Chapter 169: The child is Lian Zhengyu

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War King House, in the study.
Xuanyuan ink stood still by the window, and the amber scorpion was dull and dull. There was no trace of color, just like there was no soul.
Outside the window, the wind blew from time to time, and the leaves of the sycamore tree in the yard drifted with the wind, and occasionally there were one or two pieces that fell to the window sill.
"Wang Ye, Wang Hao is back..." Suddenly, Yu Ying came in with some excitement.
Xuanyuan Mo heard the words resurrected instantly, and the figure flashed and rushed out.
Yu Ying only felt a gust of wind blowing from the side, and when he looked up, there was no figure of their prince at the window. I pumped the mouth of the mouth and let out a sigh of relief. It was still used by Wang Hao, and Wang Ye finally came alive.
Since returning that night, Wang Ye has been standing by the window and has not moved, not eating, not drinking, not sleeping, it has been three days. No matter what they say or do, he doesn't respond, just like a statue.
But looking at Wang Hao, Wang Ye’s road is still very long.
Xuanyuan ink ran directly into the Xueyuan, and squatted in the yard for a while before he took the courage to push the door open.
However, in the empty room, there was no one who thought about him. After a while, Xuanyuan ink ran to the ink house.
Outside the ink and ink, Duanmu looked at the big word "汐墨居" and lost his mind.
She didn't know why she was going back here. The reason she gave herself was that the master is still here, but the real reason is that she is the most clear, she can't let go, can't let go of that person. Lift your feet and walk in slowly.
Situ was a little excited when he saw Duanmu, "Hey, where are you going, worried about the death master."
Duanmu smacked a smile on his lips and said, "Sorry, my nephew worried the master."
Seeing Lian Zhengyu next to Duanmu, Situ was slightly surprised. "How is this kid here?"
Lian Zhengyu heard the words immediately and leaned over to Situ’s air,
seeing Stuart Elder.

Duanmu looked at Situkong and explained, "He is my own now, and he will live in the palace afterwards."
When Lian Zhengyu heard Duanmu, the handsome face couldn't help but redden. Although she knew that she didn't mean it, she was still very happy and felt sweeter than eating honey.
Xuanyuan Mo, outside the hospital, heard the words of Duanmu, and the original hastily stopped suddenly. I felt that the smell of sourness was stuck in my heart, so that he was so fast that he could not breathe.
Situ’s words were slightly stunned, and he immediately responded and took a shot of Lian Zhengyu’s shoulder.
Protect the hoe.

When I was at Shengjin College, I knew that this kid’s cultivation was good. After he was protected by his nephew, he could feel a lot of peace of mind.
Lian Zhengyu nodded and said seriously, "I will." Protecting her is the mission of his life.
Looking at Duanmu's pale face, Situ's eyebrows were contemptuous, and some worried. "Shantou, how is your face so bad? Is it uncomfortable?"
When Xuanyuan Mo, who was outside the hospital, heard Situ’s words, his heart jerked up and there was a worry in the amber scorpion.
Duanmu’s words flashed and shook his head.
I’m fine, maybe it’s not good for these two days.

"Come on, the master will help you to get a pulse." Situ Kong finally couldn't worry, grabbed Duanmu's hand and probed her.
Duanmu did not move, and he stood to let him explore.
After a few moments, Situ Kong finally put down the shackles of Duanmu. "Nothing serious, the little doll in the stomach is fine. Just move a little bit of temper, eat a baby-born baby for the teacher, wait for the teacher." I will give you a prescription for abortion."
Duanmu swears, the lips are slightly raised, and a deep purple scorpion flashes a touch of warmth. "Thank you Master."
It is good to have a master father. In the past few days, she has always worried about the baby in her stomach. Now she has checked the master father, and she is relieved.
When Lian Zhengyu heard Stuart’s little doll, the dark green scorpion flashed a little, and then he resumed calm.
When Xuanyuan Mo, who was outside the hospital, heard that Duanmu was pregnant, he was shocked. His mind instantly reminded her of what she said that day.
"If I said, I am not a virgin, would you care?"
Will the child be his? He lifted his foot and walked to the door of the courtyard, watching the Duanmu in the yard slightly lost. I didn't see her for three days, but it seemed to have been a few reincarnations for so long. She was thin and her face was pale. The original red dress was changed to white, which was even thinner.
The scorpion slowly moved to her lower abdomen. "Child, is it mine?" The voice was low and hoarse.
Everyone heard the sound all looking at the gate of the hospital.
When Duanmu saw Xuanyuan Mo, his heart slammed, not because he knew she was pregnant, but because he was so distressed at the moment, his face was scum, his eyes were black and blue, and it looked very embarrassing.
She remembered that she had fallen off the cliff, and when she woke up, she saw such a sly face. The nose was sour, and there was a layer of water mist in the moment. The eyes slowly moved away from his sly face, and she was afraid to take another look, her tears would fall.
"The child is mine, isn't it?" Xuanyuan's hoarse voice rang again.
When Lian Zhengyu heard Xuanyuan Mo, the eyebrows were gently picked up. What is the meaning of Xuanyuan Mo, she became a relative with him, the child is not his, and who is it.
And Situkong and Fengwu, who knew the truth, did not speak, and they stood quietly, waiting for Duanmu's answer.
Duanmu’s eyes were drooping, and after a while, he looked up at Xuanyuan’s ink road.
No, the child is his.

