Fu Jiuqu smiled lowly, "Where have you used all your usual cleverness?"

Xin Yi suddenly realized, "Is that called Jiu Ge?"

"Yes. Sister Eleven." Fu Jiuqu answered matter-of-factly, smiled slightly, and then put his arms around her tightly.

"This way you and I will never break up again."

Xin Yi actually never cared about the title, he could call him whatever he wanted, but seeing Fu Jiuqu's satisfied look, he hesitated for a moment, sighed secretly, and slowly hugged him back, hugging him tightly.

"Good. No life."

"Be good." What Fu Jiuqu returned to her was an even more intense hug, a pair of arms that were like pincers, wanting to melt each other...

Xin Yi's heart was beating wildly, and her mind was a little breathless. The fragrance mixed with the smell of medicine entered her nose unscrupulously, making her confused, her emotions entering her lungs, and her heart moved...

Fu Jiuqu's kiss was caught off guard.

Aggressive, attacking, impatient...

Fighting to the death.

Xin Yi's breathing was slightly unsteady.

"Brother Jiu." She couldn't help but put her arms around Fu Jiuqu's neck and responded.

In the silence, Fu Jiuqu didn't answer. Her breathing was clear and solemn, and the fine wind blew the down on her face. It was very light and warm, but it cut the skin and the heart... It was natural to lose consciousness again.

It seems like it should be like this, it should have been like this a long time ago.

Sweat just oozed out.

Gentleness and strength dance together, tossing and wreaking havoc together...

Fu Jiuqu's palm fell on her back, burning like charcoal, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.

Xin Yi was shocked to notice his excitement and scolded him in a low voice: "Prince, we have made a three-part agreement..."

"Call my name."

"Brother Ninth?"

Fu Jiuqu's eyes darkened, and his low voice was hoarse and helpless.

"Change it."

"Fu Jiuqu..."

"Yes." Fu Jiuqu slightly curved the corners of his lips, his sweaty forehead pressed against hers, and his voice was hypnotic, "Good boy, shout again."

"Fu Jiuqu."

"I'm here." Fu Jiuqu's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, with a trembling sigh, "I will call you like this from now on, and you can't call me the prince again."

"But I just like to be called Prince... I'm used to it... eh..." Xin Yi felt confused under his playful and chasing kiss, "Stop."

"Call me again."

The body was so hot that Xin Yi was about to be driven crazy.

"Fu Jiuqu, you are unreasonable..."

"Huh?" Fu Jiuqu's voice was deep: "Is this unreasonable, or is it?"

"Brother Ninth..." Xin Yi was anxious.

The Fu Jiuqu in her eyes seemed to be burning fire and endless abyss in his slightly closed black eyes.

If they take one more step forward, they will cross the thunder pool and be doomed.

Xin Yi was so nervous that he couldn't breathe easily: "Who do you think I am? Is the girl who is your roommate in Linqu Pavilion?"

The warm breath stopped in my ears.

Slow down a little, leaving only a low sigh and helplessness.

"Don't worry." There was a pair of calm eyes on Fu Jiuqu's hot face. He hugged Xin Yi tightly with an almost infatuated look, but his expression was sober and smiling, "If your ninth brother is so indifferent, how can he wait for you?

Come?"

"Bah!" Xin Yi stared at him speechlessly, "Who flirted with you?"

"Isn't it you?"

"It's obviously you..." Xin Yi looked at him angrily and pushed him over.

Fu Jiuqu hissed and frowned slightly: "I am a patient. Please be gentle."

This move had been tried and tested repeatedly. Before Xin Yi could exert the force in his hand, he had to hold it back and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

Fu Jiuqu chuckled, looked at her lovingly, and touched her head.

"If you hurry up, I will be cured of this disease."

"..." In fact, Xin Yi is very clear about Fu Jiuqu's condition. When the disease occurs, it is life-or-death. When it does not occur, it is no different from ordinary people.

This Prince of Guangling County was clearly in a good mood and was deliberately lying to her.

However, if she cared, she would be confused, so she still couldn't help but worry.

"Do you think I will believe you in the future?!"

~

It was already late at night when Xin Yi left the eldest princess's residence, and Fu Jiuqu personally put her in the carriage. The eldest princess stayed awake for half the night in Fu'an Courtyard, thinking about how ridiculous it would be for the two of them to carry each other on their backs, which made her feel angry.

, very uncomfortable.

The eldest princess originally wanted to wait for Xin Yi to come out and call her, and then take the opportunity to beat her.

As a result, her good son came with a pale face.

Fu Jiuqu didn't say anything. He lifted up the corner of his robe and knelt down in front of Zhao Yuqing with a bang.

"The son is unfilial."

The eldest princess looked at her son who walked in with his beard and tail intact, and unexpectedly thought of how he was lying on the bed hanging by a thread of life and death when he fell ill today, and her heart felt a little loose.

No matter how angry and resentful she is, she is still someone who sincerely hopes that her son will be well.

No matter how angry her is with her living son, it would be better than visiting his grave every year, right?

Zhao Yuqing was so angry that she coughed twice with a cold face.

"Prince Guangling, please get up quickly. Now that you have grown up and your wings are strong, you can do whatever you want. Why should you care about your mother's life or death?"

"Mother." Fu Jiuqu slowly raised his head and looked at the haggard eldest princess, "My son has grown up and I have never asked you for anything. Only this time, please promise me..."

The eldest princess turned cold and stared at him without saying a word.

She thought that Fu Jiuqu would plead with her and let her accept Mrs. Zhang. Unexpectedly, Fu Jiuqu banged his head and knelt on the ground and said: "My son wants to ask his mother to take care of himself."

The eldest princess was slightly surprised and snorted coldly.

"Why don't you ask me to allow you to be with that little lady Zhang?"

Fu Jiuqu pursed his lips slightly, with a smile on his face, "Whether my mother allows her or not, I will be with her. There is no need to ask for this..."

The eldest princess's expression suddenly changed.

But he heard Fu Jiuqu say again: "My son has made up his mind and will not change it. I worry about my mother alone... I worry too much and hurt my body. If my son cannot be with you forever in the future, who will take care of you?"

The eldest princess was slightly startled, "What do you mean by this?"

Fu Jiuqu was silent for a while, looked into Zhao Yuqing's eyes, and said seriously: "My son is suffering from a heart disease and has less than two years to live. Is the mother still unwilling to let her live a happy life?"

~

When Xin Yi woke up the next day, it was already dawn.

She washed, ate, and opened the business, feeling particularly comfortable.

Everyone in the drug store was watching her words and expressions, and they were all very happy for her.

"Why are you so happy, little lady?"

"Yesterday... I think I went to the county prince's mansion?"

"I came back in the middle of the night."

"It's midnight."

"..."

Everyone was talking in low voices, and everyone smiled with pink cheeks. When they saw Xin Yi, their eyes flickered, and they looked around and talked about him.

Xin Yi couldn't laugh or cry, pretending not to know, and arranged the affairs in the drug store as usual.

At noon, Aunt Li came.

She didn't come alone, she also brought her husband, the shopkeeper of Rouge Shop.

When the couple entered the door, they praised Xinyi's cream and even invited a man from the trading company to come over and sign a contract with Xinyi to cooperate in selling it.

Xin Yi happily agreed.
To be continued...