Beili Palace, Yilan Palace

"Brother!"

Midnight dreams, sweaty shirts.

Feng Wuwu got up in shock, and before he could stand firmly, he hurriedly ran out of the house.

Jun Mo was quick with his eyes, grabbed her cold little hand, and asked slowly, "Where are you going?" ”

"I want to go to Yunqin. The eldest brother is stubborn, and he is very worried about him. ”

Feng Wuwu clutched his pounding heart, and there was still a lingering nightmare in his mind.

In the nightmare, Feng Yi was covered in blood, and he couldn't see it...

"This king is fully prepared, Feng Yi will definitely not have an accident."

Jun Moran put her cold hand on his heart, and comforted her in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid. According to this king's understanding of Yun Feibai, Zong Fengyi was captured by him, and he would not easily hurt Fengyi's life. ”

Feng asked puzzledly, "Why?" ”

In her opinion, Yun Feibai is a demon who eats people and does not spit out bones.

If Feng Yi fell into his hands, how could he retreat?

Jun Mo dyed but smiled silently.

Yun Feibai's thoughts, how could he not know?

It's just that he doesn't want Feng Wuwu to know that Yun Feibai regards her as important.

"In recent days, my lord has always been restless, suffering from gains and losses."

Feng Wuwu looked sorrowful, his hands were weakly resting on Jun Moran's broad chest, his body was extremely sleepy, but he couldn't sleep steadily.

"Relax, being a first-time mother, it is inevitable that you will be a little uncomfortable. After a while, I won't be thinking as much as I am now. ”

"What are you talking about? These are two different things. ”

"That's what the books say."

Jun Moran consciously lost his words and was instantly silenced.

He didn't want Feng Wuwu to know that he was carrying her behind his back, so he secretly flipped through hundreds of books on how to take care of pregnant women.

I didn't think about it, I was so anxious that I leaked my mouth.

"What books?"

Feng Wuwu blinked, and his weak and boneless hands roamed around his body wantonly, "Say!" What treasure are you hiding behind your back? ”

"Nothing."

Jun Moran's voice was faint, obviously unwilling to tell her the truth.

"You can find it if you don't say it."

Feng Wuwu snorted, she grabbed Jun Moran's hands violently, and then stretched out another foot and swept down the bed.

In the next moment, a colorful book came into her eyes.

Jun Moran looked slightly embarrassed, and said in a deep voice: "Return it to this king." ”

"No."

Feng Wuwu grimaced at him, and then read the contents of the classics with interest: "When women are pregnant with Liujia, they are much more sensitive than usual, and they need to be given more love. After the third trimester of pregnancy, you can have sex with them as appropriate, and through your actions, you can take care of them personally..."

"Shut up."

Jun Mo's face was blue and red, and he really didn't want to admit that he would read such an improper classic.

Feng Wuwu couldn't help but smile, and looked at the sketches of the characters in the classics with relish, "I didn't expect that I could try so many postures during pregnancy." The Regent would love to try it? ”

"I don't know what to do."

Jun Moran snatched the book from her hand and threw it into the charcoal fire, "This king is not a man of lust. Flipping through the books is purely to take care of you. ”

"Don't you want to touch your master at all? Or has he lost his appeal to you? ”

"It's cheap, and it's good... When you give birth to a dog's egg, even if you shout in your throat, this king will not be soft-hearted. ”

Jun Moran looked at the increasingly restless woman in his arms depressedly, as if her whole body was on fire, and even her hair was full of heat.

Feng Wuwu sat in his arms and chuckled, "I don't know why, I am looking forward to it." ”

Jun Moran smiled dumbly, and coaxed her lightly, "I have to go to Ling's Mansion tomorrow, and if you don't sleep, when the time comes, they should think that this king has bullied you." ”

"Who told you to keep a straight face? They are afraid that you will bully you, which is understandable. ”

Although Feng Wuwu said this, he didn't want Jun Moran to be misunderstood again.

She snuggled silently beside him, and as soon as she closed her eyes, the picture of Feng Yi's tragic death once again flashed in her mind.

Jun Mo saw that Feng Wuwu trembled lightly, and was puzzled, "Isn't it infected with the wind cold?" Why do you keep shaking? ”

"No problem."

