Nangong Temple closed the door and turned to the bed. The candle in the room was always bright. The warm golden candlelight sprinkled on her quiet face. As always, the exquisite and beautiful, just pale and distressing.

He hugged her back last night. Her pulse was weak and she would be broken at any time. He didn't dare to delay. He spent the whole night and passed her aura to her. She finally pulled her back from the ghost gate and found a surprise. He passed her so much aura to her body.

All night, just to save her life.

At the time, Nangong’s whole heart was chaotic. He had no aura. He could only find a way to quickly restore the aura, and he could continue to supply her.

No hesitation.

Nangong湚 put the people on the bed up, she closed her eyes, the long feathers, like two elegant fans, he suddenly had an expectation, when can they slightly tremble?

Nangong’s black shackles are getting more and more fascinating. Only when she is weak and closes her eyes, can he hold her in her arms like this, her fangs and teeth will not say those words that are angry with him.

Even so, he does not want her to be like this forever, he wants to see her fresh.

Nan Gongyi put her heart on her back, and the constant aura conveyed her body. She didn't dare to be too anxious, nor dare to be too slow. He sent it to the middle of the night, and he took back his palm.

He was physically weak, but fortunately behind him was the back of the bed. He leaned down and leaned on the back of the bed. She was unconscious and she was in his arms.

Soft and fragrant.

Nangong’s heart sighed and gasped for a few breaths. He looked at the pale face in his arms and recovered a little bit of blood. He was black.

"For you, I run out of spiritual power. When you wake up, you won't be grateful to me. You will leave your hands without leaving your mouth. Should I charge a little interest now and return myself?"

Nangong whispered and looked at her eyes flashing a shimmer.

He slowly leaned down, his white lips, getting closer and closer to her face, his breathing stopped, fearing that his breath was heavy, and he would hurt his delicate body to recover a little vitality. .

Thin lips fall, a sense of satisfaction that has never been seen before.

After a while.

Nangong 湚 put her body on the bed, licked her for the horns, and slender fingers on her kissed face, gently stroked a few times.

"Hey, your face is really soft."

Jade Palace.

Chun Er was forcibly taken away. This scene happens in the Queen's Palace. The palace girl does not know what is going on? However, Chun Er is the singer of the prince Wang Yan brought to the palace.

Therefore.

When Chun Er was taken away by the prince of the prince, the palace woman was shocked and scared, and ran to tell the prince Wang.

When Wang Shuo knew that things were not good, she got up from the bed and chased them out. As she chased, she shouted loudly: Put down the spring children, and the king ordered you to let go of the spring.

The guards were all ordered by the dragon, and no one cares about the king.

Unexpected things happened, and Wang Hao was over-excited, chasing after another, seeing blood under his body, and showing signs of miscarriage.

When the palace lady who came to the Queen's Palace saw it, she was scared to death. She quickly stopped the shackles, and some stopped the guards from taking the spring and busy.

The Queen heard this and was shocked back to the palace.

At the moment.

The doctors have arrived, and some have replaced the princes, and some have written the words that have been read out in the mouth of the doctor. Some are telling the palace to go to the hot water and ask the mother to come over.

Wang Wang is going to have a premature birth.