Chapter 289: Bu Tinghe is ready

Baili Junyi strode toward Huajun Pavilion just before she had time to change clothes. As soon as I was close to the room, I heard exclaiming and laughing.
At this time, the room between him and Shen Ninghua had already changed a lot. The inner floor was covered with thick blankets, and the decorations, tables and chairs were all gone. The only bed was carefully wrapped around with rabbit fur. Looks fluffy.
At this time, Shen Ninghua was wearing a red uniform, kneeling on the ground and smiling at the two children lying on her stomach.
Boss and Xiaobao are wearing big red shirts of the same color, showing a small lotus-like arm, like a little turtle lying on the ground by their mother, side by side, trying to flip over Come here.
The eldest boy is a boy, and he is also very good at raising his baby. A little one is especially strong, and after a while, a carp rolls over.
People like Bai Yan and Hong Ling hurried to cheer and celebrate, causing him to grin endlessly, and drool almost stayed behind.
Shen Ninghua leaned over and kissed his son's face, "Baby is awesome!"
Xiaobao struggled to turn his head, with eyes, staring at the crowd with water, and Hong Ling almost rushed over to help her over.
Shen Ninghua laid her son back on the ground and looked at the daughter who was thinner than his son. He did not relent at all: "Come, Xiaobao, your mother will hug you when you turn over."
Xiaobao is weaker than the boss, but his strength is not small at all, and now he is just lazy when he is not moving. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe it. The thin little girl in front of her eyes had the strength to move her brother.
That day, she was shocked to see her kicking the boss next to him a short distance away.
It ’s just that the child was lazy, and the boss was able to turn around a few days ago, but she has n’t moved. You put her down on your stomach, and she was lying there honestly, only with a pair of eyes, soft and soft Not even one pose.
Shen Ninghua worked hard to train her, but Bai Lijun Yi couldn't stand it. Her daughter was so pitiful that her mother had to "torture" her.
He didn't care about taking off his clothes either. He just took off his shoes and hugged Xiaobao. "Dear daughter, let's not stand up, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Dad will protect you."
Seeing Bai Lijun's heart, lungs, and lungs would be pulled out to his daughter, Shen Ninghua laughed: "What do you hug her, quickly put her back."
"Ninghua, Xiaobao has always been thin and weak, so it's better to support her."
"The child's proper exercise and exercise are good for her, and the boss can turn over, and she has been lying down."
Baili Junyi looked at his fat son, then looked at his thin and thin daughter, and decisively left his son aside: "Can a daughter be compared to a stink boy? Xiaobao is a small county owner, we are weak. "
Shen Ninghua couldn't help crying and laughing. His daughter took Bai Lijun Yi to death, even if he frowned, he would be distressed for a long time, watching his son turn over, he reached out and hugged him:
"Ying Ye is great!"
"Yeah ..." The old man grinned and lay down on Shen Ninghua's shoulder, smearing her clothes with saliva.
The two played with the children for a while, but eventually failed to let Xiaobao turn over on their own initiative.
When they were all sleepy, Baili Junyi let the grandma hold them down to sleep, and she sat beside Shen Ninghua.
"Ninghua, since Chen Bobo went to give a diagnosis to Bu Tinghe, she hasn't heard anything from her side. Think about it now that it has been more than half a month."
Shen Ninghua nodded: "Well, I don't know what it was used by Prince An, or if Bu Ting Hesheng had tolerated the past. If it was the latter, then she would have to know her again."
She understands the pain that penetrates the bone marrow after inspiring all the functions of the body, which is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people. At first in the valley, the poisoned mother-in-law used this method to rescue her, but now she still feels that she is beginning to cool from the cracks in her bones.
Bai Lijun smiled faintly: "She is not the kind of firm-minded person, otherwise she would not have been so impulsive before letting Lanyu come to test me. I am afraid that it was Prince An who used special means to control her. What happened? "
Shen Ninghua nodded: "A few days will be the day when she and the three princes get married, and you will know when you look at it."
Baili Junyi guessed very well. In order not to let Bu Tinghe continue to toss, Prince An really did use special methods. She was asked to tie Bu Tinghe directly to the bed with a wide strip of cloth, and all Lasa was served, but no matter whether she was angry or begged, she was not allowed to let go.
One month later, Bu Tinghe was almost tortured and not shaped. She has not been dressing for many days, and she just wiped her face with a cloth towel every day. For almost a month, she ate and drank Lazar on a bed. Unpleasant smell.
The three princes were stopped by Prince An every time they came back, saying that a woman was convulsed by confinement, and that it was difficult to meet thousands of years ago, so the only reason she could be released was gone.
