Bewitching prince my husband

It's spring, and there is a lot of humidity in the weather, and a lot of coldness has dissipated; for some reason, I have been in poor health for the past two days, and I always feel unwell, but I can't tell where I feel uncomfortable.After thinking about it, it was probably because too many things had happened recently, and seeing so many corpses of those Jianghu people yesterday made my stomach tumbling, and I felt even more uncomfortable.

"Brother Xiaotuo, Daddy wants me to call you to have dinner together." Liu Jing's small body squeezed in through the crack of the door, came to the bedside and pulled me with a sweet smile.

He smiled weakly at him, "Well, good." Although he didn't have any appetite at all, he hadn't eaten two meals. If it was normal, it wouldn't matter, but now it's different...

When I walked slowly to the front hall, I was a little stunned. Ouyang was not there, but there were a few more faces that I didn't know.

"Why are you in a daze?" Just for a moment, there were many men around me, and the plain clothes still couldn't conceal the unique dignity. Looking at his concerned eyes, I thought to myself: This is the man of the first palace. Main momentum?Then, what kind of person would the Palace Master of the Ghost Palace be?

"What's wrong?" Seeing me staring at him stupidly, Anping's tone of concern deepened.

Shaking his head gently, "It's okay."

Seeing me walk to the table, the gentleman in Tsing Yi on the seat smiled at me gently: "Mr. Feng, long time no see, how are you doing?"

He gave him a weak look, what is "long time no see"?Didn't you see it yesterday?Is this Meng Qingsi such a boring person?

"Yeah, long time no see, it's been almost ten hours."

Seeing my answer, Meng Qingsi's gentle smile remained unchanged, "That's not it."

"..." I didn't even have the desire to talk to him, and sat down in the empty seat. An Ping, who was beside me, wanted to sit down too, but let Liu Jing slip away and squeeze into the seat, with an innocent look on his face. Smiling, staring at the delicious food on the table, completely ignoring the stiff adult on one side.

Seeing An Pingzhen's handsome and extraordinary face twitched slightly, I wanted to laugh but I didn't have the nerve to really laugh; and there was already someone sitting on my left, so An Pingzhen had to sit on the other side of the well. He looked at me with that helpless look, trying to hold back his anger, as if saying that if it wasn't for me, he would have lost his temper and there was no need to hold back.

When my face became hot, I looked away, only to realize that the person next to me was Wu Cheng, his eyes were still fixed on An Pingzhen who was opposite him, his big eyes were full of surprise, resentment, and mixed with something I didn't understand .

"Wu Shaoxia... No, it should be the leader of Wu League. His complexion is a little bad, but there are too many things in the past few days, and he is tired? You should pay more attention." I asked politely and smiled naturally, but in exchange for the other party A resentful look.

"What leader? Why won't Xiao Tuoyin call me by my name?"

"This..." Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the people at the same table watching the show, with a puzzled face, "Then, call you Ah Cheng?" I wanted to say 'Xiao Cheng', but in reality, he should be a little older than me Bar?

Originally resentful eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly: "Yes."

The innocent appearance that day really made me lost for a moment.What kind of person is this person?In the face of major events, he can instantly transform into a reliable and sharp character, but every time in front of me, he is so innocent that I always treat him as a younger brother than me.

Alas... Sigh silently, people should not be judged by their appearance.

At the same table is the surnamed Han from the Ghost Palace. I looked at the supposedly hostile White Feather Palace lord, An Pingzhen, with a pale face. I put it in the bowl, regardless of my reluctance, or other people's stares, it seems that I didn't pay attention to Han Langxiao.

"This..." Before he finished speaking, there was another piece of meat in the bowl, which was caught by Wu Cheng beside him, and he could still see the corner of his concerned eyes hostile to the indifferent An Pingzhen.

"...Thank you." I spoke again helplessly, with the illusion that trouble was imminent.

Sure enough, a meal was basically spent in the smoke of gunpowder staring at each other. I have no appetite. I can't get up the energy for the few pieces of meat in the bowl. A bowl of fragrant ... seems to be millet porridge.

I raised my head strangely, and I met Han Langxiao who had been silent on the opposite side. Seeing me looking up at him, he smiled at me, "I think you have no appetite. This is Ximeru's mercury rice. Just now I deliberately Ask the food delivery person to prepare more, try it, it will not be greasy, and it is delicious, and it is also good for your body."

After a slight pause, I looked at the bowl in front of me again, remembering that this person knew about my pregnancy, the original hostility towards him was reduced a lot, and I also felt grateful.

At this time, everyone was staring at me, I lowered my head slightly, took a sip and put it into my mouth, it was sweet and smooth but not greasy, with a wonderful fragrance.

I smiled, "Well, it's really delicious, thank you." I thanked him, but he just smiled nonchalantly, "I'm just explaining, it's because the cook of Ouyangbao is so good."

When I mentioned this, I just remembered, looked at the delicious food around me, and didn't intervene in our grown-ups' speech at all, "Xiaojing, where is your father?" Wasn't he the one who asked me to have dinner?

Liu Jing's mouth was stuffed with food, and it was bulging, and his face, which was originally carved in pink and jade, was even more lovely, which made me almost want to pinch it.

After finally swallowing, "Dad, Daddy is busy..."

He was worried about his food, but he couldn't answer clearly, Wu Cheng beside him answered instead of Liu Jing, "Master Ouyang Castle also said the same thing, but before you came, someone came to report some matters in the front yard, and he went to deal with it."

Blinking, "What about you? Are you done?" He is the master of martial arts now. Although everyone is in Ouyangbao, he should be the one talking about it, right?His responsibility is no less than that of Ouyang Mo.

Mistaking my words out of concern, Wu Cheng had a happy smile on his fair face, and his big eyes flickered, "Don't worry, Xiaotuo, I've taken care of everything."

He looked at him with some disbelief, and thought, "It's probably all his brothers who dealt with it."

Anping is really not a talkative person. Although he can see that he still looks unhappy at the moment, he didn't make a bad sound, but just ate it in a muffled voice; but Meng Qingsi and Han Langxiao didn't give a word As soon as it fell, someone spoke first:

"The leader is really very happy. Such a big event has happened, and he still has the leisure to come here to please others." The person who said this was smiling, but even I could hear the bitterness in the words.

Wu Cheng didn't change his face, and he said leisurely: "It's natural."

"..." I fell silent, and continued to eat my own food with my head bowed.

"The leader is really young and promising. It's really amazing to win the position of the overlord of the martial arts at a young age." Meng Qing also interjected with a smile, not knowing how sincere his words were.

"It's all about your humility." Wu Cheng replied fluently, easily resolving the stiff embarrassment.

Lowering my head, I ate the porridge in the bowl bit by bit, not wanting to be involved in the topic at all, but things didn't work out, I don't know who pushed the atmosphere to an extremely embarrassing situation:

"It's just that, as the majestic leader of the martial arts world, he chases after famous and handsome teenagers all day long, and even openly says he likes it. Could it be that... the leader is just a man with a broken sleeve?"