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The injuries on Lin Feiye's body have healed a little, and the scabs have slowly fallen off, revealing new pink flesh, and the green clothes are distressed to see it, with a good body of ice muscle and jade skin, they actually fell such a terrible wound.

This girl has always been short-sighted, and when she saw her young lady come back covered in blood that day, she almost didn't cry and fainted, which will make Lin Feiye begin to recuperate, and the green clothes will take care of everything in detail.

In addition, Duan Aoyang came to Zhuangzi and brought a lot of food, and the green clothes used up all eighteen kinds of martial arts with the chef's mother, all kinds of nourishing, and speeding up healing, all of which were made for Lin Feiye to eat, and the chicken soup alone was made several times in different ways. The injury didn't get better much faster, but the weight grew fast.

Lin Feiye often pinched her small waist in a circle, arguing with the green clothes!

And Duan Aoyang also lived in Zhuangzi, since he dropped the bowl and left that day, he never came to see Lin Feiye again.

Lin Feiye gritted his silver teeth several times, and every day before going to bed, he had to expel Duan Aoyang's figure from his mind, and he also suffered a lot. Almost when she thought that Duan Aoyang was just teasing herself and would not come again, he came!

this day.

Lin Feiye leaned on the bed and looked at the green clothes for fear that she would be bored, so she specially found the picture book, which was full of stories of talented and beautiful women, and Lin Feiye yawned for a long time, and was reluctant to put it down.

Just as she was drowsy, there was a knock on the door. With two gentle voices, with a restrained sense of rhythm, Lin Feiye thought that it was something to eat from the green clothes, and he was unable to raise his eyes, and replied weakly, "Come in." ”

The man pushed open the door, his steps were steady, Lin Feiye immediately realized that the person who came was not green, and when he looked up, a familiar face came into view.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Duan Aoyang, who is dressed in casual clothes, seems to be a little tired, and there are slight blue marks on the bottom of his eyes.

Junyi had a faint smile on his face, and he looked like he was in a good mood, he was there now, let Lin Feiye watch, and held a bunch of folds in his arms.

"You ......" Lin Feiye was stunned for two seconds, and then he thought that he had no trace of his overly violent gaze, and pretended to speak indifferently, "The weather is fine today, and the prince has Yaxing here!" ”

As soon as the words came out, Lin Feiye regretted it a little.

She wanted to ask him where he had been in the past few days, what he had done, how he looked so thin, and she was stuck in her throat. But today, they are not husband and wife, so why should they be so familiar with each other, they can only show it in such a clumsy and awkward way.

Thinking of this, Lin Feiye's expression was a little gloomy.

Duan Aoyang's flamboyant smile spread out on his slightly unruly face, as if the sun was shining.

Lin Feiye's complaining tone made him feel that his busy days were worth it, and since she didn't want to show it, he pretended not to hear it.

He also hit the snake with the stick, "Today's weather is really good, but it's a pity that the royal room is not as bright as Miss Lin's room, borrow your room to correct the official documents." ”

Peng Changming is a villain who tends to be inflammatory, how can he offend the regent.

The room arranged for him, sitting north and facing south, both the light and feng shui are the best in the whole Zhuangzi, how can the light be bad? Lin Feiye had already learned from the mouth of the green clothes, but it was difficult to say it for a while.

"Then the prince is at his own convenience!" Lin Feiye angrily blocked his delicate face with a notebook, but the content of the notebook did not enter a single word, and his thoughts couldn't help but drift very far.

Although the two were married in their previous lives, even if they were the most intimate relationship, they were only respectful of each other, and more often, she didn't see him for a month, and forgetting the word Qiushui was like tailor-made for her.

Feeding porridge with your own hands and treating each other softly is something that has never been done before.

Lin Feiye admires him, but who is not a woman in his back house? Holding power at a young age, and a million heroes were sent by him, such a person was born with a peerless skin, which can be called a perfect person.

It's no wonder that Lin Xue'er and Red Sleeves stared at him so badly in their previous lives.

The room fell silent again, and the two of them went about their own business. Lin Feiye looked at the book in his hand, thinking that Duan Aoyang was a few feet away from him, and the words in his hand suddenly became boring. Listening carefully, there was only the sound of paper turning on Duan Aoyang's side, as if he was concentrating on business.

Lin Feiye raised his head cautiously and watched quietly. Lin Feiye's room, although it is a little simpler, the lighting is good, there is a desk near the window, Duan Aoyang put the official document on the table, sat by the window, lowered his head and corrected the official document seriously, his expression was focused, and his eyebrows and sword eyes made people admire.

Lin Feiye looked at this scene, as if he had returned to his previous life, and there was such a scene at that time.

Duan Aoyang corrected the official document, she wanted to please him, up and down, grinding and making tea, but no matter what she did, Duan Aoyang always had a breezy look, politely and distantly thanked him.

She is also in her best years, no matter her family background or appearance, she is worthy of him, but love is like this, she admires him deeply, but she can't get into his eyes.

It's not that she doesn't know, he married her only because her father was a general who held military power in the court, not because she was Lin Feiye, if Lin Xueer was a concubine, then he would marry her into the house without even blinking an eye.

And to learn that the regent who is famous in the capital is about to become his husband, Lin Feiye is also happy, he is so good, so many women in the world admire him, how lucky is he to be his wife?

She also fantasized about the days when the two of them raised their eyebrows together, and they were affectionate and loving, but after getting married, Duan Aoyang broke her beautiful fantasy with his actions - he gave her silk and satin, gave her glory and wealth, and only blamed her for being greedy and delusional to get his heart.

So what's going on now? Things are people, and he and her are just such a sad passer-by relationship.

Secretly sighed, and his heart was full of sorrow.

Perhaps Lin Feiye's gaze was too warm, Duan Aoyang couldn't read the official document at all, and bathed in Lin Feiye's gaze wholeheartedly, and the joy in his heart inadvertently spread little by little.

Lin Feiye, do you like it to the point where you want to watch it all the time?

Rubbing his temples, he threw off the rest of his thoughts, and focused on the twists and turns of the pen, the open and secret battles above the court somehow became much more pleasing to the eye, writing and writing, Duan Aoyang couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth after all.

The afternoon sun was warm, and this kind of weather was the most suitable for a nap, but Lin Feiye finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep groggyly.

Duan Aoyang turned around, saw her sleeping face, chuckled, and continued to do what he was doing. Time passed little by little, and that's it, the years were quiet.