“……”

Murong Yang was stunned, he looked at the closed door, with a dim and uncertain light in his eyes: "This is the side hall of Qingqi Pavilion, right?" ”

A few months ago, Qing Yi brought back a man from outside and arranged it in the side hall.

And he's the ...... Although he was born unreliable, he loves to mess around and toss, but he has this damn conscience and understands that a married woman cannot be bullied.

In the same way, a married man must not rob him.

Qingqi her...... Why do you want to do this?

If at the beginning, Murong Yang was only because of Fu Qingxi's disgust, so he slowly faded his mind, but now, he was only disappointed in her.

It was a disappointment to the extreme.

Qingqi has a high temperament, and it is impossible to share his husband with others, so he has not accepted concubines or anything over the years.

He understands her very well!

Therefore, he understands better that if that son already has a wife and children, unless Qingqi can give up on him, otherwise...... Nor would he share a husband with another woman.

Therefore, there is only one possibility, she will let their wives be separated and occupy the son alone.

Murong Yang's eyes were even more complicated, he didn't think that the woman he had loved for so many years would ...... Do this kind of thing.

……

In the room.

The beauty of a room.

The quilt slipped off the girl's body, and under the sunset, her skin was as smooth as jade and delicate as fat.

"Sober? That should be fine, we ......."

Nanxian's hand pulled hard, and the girl was pulled under him, his breath was still hot, and his body was warm: "I'm still very hot, only you can help me ......"

With that, he bowed his head and kissed the girl on the lips.

In this quiet room, again and again, without stopping......

……

"Brother Fuchen, what are you doing?"

Outside the wing, Qing Han swallowed the last mouthful of purple lingzhi, looked at Fuchen with a puzzled gaze, and asked.

Fuchen clapped his hands: "Daddy and my mother have finally reunited, I can't let anyone disturb them, I have set up a formation here, no matter what happens outside later, they will not know." ”

Murong Yang narrowed his eyes.

Wait a minute.

This boy is also the son of the Wind Maiden?

He was convinced of the mother-daughter relationship between the little girl and the wind girl, but this little guy was almost ten years old, right? Unless Miss Feng got married at the age of ten, how could she have a son at such an old age?

"Little one, you're also a child of the Wind Maiden?"

Fuchen glanced at Murong Yang: "It has nothing to do with you." ”

"Hehe, in fact, I don't need to ask to know, you are probably the adopted son of Miss Feng, little guy, Princess Qingqi is coming back soon, you go and let your father and mother find a place to hide first."

Fuchen's face remained silent, and he turned his head to look at the place where smoke and dust were billowing in front of him.

Murong Yang also noticed the spirit beasts rushing over, and smiled helplessly: "It seems that it's too late, Princess Qingqi came back with those spirit beasts, I thought that Qingqi would only domesticate some spirit beasts with lower strength, but I didn't expect it...... Maybe the rumors are also somewhat true. ”

On the territory of human beings, there will be no powerful spirit beasts.

Those powerful spirit beasts each occupy a territory, and only in this way can they preserve their foundation.

Only those spirit beasts who are ignorant of the world will leave their territory and run into the human world.

Therefore, over the years, the strength of those spirit beasts that have been domesticated by Qingqi is not strong.