Chapter 398: ice room

Seeing her touching her lower abdomen, Zhu Xianxian looked stunned. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he quickly changed the subject.
"What are you using today? I think those people are like crazy, what you say, they all believe in it!"
An Rushuang barely curled the corners of her lips and whispered, "Mirror pollen."
Zhu Xianxian couldn't help feeling a little startled, and asked quickly: "Eh? That's not the kind you use to make hemp boiling soup..."
An Rushuang nodded and said: "Mirror pollen, especially famous for its illusion, and in the high temperature, the effect of the medicine should be released faster. At that time, naturally, what I say, they will think in that direction. ."
Only then did Zhu Xianxian think of her intention of letting herself stand under the eaves, and could not help but nod her head again and again, expressing admiration on her face.
Suddenly something came to mind, and he couldn't help but said: "In this case, how can the child and General Meng not be fascinated by Jinghuafen..."
Can mirror pollen be able to choose someone to play its role?
An Rushuang said: "I don't use much mirror pollen, it just plays a supporting role. Those people believe in the Dragon God in their hearts, so I told them about the Dragon God, it's just an inducing effect. . And Meng Li, he resisted from the beginning, no matter what I said about the Dragon God, he was firm in mind and would not easily believe it, and that kid..."
An Rushuang slowly said: "The child was unexpected, or it might be because he was extremely scared at the time, so he held his breath and didn't inhale much mirror pollen."
With that said, she asked again: "The child was sent back?"
Zhu Xianxian shook his head and said: "Don't mention it, we wanted to send the child back, but the child's mother suddenly rushed out and forced people to accept the child. General Meng saw him pitifully, so he had to bring him back. ."
Brought it back?
An Rushuang nodded slowly, she stroked her belly, but somehow she felt an unknown feeling in her heart.
Because of today's matter, Meng Li was extremely worried, and allowed An Rushuang to recuperate for a few more days. With the decoction waiting daily, An Rushuang was about to grow mushrooms.
Moreover, in the past few days, she has never let her see her parents and sister-in-law. An Rushuang is always worried about the severe drought, and she loses weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Meng Li saw it in his eyes, and was anxious in his heart. He changed a trick to bring back food for his wife.
But An Rushuang has been hot, upset and irritable in the past few days, and has retched and nauseated from time to time, which is really hard to serve.
When Zhu Xianxian saw An Rushuang at this time, his head was swollen.
It was Meng Li who really took care of An Rushuang.
On this day, An Rushuang got up and heard the hustle and bustle outside the courtyard, as if there were many people in the courtyard.
She braced herself and walked slowly to the door, before raising her hand to open the door, the door opened directly.
Meng Li was standing outside the door, his handsome face tanned a bit, and he smiled at An Rushuang.
"Woke up."
An Rushuang nodded and looked back curiously: "What are you doing?"
Meng Li smiled slightly and said, "Decorate the room."
With that said, he stretched out his hand to hold An Rushuang, and was about to walk out, but stopped and turned back.
He took a hood and put it on her head without knowing it, and then he dragged her out.
An Rushuang rolled her eyes silently, but it was only a quarter of an hour away to wrap her up like a zongzi.
She is pregnant now, and she is already hot. It is an unspeakable torture to be taken care of by Meng Li so diligently.
Meng Li stretched out his hand to hold her, and when he reached the door of the room, he whispered: "Close your eyes first."
An Rushuang looked out from her hood, but a hazy house, she frowned and couldn't help asking, "What do you want to do?"
Meng Li chuckled, "If you don't close your eyes, then I will hold you in."
An Rushuang gritted his teeth, grunted viciously, and closed his eyes.
Meng Li clasped her hands tightly and walked slowly inside, only to feel that the steps in the room were very low.
After two more steps, she heard a creak in her ear and the door opened.
She walked straight over, there was no threshold, only a sense of coolness came over.
An Rushuang felt refreshed and could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. Before Meng Li could say anything, she lifted her hood to look outside.
At a glance, he couldn't help being stunned.
It's not really a room here, except for a table and chairs, there is nothing else in it.
But looking down at his feet, I have never seen any ice, but only a slight chill rising from my feet, like a fairyland.
The floor tiles are covered with thick cashmere felt, which makes it extremely comfortable to step on.
Hongyu led a few little maids standing aside, winking at An Rushuang with a smile.
"Do you still like it?"
Meng Li's eyes were full of An Rushuang, looking at her with a pair of eyes without blinking.
An Rushuang couldn't help but curled up the corners of her lips, turned to look at him, and couldn't help saying: "If there is a severe drought today, but you are so profligate, you will definitely be fainted by someone."
Meng Li slowly walked up to An Rushuang and suddenly hugged her up.
An Rushuang was suddenly attacked, she couldn't help but exclaimed, grabbed his neck and glared at him angrily.
"This is not the anointing of the people, it's just a replacement for my husband and my salary, what can you worry about? But..."
Meng Li said this, but added one more.
An Rushuang looked at him sullenly, and asked in a deep voice, "But what?"
Meng Li said with a deep laugh, "But, it may not last long. You can enjoy the enjoyment you have now."
"In this way, after we can wait, we will have to make a living by sewing and firing wood?"
An Rushuang glanced at him sideways.
Meng Li stretched out his hand to catch An Rushuang's fingertips, suddenly lowered his head and kissed lightly, then raised his head to look at An Rushuang and said: "I am collecting firewood for my husband alone, how can I let the lady sew for others?"
The two little maids blushed and ran out, hiding their faces.
Meng Li didn't care, he approached more and more, An Rushuang couldn't help but stepped back, and said vigilantly: "You...what are you doing?"
Meng Li whispered: "Miss, I have learned a strange technique, and I can understand a person's eyes."
An Rushuang's bright eyes were slightly flustered, with a little anxiety, and continued to step back: "What does it have to do with me?"
Meng Li stretched out his hand and hooked An Rushuang's back, pressing her soft body directly into his arms, tightly, the two of them became one.
He pressed it to her ear and murmured: "Your eyes tell me... to do this."
When An Rushuang's cheeks warmed, he heard the door shut, and then looked at the room, it was already empty.
Finally, Hongyu was also soured by this general Meng...