Chapter 1157

  "The God of Wealth won't try one?" Emperor Ziwei smiled his eyebrows.

   Peeled out a tender lotus seed and put it in the mouth.

   Really, sweet and delicious.

  There is no half the bitterness of lotus seeds.

   Flicked his brows slightly, which seemed a little surprised.

   "This love lotus is sweet and delicious. If God of Fortune doesn't taste it, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future."

  The root of love is pulled out, and it can be thrown in the Tianchi to re-bloom and bear fruit.

  Such steps are indispensable, and they are rare in the world.

  After eating this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet it even if I live for another thousand years.

  The God of Wealth looked at his hands peeling off the lotus seeds one by one, and said with a smile: "Emperor, in this world, there is a fixed number for every drink and peck. As for the cause and effect, I don't know when it will come to him."

  Dijun chuckled: "But if you eat a lotus seed, the God of Fortune said so badly, what cause and effect will you suffer?"

   Obviously Emperor Ziwei did not take this matter to heart.

  Emperor will take off the lotus flower one by one and eat it cleanly before giving up.

  "The emperor should go to Yingjie earlier, the emperor Ziwei should have the catastrophe, it is a big thing to think about. The creation **** retreats, and you are about to respond to the catastrophe. Recently, the little **** always feels heavenly..."

  The myth of wealth did not speak, and Emperor Ziwei also straightened his face.

  He has also noticed the strangeness of Tiandao recently.

"The God of Wealth doesn't need to worry too much, I should have returned early, and I want to be able to discuss things of heaven with everyone." Emperor Ziwei's expression is weak, and now it is just an idea, but even the idea is too rebellious to make people feel chills. .

  After Emperor Ziwei left, the lotus plant that fell on the ground was directly turned into fly ash and scattered.

  The God of Wealth sighed lightly: "The rebirth of the root of love is inherently unconventional. This lotus flower represents the vitality, and I want to have a child."

"Before he was born, the emperor repeatedly picked off the lotus. Every move of the gods has the will of God, how can there be unprovoked behavior. I am afraid that the emperor himself has not noticed that he has gotten into the cause and effect. Today's cause, after all, I will taste the fruit myself." The God of Wealth knew that Lulu's birth might have something to do with Emperor Ziwei.

  But I can’t think of more.

  At the moment, the Great Zhou Palace is panic and nervous.

  Niangniang walked on the Jinluan Temple for a while and took a nap on it. When I woke up, I was about to have a baby.

  The ministers were in an uproar and surprised.

  Watching His Majesty’s face turned pale with fright, he also ran to the harem holding the empress who was holding her belly in person.

  Not even courtiers and palace people caught up.

  Hey, they all say that your Majesty is a tyrannical emperor who loves to fight.

  Not interested in love.

  I’m not interested in this, it’s not anyone's eye.

  Now this empress is the heart of your majesty, even the upper court has to be tied to the waistband for fear of being wronged.

  If it is not a boy who can’t give birth to a child, I’m afraid that your majesty will even help her give birth to the child.

  At this moment, Your Majesty rushed back to the palace holding the empress, but fortunately, Tao Zhi had already prepared his affairs.

  Back to the Tibetan Deer Hall, the mothers and wives waited in the hall after washing up.

   "Your Majesty, don't worry, there is still a woman who has her first child." The mothers are all experienced. The only difference is that the mother is pregnant with twins.

  Where could Lu Huaijiang sit outside, he walked around anxiously.

  Looking at the palace staff from time to time carrying porridge in, and from time to time taking ginseng slices in, a heart was lifted up.

   Niangniang called out, and he felt distressed.

  Niangniang stopped calling, and your Majesty sent someone to ask if something went wrong.

  Everyone is eager to see, and your Majesty’s thoughts on the empress are really the only grace.

  I am afraid that the stars in the sky can be picked off.

  (End of this chapter)