In the morning, Zhang Fan, who had not opened his eyes, heard the sound of cicadas screaming outside the window, and his body that had regained consciousness also felt the heat in the air, and began to be clear-eyed, and gradually he could feel the fragrant but not greasy taste from the smell in his nose, which made him feel very comfortable.

Slowly opened his eyes, the blurred vision was gradually refocused, Zhang Fan found himself lying on a bed, looked around, there was some festive taste in the red, and immediately thought of it, yesterday was the day he married Luo Ling'er, thinking of this, Zhang Fan was a little surprised, and quickly wanted to sit up, but as soon as he was halfway through his body, Zhang Fan suddenly felt sore and weak again, and lay down on the bed again.

"It seems that I was drunk high last night, what happened later, why can't I remember it at all," Zhang Fan couldn't help but think so in his heart, saying that the wine yesterday was really good, Zhang Fan remembered that he had drunk a lot when he was still conscious, and after getting drunk, how much he drank, Zhang Fan didn't have a clue at all, but one thing he was sure of was that he must be drunk, very drunk, but at this time Zhang Fan didn't have a headache at all, but his limbs were a little sore. It's just that the mouth is dry and weak, thanks to his uncle Zhang Yufang, who bought all the good wine, if it was a little worse wine, Zhang Fan would probably have a bad headache now.

Slowly shaking his head and sobering up, Zhang Fan began to look around, as if he wanted to find someone, now he regrets it very much, regrets that he shouldn't drink so much, he made himself groggy, and he didn't have any consciousness last night.

Lifting the thin quilt on his body, Zhang Fan found that he was not wearing yesterday's clothes, obviously someone helped him change them, and that person, Zhang Fan's first thought was Luo Ling'er, it seems that Luo Ling'er was quite hard last night, sitting alone in the room and waiting for most of the day, only then did he finally look forward to Zhang Fan, who knew that Zhang Fan was already drunk and groggy at that time.

Zhang Fan doesn't need to be told by others, he can imagine what it was like last night in his mind, it must be Luo Linger who helped him clean and change clothes, think about it, Luo Linger must have been very disappointed last night, a good day, but he waited alone in the room all day, and finally waited until Zhang Fan came back, but he was the most unconscious ghost, not to mention spending a good night with him, and he couldn't even say a few intimate words.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's heart was full of apologies for Luo Linger, and now he was looking for Luo Linger's figure all over the house, wanting to say "sorry" to her.

Slightly supporting his body with his soft arms, leaning himself on the edge of the bed, Zhang Fan began to look for it in the room, but with this glance, he saw that the figure of the person he was ashamed of was sitting in front of the window, holding his chin with both hands, facing out of the window and not knowing what he was looking at, although he was only looking from behind, Zhang Fan could still feel that there seemed to be something wrong with Luo Ling'er in front of him.

"Ling, cough cough ......" Zhang Fan wanted to call her, but because his throat was very dry, he coughed as soon as he said a word.

The sound here immediately woke up Luo Ling'er, she wiped her hand on her face a few times and quickly turned around, seeing Zhang Fan sitting up, Luo Ling'er immediately showed a happy expression, walking in broken steps, neither elegant, nor slow.

Seeing Luo Ling'er's happy face as she gradually approached, Zhang Fan's heart felt even more sorry, yes, no matter what time Luo Ling'er was, she always put others first, she herself was always the last, the situation was stronger than people before, and she was forced to do so; Now that she is with her beloved, she is still like this, which really makes Zhang Fan feel a little heartbroken, plus she did fail Luo Linger last night, Zhang Fan's apologies for her rose by three points.

"Xianggong, you've woken up," Luo Ling'er said, her voice was full of happiness, "Xianggong drank too much wine last night, and now his throat must be uncomfortable, hurry up and drink a cup of tea to moisten his throat," As he spoke, Luo Ling'er brought a cup of tea on the table next to him that seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and it was still hot in front of Zhang Fan.

Although it is summer, but at this time, warm tea is the best drink, which can not only moisten the throat, but also reduce the heat, and even for people like Zhang Fan who have just gotten up, it also plays a sober role.

When a cup of tea was entered, Zhang Fan immediately felt the difference, his spirit was better, and his mouth was not so dry.

"Ling'er ......" Zhang Fan spoke again, only this time, the words were said smoothly, but he stopped again, Zhang Fan really didn't know what to say, just like that, he said very sorry in his mouth, Luo Ling'er would definitely say something like nothing, and then leave Zhang Fan a smile, but what is the use of this, Zhang Fan knows that even if Luo Ling'er behaves indifferently, or if she says sorry, she will definitely be a little unwilling in her heart.

Luo Linger stopped after hearing Zhang Fan say his name, and was looking at Zhang Fan with those wonderful eyes, waiting for him to continue, but he didn't hear any sound for a long time.

