I shook my head at the Stygian Forest, the more I slept, the more groggy my mind became, and it was as if I was stuffed with something in my throat, and I just wanted to vomit.

However, today, I have already eaten a Yuan Fruit, so I can only endure it first.

"Ma'am, what's the matter? Isn't it uncomfortable? Ming Beilin nervously pulled the skirt for me.

I shook my head, took the jug, and took a sip.

Aunt Zhao looked at me, and then at Ming Beilin, her face was still heavy.

"Look, how long will it take to go to the sacred mountain?" My body is heavy now, and I can't bear it anymore when I'm so bumpy.

"If you don't sleep like this, in three days, you will be there." He spoke.

"Sleepless? After a while, I need to find an inn, my wife, now pregnant, can't run. Beilin directly interrupted the words.

He was stunned for a moment, and immediately said in a deep voice: "This Lord Divine Monarch, isn't it, not in a hurry to see the Little Dragon King?" ”

"If he loses a scale, this god will pick your skin." Beilin responded coldly.

I immediately stared at the pack, and the corners of the pack's mouth began to tremble violently.

At that time, in order to coerce me into going with her, I was afraid that I would pull out a piece of Xuan Ling's dragon scales.

Now, Mingbeilin's words made Jian Dao feel a little like sitting on pins and needles, for fear that I would tell the matter of the scales.

I didn't have words, I just didn't want to do it with this guy again.

After all, yesterday I said that if I used the Yin Melting Technique, I would also be counterattacked, and I didn't want anything to happen to Beilin, so I kept this matter silent for the time being.

In the evening, the carriage stopped in a small town.

This town looks peaceful, with street vendors and smoke and fireworks.

After looking for the inn, Mingbeilin asked for the best upper room and helped me back to the room to rest.

As for Aunt Zhao and Jian Dao, Ming Beilin didn't care about it and didn't pay attention to it.

Aunt Zhao immediately asked for the room at the door of us, so that it was convenient to look at us.

"Rock sugar gourd! Rock sugar gourd! ”

As soon as Beilin helped me sit down, I heard the sound of selling rock sugar gourds from downstairs.

His eyes lit up immediately, and then he said to me, "Madam, I'll buy you a sugar gourd, and you can rest here." ”

"I'll go with you, I've been stuffy in the carriage for a long time, and now I'm breathing." My chest was suffocating, and my throat was sour.

"That? All right. Beilin looked at me, hesitated for a moment, and carefully helped me up again.

Lead me and push the door open.

Aunt Zhao, who was on the other side of the door, and Jian Dao immediately pushed the door open.

"Where are you going?" The voice of the pack was gloomy and compassionate.

"If this Divine Monarch wants to leave, you can stop it?" Beilin asked in a cold voice, then helped me and walked towards the downstairs of the inn.

Aunt Zhao and Jian Dao looked at each other.

When I got downstairs, the rock sugar gourd had already gone away.

Beilin helped me to find it.

Along the street, they didn't forget to buy me a few clothes that were made.

"This hairpin, Madame couldn't wear it better." At the jewelry store on the street, he didn't let go, and when he took me into the store, he wanted to buy hostas, and under my obstruction, he still bought three hairpins.

"In the future, you can't spend like this, in the future, when the child is born, there will be more places to spend." Ming Beilin personally put the hosta hairpin on it for me, and I was busy talking to him.

"There is no need for Mrs. to worry about the money, but if Mrs. looks at it, whatever she wants, this god will give it to you." There was a smile on his lips, and his eyes were extremely sincere.

As I listened, my heart was warm, but the tip of my nose was sour. Second Chinese Network

Because, I don't know how long I can accompany Beilin, such a good husband, I want to accompany him.

"What's wrong? Uncomfortable? Do you want to go back to the inn to rest? Seeing that my expression had changed, Beilin immediately asked nervously.

"No, the wind is blind, it's fine." I shook my head and squeezed my hand.

He never stopped all the way, and when he came back from the North Underworld, he came to look for me, and he was the one who should rest the most.

"Rock sugar gourd!"

After pulling Ming Beilin and walking a few steps, the cry of selling rock sugar gourds came from the alley next door.

When he looked in that direction, he saw a group of children, surrounded by a candy gourd seller, so he smiled and pulled me towards the mouth of the alley.

"I've got them all." As soon as he said this, the children immediately let out an "ah" protest.

"No, we just need a string." I hurriedly changed my tune.

Looking down at the children, the children's faces were smiling again.

Their group of children are about seven or eight years old, and I watched them even fantasize about what Tianyi and Xin'er would look like when they grow up.

"Just a string?" Beilin frowned.

"Enough, I'm afraid it's not good to eat too much." I smiled and took the sugar gourd handed by my uncle.

Mingbeilin was busy paying, and I couldn't wait to take a bite of the sugar gourd, and found that I loved to eat sweet and sour tastes, but it still hadn't changed.

After tasting one, I saw a familiar figure flashing in the restaurant selling Yangchun noodles opposite.

"Good two, your face is here."

The woman, with her face in hand, was busy delivering it to the guests.

I looked at her back, and it just felt familiar.

"Boss, how are we doing?" The guests at the other table were also urging, and I walked a little closer to the noodle shop, and the proprietress just turned around.

She was smiling and talking to the customer, but she probably saw me out of sight, turned around and ran towards the back of the store.

"What's wrong? Madame wants to eat noodles? Then go eat some. Seeing me looking at the Yangchun noodle shop, Ming Beilin immediately took my hand and walked towards the noodle shop.

I hesitated, but I went along to see it.

When I entered the noodle shop, I saw the woman, who was peeking out of the curtain behind the store, as if she was looking at something.

When I entered the noodle shop, I was suddenly frightened and bloodless.

"Gentle girl!" I immediately stopped her.

This person hiding behind the curtain is Zhuo Xingchen's wife, Miss Xinrou.

When Miss Xinrou heard me call her, she turned her face sideways in a panic, shook her head, and said, "The girl has recognized the wrong person." ”

"Huang Mei'er?" Beilin also looked at the soft-hearted girl, and muttered in his mouth.

But soon, I noticed that there was no demonic spirit on the body of the girl with a soft heart, so she shook her head slightly.

"Two, today's noodles are all sold out, please find another place." This soft-hearted girl said in a panic.

"Hostess, noodles! Hurry up! ”

The guests at the adjacent table began to urge, but the girl could only put down the curtain first, and after a while, she brought out two bowls of noodles from the back kitchen to the guests.

"Miss Xinrou, I don't have any malicious intent, just?" I think she was probably out of fear.

I feel that I am in league with those demons who insulted her, so she avoids me like this.

"If you really don't have any ill intentions, then leave immediately!" The soft-hearted girl, who seemed to be weak, suddenly yelled at me.

Beilin immediately sank his face: "You? ”

He was about to speak, when a man in a coarse cloth garment came out of the back kitchen, his face covered with sweat.