Nangong Jing anxiously ordered: "Go and ask for the Mandate of Heaven senior!" ”

Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief in her heart: she finally avoided a catastrophe,

Woo, but what about next time?

Knowing the destiny of heaven, I heard that Qianqian fainted, for fear that the fetus would have a mistake, if the fetus had a slight mistake, it would be strange if the seventh prince didn't pick his skin!

Zhitian's destiny hurried over, and when he saw Qianqian on the bed, he took a breath of relief.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to "looking, hearing, asking, and cutting", and the word "hope" is naturally put in the first place.

Knowing the destiny of heaven, I found that there must be a reason for Qianqian to faint,

Seriously gave Qianqian the number pulse, looked at Nangong Jing on the side, there was clearly a trace of flush on his face that had not faded, and he knew that the destiny of heaven had a number in his heart,

Seniors are seniors in the end,

Knowing the pulse of the Mandate of Heaven and making sure that Qianqian's mother and son were safe, he put down Qianqian's wrist and said in a dignified manner: "The seventh princess is weak and has not healed, and the seventh prince should still be restrained, so as not to hurt the root, I am afraid that it will affect the pregnancy",

Qianqian: "......", knowing the destiny of heaven is really ruthless, using such a serious word as "affecting pregnancy" to block Nangong Jing's thoughts,

Nangong Jing's face was embarrassed when he heard this, and the meaning of knowing the destiny of heaven was: Look, you are such a bird and beast, tossing people to death and resurrection, now it's okay, if you continue to be a bird and a beast, your wife will not be able to give birth to a baby bird or beast, and the relationship between this is powerful, you weigh it yourself--

Nangong Jing looked at Qianqian, sighed almost inaudibly, and said, "It's all this Wangtai--",

Everyone looked at Nangong Jing in unison, what is it?

People are looking forward to it.

Nangong Jing raised his eyes and looked at everyone, and then continued: "It's too strong and mighty."

Burst~~

Qianqian almost couldn't hold back and wanted to jump up from the bed and stab him to death!

People are so disappointed --

Nangong Jing also felt that his defense was a little brazen, not to mention, Qianqian was still dizzy at this time, so Nangong Jing put his right hand into a fist to his lips, coughed twice, and said, "What are you still doing here?" ”

Everyone: "......", the prince really knows how to find himself under the stairs,

Everyone walked out of the door with interest, Xuanyuan Wanwan was not at ease, and pulled Chen'er to stay and take care of Qianqian, but before her mouth opened, Nangong Jing had already stretched out her hand and put it on her waist, making a gesture to untie her belt, and said: "This king is also a little tired."

Xuanyuan looked out silently: The sun hasn't set yet--

Seeing that Nangong Jing really untied her belt, Xuanyuan Wanwan had no choice but to pull Chen'er and walk out of the door with everyone.

The door was closed, Nangong Jing re-tied his waist and took it to the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to caress Qianqian's face, and whispered, "Qianqian, did I really hurt you?" ”

Qianqian: "......", you can't be soft-hearted, you must not be soft-hearted!

Qianqian was "faint", and he really fell asleep --

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At night, Qianqian was awakened by a strange flute sound--

Qianqian opened her eyes and saw that Nangong Jing beside her had disappeared, and Qianqian was a little annoyed: her alertness had become so low!

As soon as I got up, I heard Nangong Jing's voice: "Moyin, to the west, less than a hundred miles",

After Nangong Jing finished speaking, he turned his head and saw Qianqian sitting up, looking at him with a puzzled expression,

Nangong Jing stepped forward, stuffed Qianqian into the quilt, and explained: "I'm talking about the source of the flute."

"Less than a hundred miles?" Qianqian's heart was shocked,

"Hmm" Nangong Jing stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, covered her, and said, "It's okay, you continue to rest, Mo Yin will arrest people--"