Chapter 1703 Chapter Nanxian Back (1)

When the wind rushed back to the medicine field, it was found that the whole medicine field really lacked a lot of elixir. Her face suddenly darkened, and quickly rushed into the palace, and the little prince picked up and screamed.

Throughout the palace, the voice of the little prince was sobbing and mourning, but the emperor turned a blind eye, as if he did not know.

After the wind slammed the little prince, she went back to the generals. Far away, she saw the man who was wearing a white robe like a fairy. She was happy and went quickly to the man.

"National Division."

The man just wanted to step into the footsteps of the house and suddenly heard the sound coming from behind him. He slowly turned his head and caught the woman who flew to him.

His movements were very careful, for fear of hurting the children in her belly.

"You just returned to no city?"

"Well," the man smiled. "I went to chase her. She ran to the south of the country and lost her track, so I came back."

The wind was like a meal, and she dared to bring Xiaoya back. The South String did not know that she had already left the courtyard.

"Southern string..." The wind was silent for a moment. "Along the way, have you found anything different?"

"What?" South string, a brow wrinkled, asked.

"For example... something on Xiaoqing?"

"Xiao Qing?" The frown of the South String was loose. "Is it peeled? I didn't see its skin along the way."

Xiaoqing, who had just climbed out of the door, heard this. It scared to shrink his neck back and left without looking back.

The disappearing figure is like a ghost behind him.

"not at all."

The wind is like a smile: "Nan string, let's go, let's go back to rest first, yes, we have to transfer the flowers to the military."

"it is good."

The gentle look of the South String fell on the wind, like looking at her, just like seeing the whole world.

......

The March time is fleeting.

At this time in the General's House, everyone was very nervous, especially the end of the world, sent a maid to follow the wind all day, not allowing her to go out at random, let alone she used the aura, for fear of hurting the fetus in the abdomen.

Since that night, the child in the wind is as stable as a child, and she has never tossed her. She is close to the birth, and she has not felt any discomfort anymore.

He Lianyue held the soup that she personally licked, and smiled and walked out from He Lian's house. Who knows that a little girl who was coming face-to-face slammed into a full face and almost hit He Lianyue.

The face of He Lianyue was cold, but this was the soup she gave to Xiaoli, and even the wind did not even taste it, and she was almost knocked over.

Of course, He Lianyue did not give the wind to the Qing dynasty soup pot, but the wind has never been drunk, and he has never tasted it.

"Hey you……"

He Lianyue’s anger and sorrow, and falling into her shackles is a delicate and lovely face.

The little girl is very short and even shorter than her.

A face is very good-looking, but it always makes He Lianyue feel familiar.

Seems like I have seen it somewhere...

"Miss," Xiao La pulled the sleeves of Lach's moon. "Miss, the girl's facial features are similar to the wind suits."

It’s just that the wind jumpsuit is fighting all the year round, with some British spirit, but this girl... is a delicate lady.

When I mentioned the wind jumper, Helianyue didn't have a good mood. She blinked at the little girl: "Have you had no long eyes?"

(End of this chapter)