Chapter 165: Wild saint

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War King House, Xue Yu Yuan.
Feng Wu looked at the table and didn't move anything. He frowned slightly, and there was a worry in his voice. "His Royal Highness, is the food not suitable for appetite? What do you want to eat, and you will do it again."
Duanmu smacked his hand on his chest and waved his hand. "It’s not a matter of food. You should remove it first."
Now she doesn't say that she is eating, that is, she looks at her and feels nausea.
Feng Wuwen’s words are somewhat worried.
But, you don’t always eat anything. Now you are not alone. Even if you are not hungry, you need nutrition under the small hall in your stomach!

Her Royal Highness did not eat much recently. Only Xuanyuan’s son was barely using it. After that, she would still spit it out. She was really worried. If there was anything under His Royal Highness or the small hall, how would she tell Her Majesty the Queen?
Duanmu squats and gently strokes his lower abdomen, and draws a touch of love at the bottom. This little guy, so small will toss her.
Looking up at the worried face of Feng Wu, a gentle smile, "Don't worry, this is a normal reaction to the reaction. After this, it will be good for two months. And I still have the father's baby, Dan Worried about your baby's nutrition."
Originally, I felt that the master brought a dozen bottles of Baotai Dan some exaggeration. Now she really took the Baotai Dandang plum to eat it. When it is nausea, it contains one, which is very useful.
"Take the things on the table, I will take a nap." Duanmu said, he went to the chaise couch next to him.
Looking at the lazy appearance of his master, Feng Wu reluctantly sighed and quickly collected the food on the table, and then took it out.
When Xuanyuan ink came back, Duanmu was still asleep.
Looking at the sweet-skinned Duanmu on the chaise couch, Xuanyuan ink lips and micro-hooks, flashing a touch of pet color. Take a blanket from the cupboard and gently cover it to the end of the raft.
Duanmu squinted his eyes openly, and when he saw Xuanyuan ink, his lips raised a sweet smile.
"A Xue!" The voice was stunned, with a hoarseness when he just woke up.
When I saw that Duanmu woke up, Xuanyuan ink leaned over and kissed her lips. "I woke you up?"
Duanmu stunned and shook his head and slowly sat up. I slept for a moment and felt more spiritual.
Xuanyuan ink saw it, sitting directly behind Duanmu, and started her human flesh pillow.
Duanmu squatted lazily in Xuanyuan's arms and played with his hair. "A Xue, where have you been today, I haven't seen you in a day."
Xuanyuan Mou heard that the lips were rising, and the head was joking in her ear. "Is the woman thinking of being a husband?"
Duanmu's face was reddish, and he pulled the hair of Xuanyuan ink hard. He whispered, "How, can't you think?"
Looking at the cute look of Duanmu, Xuanyuan inked his heart and smacked a scent on her pink face. "Of course, I am honored to be a husband."
Suddenly thought of something, Xuanyuan ink said again, "The father Huang let us enter the palace tonight to attend the dinner, the lady wants to go?"
Dinner? Duanmu’s words were awkward, and he looked back at Xuanyuan Modao.
Is there anything important in the palace?

Xuanyuan Mowen shook his head and shook his head. "I don't know." He never cares about these things.
Duanmu swears and frowns and meditates.
Looking at Duanmu's thought-provoking look, Xuanyuan ink stretched his hand around the waist of the Duanmu. "If the Niangzi doesn't want to go, we won't go."
Duanmu’s eyes were bright, and then he shook his head again.
Oh, let’s go!

