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Guardian Fu?
Upon hearing this title, a flicker of astonishment passed through Xiao Ruo's downcast eyes.
It wasn't the Three Days General or the Acting General, but "Guardian Fu"?
As soon as Fu Hanwen entered, his gaze fell upon the slender figure hunched over the table, drafting a prescription, triggering the illusion that his own wife stood before him once more.
But he knew it was merely an illusion.
He shifted his gaze to Murong Xin and took a few looks. Seeing her complexion a bit pale but her spirit not too weak, he knew there shouldn't be anything seriously wrong. Nevertheless, he still asked, "General, are you alright?"
With a smile, Murong Xin teased, "Hanwen, weren't you going back to enjoy your little daily life? Why are you still here?"
Yu Qiu's face was full of understanding, "Guardian Fu, you stayed for the General, didn't you?"
Xiao Ruo's brush in hand paused heavily, nearly piercing through the rice paper.