Listening to this, the smile of Feng Chu's mouth is completely broken.

She squinted at her eyes...

The pain of abstinence?

"Yiangzi, am I wrong?" Seeing Fengchu song glared at him, the emperor scorned his mouth. "It has been a few months..."

Said, he looked at the belly of Fengchu song with some resentment.

"Baby, do you know that, for you, your sacrifice is really too big... After you come out, you must fight with your mother for a few hundred rounds."

A few black lines were added to the Fengchu songs.

How many hundred rounds did you fight?

by!

The Emperor is absolutely dusty... You are going to be rough!

At this time, Feng Chuge suddenly felt a slight movement in the abdomen.

Her look suddenly stunned.

This incitement is unprecedented, and of course, it is only a moment.

However, with this moment of effort, Feng Chuge suddenly gave birth to an illusion. It seems that the babies are laughing at her like the emperor.

Realizing my own thoughts, Feng Chu Ge was silent for a while...

"What's wrong?" Perceived the strangeness of the Fengchu song, the emperor reached out to pick up a strand of hair scattered in front of her forehead, and then asked.

"No... just think that the child is moving, as if I understand you."

"Our children are naturally different." The emperor did not refute the words of Fengchu, but he took it.

Feng Chuge gave him a big eye.

Outside, there was a footstep coming.

The Fengchu song looks slightly calmer.

"Young master, young lady, the young master of the wind is back..." The maid just walked in, and she was anxious.

Wind master?

Listening to this name, Feng Chuge and the emperor have a look at each other...

Chi Yanfeng, the son of Chi Yuling!

"And then? He came back with us?" Feng Chuge's thin lips.

"The young master of the wind came back and heard about Mrs. Ling’s business. Now he is angry and is estimated to come to seek revenge."

"That makes him come." Feng Chuge smiled low.

She is not afraid, the red jade Ling is so lonely that she is looking for it!

"Young master, young lady, the strength of the young master... very strong." For a moment, the maid said.

Yes, Chi Yanfeng’s strength is very strong. I have to know that Mrs. Ling has always cultivated her as the future patriarch.

Of course, not only Mrs. Ling, but even other people, almost all identified the status of Chi Yanfeng.

At that time, in order to let the Chiyan wind successfully take over the Xilong people in the future, Mrs. Ling asked him to enter another mysterious power. Therefore, the red wind is very strong!

Just three months ago, Chi Yanfeng went out to practice, this time back, the discerning people felt that his strength was getting stronger...

There was some concern on the maid's face.

They have been together for more than a month, and they also like Fengchu songs.

Although Feng Chuge is stunned, it is very good for the people around him, as well as for their group of maids.

In this Xilong tribe, the people of the Chi family have always been high in the eyes, and now there is a person who is not bad for these maids, they are grateful.

"How strong?" Seeing the maid is so worried, Feng Chu song asked.

"It is very strong, except for the patriarchs, the most powerful master of the entire Xilong." The maid said truthfully. "And, the young master of the wind was furious after hearing Mrs. Ling’s accident, and the slaves feared that he would be disadvantageous to the young master and the young lady."