Marry a Duke

Chapter 141 Try Her

She slept deeply last night and woke up early. When she woke up, Wei Xuan had not gotten up and left as usual, so she was face to face with him, and the two were only a fist's distance away from each other.

If they moved a little more, their faces would be touching each other.

Fu Ran blinked to make sure he wasn't dreaming, his waist was still pressing on her legs.

Fu Ran closed his eyes tightly.

She slowly moved back to a safe distance, then slowly moved his legs away.

Her movements were very gentle, but Wei Xuan was a martial artist, and his five senses were much stronger than those of ordinary people.

He can immediately detect any slight movement around him.

He suddenly opened his dark eyes and saw Fu Ran still carefully moving his legs. He suddenly didn't want to move anymore and let her move with all her strength.

She wanted to move his legs, but didn't want to wake him up, so the process took a long time and she couldn't use much force. After all the tossing and turning, Fu Ran was so tired that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

She muttered in dissatisfaction, when did this guy become so bad when sleeping?

Did he sleep like this before?

Wuyou was sleeping in the middle, so would he put his legs on Wuyou? Wuyou was so small, and if she was pressed by his long legs, she would definitely -

Thinking of this, Fu Ran felt a little resentful and no longer was cautious, and directly pulled out his leg.

Wei Xuan couldn't pretend to sleep anymore.

He opened his eyes and looked at her: "Awake?"

"Yes." Fu Ran sat up straighter. "The Duke's sleeping posture is not very good sometimes. I think it is not suitable for you to sleep with Wuyou in the future."

She wanted him to go back to his room and sleep.

Stop depriving them of their mother-daughter time.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xuan agreed.

"That's true. However, your sleeping posture is not very good. You sometimes have symptoms of sleepwalking. It is not suitable for you to sleep with Wuyou anymore. Let's put Wuyou in a small bed from now on. The small bed should be next to the big bed and beside us. This way, no one will crush her."

"I agree." Fu Ran felt that there was no problem with this decision. "Then where do you sleep?"

"Of course I'll still sleep here." Wei Xuan sat up. Her rejection was already obvious, but he just wouldn't let her have her way. He was her husband, was she so blatantly disliking him? "Why? Madam, do you think it's inappropriate?"

Fu Ran nodded without hesitation.

"It's indeed not appropriate. The Duke is in a high position and has great power. He needs to deal with family and national affairs. The country can't live without you for a day. You must rest well so that you can devote yourself to Dayue. You can't just waste your energy on your family. I can do small things like accompany my daughter to sleep. The Duke is a man of great responsibility. Just rest well in your room."

Ultimately, she just didn't want to be in the same room with him.

Wei Xuan got out of bed with his body straight.

He stood in front of the bed, like a mountain, pressing heavily on Fu Ran.

"Madam, you should understand that it is natural for a husband and wife to live in the same room and sleep in the same bed." He glanced at her for a long while, and when he heard her mumbling softly, he knew how dissatisfied she was.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Madam, if you are dissatisfied, you can speak out."

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied." Fu Ran smiled perfunctorily, "We've been married for a few days, and now we've even given birth to a child. There's no need to sleep in the same bed from now on. After all, we're both used to sleeping in a bed alone."

Has he completely forgotten how he treated her before?

This would make him appear to be her husband.

"Everything that happened before was a misunderstanding. If Madam is dissatisfied with this, I will try my best to make it up to you in the future."

"That's not necessary." Fu Ran didn't want to have any expectations of him.

"In that case, madam, please get up and help your husband change his clothes." He spread his arms like a roc spreading its wings.

It has to be said that he has an upright figure, a narrow waist and broad shoulders, an ascetic face, and a high-ranking position of power. Either of these traits makes it easy for people to become addicted to him.

Everyone likes beauty, whether it is male or female.

Everyone has a love for beauty.

Fu Ran also had one. She looked at his tall, mighty and upright figure, and his confusing face, that was all - what was more important was his identity.

She stood up, put on a coat, and was about to change his clothes when she realized that he had no clothes prepared in her room.

"My Lord, you should go back to your room and let Xiao Ningzi or Bian change your clothes. There are only clothes for me and Wuyou here, but not yours. It would be inappropriate for My Lord to condescend to wear my clothes." She said indifferently.

Wei Xuan remembered that he had indeed not placed any clothes here.

He called for help immediately.

"Someone is coming."

"I'm here." It was Qiao'er who answered.

"Ask Xiao Ningzi to bring over the clothes she will wear today." Wei Xuan ordered.

"Yes." Qiao'er left, and soon she and Xiao Ningzi came over together. Xiao Ningzi said outside the door: "Master, the clothes are here."

"Let Qiao'er bring it in." Wei Xuan said.

"Yes."

After a while, Qiao'er put the clothes aside, and Wei Xuan looked at her indifferently again. Fu Ran bit his lower lip and thought, okay, he has done this much, if she finds excuses to refuse again, it would be a slap in his face.

Now that she is under someone's roof, how can she not bow her head?

She silently picked up a piece of clothing. When she was in the *** Mansion, she also helped to change clothes, so she was quite handy in dressing complicated clothes.

She treated him as nothing and put on her clothes carefully one by one. He even went so far as to ask her to comb his hair.

Fu Ran gritted his teeth.

Forget it, there is a knife above her head when it comes to enduring, so she continues to endure.

"Please sit down, my Lord."

Wei Xuan sat in front of her dressing mirror as she was told.

Fu Ran frowned as she combed his hair and put on a crown for him. Her hands were quite deft and she combed the hair meticulously, making it very smooth.

Wei Xuan didn't want to embarrass her, he just wanted to see how she did.

Unexpectedly, she accomplished more than he expected.

Everything was ready. Wei Xuan stood up and looked at her with her long hair loose. She was wearing only a thin coat and pajamas, looking petite and thin.

His eyes darkened.

"Go wash up, change your clothes, and take Wuyou with you to Qingfuyuan for breakfast."

Fu Ran wanted to refuse.

Look up at his face.

That's it.

"Yes."

He would only leave if she agreed. Otherwise, who knows how long he would stare at her. He would definitely not leave until she agreed.

Wei Xuan stepped out of the room but did not go back directly. Instead, he went to the next room, looked at Wuyou, kissed Wuyou's little face, and then went back to the room.

A moment later, Fu Ran was waiting for him in the yard, holding Wuyou.

He stepped forward and took Wuyou from Fu Ran's arms.

Wuyou had a good night's sleep and was in good spirits. He opened his bright eyes, babbled, and waved his little hands, looking very excited.

Wei Xuan was amused by her little appearance.

He seldom smiled, but when he did, he looked much gentler and more sunny.

He held his daughter's small, soft hand.