She didn't speak, pursed her lips. But her hands could be seen hanging down her side, trembling slightly.

Chang Jue likes to see her imprint forbearance and has to stand in front of her, at least she can be regarded as taking the initiative to appear in front of her.

Seeing her belly yesterday had already made him crazy with jealousy, and he always had to find something to make up for it from her in order to prove that he hadn't lost. He wanted her to have to come back to him as she did today.

Feng Ling was very displeased by his gaze, and the pain and humiliation that had been put down began to come out again.

She secretly persuaded herself not to provoke the person in front of her, suppressed her shame, and said to him calmly: "I heard that His Royal Highness puts official affairs first, instead of wasting time here, it is better to solve the problem as soon as possible, which is good for you and me." ”

Even the words "Wen Wen and His Highness" were used, obviously to draw a line with him.

He swept thoughtfully across her face, smiled and said, "Okay." ”

With that, he took her hand and walked to the side of the street. The warm palm made Feng Ling's heart feel a pang. She tried to break free of his hand, but she was so tightly held that she couldn't pull it out.

couldn't help but say coldly: "Your Highness also said, I am the future wife of the king, it is better to be respectful and save some face for each other." ”

"Face?" he sneered, looked back at her, his eyes fell on her lightly, and said slowly: "Your relationship with me, can you still talk about face?"

She was stunned by his question, and she felt ridiculous, she actually talked about face with a shameless person, and simply remained silent.

When he saw her look of annoyance, and thought of the reason, he couldn't help but feel a little more happy in his heart, and pulled her to walk quickly.

He didn't know that her steps were not the same as his, one step of his, and she had to take two steps. was pulled by him like this, and after walking for a while, she was so tired that she couldn't walk, holding her stomach and panting.

Chang Jue had also walked a long way with her before, and it didn't take much effort, so he thought she was pretending to be and deliberately unwilling to go. So he dragged her forward.

With such a dragging method, Feng Ling was forced to drag the ground and staggered forward a few steps, but her face immediately changed, and cold sweat came out of her forehead.

Seeing that something was wrong with her, he stopped, but there was no intention to let go of his hand.

Feng Ling subconsciously covered her stomach with her two hands, forgetting that he was still holding her hand, and put her hand on her stomach together.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at his hands in disbelief. He could feel the little life inside, and it seemed to be very powerful. Sensing his hand coming over, he will kick it.

As if he had been succumbed, he felt his heart soften. Suddenly, I really wanted to explore this little bastard inside.

In case of...... In case of......

Just thinking about it, he can't help but rejoice, if it is true, he will definitely cry with joy, he will desperately treat her, he will hug her tightly and never let go.

It's a pity, just thinking about it.

His eyes fell on her nervous look, and he thought, forget it, don't probe, don't humiliate yourself.

Chang Jue didn't believe that she would fulfill that in case, she hated him like this, if it was really his child, she would definitely beat it without hesitation, how could she still be so nervous and loved. He also didn't believe that Xuan Zhi could tolerate her being pregnant with someone else's child and marrying her.

In the end, it was just a self-deceptive thought.

For a while, it was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even breathe, so he simply looked away and didn't look at her.

Feng Ling slowed down for a long time, slowly feeling better, and then realized that his hand was pressed against her stomach. Shocked, she hurriedly looked up at him, and when she saw that he looked indifferent, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know why, my heart is inexplicably sour.

Not wanting to dwell on it, she took two hard breaths and asked him where he was going.

"Mochizuki Tower. Unexpectedly, he didn't say anything unpleasant and answered her question directly.

It was the teahouse they used to go to when they came to the mortal world.

Feng Ling slowly straightened up, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Can you go a little slower?"

Chang Jue looked down at her, and saw that her face was still pale, and her long eyelashes looked as black as ink, covering her eyes, and trembling by the wind.

With a sigh, he picked her up as carefully as he could, and disappeared into a cloud of mist.

When I came out again, I was in the alley next to the Mochizuki Tower. The bluestone slab was in an unbiased position, just where she stood on tiptoe and kissed him when they first met in the mortal world.

