On the first day of the wedding, before she saw her husband, she heard that someone was pregnant with her husband's child......

The bead curtain shook slightly, Bai Chu glanced at Van Gogh who walked in, his gaze retracted, and fell on Linjiang, who was kneeling in the hall.

To be more precise, it should fall on Linjiang's belly.

Flat abdomen, no clues.

When she retracted her gaze, Van Gogh had already sat on the edge of her seat, drank a sip of tea from the maid's ground, put the tea cup down, reached out to take the grapes on the plate, and reached halfway through her hand, and was slapped down by Bai Chu's palm.

"Who allowed you to eat it?"

Van Gogh looked at the back of the hand that was reddened, the corners of his mouth tugged, and he quickly smiled, "Look at your hard work, I'm just doing it for you." ”

"Huh-" Bai Chu glanced at him, "There is no need to peel the skin, the flesh in this grape is green, Your Majesty has always had a habit of wearing it when he sees a green hat, if you look at this green thing for a long time, I am afraid that you will not even be able to quit the ring in the future." ”

Even sarcastic and derogatory words are not shy to say, and I don't care that there is still a person kneeling in front of the hall.

Although Linjiang was puzzled when she heard it, she also understood that this was obviously not a good thing, and she subconsciously looked up at Van Gogh beside Bai Chu on the main seat.

The purple-clothed Demon Venerable was not only not angry or annoyed, but a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, half-wrapped his arms around Bai Chu's shoulder, and leaned over extremely affectionately, "Every word is a thorn, where did I provoke you?"

The last note has a slightly nasal tone, a slightly raised tone, not light or heavy. It seems to be gently twisting the thinnest string around his fingers, and the sound is beautiful with one finger, and even if Linjiang kneels on the ground and listens, he feels that his ears are slightly red.

"Why didn't you mess with me?" Bai Chu sneered and tilted his shoulders sideways, avoiding Van Gogh's outstretched hand.

Van Gogh did not relent, stretched out his arm, and directly hugged the person into his arms, "Your laughter makes my heart tremble." ”

"When you hear a joke, can you not laugh? Bai Chu simply stopped moving, leaned on Van Gogh's arms, and twisted the hand hidden under his sleeve on Van Gogh's waist.

"Shhh ”

"If it doesn't hurt, I'll still screw you?" Bai Chu's hand strained again.

"I hurt you, why don't I hurt you? Van Gogh smiled lightly, her head was slightly lowered, her face was almost against Bai Chu's face, she deliberately distorted the meaning of her words, and covered her hand with a big palm, "It really hurts you, I said it hurts you, and you still twist it?"

Intimate words and actions, unabashedly exposed in front of people, the river in the hall, since Van Gogh came in, was left aside, and no one paid attention to her anymore. As for Van Gogh, he didn't even glance at her out of the corner of his eye.

Linjiang, who was ignored, was a little embarrassed at first, but when she saw the two people on the main throne who were so intimate that they couldn't be more intimate, she was slightly unable to hold her breath.

Linjiang straightened his back: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

A shout was louder than the other, and the sound was so loud that it could reach the outside of the hall, and people couldn't pretend to be deaf even if they wanted to.

Van Gogh glanced sideways at the people in the hall, and then looked at Bai Chu, "Who is this person? Why are you kneeling here?"

Bai Chu raised his eyebrows, Your Majesty, your ability to open your eyes and tell nonsense is really high, "Ten princesses of the West Sea." ”

"Oh. Van Gogh answered, indicating that he understood, lifted the lid of the tea, and took a sip, "I said that there is a fishy smell in the room." ”

The corners of Linjiang's mouth twitched, and he looked at Van Gogh in disbelief, his eyes burning directly.

Here, Van Gogh, under her scorching gaze, summoned the attendants to open the window for ventilation......

Bai Chu looked at Van Gogh coldly, "I just said I heard a joke, why don't you ask me what joke I heard?"

Van Gogh followed Bai Chu's words and said, "What joke?"

Only then did Bai Chu move his gaze to the hall and stretched out his finger, "The princess of the West Sea said that she had your heir." ”

Van Gogh raised his eyebrows, "Huh-"

The lukewarm laughter was the same as before Bai Chu.

"It's a good joke. Van Gogh looked sideways, "What does the mother want to do?"

"This kind of thing is to lose yin morality, and the deity will not do it. ”

God is very fair, one report and one report, today you beat other people's children, maybe one day, your own children will also encounter accidents.

Van Gogh narrowed his eyes, his face full of interest, "You don't do it?"

"It's not your child, why should I do it?"

"Not my child? Van Gogh smiled wider, and he could see that he was in a very good mood, "What if I accidentally guess wrong?"

"If you don't bother, you can try it with those immortals, demons, and demons. Bai Chu narrowed his eyes and approached him, "If you can really get a small one, don't worry, the deity won't do it himself." ”

"Oh?" Van Gogh raised his eyebrows, waiting for the following.

"From time to time, the deity will put something on and around that adult, and if your majesty makes your child stillborn, it will only be an accident. ”

Van Gogh nodded, "That's what you would do." ”

Reaching out to touch the grape again, Bai Chu slapped it away again, "You are only allowed to peel it for me to eat, and you are not allowed to send it to your own mouth." ”

Van Gogh said yes again and again, pinched a grape, quickly peeled off the skin, and sent it to Bai Chu's mouth. Bai Chu took a bite and continued to lean back into his arms with satisfaction. Van Gogh casually threw the grape skins to the ground and pinched the grapes.

One by one, the grape skins were thrown on Linjiang's knees, and some even landed on her dress.

Linjiang was no longer in the mood to be annoyed by the grape skins, her face was slightly pale, her mind was buzzing, and her ears were full of what Fang Cai Bai Chu had said to Van Gogh......

She didn't know why Bai Chu would be so sure that the child in her womb was not the Demon Venerable's, and the Demon Venerable did not deny it or affirm it......

Linjiang's eyes flashed. A year ago, she was grounded by Tianjun for three months because she collided with Bai Chu at the Yaochi banquet. After the expiration of the three-month period, she didn't want Bai Chu to live comfortably. After hearing the news of Bai Chu's engagement to the Demon Venerable, she hit the Demon Venerable's idea.

That night...... It was dark and she couldn't see anything clearly. But she clearly remembered that she did follow the Demon Venerable into the cave, and later, when she came to Jiuyou, no one stopped her, and there were even people around the Demon Venerable to serve in person...... How can it go wrong?

Thinking of this, Linjiang had the confidence to speak, "Your Majesty, Linjiang does have your heir, do you still want to turn your face and deny people?"

Van Gogh didn't pay attention to it, "Pull it down, Xiaoding, you go and take care of it, don't let the mother see the joke." ”

When the words fell, Xiao Ding went to pull people.

The honest girl looked weak, but she didn't expect to have a bit of brute strength, so she pulled it in the air at will, and Linjiang, who was kneeling on the ground, was pulled by her to the bead curtain of the main hall.

"Wait. Bai Chu took out a shampa from the side that had not yet dried and put it in front of Van Gogh.

Van Gogh took a look, reached out and opened the champa and saw the powder inside, "What is this?"

"It is said that the Linjiang girl asked Xiao Ding to cut a knife on my throat. ”

Van Gogh's face suddenly sank, "Bai Chu, do we want to eat dragon meat later?"