His hands wrapped around Feng Wu's slender waist, and a pair of big palms slowly moved up, sucking on her neck. A red mark appeared instantly, and his voice was rustling: "Madam, don't sleep for a while."
Feng Wu pinched his waist, but didn't do anything harsh at all: "It feels like this now."
Still thinking about his injury: "Get up, I'll take a look."
Qin Yichuan had actually woken up before, just to spend some time with his wife. Now that he was awake, what else could he do?
Feng Wu finished washing and took out a bunch of locked things from the dowry and fiddled with them: "Fu Ling, have you got the key? I remember my father said that these things can save lives in critical moments. Please help me get the key."
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Feng Wu, who buried his head in, didn't notice that Poria was gone and who was standing not far in front of her.
Qin Yichuan was still admiring his wife's devotion to him, but now he accidentally said the key word, daddy.
There was a slight wave of emotion in his dark eyes, but he just went through it in his heart.
"Prince?" Fu Ling's voice sounded.
Feng Wu then raised his head and frowned: "Didn't I tell you to wait for me over there? What are you doing running around?"
"Seeing my wife working so hard and not being able to do anything for her husband makes me feel bad." She told lies with her eyes open.
"Get lost." Feng Wu didn't bother to talk to him, and then looked at him: "Go over there and drag yourself out of the washboard."
Taking the key, Feng Wu opened it, and a strong medicinal fragrance hit his nostrils.
A smile appeared on Feng Wu's face: "These are enough."
When Qin Yichuan looked at those medicinal materials, his eyes were shocked. These are all unique treasures that are worth fighting for on the market.
"Madam, I have basically collected all the medicinal materials you asked me to pay attention to. They are in Jing Study Room. Do you need them?" Qin Yichuan felt that he had been ignored and wanted to find some sense of presence.
"Leave it for now, we won't need it for the time being." Feng Wu's eyes never left those medicinal materials, and the joy in his eyes was expressive.
Qin Yichuan looked at these medicinal materials with sad eyes. His wife had never looked at him with such enthusiasm.
"Okay, that's it. By the way, did Tianquan get it?" Feng Wu each grabbed some and covered them again.
Fu Ling nodded: "I've got it back."
"I can't control you now, so I won't deal with your affairs. If I suddenly give you an imperial decree telling you to leave tomorrow, I won't be in a hurry." Feng Wu felt that she was really a good wife.
Her husband has a secret, but she kindly makes room for him.
"Madam, I just don't want to see my husband." Qin Yichuan's tone was particularly sad.
Feng Wu raised the medicinal materials in his hand: "Who am I doing these for? These medicinal materials that even a rich man can't buy are made for you as if they are free. Do you know how many people have to die or be injured in order to get these medicinal materials?"
As if Qin Yichuan was making trouble unreasonably, Feng Wu walked away angrily holding the medicinal materials, leaving Qin Yichuan with an angry back.
Fuling looked at the two of them and sighed. She looked at Qin Yichuan and said, "Your Majesty, you want to divert attention for the first time, it's a bit too much."
Qin Yichuan paused in thought, frowned, thinking about what Fuling had just said, and felt a little discouraged: "Madam."
In the blink of an eye, a person suddenly appeared behind him. Qin Yichuan was not surprised. He lowered his eyelids, and a bit of cold air came out of his body. He was completely different from before.
"Master, this is a letter from the Imperial Master." He took out a snow-white feather and handed it to Qin Yichuan with both hands.