Because it is a stone path, the walls on both sides are also made of stone, and even if the nearby shops have been renovated and rebuilt, the place has remained the same as before, and there have not been many changes.

Feng Ling broke free from his arms and silently followed him.

Not a place to stay.

The Moon Tower has also been renovated, but it is still a very tall building in the Universiade country, and it can be seen from afar.

When she heard that he had booked a private room on the top floor, she thought he was teasing her. Climb up layer by layer, I don't know how many times. He wasn't in a hurry either, she stopped, and he was waiting for her right next to him.

"There are a lot of people here, and it is inconvenient to use the immortal method. ”

He said this to her as he sat down in the private room. Feng Ling didn't answer him, and asked him directly: "How is the investigation of the Spiritual Photography case?"

As if he hadn't heard, Chang Jue picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of her.

Feng Ling looked at the tea in front of her for a while, not knowing what she was thinking, and after a while, she raised her eyes to look at him lightly: "It's better not to delay time." ”

"The witnesses are all dead, how do you say the investigation is?" he asked impatiently.

"Dead?" Feng Ling looked up at him in disbelief.

"Not bad. He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Seeing his painless look, the nameless fire ignited in Feng Ling's heart, she couldn't help but show a sneering expression, and said fiercely: "How can there be such a coincidence, the people who just died are all witnesses in the Regent case, and the soldiers you bring are very good at killing." ”

Chang Jue didn't speak, the corners of his lips gradually tightened, but his eyes were soaked in coldness.

Feng Ling knew that she shouldn't provoke him with words, but when she saw his expression, she still felt happy. The soldiers he brought killed her loved ones, and she would never forgive this in her life. But she didn't dare to mess with him anymore and quickly shut up.

Relatively silent, the entire private room fell silent.

It wasn't until the guy who delivered the refreshments knocked on the door that the sound was restored. Feng Ling looked at Chang Jue, and seeing that he still didn't react, she had to walk over and open the door for the guy by herself.

"Yo, the two of you are a good thing, and now in this world, there are not many people who can take their daughters-in-law out to eat together. Don't think I'm troublesome, I think the child is accurate, and I haven't made a mistake once. Looking at Mrs.'s belly, eighty percent is a girl. ”

The guy quickly put the snacks on the table and said happily, looking lively. circled around Feng Ling several times, as if there was really some metaphysics.

Feng Ling was stunned and retorted seriously: "I think it's my son." ”

The man didn't believe it, so he had to bet with her that if it was a son, the next time they came back, he would invite all the food. That sure look, as if looking at children, is even more powerful than Feng Ling, a fairy.

Feng Ling was amused by him, and agreed without thinking about it.

Chang Jue half leaned on the backrest and looked at her quietly, with a relaxed posture. When I heard her retort, I felt both uncomfortable and happy. Uncomfortable that she was about to give birth to a son for Xuanzhi, and glad that she did not refute his wife's statement.

Probably I cared too much about the child, so I didn't even hear what the guy said earlier. But he was still happy for this little thing, and for a moment, it naturally seemed that they were really a family of three. It was only a brief moment, even if he knew that it was an illusion, but it also made his heart move.

When she laughs, her face has a faint flush, soft like a cloud of winter sunshine. That beautiful appearance crashed into Chang Jue's eyes unexpectedly, making him almost unbearable.

How long it had been since he had seen her so beautiful, he couldn't remember. When I saw it again, I only felt that my eyes were slightly hot.

After the guy left, Feng Ling's mood was obviously much better, she sat down at the table, picked up a piece of Poria cake, and ate it in small bites.

"Ah Ling. He called her.

Hearing this voice, she remembered that there was another person on the other side. The nervous look returned to her face, and she put down the cake and looked up at him.

Seeing that the softness in her eyes faded little by little, he had to swallow back the words that came to his mouth, and suddenly he was a little annoyed, and forcibly suppressed his emotions, he pulled the corners of his lips and asked her:

"If Xuanzhi is the one who is the Regent, what are you going to do with this child? ”