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One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Baili Junyi didn't even have time to change his clothes before he made his way to the Hua Jun Pavilion. As he approached the room, he heard waves of exclamations and laughter coming from inside.

At this moment, his and Shen Ninghua's room had already changed greatly. The floor in the inner room was covered with a thick blanket, and the furniture, tables and chairs were all gone. The only bed was carefully wrapped in rabbit fur, making it look extremely furry.

At this moment, Shen Ninghua was wearing a red commoner attire. She was kneeling on the ground, looking at the two children who were lying on the ground with a face full of smiles.

Boss and Xiaobao were both wearing the same red colored shirt. Their arms were exposed as small as lotus roots. Their mother laid them on the ground like a turtle, trying her best to turn them over.

The eldest was a boy, and he was raised very well in the womb. A small person was exceptionally energetic, and not long later, he flipped over like a carp.

Bai Yan, Hong Ling, and the others on the side immediately cheered, making him grin from ear to ear. His saliva almost dripped down from the corner of his mouth.

Shen Ninghua bent down and kissed her son on the cheek. "Baby is awesome!"

Little Treasure struggled to turn his head to the side, his big round eyes were watery as he looked at the crowd. Hong Ling, who was watching from the side, almost rushed over and helped her turn it over.

Shen Ninghua put her son down on the ground and looked at her daughter, who was thinner than him, and said without a shred of mercy, "Come, Little Treasure, turn over mother and I'll hug you."

Little Treasure was older and weaker than his boss, but his strength was not weak at all. He was just lazily lying on the ground. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have found it hard to believe that her thin and small daughter had the strength to kick her brother.

That day, she had personally witnessed her kicking her boss a small distance away. She was completely stupefied.

However, she didn't move at all. If you put her down while lying on her stomach, she would just obediently lie there. She would only use her pair of big, black eyes to make people's hearts soften, but she wouldn't even change her posture.

Shen Ninghua had made up his mind to train her, but Baili Junyi couldn't stand it any longer. His own daughter was so pitiable, and his mother was even 'torturing' her. It was simply unbearable.

He did not bother to take off his clothes. He took off his shoes and carried Little Treasure in his arms. "Good girl, let's not turn over anymore. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Daddy will protect you."

Seeing Baili Junyi's heartbroken expression, Shen Ninghua smiled angrily. "Why are you holding her? Just put her back."

"Xiao Hua, Little Treasure has always been thin and weak. Let him recuperate and recuperate."

"A child's proper exercise is good for her. Her boss has already recovered, but she's still lying down."

Baili Junyi looked at his pudgy son, then back at his skinny daughter. He put his son aside decisively. "Can a daughter compare to a stinking brat?" Little Treasure is a sweet little princess, but our strength is still small. "

Shen Ninghua didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His daughter had eaten Baili Junyi to death, and even if he frowned a little, he would still feel pained. Seeing his son turning over to her, he reached out and picked him up.

"Wu Chen is great!"

"Ah …" The Eldest Brother was lying on Shen Ninghua's shoulder with his mouth wide open, smearing the saliva on her clothes.

The two of them played with the children for a while, but in the end, they were unable to make Little Treasure take the initiative to turn over.

After they were all tired, Baili Junyi had the wet nurse carry them off to bed while he took a seat beside Shen Ninghua.

"Ninghua, ever since Uncle Chen went to check Bu Ting's pulse, there has been no news from her side. It has been more than half a month since I last saw her."

Shen Ninghua nodded. "Yes, I wonder what Prince An did, or if Bu Ting tolerated it. If it was the latter, then we would have to refamiliarize ourselves with her."

She understood that the deep bone-piercing pain after stimulating all of her body's functions was absolutely unbearable for ordinary people. When they were in the valley, Grandma Poison had used this method to save her. Even now, when she thought about it, she still felt a chill coming from the crevices between her bones.

Baili Junyi chuckled. "She isn't that kind of person. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so impulsive to have Lan mama test me out. Perhaps Prince An used some special method to control her, so nothing bad would have happened."

Shen Ninghua nodded. "The day of her marriage with the Third Prince will come in a few days. We'll know when we take a look."

Baili Junyi's guess was right. Prince An had used a special method to prevent her from letting him go. She ordered someone to tie Bu Tinghe onto the bed with a wide piece of cloth. No matter if she was angry or begged, they were all forbidden to let her go.

A month had passed, and Bu Tinghe was almost disfigured from the torture. She had not combed her face for many days, and every day, she would only wipe her face with a cloth. Nearly a month's worth of food and drinks were all on the same bed, causing her body to exude an unpleasant smell.

Every time the Third Prince came here, Prince An would always stop him, saying that the woman sitting in the lotus position was very energetic, and that it was not easy to meet her a thousand years ago, so the only reason she could let go was gone.

