Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Meng Yuqi and Sheng Jiayan glanced at each other, and Sheng Jiayan's face fell down without changing color. Meng 萋萋 understood, gently raised the voice: "Ai Fei intelligent, I am very relieved. This contest, the queen lost to you, according to the promise of the Spring Festival banquet I promised, I will leave it to you."

Shu Fei was delighted, and the smile she raised suppressed her pride. She glanced at the queen: "Your Majesty."

After she thanked her, she didn't feel enough. Is it easy to be proud in front of the emperor, will she not take the opportunity?

"Sister Queen," Shu Fei smiled and moved forward two steps, looking at the expressionless Sheng Jiayan: "You have always been smart, this time deliberately gave this opportunity to the concubine, concubine also thank you for this face. "

Sheng Jiayan said lightly: "You don't have to be pretentious, you should."

Not only is the queen not angry, but also praised her? Shu Fei's next words were all stuck in her throat, neither, nor neither. She looked up at the queen, who was calm, as if complimenting her sincerely.

Shu Fei looked at the queen and then the emperor sitting next to him.

strange……

Why did she think that the emperor was stupid, and the queen was the one who really made the decision?

Holding the reward given by Meng Eqi, Shu Fei turned and left to prepare for the banquet a few days later.

After she left, Meng Eqin retired from the palace, sitting on a dragon chair and biting her chin deeply: "Why wouldn't there be this person, wouldn't Minnie deceive me? Impossible, Green was punished by Meng Yong When you came to Guanchunyuan, how dare Min Min dare to mess around?"

Sheng Jiayan took a bite of bitter tea, and when she put down the teacup, he slowly said: "Maybe we made a mistake at the beginning, there is no green person at all."

Meng Wanqi looked at him in confusion, and then suddenly realized: "You may not call this name at all?"

Sheng Jiayan suddenly had a smile in his eyes, such as the warm sun breaking through the glacier and dizzy sunlight to cover Meng Qiqi's head, he said: "After pregnancy, you always become smarter."

Meng Haoqi started to nod and then nodded, then reacted and couldn't help but stared at it. Sheng Jiayan looked back and raised his eyebrows: "Are you dissatisfied with your expression?"

Meng Wanqi pouted: "If you don't accept it, am I not smart before I get pregnant?"

"Smart." Sheng Jiayan smiled with a smile: "I will take you to Meizilin on the outskirts of the town. The plums here in Guanchunyuan are well-known. You should like it."

Meng Hao nodded and asked seriously, "What are we going to investigate when we go to Meizilin?"

Sheng Jiayan glanced sideways: "Just taking you to taste plums."

"It's that simple?"

He nodded: "Otherwise what else?"

"You just took me to enjoy the scenery...I'm a little unused..."

Sheng Jiayan calmly said: "You can get used to it now, and it will be the same when you return to the prefecture in the future. Don't you want to go to the Dragon Palace to play? After you return, you will have children, and I will take you."

Meng luxe jumped up happily: "Really?" Then she thought of another thing: "This is not good without you... this is not good."

"Isn't there a son?"

His tone was bland and natural, and Meng Yingqi stared at him staringly: "So when the child was like that, did you plan to enslave him?"

Sheng Jiayan laughed: "What is enslavement, he is destined to command thousands of Yin soldiers in the future, this is his born mission."

Meng Wanqi didn't know why, a baby girl was drooling in his head and was still pressed against the table, and he was handed in black and white to let him review it. All the followers tweeted in the hall. And her poor son, even the pen needs two hands to hold, the judge pointed to Jiangshan spit flying.

Thinking of this, Meng Eqi gave a cold sweat to her unborn child. Then I looked at Sheng Jiayan's indifferent face and couldn't help complaining: "Ayan, are you so ruthless as a father!"

Sheng Jiayan was looking at the scroll, and when he heard this sentence, he lifted his eyes leisurely: "First of all, I am your husband, and second is their father. If you love your child, then we will wait for them to grow up before going out. play."

"No, no, no." For his own happiness, Meng Eqin decided to sacrifice his son: "They will do it."

Meng Wanqi touched his belly and said, "But what if I am pregnant with two girls?"

Sheng Jiayan pressed her fingertips on the pages of the book and thought carefully: "Female Yan Luo is not impossible."

"Then I have to go to the Dragon Palace first, then follow the East China Sea to Bu Zhou Mountain to see the unicorn, and then go west to see the fairy woven clouds."

Sheng Jiayan smiled and agreed.

Meng Haoqi sat in a quiet position for a moment, and suddenly asked silently, "A Yan, can we really live a good life after we have finished this life? I used to have a very happy life in the prefecture. It's time for my followers to show off their power. I miss them a little bit..."