Feng Wuwu shook his head, stretched out a hand, and poked his charming abs, "When you are upset, only the regent's beautiful body can calm Ye Ning's mind." ”

"Did you do anything like this to other men before you met this king?"

"Does Ah Huang count?"

"Feng worry-free! Do you compare this king with Ah Huang? Jun Moran pinched Feng Wuwu's face and bit her lip coldly.

"So what?"

Feng Wuwu straightened his waist, leaned on his slightly protruding abdomen, and frequently spread his wings on the edge of the beating.

Jun Moran snorted coldly: "Toast and don't eat and eat and drink." ”

As soon as the words fell, he straightforwardly stuffed the pill in his sleeve into Feng Wuwu's mouth.

"What is this? Strange delicious. ”

"Tocolytics."

"In this world, there are still such sweet and greasy fetal pills? Why didn't you take it out earlier? The bitter and astringent decoction for nearly two months was drunk. ”

Jun Mo Ran hooked the corners of his lips obliquely, his voice was low and magnetic, "The medicine was given by Gu Nanfeng." This king originally planned to let you rest for a while, but you didn't expect that you would be so untidy. ”

Feng Wuwu understood the meaning of Jun Moran's words, and swallowed his saliva crampedly, "Regent, my lord's body is very weak, don't mess around." ”

"If you cut your throat, nothing will happen."

"No, you can't..."

Feng Wuwu had already scolded Gu Nanfeng a thousand and eight hundred times in his heart.

For no reason, why do you dye Junmo with special fetal pills?

At this moment, she is afraid that she is "in a catastrophe".

Three hours later.

The sky was bright.

Feng Wuwu slumped on the couch on all fours, completely unable to move, "Bastard, you're not human. ”

"Huh?"

"Fowl... Beast! ”

Jun Mo smiled, "It's just a little 'punishment' for you, and I can't stand it?" ”

"You!"

Feng Wuwu's face was crimson, so tired that he couldn't even breathe, "Master's legs have lost sensation!" If you do this again, sir... I'll cry to you. ”

"Is that an exaggeration?"

Jun Mo Ran is on the rise, completely tireless.

He really couldn't imagine how Feng Wuwu's body could be so weak.

However, he saw that Feng Wuwu was really tired, so he restrained a little.

When he touched the shallow blood marks on Feng Wuwu's body, he immediately turned over and stayed down, and familiarly turned out the Yurongsheng muscle ointment, and gently medicated her.

Feng Wuwu glanced at the Yurong Sheng Muscle Cream, and said angrily: "How many times do you want to hurt your master?" ”

Jun Mo was silently embarrassed, he didn't expect Feng Wuwu's body to be so unbearable.

Although, every time it was like the first time in his life, it made him a little unbearable.

"Next time, this king will definitely pay attention."

"Humph!"

Feng Wuwu said angrily: "If there is a next time, the master will leave his husband." ”

Jun Moran coaxed her softly, "Be good, rest quickly." Don't be angry with this king. ”

Fu Ye got up. Uncle is still waiting at the house, and he can't let him wait too long. ”

"This king will carry you."

Jun Moran wiped her body with pleasure, and said casually: "Recently, this king's hand seems to be a lot smaller, and he can't grasp your charming body. ”

"Can't you praise Ye for a turbulent sentence?"

Feng Wuwu pursed his lips and said unconvinced.

Jun Mo Ran hooked his lips and smiled lightly, "You still don't know what this king wants about you?" Some words are vulgar, and you can't experience them yourself? ”

"I like vulgarity."

Feng Wuwu's long and narrow peach blossom eyes were full of expectation, and just by glancing at it, Jun Moran began to feel sorry again.

He coughed lightly twice to hide his untimely emotion.

After a moment of silence, he whispered in her ear, "Since you have rarely caused trouble these days, this king will tell you a secret, how about it?" ”

"What?"

"This king can't wait to tie you to the couch, and he wants you day and night."

"Don't."

Feng Wuwu pursed his mouth, and he couldn't hear the word "turbulent" from his mouth, but he accidentally learned a "bad news", and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

At this moment, a hearty laugh suddenly came from outside the Yilan Palace.

Feng Wuwu leaned on Jun Mo Ran's arms and looked out curiously, "How can there be a man in the Yilan Palace?" ”