Chapter 1093: Let's go back.

The demon night looked at the eyes of the Fengchu song, and the mind was calmly settled down.
Also, the little songs will never suffer.
The bracelet has been thrown into the quiet corner by the Fengchu song.
In the evening, the emperor came back from Chiwanqu, and he looked slightly happy.
"Yangzi..." Inside the room, the Emperor looked at the Fengchu song sitting on the side and went forward.
Feng Chuge has been pregnant for more than four months, and the abdomen has already risen.
His large hand was placed on her abdomen, quietly feeling the child's heartbeat.
As I felt the little bit of movement inside, the emperor's brow furrowed slightly, and his face was a little happy.
"How? I feel the baby?" Feng Chuge looked at the imperial dust, the lips were lightly hooked, chuckle, and the eyebrows were full of gentleness.
"The lady is working hard." The emperor leaned over and leaned over and kissed the phoenix song on the forehead.
He stood in front of her, Feng Chu songs leaned on his heart, full of warmth...
"Yangzi, tomorrow grandfather wants to entertain Xilong Quangui, let us join in." The emperor suddenly thought of something, and made a sound.
"Good." Feng Chuge did not hesitate and nodded. "Right, show you something."
Feng Chuge said, took out the bracelet from the heart of the hail.
The Emperor looked at the bracelet. "This……"
"The instrument of spiritual power, who claimed to be your aunt's mother." Feng Chu's eyes can not stop the ridicule.
In the daytime, Akira Ling looks like it now, and it’s really funny like a clown.
Listening to the words of the Fengchu song, the hands of the imperial dust were slightly tightened, the thin lips were close, and the eyes flashed a little cold.
"Reassured, she can't help me." Looking at the imperial look of the emperor, Feng Chu song smiled.
The emperor's dusty look is a little bit, and it sounds for a long time. "Women, why don't we go back? Here, I am afraid that it will be a branch."
"How come that? I have promised my grandfather."
In addition, Chi Wanqun promised to completely awaken the blood for the imperialism.
He said that the imperial dust is the purest blood.
Once the blood is completely awakened, the golden dragon in his body is the king of the dragon.
No one on this continent is eager to become stronger and stronger.
Feng Chuge does not want to let the emperor miss the opportunity.
"There will be no problem. In addition, the spiritual power here is sufficient, the environment and climate are better than the Yuntian continent, and it is also beneficial to the growth of children."
Listening to the Fengchu song, the look of the imperial dust has slightly loosened.
"Alright, I will protect you, will not let you suffer a little bit of damage." "Not too early, the lady rests."
"Ok."
The two men lighted their clothes and slept together.
On the couch, the emperor held the woman in his arms tightly.
He closed his eyes tightly, and his exquisite face was full of happiness.
After a while, the brows were always close to each other. After encountering the Fengchu song, they continued to stretch and never picked up.
Not only him, but the Fengchu song in his arms is also sleeping peacefully.
Really...
I haven’t slept for such a long time.
The next day, the sun shone through the window and scattered the golden light of the place.
On the bed, Feng Chu sings openly, facing a pair of smiling scorpions.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Even though he was already an old wife, he was still slightly uncomfortable by the sight, and Feng Chu song snorted.
The smile of the imperial eyes is deeper. "I haven't seen the lady for a long time, I want to look at you like this."