Chapter 58
Feng Qingcheng has been pregnant for less than a month now, and other doctors can't find out at all. Even Feng Qingcheng herself is just suspicious and still dare not make a conclusion.

How do you know nursery rhymes?
Mo Wuyan looked at the nursery rhyme, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

Is it true that as she said, Feng Qingcheng and her are like sisters, that's why she jumped down with Feng Qingcheng, and Feng Qingcheng told her about her pregnancy?

Feng Qingcheng, on the other hand, showed an obviously shocked look, "I, am pregnant?!"

"That's right, sister, you're pregnant with the child of King Yi of Dayue Dynasty." Tong Yao said with a smile.

"Then, where is King Yi?" Feng Qingcheng's hesitant tone revealed a little imperceptible expectation.

"Hmph!" Tong Yao's complexion changed immediately, and he snorted heavily, "Sister, why are you still thinking about him? He knew you were pregnant and pushed you off the cliff. He doesn't want you anymore! Sister, how can you still think about him, a scumbag!"

After the nursery rhyme was filled with righteous indignation, Feng Qingcheng's whole body froze, her expression was gloomy, her tone was cold, but she said with a bit of sadness, "How could he be so cruel to me..."

"That's right, sister, he doesn't have you in his heart at all, don't think about him anymore!" Tong Yao suddenly smiled, "By the way, sister, didn't you lose your memory, just pretend that the previous things never happened , Thinking about it this way, my sister’s amnesia is considered a good thing.”

……

"A nursery rhyme."

After walking out of the room, Mo Wuyan called her to stop, "What's your purpose in sneaking into our Wuyan Valley?"

"What purpose can I have?" Tong Yao smiled, "My sister's injury is so serious, I'm worried about her."

"Sister?" Mo Wuyan read these two words with a smile, looking very playful, "Since you have such a good relationship, you still deliberately stimulate her in front of her, so as to provoke the relationship between her and Wei Zhaoyi?"

Nursery rhymes are silent.

Mo Wuyan looked at her, with a faint smile still on his face.

Looking at the nursery rhyme who seems to be silent because of guilty conscience, Mo Wuyan's posture inevitably carries a sense of condescending scrutiny.

"Feng Qingcheng has the fate of the phoenix, and she is the daughter of destiny. Whoever wins Feng Qingcheng wins the world." Tong Yao raised her head and blinked, looking a little playful, "Little brother, am I right?"

Mo Wuyan was shocked.

Obviously, Tong Yao's guilty and silent appearance just now was just pretending.

She is still the same as she was when she was a child, she has a bad personality, she doesn't say a word of truth, she is really cunning!

After seeing Tong Yao recognized him, Mo Wuyan stopped pretending in front of her.

Mo Wuyan restrained the smile that had been hanging on his face all the time, and completely revealed the danger and coldness in his eyes in front of nursery rhymes.

"You know my identity?" Mo Wuyan took a few steps forward, approaching the nursery rhyme, narrowing his eyes, and asked.

"Didn't my little brother also recognize my identity?" Tong Yao said while suddenly making a quick move, pulling Mo Wuyan's two palms towards him.

After Mo Wuyan moved twice without breaking free, he stopped moving and let nursery rhyme play with his palm.

On the palm of his left hand, there was a small but deep scar.It's what it looks like after being stabbed by an arrow.

Tong Yao bent her fingers, and after Mo Wuyan's palm lightly brushed, she put her five fingers together on Mo Wuyan's palm, and secretly pierced an embroidery needle into Mo Wuyan's hand under the cover of her fingers. in the palm of your hand.

When Tong Yao was doing these actions, his gaze was fixed on Mo Wuyan's face.

But from the beginning to the end, Mo Wuyan's face did not change at all.

His hand didn't respond either.

Looking at his cold expression, I remembered the way that golden and precious little boy ten years ago clasped his palms and stretched out his blue veins, tightly grasping the arrow.

Ten years have passed, and his medical skills are unparalleled in the world, but he still hasn't been able to heal the scar on the palm of his hand.

Nursery rhyme felt a little astringent in her heart.

Tong Yao calmly put away the embroidery needle, and then let go of Mo Wuyan's hand.

"Compared to ten years ago, my little brother is much more boring. It doesn't matter if he can't laugh or cry, but he doesn't even have an expression. Tsk tsk, boring, boring..."

"What's your purpose?" I was a little annoyed by the series of inexplicable responses from nursery rhymes, and showed a bit of impatience on my face.

"Hee hee," Tong Yao half-covered her mouth with her hand, squinted her eyes, and pretended to be careful to share the secret, "Want to know why I know that Feng Qingcheng is Feng Ming?"

"I want to know why I want to help you, deliberately provoke the relationship between Feng Qingcheng and Wei Zhaoyi?"

"I want to know what is the purpose of me jumping off the cliff and finding you in the Valley of Silence?"

After finishing the nursery rhyme, she kept smiling and waiting for Mo Wuyan's reaction.

After being silent for a while with no expression on his face, Mo Wuyan finally couldn't help it, and nodded slightly, "Yeah."

Tong Yao beckoned, motioning him to come closer.

Mo Wuyan paused for a moment, staring at the face of nursery rhyme for a while, then with a strange expression on his face, he leaned slightly and leaned his ears towards nursery rhyme, pretending to be listening.

Nursery rhyme is smiling, eyes almost complete the two-arch bridge.

She put her hands on Mo Wuyan's shoulders, then leaned close to his Mo Wuyan's ear, and blew gently into his cochlea, "Want to know? Kiss me."

After finishing speaking, Tong Yao stepped back, looked at Mo who seemed to be stunned, and smiled brightly and silently.

Her smiling eyes are the two sparkling Milky Ways under the two arch bridges, which are full of stars.

 I just want to ask you whether this chapter is rough, long or not, sweet or not, or not!Do you want to pick me!Do you want to call me, do you want to!

  (ps: Thank you Yan Yiye for your reward, so (づ ̄3 ̄)づ)
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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