Zhuge calmly carried a basket of roasted sweet potatoes and hurried back to Changyuan Hall in Lingxi Palace. As he was pushing the door back to the house, he felt that the door was locked from the inside, so he knocked on the door and said: "Shu'er, I'm back."

Shu'er hurriedly put on her shoes and ran to open the door, but suddenly her foot stepped on the "Prisoner of the Song Dynasty" brand, which made her gasp in pain.

Zhuge calmly opened the green-bottom floral cotton cloth on the bamboo basket and said with a smile: "I bought six for my wife. People asked me if I bought them for the children at home. I said I bought them for my wife, who sells sweet potatoes.

The boss was afraid that it would get cold when I took it home, so he gave me a bamboo basket and this piece of floral cloth. You can see if it's still hot. If it's cold, I'll bake it for you again."

Shu'er picked up a sweet potato that was still warm and said, "It's not cold." Then he peeled off the skin and ate it bite by bite. However, he just caught a cold and felt empty in his stomach. At this time, he was eating something that was neither cold nor hot.

Sweet potatoes gave her a stomach ache.

Zhuge calmly saw that Shu'er was not thinly dressed, but her lips were pale and her brows were slightly frowned. She was obviously feeling uncomfortable somewhere. He quickly put down the bamboo basket, picked her up, put her on the couch, and covered her up.

Then he asked, "You haven't spoken much tonight. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Shu'er held the half-eaten sweet potato and said with a forced smile: "I'm not feeling uncomfortable, I'm just hungry and don't have the energy to speak."

Zhuge calmly snatched the sweet potato from her hand, took a bite, frowned and said: "How can you eat it when it's so cold? I'll bake it for you in the yard."

Shu'er took Zhuge Rongrong's arm and said, "It's too late, stop busying. Let's rest early. I'm tired too. Aren't we going to have to work from morning to night tomorrow?"

Zhuge calmly looked at Shu'er suspiciously and said, "Aren't you hungry? Why are you full after eating half a cold sweet potato?"

Shu'er snatched the half of the sweet potato back from Zhuge Rongrong's hand, wolfed it down in several bites, and said with a satisfied look on his face: "It's delicious! I'm full!"

Zhuge Calmly saw Shu'er's stiff smile, his heart tightened, and he asked worriedly: "Shu'er, what's wrong with you? I suddenly feel that you seem to be a little distant from me."

Shu'er endured the stomachache, opened her big black and white eyes, and asked knowingly: "How could I alienate you?"

Zhuge calmly took the sweet potato peel in her hand to the table, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and sighed: "Ask yourself, have you really not alienated me? I said I would give you a bath and change clothes, but you tried every means to make me

Get out of here. You said you wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, but how do you eat sweet potatoes that are neither cold nor hot? I went to light a fire in the courtyard and roasted them again. It won’t take long, but you endured the big mouth and finished it. Sorry.

, I am your husband, and we will be together for the rest of our lives. You and I do not need to be polite or polite, and there is no need to consider whether I am tired. I will not be tired if I do anything for you."

Shu'er stared blankly at Zhuge Rongrong, feeling that all the coldness in her body was driven away by his warm words. She rested her head on Zhuge Rongrong's shoulder and said, "I know. Back then you taught me Wu in Xiling.

When I was practicing swordsmanship, we lived in a cave at Jueshi Peak with no food or water. I practiced swordplay, and you went hunting for wild game. We had this meal but no meal at all. Wasn't it more miserable back then than it is now? You are the young master of the Zhuge family.

But he didn’t say a word of bitterness to me. If you bake a sweet potato now, I won’t be polite to you. I really think it doesn’t matter if it’s a little colder.”

Zhuge calmly turned sideways and hugged Shu'er tightly into his arms. He smelled the scent of acacia in her hair and felt her soft body, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. His kisses fell on Shu'er's temples bit by bit.

, between her brows, but stopped suddenly when it touched her cold cheeks and pale lips.

Zhuge calmly suppressed his rapid breathing, looked at Shu'er worriedly, and asked: "Your face looks so bad? If you feel uncomfortable in any way, let's not force it."

Shu'er leaned in Zhuge Rongrong's arms, coveting his warmth, but knew that the warmth could only relieve but not cure the ups and downs of sadness in her heart, as well as the endless pain throughout her body.

Zhuge calmly grabbed Shu'er's right hand and wanted to roll up her sleeve to check her pulse. Unexpectedly, she retracted and suddenly hugged him tightly, wrapping her hands behind his back. Shu'er's voice was weak and weak:

"Calm down, it's just that after I washed my hair, it dried slowly and it made me feel cold all over."

With a little help, Zhuge Ronggong hugged Shu'er and lay down on the couch. He hugged Shu'er tightly, wishing he could pass on all his inner strength to his wife who didn't know what inner strength was. His voice was gentle, but his tone was...

Joking: "Your husband, I am very hot all over. Otherwise, tonight, I will teach you a set of excellent internal skills to ensure that you will never be cold again. What do you think, madam?"

Shu'er asked curiously: "If you practice your internal strength well, can you not be cold?"

Zhuge calmly laughed and said: "It depends on who teaches you Neigong! If you learn Neigong from me every night, I guarantee you that you will not be cold for a hundred and eighty years!"

Shu'er heard Zhuge Rongrong's evil intentions and said angrily: "You are glib again! You are not serious!"

Zhuge calmly turned over and fell on Shu'er, looked down at her, and said seriously: "Madam, if you don't learn, how can you know whether what I, a peerless master, say is true or false?"

Shu'er saw that Zhuge calmly had clear eyes and looked like he had no evil thoughts, so he asked: "How to learn?"

Zhuge Congrong's eyes immediately flashed a sweet smile, and while he quietly untied Shu'er's belt, he said in a persuasive manner: "Madam, if you want to learn internal skills, you must first clearly identify the muscles and acupoints all over the body and remember them firmly. Your husband and I have many.

Be patient and teach by words and deeds.”

Shu'er suddenly felt that his belt was getting wider, and he pushed Zhuge Congrong away without thinking. Zhuge Congrong didn't expect that Shu'er would resist, so he didn't hold himself steady. He was pushed violently by Shu'er and immediately fell to the side.

.Shu'er quickly tightened his belt, wrapped himself in the quilt, huddled up, and closed his eyes not to look at Zhuge Rongrong.

Zhuge calmly had a puzzled look on his face, and hugged Shu'er who was huddled in the quilt together with the quilt, pretending to be aggrieved and said: "Master, don't you want the young master? The young master is so good at martial arts, don't you want the young master too?"

You just said 'good husband, bad husband, famous pretty husband', why are you so avoiding your pretty husband in the blink of an eye?"

Shu'er sighed: "Good husband, I am really tired and just want to take a nap."

Zhuge Congrong felt that Shu'er's tone was very perfunctory, and he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart. However, he still wanted to try it one last time, so he said gently: "Shu'er, you wear so many layers of thick clothes and tie your belt so tightly, how can you sleep?"

Okay? I promise not to disturb your rest tonight. How about you take off your coat before going to bed?"

Shu'er still closed her eyes and answered very briefly: "I'm cold and want to wear more clothes."

Zhuge calmly let go of Shu'er, lay down on his back, put his hands under his head, and looked up at the dilapidated roof alone, silent for a long time.

Shu'er, although your people have returned to me, where has your heart been lost?

Who did you leave it with?
Chapter completed!