Chapter 2762
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Wu Wuyan's eyelashes drooped. "My Lord, I admit that I do have special feelings for him, but it is only because he is your clone. I have no other intentions."
Fan Qianshi put his hand on her shoulder. "You don't have to be afraid. I don't blame you. The reason why I said this is because I really want to help you. A girl should always have a good home. Rest assured, after I get rid of Di Fuyi, I will personally host your wedding."
Wu Wuyan lowered her head and murmured, "Thank you, my Lord."
Fan Qianshi nodded. "Yan Er, as long as you are loyal, I will always love you. I will let you have a good home. However, Long Siye does not have much feelings for you yet. You still need to find a way to get close to him and win his favor. After all, it is not sweet to force a melon to be picked. "
Wu Wuyan was silent for a long time. "Yes, I will listen to your arrangements."
She looked at the debris on the floor and subconsciously wanted to clean it up. Fan Qianshi waved his hand. "There is no need. You can leave now."
Wu Wuyan obediently left, leaving Fan Qianshi alone in the main hall. Fan Qianshi looked at the debris on the floor with a trace of pain in his eyes.
He bent down to clean up the debris bit by bit without using any spells. It seemed that he was trying to tidy up his messy mood.
One of the debris was very big. He picked it up and looked at it. It was as if he could see the woman's face through the debris. He slowly clenched the debris with his fingers. The debris pierced his palm, and blood oozed from the gap between his fingers. He closed his eyes slightly.
Xijiu, Xijiu, master.
I will make you regret treating me like that.
In the Biwu Palace.
Gu Xijiu looked at the lump of bacon on the table. It used to be big, but now it had shrunk to the size of a teacup. It looked like a dried eggplant, and there was no trace of spiritual power on it.
She looked at her hand again and wondered if she had practiced the art of sucking corpses.
"Xijiu, how do you feel?"
"Mother, how do you feel?"
Di Fuyi and Di Hao asked almost at the same time.
Gu Xijiu moved her arms and legs a little and ran her spiritual power. "There is nothing wrong with it. I feel that my spiritual power has increased a lot."
Di Fuyi pulled her over and said, "Let me see." He gently pressed his palm on her lower abdomen.
Gu Xijiu was forced to sit on his knees and was held in his arms. Di Hao was looking at her with his eyes wide open.
Gu Xijiu blushed a little. It was rare for her to feel shy. She coughed and tried to break free. Di Fuyi tightened his grip on her arm. "Be good, don't move."
Gu Xijiu seemed to have realized something. "Alright, I won't move."
He glanced at his son again and said with some embarrassment, "Hao 'er, your father is taking a look at your mother's illness."
"Hao 'er understands." A look of amusement flashed in Di Hao's eyes. He knew that his mother was shy.
A moment later, Di Fuyi finally let go of her and heaved a sigh of relief. "Finally, Hao Er. You have done a great job this time."
Di Hao still believed in his father's medical skills. He smiled and said, "I can only say that Hao 'er was lucky to be able to find the flood dragon in time to retrieve this item. I can help Father and Mother! "
Di Fuyi raised his hand and rubbed his son's head. "Father is so lucky to have such a good son like you."
Gu Xijiu quietly listened to the conversation between the father and son. She thought for a moment and gently knocked on the table with her knuckles. She smiled and said, "Both of you, stop flattering each other. Who can explain to me what is going on?"
Good night. I am not feeling well today. I will write two chapters less.
I will make up for it tomorrow if I have time.
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