Xiao Yu returned to Feng Fu, feeling extraordinarily heavy, like a big stone, she could not breathe.

Her small hand is subconsciously attached to the abdomen, and the raised belly is already somewhat noticeable, except that the robe she wears is loose, and the delicate little face is raised with some baby fat. From the outside, it looks like she is getting fat.

Is Nangong Yu really true? Is this child really only able to raise a big domain?

Or... Is this just a means for Nangong to want to trick her into the demon domain?

Nangong Yucheng is extremely deep and its methods are also high and low. He is best at grasping the most vulnerable ribs of others and making use of them.

Xiao Yu suddenly had some hopes. This is not true. This is just a means of Nangong Temple.

"Little girl, how is your eyes red? Nangong 湚 that kid bully you? To teach him to teach him, to avenge you."

Xiao Yu was shocked by the sudden sound. She looked up and saw that the purple clothes didn't know when it floated to her side.

Xiao Yu’s mouth squeezed out a smile: “No, his aura is not as good as me. How can he bully me?”

Purple eyebrows: "You can cry."

Xiao Yu raised his hand and wiped his eyes. He smiled and said: "Today's wind is strong, the sand that blows blows my eyes, and I am blushing."

The purple phoenix phoenix flashed the shimmer, and today the wind is beautiful, even if there is wind, it is a breeze, why is it blowing the sand?

The purple clothes did not reveal Xiao Yu. He knew in his heart that Xiao Yu had a heart and refused to tell him.

There isn’t much to ask about the purple clothes. His little disciples must have her difficulties.

Xiao Yu returned to the room, Feng Lingran has returned, he told her that Xiao Qi has sent Song Auntie to the Regent Palace in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and Song Auntie's life there has been arranged properly, so that Xiao Yu can rest assured.

Xiao Yu nodded, and Song Auntie arranged it, and it solved her mind.

Awkward.

Xiao Yu was caught by Feng Lingran with a small hand. With a light touch, she fell on his lap and Xiao Yu nervously yelled at him.

"Be careful with your child."

Feng Lingran's long arm circled her waist, and she mastered her little hand and placed it on her raised belly. The beautiful face was gentle and said: "Our child, very strong, just like him, she was a child. In the belly of the mother-in-law, I fell heavily and lived to the present safely."

Feng Ling Ran Jun's face is smiling and understatement. The mother-in-law he said is the one who brought him to the Eastern Jin Dynasty. She treats him as a biological son. He also regards her as her biological mother.

what does she say? What does he believe?

Even if he later knew the truth, he believed in the mother-in-law, never deceived him, and those things that happened to him.

Xiao Yu’s surprised eyes wide open: “How did you not listen to what you said before?”

Feng Ling smiled happily: "This little thing, why not hang it?"

Xiao Yu looked at Feng Lingran's very careless look. She thought that he had experienced so many things, and what happened to the Feng family. When Feng Ling was in his mother's stomach, he was seriously injured. It’s not an understatement that he said.

Xiao Yu’s delicate little face snuggled in Feng Ling’s arms. She rubbed his arm around his neck and smelled the familiar cold fragrance on his body. She said in a twilight: “You’re right, my husband’s life is small. Tenacious, our children will grow up like their father."

This sentence, like saying to Feng Lingran, is like saying to yourself.

Feng Lingran black squats, thin lips stuck on her bright forehead, kissed, softly said: "Hey, after ten days, I want to make the Holy Land, including all the Phoenix people, know that you are me. Feng Ling Ran Ming media is the wife of Zheng."