Duanmu said that he reached out and took the arm of Lian Zhengyu.
Everyone heard the words were dumbfounded, especially Lian Zhengyu was completely stupid, staring at Duanmu, and the dark green voice was full of puzzles.
On the side of Feng Wu heard the end of Mudu, some anxious, the father of the small hall is clearly Xuanyuan son, how to talk about the temple, this Xuanyuan son must be misunderstood.
And Situ Kong also looked at the two people with concern. What happened to these two children? How could it seem strange? Why didn’t Shantou come back in a few days? Why is Mo Xiaozi so embarrassed?
"You lied to me, the child must be mine." Xuanyuan ink licked his chest and said hard.
Even if she knew that she was talking, but his heart is still hurting, it hurts. Looking at the hand that was put together, it was even more mad.
Duanmu smacked a sneer at the lips, "Why, you only allow you to have children with other women, can't I have children with other men?"
Duanmu’s words made everyone shocked again.
Feng Wuyi looked at Xuanyuan ink with big eyes. How could it be? Xuanyuan Gongzi was actually dyed with other women, and there were children. No wonder His Highness would be so sad! Xuanyuan Gongzi is actually unfaithful to His Highness, and it is sinful to die!
The dragon moon flashed slightly, and there was a glimpse of doubt in the middle.
Lianzheng Yumo's green voice was slightly picked up. This person actually did this kind of thing. He didn't deserve her love.
Situ Kong finally knew the problems of these two people, and some worriedly looked at Duanmu.
"I..." Xuanyuan Mo was questioned by Duanmu, who was speechless. He wanted to say that he didn't, but he couldn't even say it. He knew that he had hurt her and he was hurt very deep and deep!
Looking at Xuanyuan ink again and again, Duanmu's deep purple scorpion became secluded, and the lips sneered again with a sneer. "Xuan 辕墨 I tell you, the child in my stomach is Lian Zhengyu, the month of August 15 On the night of the round, I was in the cave with Lian Zhengyu, we stayed in the cave for a whole night..."
"Don't say it..." Xuanyuan ink only felt a huge stone, falling from the sky, falling to his heart, pressing him to breathe, "Please... don't say it again.... .."
Seeing the pleading eyes, Duanmu's heart hurts, hurts, and Lian Zhengyu's hand is slowly lowered, and the tears in his eyes fall off instantly.
"Oh..." Suddenly, Xuanyuan ink squirted a blood, and the people softened.
"A Xue..." Duanmu was shocked and flew straight to the past, catching the inverted Xuanyuan ink.
Looking at Xuanyuan ink with his eyes closed, Duanmu’s tears fell more urgently, and he patted Xuan’s face full of Hu’s face.
A Xue wakes up, don’t scare me.

All the people who have come back to God have come round.
Situ looked at the anxious Duanmu, and said, "Do not worry about the girl. It is not good for the little doll. If I am there, Mo Xiaozi will not have anything to do."
Situ Air said that he grabbed Xuan Zang's hand and probed him.
After a while, slowly put down the wrist of Xuanyuan ink.
"Master Father, A Xue, he doesn't matter." Seeing Situ's empty veins, Duanmu asked immediately anxiously.
"Nothing, he is anxious to attack, plus a few days do not eat or drink, do not sleep, body is too empty, will suddenly fainted, eat the remedy, rest will be fine." Situ Kong said from the I found a medicinal herb in the mouth of Xuanyuan ink.
Duanmu’s words were distressed. If he didn’t eat or drink for a few days, was he at a redemption? Raise your hand and gently wipe off the corners of your lips. If you are so painful, why did you do that?
Looking at this kind of Duanmu, Situ air sighed with a deep breath, facing the side of the integrity of the road, "Yu Zizi, come over to hold the ink boy into the house."
Lian Zhengyu heard the words, and took the Xuanyuan ink from Duanmu, and directly took him into the back room.
"Feng head, go to the kitchen to pick up some porridge, wait for the ink boy to wake up and let him drink some porridge." People who are better in body, they will not lick their bodies.
"Good." Although Feng Wu was somewhat unhappy, but she could only barely agree to see the anxious appearance of her home.
"I will go." Duanmu got up and looked at the room with concern and turned to the small kitchen.
Feng Wu heard the words immediately to catch up, "His Royal Highness, let Feng Wu go, you still have a small hall, can not smell the smell of smoke."
"It doesn't matter." Duanmu said, no longer paying attention to Fengwu, went directly to the small kitchen.
Looking at the back of Duanmu, Feng Wu secretly sighed, why Xuanyuan son did such a thing, His Highness still cares about him, obviously his body is not comfortable, but he has to personally cook porridge for him.
In the end, she wants to tell the Queen of Her Majesty what she is doing, grabbing her own hair and feeling a little worried.