Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

Suddenly, Wen Ya had an epiphany.

"Hu Yanlie, in the two years since you returned to the Northern Desert, you have worked so hard to expand your power..."

"I came to the Northern Desert to get married. Did you make some agreement with my father?"

"In other words, the reason why your left little finger was broken was related to my father!"

"At that time, he noticed that you coveted me, so he naturally looked down on you who was in a low position at that time. Cutting off one of your little fingers was a warning to you."

"I'm warning you, don't think too much about Princess Jinyang, because of the difference between status and status."

"My father even guessed your identity. When you left the Huainan Palace, you reached some agreements. When you return to the Northern Desert, you will show your father and prove to him that you are worthy of me!"

Suddenly, the whole wooden house was very quiet, and even the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them disappeared.

At this time, snowflakes were floating outside again, falling one after another from the gray sky.

Hu Yanlie didn't speak or move for a long time. The expression on his face was as calm as ever, with no emotion at all.

Those eagle eyes were calm and focused on her face, making her vision difficult to distinguish and unclear.

Wen Ya couldn't bear to see him.

She didn't know whether her guess was correct or not. She couldn't understand why the man in front of her was neither sad nor happy. How could he react like this?

Wen Ya pursed her lips, turned her head, and said perfunctorily:

"It's getting late, so I'll go back first."

However, after pushing him away and taking only two steps, she was pulled back by a huge force, and her back hit the wooden door of the inner room again.

But his hands were tightly protecting her behind her, so it didn't hurt.

Wen Ya was a little surprised: "What are you..."

I saw the man's beautiful green eyes, shining brightly, but the area around his eyes was instantly smeared with scarlet.

He lowered his head and looked level with her.

"Say what you just said again."

His expression remained calm, without even a trace of crack.

However, his eyes revealed everything. The way he looked at her was extremely intense.

Wen Ya was horrified by his stare. At this moment, Hu Yanlie was pressing forward step by step, almost making her breathless.

"I said...actually, you have been coveting the princess of Jinyang a long time ago."

This was a bit of a soliloquy. Wen Ya wanted to run away, but was held tightly by the man.

"You're right, I've been coveting you for a long time."

"Your guess is not bad. Your father and I did reach some agreements."

He leaned down, took her lips in his mouth without any explanation, and kissed her deeply again.

Wen Ya fluttered her eyelashes and just turned her face away, wanting to ask him what the agreement was, when he turned around and chased her, entangled her for a kiss.

"Hmm..."

Wen Ya couldn't struggle and gradually became paralyzed.

Hu Yanlie kissed her happily and finally let her go. His eyes were filled with doting and love, as if the full moon in the horizon could not be fuller.

"You finally realized that you are not too slow, Princess Jinyang!"

At this point, Wen Ya simply strikes while the iron is hot:

"Hu Yanlie, you want to become a king as soon as possible, and then, let's have a child."

The man stared at her, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, as if he was desperately suppressing the brewing affection. After a long time, he spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Okay, I promise you."

The dust had settled, but Wen Ya felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

If Hu Yanlie had coveted Princess Jinyang from the beginning to the end, then Princess Jinyang's death would have been tortured to death by the members of the Helian tribe...

"What if...I said if, if I died, what would you do?"

"Kill all the people who hurt you. Perhaps, I will plant a piece of jacaranda and guard your grave until I die too."

Wen Ya could imagine the murderous intention behind his words.

He did become the Great King of the Northern Desert and destroyed the Helian tribe, but he also accepted a step-marriage and married Zi Zhu.

For Zi Zhu, the most painful punishment is to give her the cruelest revenge at the highlight of her life.

Obviously, it was Hu Yanlie who crushed the purple beads into flower mud and buried them under a jacaranda tree.

"Hu Yanlie, actually... I don't like Jacaranda."

There is a jacaranda in the beginning, but it is also a jacaranda in the end. The flower language of the jacaranda is - in despair, waiting for love.

Hu Yanlie and the original owner made a mistake, but they also missed it.

Wen Ya gently stroked his face and her voice dimmed:

"Just remember, I like Bifangcao now."

*

With Mei Duo as an excuse, Wen Ya and Hu Yanlie interacted more frequently.

The barbarians in the Northern Desert thought that the Dalan clan was just teaching the little princess to learn the culture of the Central Plains. Little did they know that their King Zuo Xian had already secretly communicated with the Kuan clan.

Mei Duo can already write her own name. Wen Ya is very satisfied. The little guy's handwriting is much better than Hu Yanlie's before.

In the past few days, Wen Ya often went to Hu Yanlie's tent to accompany Mei Duo.

However, the man no longer appeared.

Mei Duo was holding a brush and writing the newly learned calligraphy. Suddenly, she put down the pen and tugged on Wen Ya's sleeve.

"Mr. Yan, I want to see the fighting beast. My uncle hasn't come back these days. Quincy said that uncle has gone to the Colosseum. I want to see it. Mr. Yan, can you take me there?!"

Wen Ya really didn't know where the Colosseum was, but it was almost the end of the year, so why go to the Colosseum?

So she summoned Sally to inquire about the situation.

It turned out to be a provocation from King Youxian of the Helian tribe, saying that at the end of the year, he would relax his muscles and have a good competition, which would also bring good luck to the new year.

Wen Ya asked again: "Sally, will the Maharaja's concubines also come over?"

Sally replied: "Sister Yan, among the concubines of the great king, those who are favored by the great king will follow the great king."

Wen Ya nodded, "Then can I go?"

She only thought that it was Hu Yanzhang who didn't want her to go there, but in fact, it was Hu Yanlie who gave the order.

Sally was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Yan, King Zuo Xian said that the Colosseum is bloody and violent, so you and the little princess are asked to rest in the big tent. It's better not to go."

When Wen Ya thought about it, it was indeed the truth.

Beast fighting is a battle between man and beast, and the winner is the strongest warrior of the tribe. The scene is absolutely bloody and cruel.

"Don't be afraid, Mei Duo. Aunt Sally, just take me and Mr. Yan there. Let's go cheer for uncle!"

The little guy was eager to try it, he was so excited.