Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

In the following days, Ye Fuheng often talked about gossip and political affairs, and their relationship eased a lot, but Chang Qing's health was sometimes good and sometimes bad, and he was always sick.

The imperial physicians came in and out frequently, but they couldn't find the problem and could only prescribe medicine to keep the patient healthy.

Everyone felt that this woman would not live long.

But no one dared to say it out loud, for fear that the regent next to them, who was emitting a chill, would chop them with a knife as soon as they said a word.

Xu Qingchen seemed to have noticed something, but he didn't say anything. He just took advantage of no one's attention to tactfully remind Chang Qing that if he continued to suffer like this, something bad would happen sooner or later.

Although he didn't know how Chang Qing did it, he believed in his medical skills.

He was just worried that Chang Qing might have used some folk remedies and hurt his body, which would make it difficult for him to recover.

"Master Xu, you will keep it a secret for me, right?"

Chang Qing looked at him with a smile. Xu Qingchen had never been looked at like this by a woman before, and he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Don't worry, Princess. I'm not a talkative person."

Xu Qingchen felt quite sympathetic towards this woman. She was so dazzling in the past, but now she can only use this method to protect herself.

There wasn't much he could do, he just hoped to make her suffer less.

He had seen his mother crying at night and carefully applying medicine to her face. He had also seen her gently educating him even though she was obviously so sad, telling him that he should treat his wife, to whom he had made a vow of eternal love, well and shoulder his responsibilities as a man.

He didn't want his mother's tragedy to happen to other people again.

Ye Fuheng came back and went straight to Changqing. Seeing that she looked pale, he said, "I'll go for a walk with you."

Chang Qing shook his head: "I don't want to go."

Ye Fuheng's eyes became fierce, and he put the sword in his hand on Qiuqiu's neck: "If you don't go, I will kill her."

With an imperceptible pleading tone, he whispered, "Jinhua, can you go out for a walk? The imperial physician said it would be good for your health."

"Even if I'm dying, you want me to have a last journey, so sad." Chang Qing asked softly in a light tone, "Really?"

These words made Ye Fuheng's hand tremble slightly, and the sword fell to the ground.

Chang Qing looked at him without saying anything. Perhaps Ye Fuheng himself did not realize that he was gradually no longer the one in control of this relationship.

He gave in step by step, and his desire to control Chang Qing became weaker and weaker, until everything bounced back to him.

Because of Changqing's physical condition, the two have never had sex or any other intimate behavior since they got married.

Ye Fuheng proposed to teach her martial arts several times, but she refused every time. Until Chang Qing fainted, the imperial physician once again said that her body was too weak and she must exercise.

After Ye Fuheng's repeated requests, Chang Qing reluctantly agreed to learn martial arts to exercise his body.

This is what you asked me to learn.

Ye Fuheng had to attend court, so he would teach Chang Qing when he had time, but as envoys from other countries were coming, he became increasingly busier.

Changqing was unhappy. It was you who asked me to learn, and it was also you who didn't have time to teach me. The relationship between the two changed again.

Ye Fuheng held the cloak and looked helplessly at the thinly dressed person. She stepped on the snow, her little face turned red by the wind, and she sneezed a few times.

My health has finally improved, but now I am suffering from this

"Although I don't have time, it's the same if I let someone else teach you. I guarantee that your martial arts skills will not be worse than mine."

Chang Qing didn't say anything. After Ye Fuheng said something else, she reluctantly agreed.

Although Ye Fuheng was worried, he didn't take it to heart when he saw Chang Qing smiling at him.

She is no longer old enough to learn martial arts, and learning it now is just to strengthen her body.

The most important thing is that Ye Fuheng couldn't bear the fact that his relationship with Chang Qing was getting better. He clearly felt that the little girl in his memory was gradually coming back.

The girl smiled brightly, with her maid accompanying her. She raised her head and looked at him. She pinched a snowball with her slender white hands and threw it at him.

Ye Fuheng had snow splashed all over his face. He was dazed for a moment and his head was buzzing.

But the girl was apparently unaware that her strength had increased after practicing martial arts, and she hit Ye Fuheng so hard that he was stunned for a long time. He just saw that she seemed to be playing with him, so he wiped the snow off his face with a bitter smile.

Ye Fuheng was not far away and was inevitably affected. He just dodged one snowball when another one suddenly enlarged and hit him on the bridge of his nose.

Then, a stream of warm liquid flowed down.

Qiu Qiu, who was still waving her hands happily, froze. She looked at her hands and then at the person who was hit.

The cold and heartless Ye Fuheng frowned, looking at the blood on his hands in a daze.

Qiuqiu shuddered all over.

It's over. My life is over.

The blood that the Regent shed was more severe than her menstrual period.

She didn't know how her strength suddenly increased, and how she could hit so accurately.

The young lady who was having fun nearby didn't seem to notice these strange seconds. Qiuqiu watched her use a stone and snow to shape a snowball.

Chang Qing winked at her.

Qiuqiu rolled her eyes and trotted over to Ye Fuheng: "Prince Regent, are you okay? I didn't mean it."

"Qiuqiu, Ah Heng."

When the eunuch who was delivering the imperial edict from the palace arrived, he happened to see an incredibly large snowball flying in front of him and hitting the regent on the head accurately.

Everyone else was dumbfounded.

The whole person began to tremble. This was the regent, a man second only to the emperor. Even the princes did not dare to be rude to him. Now someone actually hit him on the head and made him bleed.

One of the two people whose names were called by Chang Qing was hit by a loose snowball, with her head covered with flying snow, looking extremely cute.

The other guy was in a more miserable situation. He was hit on the forehead by a snowball wrapped in a stone. Blood instantly flowed down his cheek, covering up his handsome and elegant face.

When Qiuqiu saw the stone, before anyone else could react, she took two steps forward and stepped on it. She seemed to be frightened by the scene and stood there, not knowing what to do.

But in her heart she was shouting madly: Miss is so powerful, she just smashed him to death like this.

He actually dared to whip you, smash him to death, he really deserves to be my lady...

The wounds all over Chang Qing's body were always vivid in Qiuqiu's mind. There were bloodstains all over her delicate body, and those glaring marks did not disappear as the wounds healed.