Rong Ji quickly put on his clothes and slammed in front of me, trying to argue himself, but he didn't know how to speak.

Since I met him, even the last time he locked me in the house and tossed me for two days and two nights, I have never felt so cold as I am now.

"Ge'er, I..." Rong Ji frowned, and glanced at the weaver girl lying on the ground with disgust, and couldn't stop gagging.

I walked towards the Weaver Girl, whose eyes were blurred and her face flushed, and the murderous intent suddenly came to life.

The Weaver Girl didn't mind facing me naked, and sat up shamelessly, straightened her back and shouted at me, "You are pregnant, and you can't satisfy Your Highness, and you still have a few months to stay up!

I raised my hand and slapped her in the face.

Smack-

The slap fell on her face, but it hurt mine. In my rage, I forgot that she still had an undying curse on her, and that she would inflict her own damage on the abuser.

"Ge'er. Rong Ji held my face, wiped the blood from the corners of my mouth, and never dared to look at me.

I pushed him aside, and I almost suffocated with anger at the thought that his hand had most likely touched the Weaver Girl, and that his chest had just been leaned against by her.

I clutched my chest, stood up and staggered out of the house, just in time to bump into the master who was walking out of the alchemy room of Taishang Laojun.

When Master saw that my face was wrong, and was about to ask me what had happened, he saw Rong Ji who ran out of the house and the disheveled Weaver Girl who followed Rong Ji.

Master pulled me behind him and looked at Rong Ji coldly, "Which one are you doing?"

"I don't know what's going on. Rong Ji looked very painful, he looked at me behind the master and said, "You can enter my dream and find out." ”

I thought early on that I could let the truth come to light in his dreams. However, I want to know the truth and fear to learn the truth, even if I never change my mind, the physical betrayal is unforgivable to me.

Rong Ji walked towards me, and he knew that I was very disgusted by his touch, and he suddenly stepped half a meter in front of me, and he didn't dare to exceed the rules for half a minute.

My mind was full of images of the Weaver Girl lying on Rong Ji's body scratching Rong Ji's chest, only to feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and breathing was miserable. I leaned on the Master and whispered to the Master to take me away.

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden darkness in front of my eyes.

When I woke up again, I was back and trying the world.

After staying at the bed, I asked Qingshuang on the side, "What about tolerance?"

Qingshuang replied, "In the bath." It's been hours, and it hasn't come out. ”

I didn't want to go to him, but I couldn't help but walk to the bath.

Lifting the beaded curtain outside the bath, Rong Ji black-haired shawl, sat in the bath with his back to me, not knowing what he was doing.

There was a thick smell of blood in the air, and I wondered if he couldn't think about it, and broke himself off.

Slightly panicked, I lifted my feet and walked to the edge of the bath, only to find that he was just closing his eyes to recuperate, and I was relieved.

He slowly opened his eyes, bloodshot in them, "I've already had someone check." ”

"Obviously, Master entered the alchemy room, why did you enter the next room?" I questioned him, my eyes moved to his chest, only to find that he had touched the Weaver Girl on his chest, and scratched all the places with a dagger.

His chest was already a blur of flesh and blood, and I have to say that my heart had softened when I saw him like this.

Rong Ji said, "I saw a white figure sneaking into that room, so I followed. ”

I put my hand on his forehead, "Don't move, I'll heal you." ”

Yongji took my hand, looking guilty, "I really don't remember what happened. I never thought much of her, and I couldn't even remember what she looked like. ”

I withdrew my hand from his hand and rested it on his forehead, "I believe every word you say. But tolerance, you probably don't know, I can't tolerate sand in my eyes. I'm not going to ask for an apple that I've taken a bite of. ”

Rong Ji closed his eyes and suppressed the despair in his eyes, "Don't heal my injuries, I will have a fetal gas." ”

He lowered my hand gently, "Why don't you go into my dreams." ”

Perhaps Rong Ji wanted to know more than I did what was going on in that room, and he was no less painful than I was.

It may be a trivial thing that is not worth mentioning for an ordinary man, but for a person with a deep cleanliness habit like him, touching a woman he doesn't want to touch is probably as disgusting as eating.

I thought about it again and again, and finally mustered up the courage to shroud me and him in a cobweb.

Clearing the fog, I stepped into the dream of tolerance with trepidation.

He followed the master all the way into the courtyard of Taishang Laojun, and as he said, he chased a white figure into the room.

I followed him into the house, and I saw him standing in the middle of the room, looking around, "Who?"

"It's me, your weaver. The Weaver Girl was naked, and suddenly appeared in front of Rong Ji out of thin air.

Rong Ji's Sky Cutting Sword was unsheathed and was about to slash towards the Weaver Girl, but the Weaver Girl was holding an incense burner and hung the incense burner on Rong Ji's Sky Cutting Sword.

In an instant, the five senses and six senses were paralyzed, and he fell straight backwards.

The Weaver Girl stepped forward and touched Rong Ji's face with infinite affection, "Your Highness, you are really careless, and you have ignored the curse on my body. ”

I see!

The Weaver Girl deliberately hung the incense burner on Rong Ji's Sky Cutting Sword, and the curse on her body would default to Rong Ji carrying the incense burner to stun the Weaver Girl, so the psychedelic effect of the incense burner was reflected on Rong Ji.

The Weaver Girl stripped off Rong Ji's clothes in three or two, and my heart rose to my throat.

But at this moment, Rongji's dream fell into a blank, and even I could barely get out of his dream.

