Prince's Mansion, Summer Palace.

Lu'er hurriedly stepped into the back room.

"Concubine Niangniang, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is back. ”

Mo Qingying put down the half-embroidered mandarin duck, her eyes fell on Lu'er's body deeply, and after a long silence, she stood up carefully with her waist in her hands.

Lu'er stepped forward with insight and straightened the corners of her slightly wrinkled clothes.

The onion white jade finger landed on the slightly raised lower abdomen and rubbed it, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked up with an unknown color.

Song Haotian had just returned from the palace and plunged into the study.

"Your Highness. ”

A delicate voice came from outside the door, Song Haotian put down the wolf in his hand, and said expressionlessly: "Come in." ”

The hidden door was pushed open at once, and the woman who greeted her was dressed in a lake blue dress, lining her delicate little face more and more gently like water.

"The weather is hot, and the concubine cooks rock sugar pear soup for His Royal Highness to reduce the heat. Mo Qingying smiled and walked over with the tray.

Song Haotian glanced at her lightly and didn't say anything.

The back room was silent, only the sound of Song Haotian swallowing rock sugar pear soup, watching him drop the soup bowl.

Mo Qingying said softly: "The concubine has good news to tell His Highness." ”

"Huh?"

She caressed her stomach, her eyebrows and eyes were as soft as the breeze passing through the alley: "The concubine is pregnant with the flesh and blood of His Highness." ”

Song Haotian was stunned for a moment, and then there was an undersurge in his heart, and the coldness on his face was instantly replaced by a little joy.

Seeing this, Mo Qingying was very proud.

has a child, even if Mo Qingning wants to marry in, she has to weigh it carefully, of course, she will never let Mo Qingning's slut marry into the prince's mansion.

"It's wonderful. Song Haotian smiled loudly, and as soon as he grabbed his hand, he pulled the person to sit on his lap.

Finally arrived, although Mo Qingying is not a person with eight characters and all yin, but also half of the eight characters are all yin, and the child in the womb is of excellent quality, if he eats it, it will be beneficial to his magic and harmless............

Mo Qingying didn't know Song Haotian's inner thoughts, otherwise she would never see him like this, and she looked smiling proudly.

"Your Highness, I heard that the Puhua Temple outside the city is extremely effective, and the concubine wants to seek peace and blessing for the flesh and blood in her womb. ”

Song Haotian, who was overjoyed, naturally agreed.

Mo Qingying's eyes dimmed, and she said in a loud voice: "The concubine wants His Royal Highness to accompany the concubine." ”

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A carved carriage stopped outside the Puhua Temple.

Ling'er lifted the curtain of the car: "Master, Miss, it's here." ”

As the words fell, the richly dressed woman and the beautiful-looking woman stepped out of the carriage one after the other.

Recently, Luo has always had nightmares, and for the sake of security, he asked Mo Qingning to accompany him to this Puhua Temple.

The gray-robed monk who sprinkled the sweep led the person into the lobby.

Luo donated some sesame oil money, knelt in front of the Bodhisattva statue, bowed reverently, and then sat in the Buddha hall and copied the scriptures.

"I heard that the master of Puhua Temple is very virtuous, and Ning Er wants to visit. ”

Luo raised his eyes to look at Mo Qingning, nodded and said, "Go ahead." ”

On the winding bluestone road, Mo Qingning followed behind the gray-clothed monk, walking step by step, and after a while, a fresh and elegant bamboo house came into view.

The unknown bird flapped its wings in the bamboo grove behind the house and gradually flew away.

After walking across the curved stone arch bridge, I finally came to the bamboo house.

Luo Shi in the Buddhist hall was copying the scriptures without distraction, and suddenly a gentle and well-behaved voice sounded above his head.

"Mother. ”

Luo Shi raised his eyelids and looked over, the people who caught his eyes were not Mo Qingying and Song Haotian, who else?

Now that feng shui is turning, even if Luo is the mother of Mofu and Mo Qingying's "mother", but the identity of the prince's concubine is there, even if he is unwilling, he has to greet An.

"The courtiers have seen His Royal Highness the Prince, the side concubine. ”

Mo Qingying sneered in her heart, but her face was soft, and she hurriedly helped Luo Shi: "Mother doesn't have to be polite. ”

Luo scolded secretly, forced himself to suppress his evil breath, and asked: "Your Highness and Niangniang also came to the temple to ask for blessings?"