The maidservant brought in the porridge and stepped forward carefully to brush away the hair covering her eyes. "Princess, please have some porridge." Her actions were already very careful, but she still felt as if her scalp was being pulled off.

In his irritation, Bu Tinghe raised his head and bit the maid's wrist, which she could not retrieve in time.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Princess, please let go. "

The maid let out a scream and pulled back her arm. Immediately, blood began to flow out from her wound. Bu Ting actually bit off a piece of the flesh from her wrist. Fortunately, she missed a bit and was able to bite off some of the blood vessels.

Bu Tinghe suddenly spat out the piece of meat in his mouth and spat twice, "Let go of me, you lowly slave. I order you to let go of me!"

Prince An walked in and abruptly closed his eyes when he saw this scene. He almost could not believe that the madwoman in front of him was his beautiful daughter, "Ting He, your wedding date with the Third Prince is coming up. If you can't get better by then, I'll have to think of another way."

Bu Tinghe suddenly raised his head. The blood stains on his face and chin made her look especially terrifying. "I'm not a human nor a ghost, so naturally I won't look any better. Hahaha, that slut Shen Ninghua still doesn't know how to be happy right now!"

Prince An was also having a headache. "Ting He, the imperial physician said Shen Ninghua didn't do anything to you. It was just your imagination. Your heart was the culprit!"

Seeing her like this, Prince An had no choice but to suspect that Bu Tinghe had gone mad from the birth.

Bu Tinghe gritted his teeth and struggled fiercely. A bloody wound appeared on his wrist, "Let go of me!"

The maid simply bandaged the wound and brought another bowl of congee over. She fearfully fed Bu Tinghe, "Princess, don't struggle anymore. You will definitely recover."

Bu Tinghe looked up and looked at the servant with cold eyes, "I'm fine now. My whole body is in pain, how can this be … …" Hm? No more pain? "

Bu Tinghe suddenly widened his eyes and moved his slightly moving limbs. A light flashed across his eyes as he said, "I won't hurt anymore, I'm fine! Ha ha-ha ha, I'm done! "Let me go, I'm done."

The maid looked at her doubtfully but didn't dare to move.

"Useless thing, go call father and have him come here. I don't feel any more pain on my body, finally there's no more pain!"

Prince An was currently in a panic and had thought of many alternatives to Bu Tinghe, but none of them were perfect. The news of the maid coming to report immediately made him relax. With a happy expression on his face, he asked, "Are you saying the princess is well?"

"Yes, this servant saw that the princess was in her right mind, so she became much quieter."

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Prince An walked out with large strides. When he saw Bu Tinghe's clear eyes, he immediately laughed out loud and said, "Haha, great, this is great! Quickly untie the princess."

Bu Tinghe had calmed down a lot. However, a brutal light flashed in his eyes from time to time, and it seemed as if he was surprised by something. "Father, your daughter will go to shower first. I'll come and apologize to father later."

"What are you saying? You are my biological daughter, how can father blame you?" "Hurry up and go wash up."

Bu Ting immersed herself in the water for two hours and changed the water several times. She rubbed off a layer of skin on her body before coming out and changing into a pure white dress. Only after dressing up did she return to her room.

The room had also been cleaned and cleaned. The original items had been thrown away and replaced with new yellow and white pear wood furniture.

"Father, I'll have to trouble you to worry about it during this period of time."

Bu Tingxiao bowed down. His slim waist was like a willow swaying in the wind, causing people to feel pity for him.

Seeing her behavior, Prince An nodded in satisfaction. "Good, this is what you call a good daughter of a father."

After this period of torture, her body had become thinner and thinner, her originally small facial features had become more exquisite, her killing intent had increased, and she even had a weak and sickly aura. She seemed a little petty to be the principal wife, but being the side wife was just the right thing to do.

Prince An nodded with satisfaction in his heart. He wanted Bu Tingxiao to hook the third prince's heart, and it would be best if he could fool him so that he couldn't see the other women. "There are still a few more days. Have a good rest. You must recuperate well."

Bu Ting swept a glance at the maid beside her and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "Father, my situation isn't good after all. There are so many people around who have seen it. If they were to gossip …"

When the maid heard this, she immediately knelt down with a plop, her face pale from fright. "Your Highness, Princess, your servant will not say anything. Please have mercy, Princess, please have mercy."

Bu Tinghe was not moved at all and did not hear Prince An's reply. He furrowed his brows and asked again, "Father?"

"It's just a few lackeys." Prince An paid no attention to the maid either and directly asked his trusted aide to pull her out. "The staff is ready for death."

Only then did Bu Tinghe reveal a smile. Her beautiful smile was like a blossoming flower in a swamp, tempting people to go near but choose to devour them.