Sheng Jiayan took Meng Haoqi in his arms and calmly whispered: "As long as you want peace, I will give you peace. We will be able to go back to see them soon."

Somehow Meng Haoqi, the restlessness in his heart grew stronger. She had to bury her head in Sheng Jiayan's arms, controlling herself not to think about something bad.

In places where she couldn't see, Sheng Jiayan's two-finger pinch tactics, and his eyes deepened, comforting Meng Eqi's hair. The two of them haven't spoken for a long time, so companionship with each other quietly seems to have been the most touching time in the world.

Although the two had their own concerns, the misty white smoke from the Jiuding Purple Furnace, which was set on the side table, wrapped the two.

In this vast red world, each other is the only one leaning on each other.

...

In the evening, a violent wind blew up, and the evening glow at dusk should have been replaced by a dark yellow. The wind blew the flowers and sand across the air, and Meng Eqi hid in the house to eat grapes and read the storybook.

Sheng Jiayan stood at the window for a long time as if he had something to worry about.

"Ayan, what are you looking at!"

Sheng Jiayan turned his back to his face: "It's okay, let's see when it rains."

However, he closed the window and blocked the wind and rain from the window.

That night, Meng Haoqi had a very strange dream.

She returned to the barrenness. At that time, the barren hole broke a big hole, the galaxy on the back poured into the barrenness, along with countless fires and thunderlights, countless barbaric creatures were devoured by fire, despite this, the barbaric creatures were still scrambling up. Gap away, this is their only chance to get out of the wild.

Rao was smashed by lightning as soon as he approached the gap, and wild creatures still rushed towards it.

In the dream, Meng Eqi saw that the black dragon was surrounded by everyone, standing at the highest point of the Purple Pole Palace, frowning frowning at the hole on the top. And the one who has been **** next to him has collapsed, it is...

The phoenix.

"Did you see it?" There was a voice coming from somewhere in the void.

Meng luxe looked around alertly, but couldn't find the figure of the man.

She sneered: "Do you always like to hide in a dark place like a gutsless mouse? I dare to make trouble in the dark, but I have no courage to come out."

The man smiled, but was not annoyed: "I'm just a person who wants to help you evoke memories. It doesn't matter who I am."

"memory?"

"Gods think they are in control, everything in the world is in their control. They are high above them, cold compassion, the so-called benevolence of the world, but empty talk. Otherwise, how can you take away your memory because of your own desires, so that you are right Forget about the past?"

Meng Xuqi didn't say anything, just sneered.

"The black dragon standing not far away is the barbarian leader. He is psychic and has the blood of ancient gods. But how ridiculous, he is trapped in this bitter cold place differently, trying his best to go out. His spiritual power can only be broken, but he can't stop this constant fire. This disaster that the wilderness experienced was also given by him. You see, he is not planning to take his beloved to plug the wilderness gap? "

Looking at his voice, Grandpa Xuanwu had already picked up the Phoenix, and the black dragon's eyes were gloomy, and no one was allowed to move. The two seemed to have a dispute, and Phoenix was still unconscious.

The voice in the void was confusing: "The Black Dragon had a long-term intention. The reason why he stayed with Phoenix was because Phoenix had his counterscale and he had a strong spiritual power that could be sealed. His purpose was to break the barrenness. The enchantment of his took his army away from the wilderness, and then sealed the wilderness. Phoenix took his counter-scale and happened to be the seal."

Meng Eqi didn't answer the call, something stirred in his mind, causing a burst of dizziness.

The man suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Have you ever thought about it? If you really lost a memory, why did he want you to forget?"

...

When Meng Eqi awakened, his eyes were dark.

It's still not bright...

The sound of thunder outside was mixed with the sound of the rain washing the eaves. She was lying on the bed quietly, and she was upset because of the things in her dream.

Meng Hao habitually reached out and touched the place nearby, but only touched the cold quilt.

Sheng Jiayan is not here? !

Meng Wanqi sat up violently, looked at the house with the light outside, and Sheng Jiayan was indeed not here...

Where did he go?

Just as Meng Haoqi was about to stay and seek him, Sheng Jiayan pushed the door in from the outside. Meng Haoqi watched him change his soaked clothes and drank a hot tea at the table before slowly approaching the bed.

"Where have you been?" she asked.

Sheng Jiayan didn't expect that she was awake, she paused for a while, and then said in a flat tone: "Go and check the carriage for Ming travel."

"This kind of thing can not be done by Gong people, and will there be assassins in Guanchun Garden?"

Sheng Jiayan lay back on the couch and circled Meng Haqi in his arms: "Just in case."

Meng Wanqi smelled that he still had a rainy breath, and guessed that Sheng Jiayan must have gone out for a long time.