Chapter 210

After breakfast, a bowl of black medicine soup appeared in front of a Zhao.

A Zhao: "it's just

Green bamboo said with a smile: "last night, the commander-in-chief invited the doctor for his wife. This is the prescription that the doctor opened."

A Zhao opened his eyes and looked at her, some not willing: "must drink?"

Green bamboo looked like this, almost shaken in his heart.

Madame's skin color is extremely white, like a snowdrift. Her facial features are excellent, and every point is just right. When her dark and pure eyes look at people, she looks like some harmless little animal.

It is said that Madame is over 20 years old, but it doesn't look like it at all.

A pair of cold eyes flashed in my mind. The green bead excited Lingling shivered and said firmly: "you must drink it!"

A Zhao sighed and Wei Qu Baba said, "drink it and drink it."

She did not want the spoon that green bead handed over. She picked up the bowl and drank it with her eyes closed.

The nose is wrinkled.

When Huo Jun entered the door, he saw a Zhao like this.

All the people in the room saluted when they saw him.

He took off his coat and handed it to the attendants, revealing his dark green uniform.

Ah Zhao looks at him without blinking.

It's so cool.

The man in military uniform, from head to toe, even every hair, seems to be interpreting the indifference and abstinence. A casual glance of his eyes is the air of killing.

Seeing that his wife was dazed again, Huo Jun's eyes softened for a moment.

Looking at the medicine bowl in front of her: "afraid of suffering?"

A Zhao nodded obediently.

Huo Jun sits down next to the table and asks people to take some preserves for a Zhao.

But he himself said, "you have to get used to it. In the future, you may have to drink these."

A Zhao a Leng: "why?"

Huo Jun said in a low voice, "you are too weak."

A Zhao is a little unconvinced: "in the future will gradually get better."

This is not her boasting. Since she is not the original Qi Zhao, she will not be so weak.

"But I don't want to wait too long."

A Zhao is a little confused. He doesn't know what he means.

Huo Jun looked at her meaningfully: "madam, don't you know what is the obligation of husband and wife?"

A Zhao: "it's just

She glared at Huo Jun, totally unable to imagine that such words were uttered from the mouth of the man in front of her.

The servants in the room bowed their heads, but Huo Jun's expression did not change at all, as if the ambiguous words just said were just a Zhao's illusion.

"Come on, I'll take you to meet people." Huo Jun stands up and reaches out to a Zhao.

A Zhao hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and put his hand in Huo Jun's palm.

Her hand is as delicate as her people, Huo Jun can easily wrap it completely in the palm of her hand.

The mansion was very big, and they didn't let anyone follow them, just like walking in the backyard.

A Zhao thought for a while, or opened a mouth: "marshal, you know, originally married in the person, should not be me."

Although it's not good to mention this at this time, some things have to be made clear.

The sooner the better.

Hold her hand tight.

Huo Jun stopped and looked at her sideways: "madam, don't you want to?"

What? A Zhao didn't understand how the topic came to be, whether he would like to.

"I mean it should have been..."

"As long as I know whether my wife would like to or not."

Huo Jun: except for Nao Po's opinion, no one else should care about it.

There's another night shift.

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