu to inform Song Hong, saying that he will not learn archery today, and instead he will help Su Nuo to have breakfast, and then they will go into the study together, and then start reading together.

Su Nuo was reclining on the soft couch, reading a medical book with great interest in his hand, while Jing Wenhao was beside him, reading a book on the art of war. Concentrate, sometimes frowning, sometimes with bright eyes.

Su Nuo looked at Jing Wenhao's side face, slightly lost in thought, thinking that this man has changed significantly compared to when he first met, not only his facial features are much tougher than before, but his detached personality has also restrained and changed. Got a lot more stable.

Jing Wenhao noticed his gaze, raised the corners of his mouth, and asked with a smile: "Why is Fu Lang looking at me like this?" Could it be that he is more handsome than before?I didn't expect that I was so attractive that Fu Lang would look at him in a daze, Jing Wenhao thought narcissistically.

However, when Su Nuo heard this, he shook his head slightly, scanned around the study, his eyes fell on a certain shelf of the bookshelf, and asked casually, "Where are those portraits?" Although Jing Wenhao didn't want to look at those The portrait, but he still asked Xia Qing to put it away on the bookshelf, but Jing Wenhao must have taken it away, so he didn't know whether to throw it away or burn it.

"Well... I let Lingfeng and the others burn it, and it must have turned into a pile of ashes by now." Jing Wenhao said as a matter of course, with a smile on his face, as if he had done something big Good thing, and then said another thing: "But it's not important, just now I went to find my father in the morning, and told him about it, he promised that as long as I don't cause trouble again, he won't He ordered me to accept a concubine or side concubine, Fulang is not happy to hear the news?"

In fact, Jing Wuhen's original words were that as long as he didn't get into trouble these few months, he would not force him to choose a concubine, nor would he order to force those women into him, but Jing Wuhen didn't promise for a year He will not be forced to take concubines after the period is over, but Jing Wenhao automatically ignores this issue. He believes that as long as he is determined, even if his father orders him to bring those women into the mansion, he will never If he yields, he is determined to be a good husband who will be faithful to his husband.

"Oh." Su Nuo nodded. Although he was calm on the surface, he didn't really believe that the Holy One agreed to Jing Wenhao's not taking a concubine so easily, and the request was so simple.

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In the summer of the following year, it was the hottest time. The scorching sun was scorching the earth, making everything listless. However, on the training ground of Xiaoyao Wangfu, there was a white figure with a quiver on his back, riding a horse. The black horse kept running in the arena, holding a big bow in his hand, with an arrow on the string, staring sharply at the target in the distance, and constantly adjusting the direction of the arrow in his hand.

Suddenly, with a whoosh, the sharp arrow with the iron head shot towards the distance, but in less than a blink of an eye, the sharp arrow directly shot into the bull's-eye, but it went unabated, passing through the bull's-eye. Through it, the arrow pierced out from behind the bull's-eye.

Jing Wenhao looked at the arrow that missed the bull's-eye, nodded and smiled with satisfaction, and continued to draw an arrow from his back, his expression immediately became solemn, and then shot it out, still hitting the bull's-eye, and breaking the previous arrow.

When he shoots arrows, he usually injects his inner strength, otherwise, it would not have such an effect.

He changed his posture on the horseback and was about to shoot again. Before the arrow could be fired, a man with a long spear stabbed at him. He dodged quickly, trying to stay away from his attacker on horseback. Unexpectedly, the man chased after him.

The person who attacked Jing Wenhao was Song Hong, also riding a tall black horse, attacking Jing Wenhao one after another.