"Why? Is Huaiqing unwilling? Or not?"

"Go, as long as it's what ah Chu said, I'll go!"

"Good..."

So, finally, Prince Jing lay back to the bed he missed day and night, looking sick.

Su Yunchu felt angry when he sat on the other side of the soft collapse. It was clear that the goods had deep skills and were infected with wind and cold. These things were quite different from him. If you don't deliberately suppress or use your internal power to bite back, how can you get into such a thing.

Murong yuan was lying in bed, staring at Su Yunchu, "ah Chu?"

"Lord, I found that recently, your skin has become thicker and thicker, and your ability to sell integrity and heaven has become stronger and stronger."

"My lady, I don't go to heaven for my husband. I just want to be with my lady."

Su Yunchu choked and gnashed her teeth. She went directly to the bedside. As soon as she reached into the quilt, she directly found the soft meat in someone's waist. She was merciless. She just liked simplicity and rudeness!

Murong yuan cried bitterly, "madam, you are murdering your husband!"

"My husband! My husband has been killed by a cheeky bastard than the city wall!" Su Yunchu gnashed his teeth!

Only the dark guards outside the main courtyard heard Su Yunchu's voice and stumbled one after another. The princess was indeed the prince's ancestor!

After Murong yuan was hurt, he only grinned and said, "no! For husband, this is to express his feelings with the empress, so that people know that for the father, the empress comes first, and the empress's husband can't covet."

Su Yun initially looked at him, and only one hand pasted his face. The brocade was covered all over him. "From today on, the name of Princess Jing's shrew should be as famous as the name of Prince Jing's God of war!"

In the quilt was Murong yuan's voice, "who dares to say that ah Chu is a fierce woman. The king killed him. Ah Chu is clearly a good wife and mother!"

"Lord, I cherish my reputation. I don't want to be affected by you!"

Murong yuan struggled out of the quilt and grabbed Su Yunchu's hand. "It's too late, ah Chu. You've been entangled by the king all your life!"

"Can I go back to the furnace and rebuild?" Su Yun was depressed.

Murong yuan had no sign of illness. He narrowed his eyes and directly took the man into his arms. He pecked on Su Yun's lips with a firm tone of "no!"

Su Yunchu just wanted to bite at this time. Looking at the rippling smile on someone's face and the smile raised by the corners of his mouth, he took one bite!

But someone is used to this kind of thing. Su Yun's action of biting his lips at the beginning only turned into a strong deep kiss under his extortion.

But it was just at this time that Yuzhu came in from the outside with a medicine bowl. Seeing the appearance of the two people in the room at this time, Su Yunchu looked red and didn't know what to do. Su Yunchu naturally knew that Yuzhu had come back, struggled quickly, and didn't forget to stare at Murong yuan.

Murong yuan touched his nose and whispered, "who calls ah Chu so delicious? I'm not allowed to touch him these days."

Yuzhu is a martial arts practitioner with excellent ear power. Naturally, she hears the voices of the two people. Although she has seen many intimate things such as Murong yuan and Su Yunchu, she still feels shy and only carries a medicine bowl. "Princess, the medicine is fried."

Su Yun first saw the bowl of medicine brought back by Yuzhu, and his lips raised. Regardless of the scene that Yuzhu bumped into earlier, he cleared his throat, "put it first, and I'll take care of the prince myself."

Yuzhu had to put down the bowl and retreat. When he went out, he didn't forget to close the door. They all know that Su Yunchu, who speaks in such a tone, must do something.