After waiting for a long time and still finding nothing, I had to crush the dream with one hand.

Back in reality, Rong Ji asked, "Can you see clearly?"

I shook my head and placed my hand in front of his forehead again, "You forgot that the Weaver Girl will retaliate and be stunned by her. But after that, because your mind is blank, I can't find out. ”

"Ge'er, I don't want to lose you. After a long time, Rong Ji muttered to himself.

After I finished healing his wounds, I sat on the edge of the bath, and I felt a little guilty in my heart, "If I am stunned, you will definitely not blame me at the first time, but you will feel sorry for everything I have suffered." And I, when you yourself are in great pain, to question you, to question you..."

Rong Ji's eyes finally lit up with a glimmer of light, "Do you really think so?"

I nodded, but my heart was still very responsive, like something that belonged to me, suddenly ruined, and I didn't know how to vent my anger.

"Your Highness!" Chasing Feng broke in with a solemn face, as if he had encountered some urgent matter.

Rong Ji walked out of the bath, his ink hair dripping with water, and stretched out his hand to me sitting on the edge of the bath.

Thinking that his hands had just been touched by the Weaver Girl, even though Rong Ji had been soaking in the bath for several hours, I still felt very good. I quietly avoided his hand and slowly stood up with one hand on the ground.

Chasing the wind glanced at me, hesitating and not daring to report.

Rong Ji looked down, "What's the matter, let's talk about it." ”

"Your Highness, the Weaver Girl, who has been exiled to the Seventh Heaven, said that you and he have already been husband and wife, and said that she was pregnant, and made trouble in the Lingxiao Palace, asking Her Highness to be responsible for her. "Chasing the wind has been looking at me, for fear that I will be angry, and I will raise my knife and kill into the Lingxiao Palace.

Naturally I don't believe in the Weaver Girl's nonsense, and I don't know if anything happened to her and Rong Ji.

"Let's go, let's go to the Lingxiao Hall and have a look. "I'd like to see what kind of waves she can make!

On the Lingxiao Palace, the Weaver Girl knelt in the center with her head held high, and she could answer the questions of the Emperor of Heaven fluently.

The queen didn't like her in the first place, and now she made such a joke, which made her even more disgusted.

The queen of heaven had a cold face, "Push her into Zhuxiantai." ”

The Weaver Girl stood up and pointed to her stomach, not losing to the queen of heaven at all, "The queen of heaven is not even ready to ask for her own grandson?"

"It's just you, can a pheasant give birth to a golden phoenix!" the queen stretched out her trembling finger and said, "The heavenly grandson of this palace can only be born from the crown princess." ”

There is only one princess in the palace of His Royal Highness the Prince, and there are few people, so there should be more concubines. It happened that the Weaver Girl was pregnant, and Xiaoxian thought that the prince should marry her into the door and make her a side concubine. An immortal official Zhen Zhen said.

More and more immortal officials chimed in, "Yes, the Weaver Girl is pregnant with the flesh and blood of His Royal Highness the Prince, so it is not appropriate to be executed!"

Rong Ji and I stepped into the hall together and walked towards the Weaver Girl in the center of the main hall.

The Weaver Girl hooked her lips and smiled lightly, and greeted Rong Ji, "Your Highness, you are here!"

The Heaven Slashing Sword in Rong Ji's hand rioted, and it was possible to unsheath it at any time and cut off the Weaver Girl's head with a single sword.

Due to the curse on the Weaver Girl's body, and the staring eyes of so many immortal officials, I still held down Rong Ji's Heaven Slashing Sword in time and whispered, "Don't act rashly. ”

"I'm a god too, and her curse won't hurt my life. Rong Ji said.

But I didn't want him to take this risk, so I lightly left a sentence, "You'd better not interfere in the matter of the Weaver Girl, otherwise I will be angry and uncomfortable when I see you." Go and help me find the black box and solve the mystery of Master's life and death!"

Rong Ji heard me say this, so he stabilized the Sky Cutting Sword, withdrew his hand, and subconsciously wanted to hold my hand.

I subconsciously avoided his hand, stepped forward, and asked the Weaver Girl, "How can you confirm that the flesh and bones in your stomach are His Highness's or the Cowherd's?"

"Cowherd and I only see each other once a year, and our relationship has long faded. The Weaver Girl argued to herself.

I sneered at each other, "Say it as if you have feelings for you! If you can't prove that the child in your womb is tolerant, then you are guilty of deceit!"

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Tweet: "The Reborn Concubine" / by Hua Yi'an

[1V1, double clean, pet text, wits and courage]

In his previous life, he was full of poetry and books, but he still couldn't resist the intrigues and tricks of the people around him

The grandfather who admired him since he was a child, the benevolent and kind step-"grandmother", and the aunt who was deeply affectionate, all changed overnight.

Her parents said that her bones were gone, and her brother, who was nearly 10 years old, was severely beaten to death

Reliving a lifetime, Ning Mo swore that those who owed her would be doubled back

Abandon poetry and books, be good at business, confusing, intricate, step by step out of your own daughter-in-law's elegance!

He is gentle as jade, talented, and is the son of King Rui, who has been frail and sickly since childhood.

In his previous life, he had a shocking glimpse when she was embarrassed, and in this life, she was the benefactor who rescued him from fire and water when he was in danger.

The son of the world said: The grace of dripping water should be repaid by the spring, and the grace of saving life should be ......

Miss Mo: In order to repay the grace of saving lives, you should go as far as you can

The prince said: No, the grace of saving lives should be promised by oneself

Ning Mo: ......