When thinking of pregnancy, Xu Jin took care of her all kinds of care and tolerance, Fu Rong tears more and more unable to control.

Brother Lin saw her mother crying, and she was so anxious to cry.

Fu Rong stopped tears and coaxed him gently, and felt that he could not help him here. Fu Rong took his brother back to Fu Fu Yuan, fed the little guy a meal, coaxed him to sleep, and then left the servant girls to take care of it. She went to the front yard.

Mr. Zhang has left.

Xu Jia saw her come in and went out with interest.

Fu Rong thought she would follow the hurt of Xujin, but she didn't expect to laugh at it anyway.

Xu Jin looked at her with a slant head. She saw her bite her lips and smiled, and said, "smile again. You don't want to come in during my injury."

Fu Rong quickly hold hold, move the chair in front of the bed to sit down, look at Xu Jin body of the cover and ask: "where is this come? Just done? "

But Xu Jin lies on the bed, the upper body and legs are exposed outside, only the upper part of the waist and lower thigh is covered by a gauze. At first glance, the gauze cover was similar to the simple two boards, and the black yarn hung down on all sides, covering the injury in Xu Jin, and would not let the yarn touch his wound.

In short, this gauze is specially used to cover the ugly of the king Su, so that people can not see the gluteus of thousands of gold inside. After all, this kind of injury can not be wrapped with gauze, but can only be kept in air. In exchange for Fu Rong, she was embarrassed to show people there all day long.

Xu Jin stared at her and didn't speak.

Fu Rong no longer teases him, feels his face, the heart is sour: "is it very painful?"

Tears in her eyes, Xu Jin heart is better received, looking at the front of the bed: "OK, is lying on the uncomfortable." He had no injuries. The last time he dug meat to poison it was 100 times more painful than this time, but this time it was the most humiliating. He was beaten and the process of keeping the injury was also humiliating.

But for the women around him, he would like to do it again.

"What do you do?" Aware that she wants to open the screen, Xu Jin body tight, eyes quickly grasp her hand, this move involved the wound, pain he inhaled.

Fu Rong dare not move, hurriedly explained: "Lord don't move, I just look, will not meet you."

"No." Xu Jin holds her hand and doesn't let go, "blood is fuzzy, you see the appetite, sit beside me to say that speak."

Fu Rong knew that he was actually a good face, and she did not dare to see, not because of the appetite, but afraid to see the pain on her body, and then sat quietly. Worried Xu Jin looks up at her tired, Fu Rong hands on the edge of the bed, his face is attached to his arm, and his head is crooked to see him: "what would the Lord want to say?"

Xu Jin stared at her closely: "you don't want to tell me anything?"

Why did he get this fight? Didn't she know, she shouldn't say it?

Fu Rong thought seriously, "the Lord has not used food, just I have no use, I told them to cook some porridge, I will feed the Lord for a while." And then he really shouted out.

Xujia has been outside.

"You go and Mr. Zhang want a meal list for the Lord's injury. Give it to the kitchen. Do it at noon."

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