The man bent down and held the vermilion lacquered wooden pillar and gasped violently, his cheeks flushed, with a sickly paleness, and there was a bruise on the bottom of his slender eyes, probably because he had not slept all night.

"Master!" Li Qing walked quickly from a distance, holding a jet-black medicine bottle in his hand.

Qin Youqing wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with a silk handkerchief, took the pill handed over by Li Qing, and swallowed it slowly, looking indifferent, as if he was accustomed to this.

"Master, are you using martial arts again?" Li Qing asked anxiously.

Qin Youqing frowned, didn't speak, and looked at the closed door in the distance with lonely eyes, and crossed a touch of sadness. "I'm fine, you can go down." He waved his hand, looking weak.

Li Qing leaned over and wanted to help him forward, but was blocked by the person in front of him raising his arm, "Master, you are not feeling well, I will send you back to the house." Li Qing put down his hand, his eyebrows full of worry.

Qin Youqing shook his head, curled up his palm to his lips and coughed lightly, and walked forward without looking back.

Looking at the increasingly thin back, Li Qing sighed helplessly, feeling uncomfortable in his heart!

Ye has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he has coughing up blood, although he has practiced to strengthen his body, but he can't use force after all, and the last time a group of killers came to assassinate him, he worked too hard, and he hasn't recovered yet. Now, he used martial arts again, although he didn't know what the reason was, but he guessed that it must have something to do with the people in the room.

I hope Long Ye will come back soon, he told him to take good care of his master, if he doesn't take good care of him, I don't know how Long Ye's kid will fix him.

It's hard to be a servant, and it's even harder to be a servant who is as satisfying as the master!

After a few days, she was more abundant than before, and her mountain-like eyebrows were pleasant, lazy, less jealous, and more happy as a young woman.

The crimson pleated dress outlined the slightly bloated figure, the tail of the eyes had a mature and charming style, and the skin of Ning Xue was faintly red, like the clouds flowing in the sky, indescribable beauty.

Concubine Liu was five months pregnant, and she was favored by the dragon, and she was crowned the harem for a while.

Brother, with her by her side, is also lucky.

Mu Chujin sighed secretly and stepped into the Lijing Palace.

When Liu Shuiyan saw the people coming in, she immediately struggled to get off the soft couch, but was lightly pressed on the couch by Mu Chujin, "Don't get up, don't be tired of my nephew." ”

Liu Shuiyan was stunned for a moment, and then heard the ridicule in Mu Chujin's tone, her face turned red, and she hurriedly said: "Sister, how do you know that the boy in Lu Dao's belly is one?" ”

Mu Chujin raised his hand and stroked Liu Shuiyan's slightly convex abdomen, and said with a smile: "I heard that if the belly is sharp, it must be a boy." ”

"Really?" The narrow phoenix eyes lit up, revealing a little innocence, Liu Shuiyan stroked her stomach with her hand, and her face was filled with a touch of happiness.

"Ha Lu Ha...... Lie to you! Mu Chujin couldn't hold back her chuckle, her face was less serious than usual, and a little softer, which made Liu Shuiyan look a little stunned for a while.

She didn't expect that she and Mu Chujin could get along so plainly and briskly without Mu Yanjun's estrangement, since she was pregnant with a child, from Mu Yanjun's meticulous care of her and the bits and pieces of living together, it is not difficult to find that Mu Yanjun loves her, loves her so deeply, and loves less than her. The previous hostility towards Mu Chujin came to naught in an instant, and all that was left was the strong family affection associated with Mu Yanjun.