cute husband is happy

"Pregnant fruit, what is it?"

"Things that can help you give birth."

"Ning, husband, be good, don't be in a hurry, don't be sad, there is no little orc, and I am the same, always by your side. Ning, I like you."

"Ning, on that day, you will give us a baby, okay?"

Memories flooded into his mind, and Ning Miao silently opened the brocade box. On the soft silk lining, there was a light purple translucent round fruit, the size of a longan.

Wumeng saw that the mood of the witch gods of the small clan did not fluctuate much, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said as if he had nothing to say: "This time I went to the upper city, and His Majesty summoned all the naturalized races in person, but we received the most rewards in Fengsha City, and His Majesty is alone. Dongqing and I were summoned to share the bloodline of the Lingyan branch. His Majesty asked me what I wanted. I remembered that Baiyi asked me to help inquire about Yunguo, so I mentioned it. Unexpectedly, the next day, the palace sent Someone sent one."

"I'm very sad about Baiyi, Xiao Miao. If you have any difficulties in Chiyue City in the future, just open your mouth." Wu Meng stretched out his hand to touch the head of the little clan witch, but when Ning Miao raised his eyes, they popped out. The nearby aura froze in mid-air, "The gambling game is quite noisy outside right now, so be careful."

Ning Miao closed the brocade box, and his eyes returned to indifference and gentleness, "Thank you, Brother Meng, I will definitely come to you if I have something to do, I will not be polite. As for the gambling, Chiyue City's financial resources are obvious, but it is Fengsha City, where the trees attract wind, I am afraid It smells like a lot of wild dogs, Brother Meng, tell your city lord for me, and congratulate him on getting what he wanted."

Wu Meng nodded solemnly, "Let's go, Xiao Miao, we will meet later."

Ning Miao picked up the chrysanthemum tea beside the table and took a sip, "Best trip."

After sending Wumeng away, Venerable Shuijing erased the teleportation pattern and flashed back to Ning Miao's room. The little clan witch was in a daze, rubbing the square brocade box repeatedly with one hand.

Shui Jing is too familiar with such scenes and expressions. Mo'er lost Qing Miao in the past, and when he was alone, he would often caress the old things, neither cry nor laugh, his body is still there, but his soul is gone.

"Xiao Ning." Shui Jing said softly, "The pregnant fruit is considered a rare thing in the sky. Your Majesty probably thinks that Wumeng is seeking for Mo'er. It is not easy for females to conceive, but if you take the pregnant fruit before intercourse, [-]% Females can conceive."

Venerable Shui Jing condescended to be a guest lecturer on pregnancy and fruit knowledge, probably because he didn't want to feel sad, Ning Miao put away the brocade box, and wanted to smile, but in the end he didn't make any expression, but followed Shui Jing's kindness, slightly He raised his voice, "The pregnant fruit, since it is a fruit, should grow on a tree. Planting more trees, wouldn't it solve the problem of orc fertility?"

Shui Jing explained with a smile, "The mother-child tree will wither and die immediately after leaving the Phoenix Temple. The Phoenix Temple bestows less than a hundred of them every year, and His Majesty is also very frugal."

Ning Miao did not continue to ask Alphabet Tree, but changed the subject casually and suddenly, "Your Honor, is it really you who bet on Chiyue City?"

Shui Jing choked for a moment, and the old monster who had become a spirit actually showed a strange look in front of the junior, and smiled wryly, "The old man played around and bet 200 million on Chiyue to win, and made a little bit of money."

Ning Miao believed it, and couldn't help but wonder which man won the grand prize and pocketed one-tenth of the wealth of the entire Northland.

"Lord Ning, Uncle He is ready, should we go now?" The beetle's voice came from outside the door.

Ning Miao withdrew her thoughts of envy and hatred, and replied, "Go now."

After finishing putting away the messy desktop, Xiaozu Wu took the initiative to ask Venerable Shui Jing for advice, "Do you want to come together?"

Shui Jing flatly refused, "The old man will not go."

