in the room.

Tu Shanmu felt that it would be too fake to go on like this.

Looking at Yan Po's back, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he looked up again, there was already a little smile in his eyes.

Obviously thought of a way.

Tu Shanmu rubbed his face quietly, made a pained expression, and prepared to stand up.

He didn't notice that Yan Po, who was sitting at the table, also stood up.

Yan Po covered his chest and turned to look at Tu Shanmu with an embarrassed face.

I heard two voices, a man and a woman, from the quiet room.

Tu Shanmu: "Husband, there is something I have hidden from you."

Yan Po: "Miss, I'm at fault."

...

The two looked at each other.

On the wedding day, you don't have to be so tacit!

This tacit understanding made her wonder if the damn concentric fruit had any other function that was not recorded.

Adhering to the mentality that the enemy will not move and I will not move, Tu Shanmu decided to first see what Yan Po can say, and then adapt himself accordingly.

Tu Shanmu raised his hand and gestured to Yan Po: "Husband, talk first!"

Yan Po actually thought so in his heart.

It is that the speed of opening is not as fast as the woman in front of him.

Helpless, I had to cover my chest, with a pale face, and said, "Miss Xu knows that I am not in good health. The doctor who treated me in the past told me that I cannot..."

After Yan Po finished speaking, he couldn't help closing his eyes.

Because of Tongxinguo's marriage with Tu Shanmu, in Yan Po's opinion, this is a shameless use of a girl who doesn't understand anything.

Although Yan Po is a family of demons, he also has his own bottom line.

He didn't know when he would leave Yaoshui Town to see, and his side was far less peaceful than what he saw now.

You can't hurt Tu Shanmu.

"Oh! I understand!" Tu Shanmu's expression revealed a sudden realization.

yes.

How could she forget?

Yan Po is a sick man, a person who has been frail all the year round, and is indeed more than enough in some abilities but lacking in strength.

Looking at the jade-faced gentleman in front of him, if it wasn't because of the concentric fruit, Tu Shanmu's character must have sympathized fiercely.

Thinking of Yan Po's body, he even had to force himself to marry him.

But he could only use it in his heart, and Tu Shanmu's guilt towards Yan Po increased a lot for a while.

So, she said euphemistically and sincerely: "Husband, your health is important. Some things cannot be forced. I am a doctor, I can understand you, really!"

Yan Po nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just looking at Tu Shanmu's expression repeatedly, always feel that something is not right.

What Yan Po wanted to express was that he had to drink medicine all the year round and cultivate himself.

I thought that Tu Shanmu would not accept it.

Now it seems that Yan Po's psychological burden is heavier.

This girl is so pure, and her love is so pure, the more she seems to be with her because of the Concentric Fruit, which is really ugly.

After talking, the two quickly arranged how to rest tonight.

Tu Shanmu was sleeping on the bed, while Yan Po took the quilt and pillow to the soft slump beside him.

That's how the night passed.

It's just that the two have mixed feelings in their hearts.

A moment of guilt, a moment of emotion.

——

When Tu Shanmu woke up again, Yan Po had already gone out.

On the soft slump, the quilt and pillow were neatly placed in the center, impartial.

When staring at the soft collapse, I did not forget to give myself a pulse.

The medicine she made by herself could not have no effect at all.

It's just that no matter how Tu Shanmu investigates, there is no trace of drug administration in his body.

He frowned, unable to figure it out.

"The medicine has expired?" Tu Shanmu blinked, as if she couldn't think of any other possibility besides this reason.

After a simple wash, Tu Shanmu changed into the blue cotton clothes he wore on weekdays, and put a single bun on his head, which was dotted with a few small jade flowers.

When he came out of the room, he saw A Zi squatting by the door, looking forward with a subtle expression.

Tu Shanmu followed A Zi's line of sight.

Then he saw a figure with his back to him standing in front of the gate of the Moon Cave in the courtyard.

If only the opponent's body was one meter nine in length and half a meter in width, it would be fine.

But Komatsu, who had a red ribbon tied around his head, was particularly eye-catching, and he couldn't take his eyes off it at all.

"Miss, I'll just say it. This Master Yan's book boy is strange." A Zi clicked, this is the first time she's seen her so grown up. This cute and lovely Xiao Songsong can still show such a demeanor. .

Tu Shanmu came to Yaoshui Town two years ago.

On weekdays, apart from going up the mountain to collect medicine and go to the doctor, he rarely steps out of the hospital.

Although Yan Po is frail, he never buys medicine at the hospital.

Therefore, even though the two backyards were only separated by a wall, Tu Shanmu was the book boy who met Yan Po for the first time.

how to say.

Tu Shanmu's eyes were complicated.

Yan Po really doesn't look like someone who can accept the shape of the book boy around him.

It seems that she is not very good at knowing people!

This yan po is really strange.

Yan Po was completely blocked by the black crow, completely unaware that he had been misunderstood a lot last night, and was misunderstood again this morning.

Helplessly, he said to the one-strand black crow: "I'm really fine. But you, if there's nothing else, go and chop up the firewood in the backyard. Now that Miss Tu Shan and I are married, we can't just focus on the things we can do. take care of yourself."