Mo Qingying glanced at Song Haotian affectionately, and her little hand fell on her stomach: "Well, come and ask for peace and happiness for Ying'er and His Royal Highness's children." ”

Luo almost didn't mention it in one breath, looking at Mo Qingying's stomach, his eyes were changing.

Mo Qingying, this slut, is so fast, how long has it been since she was married, and she was pregnant with His Royal Highness the Prince, looking at it this way, if Ning Er didn't speed up her pace, I'm afraid it would ............

Luo's thoughts, Mo Qingying's heart was clear, she also said this deliberately, in order to make the mother and daughter jump off the wall in a hurry.

At this point, she had forgotten.

"Didn't Sister Ning'er come with her mother?"

Luo's eyes flickered, stabilized, and then said, "Where did Ning'er go?" ”

Mo Qingying replied clearly, but the dim afterglow seemed to sweep towards Song Haotian on the side.

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The breeze pours in, carrying a faint fragrance.

"Lord Mo's fate brings blessing, which is the life of unparalleled luck. ”

Master Yuan's words made Mo Qingning's eyes suddenly light up.

"It's just ......" Master Yuan frowned, looking like he wanted to say something.

"Just what?" asked Mo Qingning, who was overjoyed, with an anxious expression.

The latter seemed to sigh: "It's just that Lord Mo Shi has a catastrophe in his life, if he survives safely, he will be unparalleled in luck, and if he can't live, he will be miserable for a lifetime." ”

The four words of life were sad, which made Mo Qingning's heart uneasy.

"Does the master have a solution?"

Master Liyuan closed his eyes and shook his head: "It's all up to Lord Mo's creation, and there is only so much that the poor monk can say." ”

Mo Qingning didn't know how he got out of the bamboo house, and his mind was full of what Master Yuan said.

What others said, maybe she laughed it off, but this was from Master Yuan, so she couldn't think about it too much.

After all, Xiao Shizi is a fool, even if she has the name of the prince? Marrying him, isn't she miserable for a lifetime?

Mo Qingning's eyes narrowed, and the more he thought about it, the more determined he became to dissolve the marriage contract.

Suddenly, his waist suddenly tightened, and when he reacted, he had been brought into the rockery.

With a familiar aura, Mo Qingning immediately guessed who it was.

Looking back, the man was wearing a black four-clawed python robe, his face was cold and gloomy, it was not Song Haotian, who else?

Mo Qingning's heart tightened, and he subconsciously swept around, and then whispered: "Qingning greets His Highness." ”

Song Haotian hooked the woman's waist and gently took it, and the two were almost attached to each other like babies.

"In the past few days, Ning'er has not looked for this hall. ”

The warm breath mixed with the man's unique ambergris rushed into the nasal cavity, the woman's eyes were lowered, and her little face was red: "Your Highness is always the husband of Ying'er's sister, Ning'er...... Ning'er can't be sorry for Ying'er's sister............"

The slender fingers brushed the woman's slightly hot face lovingly, and the man's deep voice was very seductive.

"Ning'er, this palace is the prince, it is impossible to marry Mo Qingying alone. ”

The woman's eyes shone brightly at the man's handsome face, and said with a gloomy expression: "What His Highness said is true." ”

"What's wrong? Not happy?"

Mo Qingning shook his head and said sullenly: "Ning Er just thought that His Highness would have many women in the future, and Ning Er was so uncomfortable that she was about to suffocate." ”

These words obviously pleased Song Haotian, and he hooked her jaw and fell down on the bright red lip flap..................

This situation and this scene all fell into the eyes of Xiao Chengfan, who was hiding in the dark.

It was far away, and he couldn't hear what Mo Qingning and Song Haotian said, but the hand hanging by his side was already clenched............

In a clean meditation room, Lu'er pushed open the door and walked in.

Mo Qingying copied the scriptures without raising her eyelids, and asked coldly, "How is it?"

Lu'er nodded: "It's over." ”

The corners of Mo Qingying's mouth were hooked with a touch of coldness, and the tone of the pen under his hand was much heavier: "When he brought Xiao Chengfan over, he didn't suspect it, right?"

Lu'er hurriedly replied: "Don't worry, Niangniang." ”

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