The empress is pregnant, and the emperor's incense continues

Mrs. Yue Er saw the change in Meng Wenyao's expression and just thought it was a girl's concern. She didn't care at all and emphasized again: "You only need to know that we, as elders, only want you to marry a good man. If you don't want to, We won’t force you, and you’re not afraid of causing us any trouble, so you won’t say anything.”

"I know, aunt."

Meng Wenyao spent the whole day with Mrs. Yue Er, and did not return to her room until dinner.

When the moon was at its zenith, three cuckoo calls suddenly sounded outside the window. This was the signal agreed upon by Xie Shaoqing and Meng Wenyao.

Meng Wenyao blew out the lights in the room, pretended to be asleep, floated out of the window, and landed silently next to Xie Shaoqing.

"Brother Shaoqing."

The cold voice made the ambiguous title lose its charm, but Xie Shaoqing didn't notice it at all. He happily pulled Meng Wenyao and asked: "Sister Yao, when did you come back? I have been talking to everyone all day long. The sect is discussing the matter of besieging the Demon Cult, but I haven't been able to find time to see you, are you okay?"

Pulling out her hand as if inadvertently, Meng Wenyao said calmly: "I came back last night. Everything is fine with me."

This result was so unexpected to Xie Shaoqing. He didn't notice Meng Wenyao's indifference at all, and confirmed again and again: "Did you really bewitch the cold devil?"

"Well," as if she couldn't bear the humiliation, Meng Wenyao turned her head stubbornly and stopped looking at Xie Shaoqing. She choked and said, "My body is dirty and I am no longer worthy of brother Shaoqing."

Xie Shaoqing, who had been gentle and carefree just now, couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and there was unconcealable joy in his laughter.

"Sister Yao, I said I won't care about this. Besides, you also want the stability of the world. Once the devil is eliminated, I will definitely marry you. From now on, the world will belong to us and our husband."

Although the words were very tender and affectionate, Meng Wenyao was keenly aware that Xie Shaoqing had no intention of touching her. In the past, during their private meetings, Xie Shaoqing could not help but touch her hands or head. This time, he actually said a lot of words with his hands behind his back.

As expected, the body is the most sincere. Meng Wenyao sneered in her heart, but said quietly on her face: "Really? Brother Shaoqing really won't dislike me?"

"Of course," Xie Shaoqing was afraid that Meng Wenyao would continue to struggle with this topic, so he quickly explained: "Here, I will teach you how to activate the poison, tap this acupoint, luck, and then tap this acupoint again..."

After it was over, Xie Shaoqing explained: "When the time comes, I will fight with the cold devil. You can activate the poison at the right time. The cold devil is indestructible and cannot bear the devastation of the poison. I will definitely be able to fight him." Hit him to death."

"I believe in brother Shaoqing."

After saying these things, Xie Shaoqing was in a good mood and urged Meng Wenyao to go back and rest early: "We will besiege the Demon Cult in five days. Sister Yao must have a good rest these days."

"it is good."

After the two parted ways, Meng Wenyao walked some distance away and immediately returned, following Xie Shaoqing behind. She wanted to see if this person really didn't care or if he was a superb actor.

I saw that Xie Shaoqing did not go back to his room at all, but carefully sneaked out of a woman's boudoir. After a few cuckoo calls, a woman sneaked out of the room.

"Brother Shaoqing."

The woman threw herself into Xie Shaoqing's arms, causing Meng Wenyao, who was hiding in the tree, to be so startled that she almost lost her balance when she heard Xie Shaoqing say in a brisk tone: "Sister Qingya, this time I besiege the Demon Cult, I will definitely be powerful in the world. "

The delicate girl raised her head from Xie Shaoqing's arms and said in surprise: "Did the Piaomiao Sect Saint really poison the cold devil?"

"Of course," Xie Shaoqing explained very confidently: "You have never seen the appearance of the saint of Piaomiao Sect. The nine-day fairy will be jealous when she sees it. I am afraid that the cold demon head Ye Yushu girl has never seen such stunning beauty. It’s no surprise that I can fall into her body. As long as they have sex, Devil Leng will be poisoned. When the time comes to besiege the Demon Cult, Devil Leng will definitely die in my hands.”

Different from Xie Shaozong's happiness, Qingya pouted and said: "Brother Shaoqing, that saint is really so stunning. When the time comes to destroy the demon sect, you won't be reluctant to let her go. Do you really want to marry her?"

Seeing the jealous look on the girl in his arms, Xie Shaoqing hurriedly coaxed: "It's just a woman, let alone someone Leng Sufeng has played with, how could I marry her?

Besides, didn't we agree that when everything is settled, my wife will only be you, sister Qingya. "

These emotional words made the two of them intimate for a while, and Qing Ya asked again: "Brother Shaoqing, what if that saint is too timid to join the Demon Cult, but deceives you into poisoning her?"

"Don't worry," Xie Shaoqing rubbed her elegant cherry lips and said firmly: "Although the Piao Miao Sect's martial arts are poor, their lightness skills are unrivaled. Every time she appears next to me, I don't notice her at all.

Let alone a saint, even an ordinary direct disciple would dare to go to the Demon Sect to investigate. This time we besieged the Demon Sect, many disciples of the Piaomiao Sect went to investigate, and they have already thoroughly explored the terrain of the Demon Sect.

Therefore, although the Saint's Qinggong cannot kill everyone in the Demon Cult, she can still come and go freely in the Demon Cult, so she must have gone to the Demon Cult, and with her beautiful appearance, she served the cold devil. Escape is no problem. "

"That's good," Qing Ya happily kissed Xie Shaoqing's lips and said with a smile, "Then I'm going to thank her tomorrow, for helping brother Shaoqing defeat the Cold Demon, and for paving the way for our future."

"Okay," Xie Shaoqing responded dotingly, and then added, "But you have to be careful and don't let her notice."

After watching the man and woman under the tree having sex for a while, Meng Wenyao left silently.

I had always guessed that Xie Shaoqing's thoughts might not be so sincere, but I didn't expect that all of this was a conspiracy, a plan to let her go into battle and then marry someone else.

Meng Wenyao took three breaths of regret for the original owner, touched the porcelain bottle in her arms, and put on a strange smile on her lips.

On the second day, as expected, a woman came to see Meng Wenyao early. Meng Wenyao met her in the flower hall wearing a veil.

The girl's face was pretty and innocent, and she spoke briskly: "Sister Meng, can I call you that? I am brother Shaoqing's junior sister. If you marry brother Shaoqing, we will be a family."

It turned out to be junior sister. Meng Wenyao looked at the girl and said with a smile: "What do you call junior sister?"

"Qingya."

"I never heard Shaoqing say that."

Well, the girl looked embarrassed and said sarcastically: "Brother Shaoqing has more than just a junior sister like me. Maybe he has more junior sisters like Bichan."

"Yes, every time I see Shaoqing, I always hear him mention Bichan, saying that among the junior sisters, Bichan is his favorite. He even specially asked for our Piaomiao Sect's unique beauty-nourishing jade dew ointment. , said it was given to Sister Bichan."