Ning Miao knew that Shui Jing would not go, and it was just a symbolic question. After tidying up her clothes, Ning Miao opened the door and said in a deep voice, "Beetle, let's go."

More than 500 clan names were added to the Hero Monument. Ning Miao looked up at the top two names... Bai Bing, Bai Yi, feeling a slight pain in her chest.

Leading the tribe to sacrifice to the heroic spirit step by step, Ning Miao remained calm and calm. After reading the long sacrifice, Ning Miao took out the bamboo flute and played farewell.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road

Green Grass and Green Sky

I ask you when will you return?

don't linger when you come

Ah Yi, Brother Bing, we will never see each other again in this life, we will go to Qiongbi and fall to Huangquan, but we can’t find them on the bridge, we will continue our relationship in the next life.

After the sacrifice, Huhe was worried, and walked home with Ning Miao.

"A Miao, the war slaves consume a lot every day, how do you think about how to deal with them?" Huhe was a little embarrassed, the five hundred beast slaves were used to eating water melons, and it was easy to feed them, but the war slaves left by the Uno city army were all males. Soldiers, Chiyue City manages food, drink, and housing, and has to arrange people to watch around the clock, so it is a proper loss-making business.

Once the snowy moon is over, Ning Miao plans to open up wasteland and needs manpower urgently. This group of war slaves just come in handy, and now they can only support them.

But it is really necessary to think of a way to let the war slaves stay with peace of mind, or at least to divide them, so as not to become a hidden danger of civil strife in Chiyue City.

Cao Cao was suspicious by nature, but he believed in one thing, and he was able to recruit many good advisers and generals. Ning Miao decided to follow suit, and he did not doubt the employment of people, and did not use the suspects.

"Uncle He, divide the war slaves into small teams, organize them into the wing army, and disperse them into dormitories."

"This, if they have evil intentions, it will be very disadvantageous to us."

"The war slaves are the abandoned sons of the city. They know this well." Ning Miao said slowly, "Let the Baihuo send people to control them first, and announce our attitude and practices."

Hu He didn't understand, "A Miao, what should I do?"

"Let the war slaves train and work with the Yi Army. Tiger Spirit will register them according to their slave status, and open the point system to them. Those who reach [-] points first will get rid of their slave status and become free people."

"Get rid of slavery?"

"Yes, free people, you can choose to stay and join us after the test of the Yiyan Clan, or you can leave Chiyue City, the sky is high and the earth is far away, let you come and go, Chiyue City will never interfere."

Ning Miao thought for a while and added, "Of course, some people are stubborn, and it's easy to pick a few. Didn't Cige send a lot of Duansheng soup, pour a bowl, and keep it honestly."

"Okay, just do what A Miao said." Hu He slapped his head, turned around and beckoned the clan witch guards to come closer, and said angrily, "I'm old and old, look at my memory, I promised Xiao Liuxue to make it for him Sweet soup, I'm going to get some honey, and the beetle, Ah Miao gave it to you."

"Don't worry, Uncle He, we promise to escort Lord Ning home safely!" The beetle stood at attention and saluted, swearing.

Ning Miao said unhappily, "I can still wrestle on flat ground."

The beetle was not good at words, and respected the clan witch extremely, hid in his stomach the words that you are easy to fall when you walk in a daze, Mr. Ning, and smiled shyly while touching the back of his head.

And it's good that Mr. Ning is angry, he seems to have a little vitality.

The dinner was made of beetles, and Ning Miao had no appetite for anything. He barely swallowed a few pieces of barbecue and drank a bowl of soup. Psychologically, he no longer wanted to eat, but his mind was very clear that his body needed it.

After washing, Ning Miao lay on the Yuanshi bed as usual, turning the three interspatial rings between her fingers over and over again.

One lap, two laps, three laps... Counting until the heartache, the pain is numb, you can close your eyes and go to sleep.

The male orcs of the March star lose their mates, usually in grief, and many choose to die in love, but the females are different, like Via, they will find new mates to relieve the pain.

But Ning Miao knew that he would not choose anyone else.