Remnant King's Ghost Concubine

Chapter 313 The Grand Finale (2)
King Xiaoyao glanced at the two of them, put his arm around Princess Lingxiao's waist, and said disdainfully, "I don't have the skills. After this battle, I want to go back to Lihou. I hope that my children will be married as soon as possible!"

Princess Ling Xiao's face turned red all of a sudden, dare he not speak out the evil thoughts in his heart?She stepped on his toes, turned and left.

Xiaoyaohuang snorted lightly in pain, walked over and sat down casually. The three most beautiful men in the world sat together, each with its own merits. Standing together with a beautiful man, he became a perfect foil, it is best for him to leave wisely.

Sigh... It is said that there is no gap without comparison, but none of these three people lose to the other.

Ouyang Qiu followed the retreat of the Qingguo team, took back his subordinates, and counted the casualties.The Ninth Prince walked over.As Chichiguagua was talking, Qingfeng had already taken offense at the broken mouth of the Ninth Prince. Every time he came back, the first thing he did was to look at Yuyi, who was still standing in a noble place, overlooking the battlefield indifferently.

The three were talking loudly, but one of them was a little absent-minded, and his eyes kept looking at the town not far away.

Mr. Tang returned to the town and went to see Baili Youmeng without taking a rest. This person was the one who contributed the most in this battle. He didn't want her to make any mistakes because of this, otherwise, his conscience would be disturbed.

Baili Youmeng has been sleeping, and the other three people have woken up one after another. She is the only one who has been sleeping, which made him a little uncertain. He took the pulse, and the pulse was stable. There was no abnormality, but the loss of spiritual power made her unable to bear it.

The night gradually rises, submerging the bloody storm of the day, and the distant drums of war gradually fade away with time.In the silent night of Wan Lai, the lights in her room were still bright, and Wan Yue let out a sigh of relief and went out.Here is close to the ghosts, and the weather in the ghosts is volatile this year. Although it looks like spring, it is still mixed with the cold of winter, and the nights here are still very cold.Can Yue's body instantly petrified outside the door, motionless, as if frightened by something.

"Wang... Wang... Wang Ye..." She pronounced these two words with difficulty, and the door was already closed.

Sure enough, she came here very disobediently, why couldn't this woman listen to him once?The petal imprint between her eyebrows disappeared without a trace, and he vaguely guessed something in his heart. His jade fingers froze in the air, and he couldn't let go of his hand for a long time but touched her face, as if he had been deprived of his breath.

Finally, the fingertips came down and gently brushed between her brows.Familiar feeling, warm breath, she seemed to be disturbed by someone to clear her dream, she frowned slightly displeased, after sleeping for countless days and nights, she finally opened her eyes slowly and saw him sitting beside her, "Is it a dream? ?”

Nangong Wuji leaned down, kissed her hard, bit her lips lightly, but not hard, as if to prove that this was not a dream, but telling her?Still telling myself, it's not a dream?
"Why didn't you tell me when you came?" He lifted her up and put her in his arms. The skillful movements seemed to be a habit developed by couples for several generations. He placed his big palm on her belly.

"Tell you, you must be distracted on the battlefield." Baili Youmeng put her little hand on the back of his hand and smiled softly, "Wuji, tell me, you miss me."

Nangong Wuji didn't pursue it, didn't accuse her of why she didn't cherish her body so much, but gently kissed her temples, and said, "Yes!"

Baili Youmeng chuckled, is he so bad at expressing the love in his heart?It is difficult for him to say that he loves her, but it is still difficult for him to say that he misses her.But he gave her all his meticulous love in action.If he didn't want her, he wouldn't leave the battlefield and come all the way without rest.But he just said 'hmm'.

His big hand was on her belly, maybe the baby in her belly was dissatisfied with his answer and kicked his palm.

Baili Youmeng smiled lightly, and gently stroked the naughty child, "Okay, I still have your share."

Nangong Wuji finally showed a faint smile on his face. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Baili Youmeng. His voice was a bit stiff but gentle, "I miss you."

Baili Youmeng was stunned for a moment, his eyes almost shattered, he raised his head, and kissed his lips. Those who know him well know that he would not say such things easily, he said he missed her, not them , let alone think about it.

Sure enough, the child in his belly kicked his palm again in displeasure, once, twice.

"So naughty, it should be a boy." Nangong Wuji's eyes were gentle, and the warm heat from his palm was slowly injected into her stomach, as if trying to calm the child down.

"Girls can be mischievous. Wuji, do you like boys or girls?" The happy smile on Baili Youmeng's face, in this world, there is nothing more gratifying and satisfying than this moment, leaning on her husband's In their arms, the two were discussing whether the child in their womb was a boy or a girl.

"Boys and girls like it." Nangong Wuji's thin lips evoked the shallow crescent shape, neither thick nor light, and his eyes were as soft as water, gently brushing away the broken hair around her ears.

Both boys and girls like it, because it is him and her child, how can he not like it?He loves her, and he loves their children.

"Hehe...well, it doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl. Wuji, what name do you think you'll give the child?" Baili Youmeng smiled happily, her eyes were gentle, she waited quietly for his response, silence, silence Only the sound of their heartbeats and his steady breathing remained.

"No..." Baili Youmeng looked up suspiciously, to see him with his head down, sitting up and falling asleep, she gently caressed his face, her eyes were full of distress, she was tired, and it had been days and nights He has never closed his eyes during the fierce battle. Now, with her by his side, he can finally sleep peacefully. Only when he hugs his wife and children can he feel at ease.

Baili Youmeng gently took his hand away, helped him to lie down, with a soft and soothing voice, talking about her thoughts in detail, like talking to herself, but more like pouring out.She talked too much, and she no longer remembered how many sweet words she said that were hidden in her heart, they were all her innumerable nostalgia and admiration.

The person who seemed to have fallen asleep had a flash of a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was so tired that he couldn't say a word, and he was so sleepy that he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or she really said so many lingering words.

She kept looking at him, and every time she woke up, he would leave quietly. This time, she didn't want to sleep again, for fear that when she woke up, only his residual warmth would be left beside her.

Maybe it was because she had been in a deep sleep for several days, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. She pulled the quilt and suddenly saw a familiar thing hanging on his waist. She was taken aback, and then took a closer look.

He actually hung that four-faced purse around his waist?And take it out to fight?Baili Youmeng bit her lip hard, and she swore that she would do a good job for him next time. Although the job of a female celebrity is torture for her, she can't let such an inconspicuous purse be with him. ?If a thing is too beautiful, the ugly things around him will stand out more. This purse was not so dazzling before, but why did she just want to change it when it came to him.Is he prodding her to challenge herself?She can't do it, she is defeated by needlework!
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