"Lord."

Fang Ming moved a chair and sat in front of the bed. When Shangguan Jinghong came in, he stood up and moved the chair away.

"How is she?"

Shangguan was shocked and lifted his robe on the bed. She sat down on the edge of the bed. Unless she was sick, she was all right. He clicked on her acupuncture point and she was asleep until she was asleep; if she was not well, Fang Ming would also go to him . Didn't he ask more? The wrong words just jumped out.

Fang Ming respectfully said that there was nothing wrong, and the Shangguan looked at the woman in her arms who was still frowning tightly in her sleep. His heart sank slightly, and he shook hands before unlocking the acupuncture points for her.

They were fighting so fiercely just now that he didn't have time to tell her that she had their baby.

That little thing is still small, no men and women can be diagnosed.

He hopes to be a boy. That way, he can teach him everything he knows, teach him culture, Taoism and martial arts, and let the child inherit everything from him. Then, she, she will be happy?

But if it is a girl, like her, he also likes it very much.

He was slightly startled, he likes... like children?

Half of my heart is full of intense anxiety, and half of it is full of strong hope.

Suddenly I thought, what would happen to her when she heard about the child?

Will you be happy?

The mood at this time was actually even more intense than that of taking the military power from the emperor to the west. That was the first step he took to re-enter the Tanglin Dynasty Hall-who can understand his mood at that time, even They don't understand the old iron either. That is the line of success or failure that has been dormant for years.

His heart was ups and downs, and the sound of her Yingning waking up gave him a slight shock.

"Chu'er, it's time to take medicine."

Qiao Chu squinted at him, her wistful eyes, with a hint of sweetness and irritation as if swept away, Shangguan Jinghong couldn't help but sighed, took off the iron face, and leaned over to kiss her lips deeply. a bit.

The leader woke up suddenly, changed his face, raised his hand and slapped Shangguan Jinghong in the face.

Jing Ping Jingqing held a bowl of medicine in each hand and some candied fruit in the other. They waited by the side. With a crisp sound, Jing Ping's expression changed slightly, and Jing Qing gasped.

When was he beaten in front of his men like this? Shangguan Jinghong suddenly became angry, his eyebrows were cold, but he saw that the leader's eyes were also cold, but the corners of his mouth smiled like a flower, "My master, why bother with this expression, I will call you back!"

Shangguan Jinghong looked at her with her face up, her eyes full of clear light, her slightly trembling but stubborn and pale appearance, and the undiminished redness and swelling on her cheeks, it was he who hit her last night——

The anger that had just risen disappeared without a trace. He released her, and slightly used some force to press her uncooperative body onto the bed. He took a bowl of medicine from Jing Ping's hand and said in a deep voice: "Take medicine."

Watching Lao Tie and Fang Ming slightly turned their heads, Jing Ping and Jing Qing stood aside in embarrassment with something in their hands. Shangguan Jinghong’s face was red, and several light nails were caught. Bloodstains, his eyes were dark, but there was no attack.

A bitter smell came over, and the leader caressed his heart, but he felt itchy in his throat and wanted to vomit. Shangguan Jinghong's eyes brightened, and the hand holding the bowl steadily trembled. Some concoction splashed from the bowl onto his hand. The soup was still steaming, but he seemed to feel pain. His expression seemed clear. So... he was very happy. The leader was startled, but he was happy when he saw her in pain?

She stared at him vigilantly, Shangguan Jinghong holding the medicinal soup in one hand, and gently stroking her hair with the other. His deep gaze revealed softness, and the big hand slowly slipped onto her belly, the softness in her eyes It is getting thicker.

"Your body is like this now. After taking medicine, I will accompany you to rest. I have something to tell you."

"No, I don't drink..."

"Chu'er, you take medicine first. After taking medicine, let’s eat candied fruit. You can see which flavors you like. I will let Uncle Fang take a trip personally and order a batch for you. Look at your girl’s favorite snacks. I don’t like to eat either. I don’t know which ones are delicious, which ones are not delicious, what do you like, just tell me—"

Seeing Shangguan Jinghong's smile widening, the leader blinked without closing his eyes, his eyes were full of dense bloodshot eyes, but he stared at her as if tirelessly.

what happened to him?

As if he really loved her.

how is this possible?

She was nothing in his heart.

She felt more and more ironic, and his hands seemed to have his own will. He still smiled and talked in a low voice. She raised her hand and pushed it heavily on his bowl-holding hand. The irritating smell suddenly became heavy. very!

The medicinal soup was rolling, splattering towards her palm.

She doesn't care.

It hurts when it is hot, and it hurts when it hurts.

"Master Alice..."

Beside, Jing Ping exclaimed.

Shangguan lowered his eyes in shock, and quickly withdrew the hand that was touching her belly, and quickly covered her hand. It seemed that only a few drops of soup splashed, and she still shivered slightly. The fruit is very hot.

Shangguan Jinghong's hand was horrible. The back of his hand was black and red, the black part was the medicinal juice, and the red part was the skin. She thought he must beat and scold her, but he quickly pushed the medicine bowl against Jingping's hand, "Is it hot?"

He wiped his hand against his clothes, he rudely tore the wet quilt away, threw it aside, took her hand in one hand, and touched her belly with the other.

"Speak, are you hot?"

The leader was also a little shocked, and Shangguan was shocked. His chest was violently ups and downs, and his eyes were staring at her fiercely, his voice filled with anger.

She was startled, her gaze was a little confused, but Shangguan Jinghong thought she had gotten it somewhere, so he took her out of the bed. She sat on the small couch on the side of the bed, and carefully touched her lower abdomen. , The big palm immediately wrapped her hands, looked at it again, and Fang held her tightly in his arms.

On the side, everyone saw that Shangguan Jinghong had taken off the iron face, and they did not dare to go out and call the slaves who had been transferred to the far part of the garden to listen to their orders, let alone disturb the two of them. Fang Ming opened the cabinet and brought out a new quilt. Jing Ping quickly changed the wet quilt. There was still some clean water in the copper basin on the jasper shelf in the old iron house. He wrung the veil on the shelf and took it to pass it. Shangguan was shocked, and only Jing Qing stood still holding the remaining bowl of medicine and candied fruit in a daze.

Seeing that everyone was busy, the leader couldn't bear it. He met the gloomy gaze of the man who was holding him tightly, and his anger exploded, "Shangguan shocked, let me go!"