Then I remembered something like, and lowered the sound to remind the crow: "The medicines brought by Demon Palace are afraid of bad, there is no effect yesterday. You can send it to Black Flames, and remember to bring some of them when he comes. , To prepare from time to time. Remind those pharmacists by the way, Demon Palace will definitely not have useless people! "

Black Crow is also worried about Yan Po's injury.

Seeing that he was really fine, he responded with a thick voice, and did not forget to turn sideways to make way.

Seeing Tu Shanmu, Yan Po was also a little surprised.

With Qianqian joy on his face for a second, he politely said, "My lady is awake? Have you ever eaten breakfast? I know that there is a teahouse in town that serves good meals, why don't you try it?"

After all, it will be under the eaves. According to the records of concentric fruit in Demon Palace, he and Tu Shanmu must be at least four hours a day together.

The time to sleep at night is only three hours, and there is only one hour left to find opportunities.

Yan Po thought about it in his heart, and by the way, he greeted the person who cultivated such a nervous thing as the concentric fruit a hundred times.

Tu Shanmu was also thinking about how to solve this moment.

Unexpectedly, a pillow was sent as soon as fell asleep.

Rejoicing in my heart, looking at Yan Po's eyes naturally softened.

"OK."

They don't have elders around, so naturally they don't need to abide by any rules.

The newlyweds came out together the next day.

People who knew Yan Po in Yaoshui Town, looked at Tu Shanmu next to him, and their familiar neighbors showed a playful look.

There are also children with sky-high braids running bare buttocks to ask for candy.

A Zi, who followed behind, was smart, carrying a small bamboo basket in his hand, which was filled with various sweets and desserts.

Yaoshui Town is located in the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, and was lucky enough to meet a magistrate who is dedicated to the people.

The people of the town are also leisurely. If you come back to the tea shed to eat some refreshments, you can also listen to StoryTelling.

When the four of them arrived, there were already many people in the tea shed.

After finding a corner, sat down, and he heard a shocking wooden wooden.

"Speaking of the queen of the demon world, she has a fox face and fangs three feet long. It's best to eat the heart of a six or seven-year-old boy, and drink the blood of the girl who will be about to wear it all day long to keep her face. Old demon After the death of the king, the queen succeeded to the throne. As soon as she sat on the throne, she expelled all her brothers and sisters. Anyone who did not obey will be killed without mercy! In this demon world, she was slaughtered to death by her, and the demon world wailed all over the place..."

Looking at Mr. Storytelling's spit on the stage, Tu Shanmu screamed: "Nonsense!"

A Zi's little face on the side was almost wrinkled into a bun, and she nodded vigorously: "Nonsense!"

Yan Po was drinking tea next to him, a little surprised by his new wife's reaction to the events in the demon world, and said, "Is it true? These things will not be groundless. I have heard that the old demon king is a no-brainer. Deducted tyrant."

The injury on Yan Po's body was also attributed to the old demon king.

If he hadn't fought the old demon king too hard, how could he have been hurt by those scumbags?

Thinking of this, Yan Po was even more displeased with the demon world.

"I agree with what you said about the old demon king, but whether the queen really did these things is still unknown. Do you have evidence? Don't talk nonsense without evidence! Besides, the three-foot-long fangs, the queen uses Does the tooth walk? Rumors are rumors, ridiculously ridiculous!"

Tu Shanmu has a dark face, like a die-hard fan who criticizes for idols.

She really underestimated the ability of those people.

These black materials can still spread to the world.

Tu Shanmu even felt that if those few people lived in the world before her transmigration, they would be a proper marketing boss!

Yan Po raised his eyebrows slightly by the sudden black face of Tu Shanmu, knowing that if he had a theory with Tu Shanmu at this time, he would definitely not be able to say anything.

In order to prolong this one hour of getting along, had to keep silent.

On the stage, Mr. StoryTelling has finished two or three things in the demon world.

In his mouth, the Queen of the Demon Realm was simply a heinous thing that could only be struck by thunder.

Hearing that Tu Shanmu and A Zi were full of anger in the teahouse.

If it weren't for the concentric fruit, she would have left the table long ago.

But soon, Mr. Storytelling's shocking wood was another shot: "Everyone, there is still today!"

"Besides, the magic world is the supreme, that is the blue face, and the height is nine feet. When you walk everywhere, you can shock the ground! Demon Venerable's fame, to kill the monster with a blood -driving blood knife, and get that old. The demon king was frightened and fled! Unfortunately, the bloody sword was a magic knife that would eat blood all day long. Under the residence of Demon Veneraable, it was white bone, countless souls! "

Yan Po, who was sitting next to him, didn't expect that he could eat melons on himself.

I am at a loss.

He heard his newlywed wife excitedly leading the little maid next to her to not only applaud, but also to find pieces of silver and copper from the purse around her waist and threw them on the stage desperately.

"This..." Yan Po felt that it was necessary for him to clarify, "That's not true. If the Demon Venerable was so cruel, he would have called the human world long ago, but the demon world has not disturbed the human world for hundreds of years. He is also a good person after thinking about it! What else makes the ground tremble with shock, this is a bit too exaggerated!"

The author says:

Xiao Yan: I cultivate myself!

A Mu: You want to open up!

get conclusion:

She/he really loves me, I actually use her/him, I'm so bad!