The people in the palace were talking and laughing, but Yu Jingfeng still stood there holding his fallen teeth.
Feng Jiuer stood up, went over to take his teacup, picked up the teapot, and filled it with tea.
She took a step and walked towards Yu Jingfeng: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if it comes loose, as long as it doesn't fall off."
Feng Jiuer handed Yu Jingfeng a cup of tea and her eyes fell on the teeth in his hand.
"I can't fix the ones that fell out. I'll give you some medicine for the rest. If you don't eat hard things during this period, they will slowly grow stronger."
"Go and rinse your mouth, I'll check you out."
Yu Jingfeng looked at Feng Jiu'er with tears in his eyes before taking the cup in her hand.
It was better for Miss Jiuer. Everyone was still laughing. Not only did Miss Jiuer not laugh at him, she also said she would treat him.
He loves Miss Jiuer to death.
Yu Jingfeng pursed his lips, rolled his eyes at those who laughed at him, turned around, and walked out.
Quickly, he washed his hands and face, rinsed his mouth, and walked back in.
Feng Jiuer did not leave, waiting for Yu Jingfeng under the candlelight.
Yu Jingfeng looked at the crowd of people slapping hot pot, made a disgusting face, looked away, and walked towards Feng Jiu'er.
"Open up."
Feng Jiuer looked at the person who came to him and moved the pliers in his hand.
Yu Jingfeng glanced at the pliers, grunted, swallowed, and opened his mouth.
Feng Jiuer raised her head, glanced at a certain man's chin, went over to get a chair, and stood on the chair.
"Raise your head again."
This time, she was better than Yu Jingfeng.
Could this guy's jaw be injured?
Yu Jingfeng blinked, raised his head, and opened his mouth again.
Feng Jiuer checked him over and got down from the chair.
"The rest is fine, but you can't use the teeth here for hard and tough things this month. Do you understand?"
"Wait a minute, I'll bring you medicine. There's no rush."
"Thank you, Miss Jiuer."
Yu Jingfeng pursed his lips and said.
"Don't you think you still have something to do?"
Feng Jiuer glanced at Yu Jingfeng, picked up the chair, and walked back.
"Xue Piao's wing is in room 2 of the east wing here. Her two roommates are still here. It's convenient for you to go there now."
“It’s very convenient.”
Leng Xuepiao’s roommates laughed together.
"Master Yu, go quickly, go quickly, coax Xue Piao well, maybe she will forgive you."
Leng Xuepiao’s second roommate also smiled happily.
There are six pharmacists who came here today, three men and three women. Three women can fit in a private room.
Yu Jingfeng was still a little aggrieved. He was so pitiful that they were still laughing.
But thinking about it, they were all Miss Jiuer's people, so he could forgive them.
Yu Jingfeng didn't say anything else, turned around and stepped out with a pair of long legs.
In this wing, the joy of hot pot continues.
In front of the wing on the other side, a tall figure stood.
Yu Jingfeng came to Room No. 2 in the east wing, stretched out his hand, and wanted to knock on the door, but he didn't dare and took his hand back.
But no matter what, he still touched others, and he couldn't be so irresponsible.
Yu Jingfeng stretched out his hand again. He was a manly man. It was no big deal if he said something to apologize.
If he doesn't even have the courage to do such a simple thing, and the prince finds out, the prince will definitely let him go back to the base to reform. He is so embarrassing.
The half-clenched fist almost touched the door, but was withdrawn again.
After he goes in, what exactly is he going to say to Miss Leng?
I didn't even think about it. What was he doing in there?
Going in and getting beaten?
If Miss Leng was willing to try to calm him down, he wouldn't have any objection, who would let him really touch her.
In other times, if he had touched her, would he have wanted to take her back to his home?
Is he really going to get married?
Yu Jingfeng frowned, stretched out his palm, and touched his aching face.
What if he marries her and she slaps him in the face again?
Is it okay to fight somewhere else?
You really can’t hit your face?
His wife also looks very gentle, why is the blow so powerful?
ah?
Is he really getting married?
From now on, you don’t need to be alone anymore, right?
Yes! When he has a wife, he will no longer have to envy the prince.
He also has a wife.
Yu Jingfeng thought this, and then thought about Leng Xuepiao, who was petite, sweet and cute, and felt warm in her heart.
Since she was his wife, he touched her in advance.
As long as he apologizes to her properly, she should agree not to slap him in the face, right?
Yu Jingfeng thought for a while and felt much happier.
The thought of his wife kept lingering in his mind, which made him push the door open and walk in without even knocking.
With a "squeak" sound, the door of the wing was opened.
Leng Xuepiao, who had just been washed and put on her underwear, walked out from behind the screen.
She never expected that someone would push the door open and come in without even knocking, and the person who came was a man, even the man who had just insulted her.
"close the door!"
Leng Xuepiao shouted in a low voice, quickly took the cloak and wrapped herself tightly.
Yu Jingfeng was also startled by the scene in front of him.
He immediately turned back and closed the door.
"Hug, hug, sorry! I didn't mean to, sorry!"
Thinking of the scene that caught his eye and the soft touch not long ago, Yu Jingfeng's face suddenly turned red to his neck.
"Feel sorry!"
He said something more, took a deep breath, and turned around.
"what you do?"
Leng Xuepiao went to bed, pulled the quilt, and wrapped herself up.
She always felt that having clothes was not enough. She had to cover her whole body to feel at ease.
"I asked you to go out and close the door, not just close the door!"
Leng Xuepiao stared at the man not far away and roared angrily.
A wing room with three beds.
The bed with the cold snow floating on it happened to be facing the door of the room.
"Feel sorry!"
Yu Jingfeng turned around immediately.
But, when his hand was about to touch the door, he thought of something very important.
Yu Jingfeng took a deep breath, stood next to the door, and turned to look at the person on the bed.
"Miss Leng, I really didn't mean to do it."
He moved forward cautiously, thinking that he must apologize humbly in order to be forgiven.
However, Mr. Yu didn't know that his legs were so long, but he took small steps, which was too insignificant.
"Miss Leng, don't be angry! Just now, and now, I didn't mean it. Please forgive me, okay?"
Leng Xuepiao hugged the quilt tightly, stared at this dirty man with wide eyes, and screamed.
"Someone is coming! Help! Someone is coming!"
"Quick! Someone is coming! Help!"
Leng Xuepiao knew that her three-legged cat kung fu would definitely be vulnerable to this man.
Even if it was just a comparison of strength, this man was almost several times bigger than her, and she couldn't compare.
"Here comes someone... uh uh..." Before Leng Xuepiao could finish shouting for the third time, Cherry's little mouth was covered by the man who was approaching quickly.