As soon as her mind moved, Luo Linger understood what Zhang Fan wanted to say, but she didn't want this, especially Zhang Fan brought so much to herself, Luo Linger just wanted to repay Zhang Fan, it was enough to make Zhang Fan feel happy and satisfied, as for herself, she didn't need those, maybe she used to, but now she won't, because she has already got what she wants most in her heart, if she asks for more, it is greed, and Luo Linger is not a greedy person.

Avoiding Zhang Fan's gaze, Luo Ling'er picked up a handkerchief from the basin that had already been prepared on the side and wrung it out, and said to Zhang Fan: "Xianggong, let the concubine serve Xianggong and freshen up," After speaking, she didn't move, just looked at Zhang Fan, as if waiting for something.

Zhang Fan was a little stunned by her reaction, and he didn't know what to do, he just nodded indifferently according to his body's reaction.

Luo Ling'er, who waited until Zhang Fan's approval, picked up the handkerchief in his hand and put it on Zhang Fan's face, and gently wiped it for him.

Feeling the gentleness and seriousness, Zhang Fan didn't feel any comfort in his heart, but blamed himself even more, looked at Luo Ling'er with his eyes, and Zhang Fan, who was about to say something, suddenly found that Luo Linger's eyes were red.

"Ling'er, you're crying," Zhang Fan said, although his voice was not loud, but he could hear the affirmations and questions inside.

"Oh, no...... It's nothing......" Listening to Zhang Fan's words, Luo Ling'er seemed very flustered, and quickly wanted to retract her hand, "This ...... This water ...... The concubine went to change a basin of water so that she could freshen up her husband......"

Zhang Fan could just let her go, although his arm was still sore, he still quickly grabbed Luo Ling'er's hand that was about to be retracted, and at the same time interrupted her lame lie.

Feeling the green jade fingers in his hand and the delicate skin, Zhang Fan was slightly distracted, shook his head, put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Zhang Fan continued to ask: "Ling'er, don't interrupt me, you are crying, tell me, why are you crying, is someone bullying you," After asking this sentence, Zhang Fan felt that his words were a little too stupid, and now, Luo Ling'er has Zhang Fan to protect her, who can bully her.

Sure enough, Luo Ling'er just shook her head, but the way she pursed her mouth made it clear that she didn't want to say it.

Zhang Fan looked at it but felt more and more anxious, and the voice of inquiry was remembered again, and it was more eager than last time.

"Xianggong, don't ask," Luo Ling'er closed her eyes and shook her head, but she was still reluctant to say the reason.

And Zhang Fan is the same, he won't let go if he doesn't get an answer.

In the end, tears once again flowed from the corners of Luo Linger's closed eyes.

"What's wrong Ling'er, why are you crying again," Zhang Fan asked with great concern.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Luo Linger seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and threw herself into Zhang Fan's arms and cried, although she didn't make any sound, but Zhang Fan knew that Luo Linger was crying very much, because he could already feel Luo Linger's tears.

Holding Luo Ling'er's trembling shoulders in his arms with both hands, Zhang Fan gently helped her up, looked into her eyes, and asked with concern: "Ling'er, tell me quickly, what's wrong?"

"Concubine...... Concubine, nothing, just ......" Luo Ling'er sobbed and said intermittently, "...... The concubine body is just ...... Just so happy,"

"Happy," Zhang Fan heard her say this, but he was confused, crying with joy He hadn't heard or seen it, but if Luo Ling'er wanted to react quickly, when he said that he wanted to marry her in Liu Shan's mansion, he should have shown it, and Luo Ling'er was indeed in tears at that time, but now, what is going on now, Zhang Fan has no clue at all.

"Ling'er don't cry," Zhang Fan didn't persecute anything anymore, just gently hugged Luo Ling'er in his arms, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his right hand.

Luo Linger also seemed to like this feeling very much, leaning tightly in Zhang Fan's arms, and did not speak, what was she feeling, gradually, Zhang Fan felt that her shoulders were no longer trembling, and he could even feel that Luo Ling'er in his arms calmed down in his heart.

With his chin resting on Luo Ling'er's fragrant shoulder, his nose smelling the fragrance that intoxicated him, Zhang Fan tore her hair with his cheek, and asked gently: "Tell me, Ling'er, what's wrong, don't worry, Xianggong won't blame you,"

Hearing Zhang Fan's question again, this time Luo Linger did not escape, the short pause seemed to make her understand something, and said softly: "The concubine is happy because of the concubine, thank you for forgiving the concubine,"

"Forgive," Zhang Fan was a little surprised when he heard this, but at this moment, he also thought about whether what he had done to Ling'er would be known to her, but in a blink of an eye, he gave up this idea, and he felt that Luo Ling'er would never know about that matter.

"The prime minister was drunk at the latest, and he told the concubine everything," Luo Ling'er said.

Hearing her words, Zhang Fan was completely stunned,