Chapter 1389: Pregnant

Jin Guo, Kyoto Cheng.
Inkori 沂 personally sent Zhao Ning out of the city, staying in Zhuangzi not far from the suburbs, not far from the city, if there is anything, he will soon know, and it is convenient to see him every day.
"Ninger, it’s over." Murong looked at the sky, the sky did not have a little moonlight, it seems that it should snow soon.
Zhao Ning in the carriage did not hear the sound for a long time.
Zi Yan started the curtain and whispered, "Wang Ye, Wang Hao is asleep."
Zhao Ning was greatly stimulated today, and collapsed and cried for so long. In an hour in the carriage, it was really too tired to save sleep.
"You should come down first." Murong whispered, and went up to hold Zhao Ning in his arms. It was almost two years. He had not been so close to her for a long time. Her little body leaned on him and looked weak. Also petite, thinking of her crashing and crying today, Murong 沂 a heart is like soaking in the water is sour and soft.
He is a jerk!
How would you think that receiving two women in South Vietnam will not hurt Zhao Ning? The two women were so low, but they still played Zhao Ning’s face. He shouldn’t accept them at all. They shouldn’t let them go to Kyoto. The person he least wants to hurt is her, but he has hurt her. Times.
Inkor 沂 carefully held Zhao Ning into the house, because the rush was in a hurry, the people in Zhuangzi were also caught off guard, and even the bed quilts were not ready.
"Quickly go to prepare." Murong will hold Zhao Ning in his arms, let the next person go to bed.
Zhao Ning still slept heavily in the arms of Murong, and was not awakened by the sound around him.
Inkor stunned and glanced at her. He really hoped that time would stop, so that he could hold her all the time. Otherwise, when she woke up, she would definitely push him thousands of miles away.
"Wang Ye, the bed is good." Zi Yan said in a low voice, although the mattress has a little tidal taste, but there is no way, after all, it is night, and did not let the people in Zhuangzi prepare in advance.
"Know it, you go down first." Murong smashed them all.
He was reluctant to put down Zhao Ning. If she was put down, it would be even harder for him to want to approach her in the future.
"I'm sorry..." Murong whispered, knowing that he had done something wrong, but he didn't know how to pray for Zhao Ning's forgiveness.
He wants to stay with Zhao Ning, but he knows that he should return to the government at this time. He will solve the problems of the two women first. If they have stayed in the palace, Zhao Ning will definitely not go back.
"Take care of Wang Hao." Murong bowed his head and kissed Zhao Ning's forehead. He walked out of the house reluctantly, and told the purple and green eyes outside.
"Wang Ye, slaves will certainly take care of Wang Hao." Zi Yan still hates the two small hooves of Wang Fuli, and my heart will inevitably complain to Murong. I also think that Xiao Wangye is really sincere to Wang Hao, even in South Vietnam. I haven’t come back for a long time. They all think that they are busy with business. Who knows, there are two women who are so enchanting.
Murong Yu heard the purple voice is not good, but he did not want to care about this at this time.
After leaving Zhuangzi, he returned to the palace as quickly as possible, and let people bring the two women.
After coming to the palace, they have been arranged to live in the back cover. They have already heard that Wang Hao’s departure is in their hearts. They can actually let Wang Hao take the initiative to retreat. It seems that Wang’s feelings about this Wang Hao are not half-hearted. They still have the opportunity to have a foothold in the Wangfu. If they did not have a position in the heart of the prince, the prince would not receive them from Kyoto so soon.
"Slaves have seen the prince." Yan Qiu and Yan Dong demon swearing, and the eyes look at the ink to the ink.
When Murong saw the way they made this work, they only wished to sneak in the past. In their hearts, they regretted not listening to Lu Xiangzhi’s advice. He asked coldly, "Who will let you go to Kyoto?"
Before seeing Zhao Ning, Qiu Qiu raised his head, and his eyes were like spring water. "Wang Ye, aren't you taking us to Kyoto? The slaves thought that they should give Wang Haojing tea when they just entered the door, but Wang Hao is... I feel that the slaves are low-lying, not worthy of giving her tea, but also humiliating the slaves."
"You also give Wang Qijing tea, what are you!" Murong's anger rushed to his head, and slammed into the heart of Qiu Qiu, if they did not appear in front of Zhao Ning, Zhao Ning will Was they mad at them?
Winter is more stable than Qiuqiu. I don’t know how to look at Murong’s. I know that they may have different things in Kyoto.
"Wang Ye, are the slaves doing something wrong?" Wei Dong asked quietly.
"Who is going to pick you up to Kyoto?" Murong asked again in a cold voice.
Qiu Qiu has already stopped, how does the prince always ask this question, isn't it that the princes let people pick them up?
Inkor’s eyes nowadays are more disgusting to them. No matter who picks them up in Kyoto, he just wants to disappear in front of them.
"Zhu Shu, take them down, the king does not want to see them again." Murong said coldly.
"Wang Ye, Wang Ye..." Qiu Qiu has already been paralyzed. She doesn't know what is going on. Wang Ye said how to change his face and change his face. When he was in South Vietnam, wasn't he still very gentle?
Inkor’s confidant came out from the outside,
Wang Ye.

"Take them away, this king does not want to see them again in this life." Murong said coldly, he had no feelings for these two women, leaving them in South Vietnam, but it is convenient in South Vietnam. Dealing with those merchants, now they dare to come to Zhao Ning in front of him, he will not be soft.
Qiu Qiu hugged the legs of Mo Rongzhen before, "Wang Ye, isn't the slave doing something wrong? You don't want to send the slaves, the slaves will change..."
"The most wrong thing for you is in front of Wang Hao." Murong whispered, "It is not enough to let you die a thousand times."
"Wang Ye..." Yu Dong looked pale at her face. "Slaves... With your child, even if you want to die, let the slaves give birth to the child first."
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"This king has never touched you, where did your child come from?" Murong stared sharply at the winter. When he was in South Vietnam, he thought about Zhao Ning. How could he touch these two? Women.
Winter is very afraid that Murong will come over with a kick in the next moment. She protects her lower abdomen with both hands. "You don't remember the prince, you drunk that night before you returned to Kyoto. You are a slave in the study room, you...you At that time, I had a slave, and the slaves only knew that they were pregnant two days ago."