Princess hard to chase: demon husband, don't be reckless!

Chapter 314

Helian Yunlu gave a slight tut.

"I misunderstood you, uncle."

Qian Li was really frightened just now. Now he looks serious and feels relieved.

He thought he had done something else wrong.

Pretending to be, he coughed. He grabbed Qiao Xin's hand, put his finger on the back of her hand and squeezed it gently

"Suili is a smart child. Ya'er and hui'er like him. Everything else about this little guy is good, that is, the head melon seeds."

Pointing to naoren, Qian Liyou sighed, "it's just that this little head melon seed is too smart to be there at this age. I followed his way carelessly. Lu'er, you should guide him a lot. He was born intelligent. If he was used in a place, he must be a dragon and Phoenix among people in the future. He must be a great person. "

That makes sense.

He lianyunlu gave a ha Che, and his misty eyes were a little sleepy: "my second uncle is worried. I hope he can be a rice bug. Li'er is weak. I don't want him to bear too much pressure and responsibility since childhood. Even if he is an indecent figure. Ah Xi and I can afford him, and he can afford to lose. "

She and ah Xi have more than one son.

Although there is a throne to inherit in the family, it may be the last thing to push up.

Why should software leave her behind?

"Be a rice bug?" Qianli was speechless.

"It's getting late. My second uncle and second aunt have an early rest."

She hooked her lips and took a step back to go.

Qianli still wanted to talk, but Qiao Xin held her hand. She shook her head and Qianli stopped talking.

"The princess and her son-in-law walk slowly. Tomorrow's big wedding festival is heavy. They have to get up when the chickens crow. If they go to bed late, they will be too much for their body."

"Well, I know."

After looking at the hourglass in the room, she didn't plan to stay. As soon as she turned around, Beiming tin followed.

The shadow of the moon was slanting, and the trees in the yard were hung with red silk ribbons, which were also hung with fragrant rice, red dates and copper coins wrapped in red paper.

She stood under the tree, gently pinched the red paper, opened a corner, and full grains of spiced rice fell in the palm of her hand.

"Ya'er and hui'er are two daughters born to Uncle Qianli and aunt Qiao Xin. Ya'er is three years old and hui'er is one year old. There is another daughter in my second uncle's family, who was born after calculation. It's called Xinger, and Xinger's name is Qianxin. "

"Qian Xin's mother has a bad mind. She had a holiday with me earlier. I think she was the biological mother of her brother-in-law's eldest daughter. But she was expelled from Phoenix by Uncle Qianli because she had calculated aunt Qiaoxin. "

"Uncle Qianli sang flute songs on the eve of the early spring festival, and there were countless women. But he never let no three no four women leave his children. Qianxin's birth was an accident. Uncle Qianli wanted to abandon his daughter. Finally, she abandoned and failed, because Aunt Qiao Xin was soft hearted and brought the little girl to raise. Uncle Qianli was so worn that he had no way to let go and brought Qianxin to her, so now he has three daughters. "

"Actually, I admire Qiao Xin. If it were me, I wouldn't raise children for my rival, and I wouldn't love that man again. "

Beiming tin felt that his nerve was stabbed. It was clearly the romantic thing Qianli did at the beginning. How did he feel that Lu Bao almost marked all men with romantic marks?

He touched her head.

"Not all men are cruel. In this life, I will only have you a woman, no one else.

"We have software to leave, and we will have two babies in your stomach next year. If you like, we can have other children in the future, but you know, the only person I love most will be you. "

"Because it's your baby, that's why I cherish it. Lu'er, actually, I don't like children, but I like the children you gave me. Everyone likes it. "

She breathed gently, but she didn't respond.

I don't know how much to hear.

In the evening, she drank a little wine and breathed a little wine fragrance. She was not drunk, but half squinted, like a sexy goblin, hooked him and didn't let go.

He looked down at her who suddenly nestled in his arms and hit hache, smiled, and his warm fingers crossed her soft cheek: "I heard you prepared a gift for qianya and Qianhui?"

"How do you know?" She opened her eyes vaguely, held his waist and abdomen in her hand, and muttered, "I do things quietly. I think what I do is very secret."

She not only prepared qianya and Qianhui gifts, but also prepared gifts for Qianxin.

Although she is not a child loved by her father, Qianxin is innocent after all. As a sister, of course, she can't favor one over the other.

Curious, she hooked his collar and asked softly, "how do you know? Tell me."

