The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

Ever since he and Yuan Yi started to stay together, Gu Fanyue began to secretly adjust his daily routine, going to bed earlier and snuggling up next to Yuan Yi, carefully smelling his unique scent.

The one who always falls asleep first is the good baby prince. At the beginning, he always has a frown on his brow and a painful expression on his face. Fan Yue then reaches out and pats him gently on the back, and slowly his frown relaxes and his breathing becomes even.

At this time, Gu Fanyue could admire Yuan Yi's sleeping face unscrupulously like a wolf staring at a sheep.

Although Yuan Yi didn't cough or wheeze much when he was with Fan Yue, and except that he did everything slowly, he didn't look sick.

However, the dark circles under Yuan Yi's eyes became more and more obvious. Yuan Yi was born handsome to the point of being almost enchanting, with skin as white as snow. Now with the darker skin around his eyes, his eye sockets seemed even deeper.

At first glance, Fan Yue felt that Yuan Yi was like the vampire lord who lived deep in the ancient castle.

She felt that she had added a touch of tiredness and sickly beauty, and she even boasted to Cuitao about her husband's beauty.

But Cuitao's frowning expression, as if hesitating to say something, clearly showed that she didn't see what was beautiful about it.

There is no wall on the side of Yuan Yi's study close to the yard. There are several rooms like this in the house.

Fanyue especially likes the beautiful scenery in the yard, which comes into her sight without any obstruction, and the wind blows into the room freely.

A casual glance is a painting.

The fox was running around the house and the yard, leaving muddy paws on the smooth floor.

He looked proud and had no sense of guilt.

It had been rainy for the past few days, so the side of the rooms leading to the yard was covered with wooden boards, and there was nothing special about it.

But the weather was good today, and after the wooden boards were removed, the room became bright, so Yuan Yi stayed in the study with Fan Yue.

There was originally only one chair behind the huge rosewood carved desk, and later another one was added for Fan Yue.

However, no matter how close they were, Yuan Yi felt that having the handles of the two chairs pressed tightly together in the middle was very cumbersome, so he simply asked someone to move in a carved couch.

The two of them can sit together, and Yuan Yi can lean on her body and feel a lot more relaxed.

Today, Fanyue would curl up in her pillow and take a nap after reading for a while, or she would get close to Yuanyi and act coquettishly and lazily, and she was very absent-minded.

Some time ago, Fan Yue read the widely circulated folk story books that Yuan Yi had people collect.

Gu Fanyue watched Chen Liang's version of "The Domineering Young Master Falls in Love with Me" with great gusto, his eyes shining.

I didn't expect that Chenliang has so many talented people, and at the same time I also thought of a new way to make a fortune.

Fan Xiaorou, this strange girl, always loves to tell Wang Yueran about her novel in a very emotional way.

Now it seems that as long as I quietly start writing and write down the wisdom of that world, I will have everything!

“Thank you Fan Xiaorou, and thank you to the authors!”

Gu Fanyue, who had discovered the way to wealth at that time, knelt on his bed and pretended to pray, smiling obscenely.

But! What I've seen recently is very boring.

After the long conversation with the fox before getting married, Gu Fanyue reflected on herself and realized that she was indeed a bit lazy, so she asked Yuan Yi to find some useful books to read.

The original Wang Yueran regarded learning knowledge as a way to survive, so she was like an emotionless progress machine.

Now that I no longer have a survival crisis, I can’t even read a history book.

Gu Fanyue felt sad when she suddenly discovered her own purposeful learning.

I don't really love it, I just have no choice but to do it.

Yuan Yi had noticed that Fan Yue was reading very impatiently today.

When he is reading his favorite books, his facial expressions and movements are much richer. Sometimes he covers his mouth with a smile on his face, which is a bit kind? Sometimes his little feet move around.

I will cry again after a while.

But what about today?

Gu Fanyue flipped through the book for a while, his expression serious but his brows furrowed.

After a while, he drew five small semi-arcs on the paper with a brush, which turned into a small flower.

Yuan Yi curled the corners of his mouth. This flower is ~ well, simple.

Then he wrote another line of words casually on the paper.

He writes slowly and carefully, probably because he is practicing his calligraphy.

When Wang Yueran became Gu Fanyue, she did not inherit all of her memories.

But she still had survival skills like language and writing, and Wang Yueran was very grateful for this. At least she didn't have to pretend to have amnesia or act like a fool.

However, Gu Fanyue’s handwriting was originally elegant and formal, which Wang Yueran did not like very much.

However, I am too lazy to practice, after all, I don’t have many opportunities to write.