The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor: Fanwai 54: Encounter in the night


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Rong Xiu finally realized afterwards that these two little ancestors didn't seem to be easy to serve as they imagined.

He took a deep breath, met Chu Liuyue's Qing Lingling eyes, and finally defeated.

"...OK."

Just keep waiting.

Anyway... he is used to it.

Rong Xiu thought blankly.

Chu Liuyue looked at his forehead seemed to be covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his jaw was still a little tight, distressed and funny.

She rushed over to hug him, rubbed his neck lightly.

"The kid is a great father!"

Rongxiu: "..."

I don't really want to be praised at this time.

Unfortunately, there is no room for display.

He rubbed her soft hair gently, smelling the familiar faint fragrance on her body, and the restlessness in his heart suppressed a little.

"You rest well first, I'll go out."

Chu Liuyue looked up at him strangely: "What are you up to?"

Rong Xiu bends her fingers slightly and taps her forehead.

"Look for Yun Muchen and the others to learn from each other."

The anger is too high, I always have to vent.

Adding to the fact that the two little guys just didn't give much face to their reactions, Rong Xiu always felt a little bit in his heart.

The little gift that Yun Muchen gave last time is probably not enough, so I have to bless it.

What idea he made, Rong Xiu knew very well, in short, he couldn't let his crow mouth continue to talk.

Chu Liuyue remembered the previous scene where the two "discussed", and could not help but silently gave Yun Muchen a tear of sympathy in her heart.

She nodded with great concern:

"Be careful not to beat anyone to death."

Rong Xiu nodded:

"I know."

......

So on this day, the illusion palace is surging again.

The emperor and Mr. Yun are inextricably difficult to solve, and they are heartily. It is said that in the end, Mr. Yun was grateful and asked someone to help sew a small skirt overnight, which was given to the Emperor and the God of Yue.

Heard of this movement, of course the others couldn't sit still.

The first thing that came out was actually Chu Ning.

He asked for a lot of needles and threads and soft fabrics from the Hall of Illusion, took them directly back to his residence, and started sewing small socks and other things.

Shangguanyou heard the news and hurried over to check the situation.

I thought that a big man in Chu Ning must be very bad at this kind of thing, but when Shangguan You saw the pair of delicate and beautiful little socks, the whole person was not good.

Not to mention that there is a whole set of small clothes next to it, even the goose yellow embroidered small bib!

The second set in Chu Ning's hands is exactly the same.

Shangguanyou's eyes widened in shock, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"You sew these things yourself?!"

Only then did Chu Ning raise her head, the expression on her face was light and breezy, but it happened to show a bit of pride and show-off.

"Well, it's me, what's the matter?"

Shangguanyou gasped.

When did Chu Ning have this ability!

He didn't know that Chu Liuyue lost her mother since she was a child, and it was Chu Ning alone who brought her up.

He is really good at taking care of the little girl.

Shangguan You originally wanted to spy on the enemy, but found that the opponent was too strong, and he had no chance of winning at all, and finally went back in despair.

Together with the lamp for three days, except for dozens of extra needle holes in the hand, there was no increase.

Shangguanyou thought hard, and finally realized that he was lost, and began to read all kinds of books to Chu Liuyue.

He can't do some things, but he can always find what he is good at!

But such a good day did not last long.

He soon discovered that there were many people vying for this errand, including-Taizu.

No way, Chu Liuyue only had a little time a day. They couldn't compete with Rong Xiu or Dugu Mobao, so they could only divide the limited time, and everyone took turns.

Sorrowful, but cannot give up the struggle!

It is said that when the child is pregnant, the child can hear the sound. If you say a few more words, won't you make a good impression first?

So the prenatal education competition in the Magic Temple has entered a heated stage.

......

In such a warm atmosphere, the marriage date between the Eighth God Envoy and the Left God General is gradually approaching.

The day before the wedding, there were already lights and festoons everywhere, and it was very lively.

And Zichen and Tuanzi finally returned to the Magic Palace on this day.

Before they arrived at Tianmen, they heard the noise inside, with fireworks blooming in the sky, brilliant and dazzling.

It was already evening, and the sky was a bit gloomy, and the sky was full of stars.

Wu Yao, who had already received the news, was already waiting for the two of them at Tianmen. Hearing the wind, he quickly looked up.

He first saw the man standing in front.

I wore a black outfit, tall and handsome.

Wu Yao grinned and said hello:

"Purple dust!"

When Zi Chen saw him, his always indifferent expression eased a little, and he nodded.

"I heard the master say that you have recovered, but I have never had a chance to see it. I saw it today!"

Wu Yao said, walking towards this side, laughing heartily.

Zichen is the master's contract of beasts. He lived and died for many years, and Shisan Yue had already regarded Zichen as his family.

Now that he is finally safe and sound, of course happy.

It's more joy than joy.

"By the way, where is the dumpling?"

Wu Yao suddenly remembered something and scratched his head.

"Didn’t she come back with you?"

As soon as the voice fell, before Zi Chen had time to answer, a small head suddenly appeared behind him.

A pretty little face came into view.

"Brother Wu Yao!"

Wu Yao was taken aback.

Just now he knew that someone had come with Zichen, but when he looked at it as a girl, he thought it was a friend Zichen brought back with him, so he didn't care too much.

But the girl in front of me...why is the tone so familiar?

And that face, the breath of the whole body...

Wu Yao's eyes widened suddenly:

"Dumplings!?"

The dumpling blinked.

"It's me! Brother Wu Yao can't recognize me?"

Wu Yao clutched his chest, incredible.

The shock was too strong, he couldn't bear it for a while!

How long has it been now, how come that small lump has grown into such a beautiful and slim girl?

The dumplings can't wait to run inside.

"Ayue! I haven't seen Ayue for a long time!"

Wu Yao subconsciously said: "The master is in the main hall of the Illusory Temple."

Just finished speaking, I can feel a gust of wind blowing in my ear.

The dumplings have disappeared.

Wu Yao was stunned, and he still hadn't recovered.

Zi Chen briefly explained a few sentences, and quickly followed.

Wu Yao finally recovered, turned his head and patted his thigh:

"Oh! Our dumplings grow up so beautiful and miserable!"

......

Today's Magic Palace is extremely noisy and lively.

The night is intertwined with fireworks, and people come and go.

Zi Chen chased after Tuanzi.

However, before arriving at the Illusory Temple, Zi Chen saw that the dumpling suddenly stopped in front of a small alley.

He breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down and stepped forward:

"How--"

Before speaking, he raised his gaze and saw that two people were very close in the narrow and dark alley.

The tall and thin man, leaning back against the wall, leaned slightly.

He is holding a sword in one hand, but the other is tightly clinging to a woman's slender waist.

In front of him, the slender, charming and enchanting woman was hooking his neck and tiptoeing to kiss him.

The ambiguous breath almost broke through the night.

Zi Chen's eyebrows beat, and immediately raised his hand, covering Tuanzi's eyes with one hand.

------Off topic------

Yesterday’s chapter was blocked. It may take two or three days to review. Everyone is anxious, it's just that the emperor was disgusted by the child and didn't eat any meat again, ha.


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