The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

The beloved woman is less than a foot away from the front. Long Jiu has an impulse to tell her that Feng Jiu is the red nine. But...the words are stuck in the throat, and I can’t say it.

Instead of not trusting the aunt, but not wanting to give her a burden, the aunt loves the simple and pure red nine. Now tell her so suddenly, afraid of scaring her, wait until the most appropriate time, tell her, perhaps, never tell her.

Feng Xiaoer was shocked by the burning scorpion of Long Jiu. Why did Long Nine look at himself with such a look?

With a bang, Feng Wei’s stomach sent a hungry signal to break the silence on the scene.

Feng Xiaoer’s old face was reddish, and he only had a sly smile.

"Hungry?" Long Jiu stood up and asked her.

Feng Xiaoer nodded. "I eat the least today. No wonder I can't sleep. It turned out to be hungry, huh, huh."

"Wait, I am going to eat for you," Long Jiu said naturally.

He actually does not say this king?

Feng Yuer panic, hurriedly answered: "No, don't bother Jiuye, I can just eat something on the table."

Long Jiu refused and said: "Those cold foods are not good for the stomach, you wait, very soon." Then he turned and went out.

Feng Xiaoer looked at the back of Long Jiu, and his heart was full of curiosity.

A person is bored, Feng Xiaoer sees Long Ji’s medicine box with medical books, thinks about it, or picks it up. Anyway, it is not a book that is unspeakable, and the nine kings seem to be particularly enthusiastic about treating patients, and should not blame her. Www.wuxiaspot.com~ is particularly easy to get sleepy, back against the bed, Feng Xiaoer flipped through for a little longer, sleepy climbed up, looked at his eyes and smashed, medical books on his chest, Feng Xiaoer shook his head twice and continued to open the medical book. He only watched for a while, and his eyes could not control the shackles. If the stomach was too hungry, Feng Xiaoer was afraid to sleep.

Dragon Jiu saw the scene when he came in with food. The corner of the mouth evokes a pitiful smile, gently puts the food on the stage, leans over and picks up the medical book, and covers the quilt for the phoenix.

Feng Xiaoer was awakened, slamming his eyes wide open, licking his long eyelashes and yawning, suddenly sucking in a scent between his nose, his eyes brightened and said: "Good incense..."

The corner of the eye is aiming at a large bowl of porridge on the table. It is like seeing the light of hope. There is no sleep at all. I am excited and grinning. I ask Long Jiu: "Jiu Ye, can I eat?"

Long Jiu did not answer her, but directly picked up the porridge and fed Feng Xiaoer.

Feng Yuer was flattered and quickly said, "I, I can do it myself."

Long Jiu still didn't talk, just picked up a spoon of porridge and gently blew it and handed it to Feng Yu's mouth.

The food that was sent to the mouth did not eat. The panic of the phoenix was still open to the mouth and ate the porridge.

Longjiu fry two poached eggs and steamed a dish of mushrooms to give her a porridge. Feng Xiaoer eats with gusto, and Long Jiu looks in his eyes, and his heart is happy.

"I don't think that the nine kings' cooking skills are so superb..." Feng Xiaoer took a bowl of porridge and immediately drove away the hunger. He sincerely admired.

Long Jiu still doesn't talk, but his heart is sorrowful.

"If there is meat, it is better." Feng Xiaoer is a carnivorous animal in modern times. He wears a lot of fat on the main body. The body of the Lord is originally a kind of thin and thin horse. The body of Feng Xiaoer is now just right. Not fat or thin, look comfortable, although not comparable to the choppy Cuixian, but it is also exquisite and has its own unique femininity.

"Do you like to eat meat?" Long Jiu Ji is in the heart, there are few opportunities to contact, and little is known about the woman who loves it.

Feng Xiaoer nodded and joked: "In addition to human flesh, what meat is eaten, the most loved chicken"

"You are now suffering from severe rot, not eating meat, and eating lighter." Long Jiuyi said.

Feng Xiaoer was a bit depressed and had to nod.

After drinking the porridge, Long Jiu fed Feng Xiaoer to eat the pills. "This is Anshen Pills. After eating and sleeping well, I am afraid that you can't sleep at night."

Feng Xiaoer felt moved. Long Jiu did not know how many times he saved himself. He said that the number of nine is really the lucky number of Feng Xiaoer.

"Thank you for the nine princes, I am bothering you every time you hurt." Feng Xiaoer knows that Long Ji does not like to listen to these lyrical words, but his heart is sincere thanks and has to be said.

Long Jiu still didn't say anything, but he couldn't bear to leave. He could see the sleepy look of Feng Xiao's yawning eyelashes. He couldn't bear to stay and bother her. So Long Jiu sat down on the chair in front of the table and looked at the medical book.

Feng Xiaoer squatted with sleepy eyes and asked: "Jiu Ye, don't you go to rest?"

Long Jiu stayed on the grounds of dressing change.

"In this way, Jiuye doesn't sleep any night, it's too much trouble. Is this medicine going to change tomorrow? Is it okay? Anyway, it can be ruined." Feng Yuer is really unwilling to go, and again, he is not suffocated with Longjiu alone. Also cold died. Long Jiuyin was indefinite, and Feng Xiaoer was taught early.

Long Jiu noticed the eyes of Feng Xiaoer's defense, couldn't help but chuckle, and joked on his mouth: "What? You are afraid that this king will have nothing to do with you?"

This is awkward. Feng Xiaoer’s old face is embarrassed red, and laughs again and again: “Of course not, I certainly believe that the nine princes are absolutely upright and kind, not the kind of people, just, it’s too troublesome for the nine princes.”

"This king is a medical practitioner, and he is responsible for his own patients. There is nothing trouble with it. If you sleep, the king will be left to leave." Long Jiu said and read the medical book again. It seems that he is too busy to catch up. .

Feng Xiaoer was struggling, her eyes were uncontrollable, and Anshen Pill really worked. She just wants to sleep well and stop having a nightmare.

I don't know how long it took, Long Jiu heard the sound of the bed evenly, and closed the medical book softly. When I walked over to the bed, I leaned over to cover the quilt for the phoenix, and saw the sleeping face of a sleeping person, like a The small animals are well-behaved, their eyes are closed, their eyelashes are long and curled, their mouths are slightly curved, and their cheeks are red and white. It is a pretty woman.

Long Jiu took off the mask and left a kiss on Feng's forehead.

Anshen Pills, sleep until the next day, no dreams, sleep very sweet, Longjiu is really a doctor, doctors are superb, the medicine is in hand, the last time it was hit, the board can be cured, the wound is good It’s very fast, and the crippling can be cured. Everyone thinks that Longjiu is a ghost king who disfigures disability. In fact, people are very powerful. Not only did they cure the patient, but they also cured the Queen’s poison woman.

After the small potato was fed by Feng Qier, Long Jiu came in to change her medicine. In fact, the medicine does not need to be exchanged so frequently, but only in this way can I contact the aunt.

Long Jiu changed the medicine for Feng Yuer, and asked casually: "Is it good to sleep last night?"

Feng Xiaoer nodded: "I have never slept so well, and I have more than the Anshen Pill given by the Nine Kings."

A short silence, the little potato stood next to the opening to break the silence: "Miss, tell you a good news"

Feng Xiaoer showed his little tiger teeth and smiled, and joked: "Isn't the little potato encountering the real life in life?"

The little potato was naughty and licked his mouth. Tsao Jiao replied: "It is not awkward"