The woman in his arms looked like Brother Zhuo. No matter how good-tempered he was, Fu Hong couldn't continue.
What a fire!
It's like eating Coptis chinensis: you can't express the pain.
Fu Hong pushed her away violently and strode out. He couldn't stand the feeling of eating a fly. His pride made his people flee.
Fu Hong stood alone on the balcony, his pajamas wet against his chest, and he hit the wall hard in a circle.
"Anya, bring me the antidote to the aphrodisiac."
***
Ten minutes later, Fu Hong was still standing alone on the balcony, holding a cigarette in his hand. He never smoked, but looked at the dots of firelight in the darkness, his eyes revealing his charming attitude after defeat.
"Prince, the young lady is fine."
"Well, let's go down."
Fu Hong waited for Anya to leave the room, then he squeezed the cigarette out of his hand and turned back to the bedroom.
Gently walking to the bed, looking at the crimson eyes still on her face, he stretched out his palm to touch her face, and pulled the quilt up to cover the suspicious hickey.
He sat quietly next to her, stared at her carefully for a long time, then turned off the light and left the room.
In the dead of night, Anya stood at the door, following behind the prince.
"You can go to sleep."
"Prince, are you really married? Do you want to talk to the master and his wife about this matter? After all, it is such a big deal. Are you sure that she is really the young master's biological mother?"
Fu Hong paused: "I will tell my parents personally about this matter, you go down."
Anya wanted to say something else, but in the end she had no words and disappeared quietly into the night.
Fu Hong was walking alone in the manor.
Suddenly, a low snoring sound came out in the quiet night.
Fu Hong followed the sound and saw Xiao Junjun curled up alone among the flowers, sleeping soundly.
He walked over lightly and gently picked up his son. Xiao Junjun woke up immediately. He stretched out his little arms and crawled into his father's arms. He asked curiously: "Daddy, why are you here?"
Daddy shouldn't be with Mommy...
"Why are you sleeping here at night?" Fu Hong felt a feeling of love in his heart. Many years ago, he and his son depended on each other in the bronze mirror. He used his own spiritual power to save the stillborn fetus. In addition,
Thanks to the protection of the bronze mirror, Xiaojunjun has achieved his current destiny.
"Didn't Daddy say that his son is not allowed to eavesdrop?" Xiaojunjun rolled his eyes at his daddy, and even dug into his arms: "The flowers here can help me relax. Daddy, when are you going to stop listening to me?"
Have you found the Tianlong Mirror? My son can't hold on any longer. He really wants to absorb his vitality in the mirror, otherwise his lamp will run out and he will die."
After all, he was stillborn at first, but now he looks like a seven or eight-year-old boy. In fact, he can't live without the bronze mirror. He can last for 15 days at most.
If he hadn't suddenly seen Mommy this time, he would never have run away asking for trouble.
"Soon, please bear with me longer."
Xiaojunjun pouted: "Daddy, you have to make mommy fall in love with you as soon as possible. Xiaojunjun wants to live like a normal person. Xiaojunjun likes a normal person's life."
Only when mommy falls in love with daddy can he have that day; therefore, Xiaojunjun works very hard and wants to match daddy and mommy, and wants the family of three to be happy.