The hook's breath drilled into his lungs, like a Gu insect, slowly itching his flesh and blood in his blood. He couldn't help but gently hold her in his arms and put his fingers against her back.

"Because my baby always has a knife mouth and a tofu heart. You have a gentle heart. Although I want to keep your tenderness for me, you are so good... "

How could he bear to share his love with her.

She should be a sharp person. She likes the lively environment and stands high to guide the country.

She was born at the end of the starting line. She can poke her hand if she wants.

But she is rich but moral, mischievous but has a bottom line. She always says she is not a good person, but she always leaves a glimmer of life for others.

Unless the person who provoked her stepped on her bottom line, she would not easily kill others and trample on their dignity.

The closer you get to her, the more you love her.

When I met her, he was just a humble boy, even hiding his face.

But she looked at him with a gentle smile and a gentle tone.

Her cultivation is the most attractive thing in conversation, and her character is the most attractive to him.

It's hard to imagine that a princess who is the most noble in the jiuzhong palace and carries a charming and capricious name since childhood can have such a free and casual character.

He fell in love with her at first sight, maybe because of his voice, maybe because of his smile, maybe because that person was her.

Anyway, his heart was always cold like a glacier because she broke a corner.

Since then, it has melted for her over the years.

He wanted to be closer to her, but because she was closer to other men, he couldn't help being angry.

Smashing wine bottles, swimming in winter, planting dead trees.

Miss her.

Miss her.

When he thought of her, he would practice Zen, but practicing Zen... It's useless to practice a incense stick and a tea for half an hour, one hour and countless hours.

When the fragments of the wine bottle were cut, every drop of blood from his body was his faith in loving her.

Every time she swings her arms in the lake and ocean in winter, and every self abuse in the mountains and snow areas is to suppress no drop of hot blood in her body.

Every dead tree he planted was his belief that he wanted to revive her plants and Jedi.

His favorite girl.

He was eager to hear from her, but he was afraid that the news would have something to do with other men.

The letterhead with the man's name made him happy and angry in the early years. He was like a madman longing for her news, but like a devil. Fear could not suppress his jealousy.

Yeah, always jealous.

Want to protect, want to take care of, but why can't you do anything.

Everyone said he was born with a golden spoon, but who knows, he is the prince of a country, but because the matrilineal family is powerful, his father and emperor always treat him with a fearful but alienated attitude.

Because of guilt and despair of being hurt by his favorite man, his mother just hugged her young sister and longed to escape every day.

Every brother and sister in the palace approached him with a special purpose.

Even the close maids, guards and eunuchs always have cruel people and people who want to poison him.

Abuse, means, assassination, murder.

Including the massacre, it was just a calculation with ulterior motives.

He came in blood, received a cold reception, and never longed for the warmth of others.

Enter the Luocha hall, but it's a choice.

Since you don't want to be a prisoner, bet your life.

The Lord of the Luocha hall chooses the successor, but he is not a philanthropist. He knows when he sees his benefactor looking at him with the eyes that you can withstand pressure.

One temper is followed by another.

Fight with animals, fight with people, and compete with multiple heirs of Luocha temple, but bet on a supreme throne with life and death.

This bloodthirsty and murderous journey will meet her, which is his love disaster, but this disaster makes him afraid to let others know that he cares about her.

And he was also afraid that too much jealousy would evolve into a heart demon and hurt her when he was unable to completely restrain his crazy emotions.

He asked people to block all information about her dealings with others.

Every year, every month, every day, he just wanted to know if she was alive.

As long as she is still alive, he will have the courage and motivation to live.

Overcome everything and see her again.

My favorite girl.

You know.

For that look.

I shuttled through countless thorns and crossed countless fortresses built by blood and sweat.

Every step.

Every step of my ten years is to come towards you.

No hesitation, no accident.

As long as I'm alive.

I am alone.

I used to be autistic, I used to be speechless.

Because I saw people eating Chinese food, because I saw pregnant women being pierced with sharp knives, and I saw the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled being imprisoned like ants.

I saw the sharp knife stabbing into my chest from my heart.

I have experienced darkness, fell into the abyss, abandoned everything, abandoned myself.

Willing to be possessed.

I used to hate talking to others.

Willing to become the least popular supporting actor, who has been hated and despised by people and doesn't want to explain.

Just because none of them are you.

It's not worth saying one more word.

"Because it's you, I want to stick my eyes on you. You want to know everything you do."

"I used to feel that I was willing to talk to you."

"Lubao, don't move. Let me hug."