The little maid came in with porridge, carefully approached, and pulled away the hair covering her eyes: "Princess, you drink porridge." Her movements have been careful, but still make Bu Tinghe feel that her scalp is torn off. general.
Under the irritability of Bu Tinghe, she jerked her head up and bit her on the wrist of the maid before she could take it back.
"Ah, princess, let go quickly."
The maid screamed, withdrew her arm suddenly, and the blood continued to flow down. Bu Ting He Shengsheng actually bit off the meat on her wrist, but fortunately she missed some blood vessels.
Bu Tinghe spit out the meat in her mouth suddenly and spit out two salivas: "Let me go, sloppy, I order you to let me go!"
Prince An came in and watched the scene suddenly closed her eyes. I could hardly believe that the mad woman in front of her was her own flowery daughter: "Ting He, seeing that your marriage with the three princes is coming. You wo n’t be able to do that, so you have to think of another way for your father. "
Bu Tinghe looked up violently, and the blood on her face and chin made her look terrible: "I'm naturally not good, no ghost, no ghost, ha ha ha, Shen Ninghua that still doesn't know How happy now! "
Prince An was also very headache: "Ting He, my doctor has said that Shen Ninghua didn't bother you at all. It's your own illusion. It's your heart that is sick!"
Seeing her appearance, Prince An couldn't help it. He even wondered if Bu Tinghe was insane when she gave birth.
Bu Tinghe gritted her teeth and struggled violently. A bloodstain was drawn on her wrist: "Let me go!"
Prince An had no patience: "Don't struggle, but you're asking for hardships, and you won't let people be released for your father before you are hello." After that, he turned his sleeves and walked out.
The maid simply bandaged the wound, brought back a bowl of porridge, and fed Tinghe tremblingly: "Princess, don't struggle, you will be all right."
Bu Tinghe lifted his eyes, and the cold eyes descended: "Well, I'm in pain now, how could it be ... um? It doesn't hurt?"
Bu Tinghe's eyes widened fiercely, and he tentatively moved his hands and feet with a slight energy movement. A flash of light flashed in his eyes: "I'm not in pain, I'm fine! Hahahaha, I'm fine! Let go of me, I'm fine Now. "
The maid looked at her suspiciously, afraid to move.
"Useless things, call your father and let him come over. I don't have any pain in my body anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Prince An is scorching his head and thinking of many alternatives to Bu Tinghe, but they are not perfect. The news of the maid's coming to make him look relaxed, with a touch of joy on his face: "You said the princess?"
"Yes, the slave-in-law saw that the princess was sober and conscious, and much quieter."
Before she finished speaking, Prince An immediately strode out. When he saw Bu Tinghe's sober eyes, he burst out laughing: "Haha, good, great, help the princess loosen up soon."
Bu Tinghe was quiet for a whole lot, but there was a flash of violent gas in her eyes from time to time, and she felt a little shocked: "Father, daughter first bathe and groom, and later come to plead guilty with the father."
"Say blame, you are my biological daughter, and my father can blame you for it? Go and freshen up."
Bu Tinghe soaked in the water for a whole hour, changed the water several times, her skin almost rubbed off a layer, and came out. She changed into a pure white dress, so she dressed up a bit, and then returned to the room.
The room has also been cleaned, the original things have been thrown away, and new yellow rosewood furniture has been replaced.
"Father, you worry about this time."
Bu Ting He Yingying worshiped, and her slender waist was like a weak willow to help the wind.
Seeing her painting, Prince An nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, this is a good daughter like a father."
Bu Tinghe smiled slightly. After being tortured during this period, her figure became thinner and thinner, and her exquisite facial features became more and more exquisite. She raised her hands and shots with a sense of sickness. It seems a bit of a little family, but it is just right to be a concubine.
Prince An nodded with satisfaction. What he wanted was Bu Tinghe to catch the heart of the three princes. It was better to be so fascinated that he couldn't see other women. "There are still a few days, you have to rest well, be sure to Your body is ready. "
Bu Tinghe swept over the maid, with a cold flash in her eyes: "Father, my condition is not good after all, so many people around me saw it, in case they chew their tongues ..."
The maid waited on her knees quickly, and her face was pale. "The prince, the princess and the slave, will not say anything.
Bu Tinghe was unmoved, didn't hear Prince An's response, and frowned again, "Father?"
"Not just a few slaves." Prince An also ignored the maid, and opened his mouth to let the cronies come up and pull people out. "Come on."
But Tinghe then showed a smile. The beautiful smile was like a beautiful flower blooming on the swamp.