This is because after they got married, the father and the emperor let them attend the dinner for the first time. It is always bad to absent without reason.
Xuanyuan ink nodded, but did not think too much, since his wife said, go.
In the evening, the Tiger Palace in the White Tiger National Palace is brightly lit and lively.
There are a lot of people in the Huwei Hall tonight, the civil and military officials, the emperors and relatives, and the families of these people.
However, the most eye-catching thing is to count the couples of Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu, and Xuanyuan ink has a red gilded gilt with a golden waistband. The hair is no longer tied, but a jade. The child is raised high. The end of the raft is also a red dress, sleeves, skirts, all embroidered with golden peony, the original white ribbon is also replaced with a gold ribbon.
The two men are red. Couples, so that everyone seems to return to the illusion of their wedding scene more than a month ago.
Several girls in Chinese costumes saw the red of their two. The couple’s costumes were all envious.
"War of the Warlord and the Warlord is really a love!"
"Yeah, both of them wear the same clothes!"
"They are so beautiful in red, both are so beautiful!"
"Hey, are you talking about the beauty of the war king or the beauty of the wild lady?"
"It must be the king of war, I have never seen anyone who is more beautiful than the king of war!"
"That's not necessarily oh, I listened to me and said that it is a beautiful woman who is a wild and beautiful woman who can sit on the position of a saint!"
"What about the beauty of the beauty, I don't believe it, the saint is beautiful and can be beautiful."
......
Xuanyuan looked at the couple's suits of the same model, and the bottom of his eyes crossed a deep sigh. Then the lips sneered a little, and he wanted to see how long they could love.
\"The emperor drove, the empress of the empress, the Hui Niangniang." "The singer of the came from outside the temple."
\"The emperor is ten thousand years old, the empress of the empress is a thousand years old, and the emperor is Wanfu Jinan."
Everyone squatted and greeted, and only Xuanyuan and Duanmu stood still straight.
Everyone saw the envy and looked at Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu, and the king of war was honored by the emperor. The emperor privileged her not to kneel, and the warlord always had whatever she wanted. When she wanted to marry, she wouldn’t want to be jealous. The emperor never blames.
Xuanyuan Lie looked at Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu, and his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of love.
The expressions of Guo Huier and Zhou Manyun who walked behind Xuanyuan Lie were completely different. Guo Huier looked at her face and a pair of triangle eyes stared at Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu, while Zhou Manyun saw the two people with glare. Quickly flashed a cold light, and then smiled at the two, but did not get any response from the two.
Feeling two very different eyes, Duanmu shimmering slightly. These two women are a sinister sinister, a two-sided, three-knife, not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Xuanyuan Lie went to the high platform and promised to everyone. "All the people are flat."
"Thank the emperor."
Not long after the people sat down, the singer of the came, "The wild saint and the messenger."
When I heard the singer, everyone extended their necks and looked at the temple door. This morning at the White Tiger Hall, they only saw the wild messengers and did not see the wild saints. I heard that this wild saint is very high in the wild, it is equivalent to the existence of the goddess. The wild sanctuary is a very mysterious place, and the wild saint is the most mysterious existence of the entire wilderness sanctuary. They are very curious about this wild saint!
In the eyes of all people, a green woman slowly appeared in front of everyone.
As soon as the woman appeared, she attracted the attention of all men because she was wearing it strangely. The woman had a bright green tube top dress with a green gauze cover. Two lights. The bare arm is looming under the gauze, it is very eye-catching.
The tube top dress is short and long, and the front skirt just reaches the knee, revealing two white tender legs. The most surprising thing is that the woman did not wear shoes, only a bunch of silver on the ankle on the left. The bell, the silver bell rang as the woman's lotus step moved lightly.
As the woman continued to approach, everyone slowly moved from her small jade feet to her face. Some disappointed, the woman had a golden veil on her face, which made it difficult to see her appearance, but only that pair. The flattering eyes hooked off the hearts of many men.
It’s just that no matter how many men’s eyes are attracted, the green woman is unmoved, and the charming scorpion has been in the man in red since she came in.
The man did not seem to know that someone was watching him, only paying attention to the woman around him.
Seeing the man did not look at himself from beginning to end, the small face under the veil of the green woman was full of sadness. Looking at the woman next to the man along the man's eyes. When the woman was wearing the red dress with the man, the green woman flashed a slap in the middle.
I feel that someone is watching myself, and Duanmu is carrying it. At the moment when Duanmu was carrying it, the green woman shifted her gaze.
Looking at the green woman's dress, Duanmu was slightly surprised. A very exotic woman, when she saw her, she felt as if she saw the women of Suzaku.
Wild saint? I remembered the story of the goddess that the three masters had said. I don’t know where the three masters are now. I always feel that the three masters are inextricably linked with the wild sanctuary.
The green woman with two black dressers slowly walked to the front of Xuanyuan Lie, "The wild saints and the messengers brought the messengers to see the White Tigers."
When Xuanyuan Lie saw the small jade feet of the green woman, she was slightly swaying. When he first met Yan Er, Yan Er also danced barefoot on the snow.
Seeing Xuanyuan Lie has been staring at the bare feet of the green woman, Guo Huier around Xuanyuan Lie was unhappy, and a pair of triangle eyes directly shot the green woman, and there was a disgust and disdain in the middle. What saint? It’s just a fox.
However, Zhou Manyun still has a warm face, but there is a deep meaning in the depths of the eye that other people cannot understand.
Xuanyuan Lie came back to God and raised his hand to the green dress. "The saints and the messengers are excused and given a seat."
"Xie Guozhu." The empathy and the two black-clothed messengers, under the guidance of the little eunuch, sat down on the seats, just opposite Xuanyuan Mo and Duanmu.
The dinner soon began, and it was still the same song and dance. After sitting down, do not eat, do not watch songs and dances, still staring at the opposite Xuanyuan ink, a pair of charming scorpions full of love.
Xuanyuan ink still only pays attention to the Duanmu, and put a few dishes on her plate, but she does not see her moving chopsticks. The eyebrows are slightly raised. "Women, why don't you eat?"