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Chapter 440 Broken Sleeve Emperor VS Cold General 26

Chapter 440 Broken Sleeve Emperor VS Cold General 26
Seeing that Mo Lan looked away unnaturally, Man Luo chuckled lightly, and that small white hand had already landed on Mo Lan's face, and she teased: "It seems that the general is not completely uninterested in me."

As time passed by, the aroma in the hall became more and more intense, and the surrounding temperature seemed to rise faintly.

Before he knew it, Mo Lan's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Man Luo tilted his head and asked innocently, "Is the general hot?"

After being reminded by Man Luo, Mo Lan finally realized that something was wrong, his body was stiff, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the incense burner with white smoke curling up.

"What did His Majesty order!"

When Mo Lan spoke, her voice was already a little hoarse.

Did you find it?

Man Luo smiled and rolled his eyes: "It's the spice of passion fruit from the Qi Kingdom. Not only does it work well, but it also has no antidote. It's really good for generals."

When Mo Lan heard this, she stood up abruptly, but was held back by the little emperor in disheveled robes: "General, you must be clear that there is no antidote to this incense. Who do you want to spend some time with when you leave like this?"

Man Luo opened his hands, and the bright yellow dragon robe slipped loosely to one side, and his white shoulders became more and more alluring in the slightly dim room.

"General?"

The little emperor wearing a dragon robe had a soft smile on his face. He looked like a teenager, but he had extraordinarily slender bones, and his fair skin was even more delicate than some girls.

An uncontrollable emotion gradually grew wildly in his heart. Mo Lan's gaze was fixed on the little emperor, and his hand that was tightly held by his side suddenly loosened, and he pinched the little emperor's chin instead.

"Does your Majesty know what you are doing?"

Man Luo pursed her lips, facing the man's increasingly dangerous eyes, she was even more relaxed: "Of course."

As soon as she finished speaking, her jaw hurt.

The hand pinching her chin slightly lifted her face, and Mo Lan's eyes flicked across Man Luo's brows and eyes, and gradually settled on the corners of the other's smiling lips.

He lowered his body, and their faces gradually approached.

Manro lowered his eyes obediently.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Eunuch De's voice suddenly sounded noisy.

Man Luo frowned: "Get lost!"

The good atmosphere in the room was instantly broken by Eunuch De's thoughtless howl.

Eunuch De, who was standing outside the door to announce the good news, paused, the smile on his face froze, but thinking of the great news he wanted to report, he cleared his throat and said, "Your Majesty! It's really a happy event, your new favorite, that Your Majesty Wan is happy!"

The little emperor has been on the throne for so long, although he has favored countless beauties, but for some reason, none of the beauties have moved in their stomachs.

The matter of not having any heirs has always been a concern for the little emperor, but now that it is healed, a concubine is finally pregnant with a dragon seed.

Eunuch De reported while listening to the movement in the room.

But after a long time, there was no sound inside.

Eunuch De was puzzled for a moment, then became clear.

His Majesty must be very happy!

Eunuch De smiled happily outside.

The hall was gloomy and oppressive.

Mo Lan's movements had already stopped, and the two of them froze in place, breathing and hearing each other, but there was no warmth at all.

Manro could see the coldness in the man's eyes that almost turned into reality.

"Your Majesty, your concubine is pregnant."

The man's voice was hoarse, and his tone was low and calm without any emotion.

"..." Man Luo didn't think about anything now, he just hoped to rush out in a while and cut Eunuch De into pieces.

Facing Mo Lan, who was obviously in a wrong mood, she immediately raised her hand and swore: "General, you have to trust me, I swear, that child is definitely not mine! Otherwise...or the sky will be struck by lightning!"

(End of this chapter)

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