Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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"There is nothing to do now." Mo Wenchen shook his head: "If the child is born, it will have a great impact."

"I know that, too." Su Qiqi looked embarrassed and sighed: "You can get her another soul."

"But no one can manipulate the soul beads." Mo Wenchen shrugged his shoulders and patted Su Qiqi's shoulders lightly: "All this is fate, and the child is doomed to come to this world."

"Yeah." Su Qiqi could not do anything, and leaned all his strength on Mo Wenchen's body, burying his small face in his arms: "Forget it, don't want to, sleep."

"Or ..." Mo Wenchen sat upright with his body sharply: "The bead in Lei Yufeng's hand ..."

"Yeah, why did I forget that baby." Su Qiqi also sat up straight, playing with Mo Wenchen's shirt, rolled his eyes, "Hurry up, pass a book to Lei Yufeng Flying Pigeon and tell him Hua Chi is going back to Leijiapu. "

"OK." Mo Wenchen nodded.

"Lei Yufeng is also a wise man, as long as he tells Hua Chi to return to Leijiapu, he will understand everything." Su Qiqi continued, his little fingers around Mo Wenchen's long hair, around and around. In his own long hair, and then tangled into a mess.

Still frowning in pain.

"You solve it yourself." Mo Wenchen rubbed her wrinkled face: "I'm going to sleep first."

"Don't do this." Su Qiqi's hand kneading motion is even greater: "We are married couples, you can't ignore it."

"Isn't this a hair extension!" Mo Wenchen nodded the tip of Su Qiqi: "In fact, this is your intention."

After raising her eyebrows, Su Qiqi finally smiled and opened her flower: "It turns out that you are also smart."

Then he looked contented and looked down at the messy long hair.

The sky was bright, and Mo Wenchen woke up, watching Su Qiqi's hand still holding the two long strands of hair, and there was a touch of softness under his eyes, and he did not consciously bring a smile on his face.

Gently pulled out her long hair from her hand, Mo Wenchen put a kiss on her forehead like every day, then turned to leave.

The happiest time of his day was watching Su Qiqi.

"Bai Jin couldn't get out of Wanjia, it should be Shengge and Wanjia." As soon as it was bright, someone came to report that he saw Shengge in the city, and there was a woman behind him.

At this moment Mo Wenchen squinted his eyes and said softly.

"Why do you think so?" Hua Chi held his fan in one hand and raised his eyebrows at Mo Wenchen.

This young emperor, from the time of his fight, has always been in the wind and has never defeated him.

However, now he does not want to fight anymore, he would rather stay beside Su Qiqi, no matter what his identity is, he is also a master.

"A few days ago, thousands of purples just came to the Blue House. Do you think Yufeng will not add anything to the vinegar?" Mo Wenchen smiled helplessly. In fact, Lei Yufeng was really evil, this guy can do everything. come out.

You have no way to blame him.

"That's the way it is." Hua Chi looked suddenly unaware. Indeed, if Lei Yufeng wanted to give a person eyedrops, there were really too many ways.

He also understood why Mo Wenchen was still as stable as Mount Tai.

"However, Sheng Ge's laughter will have an impact on Qiqi's body. It is better to stop him before he can act." Hua Chi said with a worried expression afterwards.

"Seven Qiqi has the coke tail in his hand, so he won't fall away." Mo Wenchen didn't care, he believed that Su Qiqi could do it.

As an emperor, he could not protect him at all times.

This is also a reality that cannot be resolved.

"Well, I'll let Qiao Shan and Feng Zhantian guard beside her." Hua Chi saw Mo Wenchen's face remained the same and he didn't care. If he said anything more, he would cause resentment.

Therefore, this topic will not continue.

"By the way, after Qiqi said, you're going back to Leijiabao." Mo Wenchen also changed the topic and looked up at Hua Chi.

The two of them are similar in style, and the style is the dragon among people. However, Hua Chi seems to be too careful, so that he will not be able to control the world.

And only pretended to be small things.

"Yes." Hua Chi hesitated. "That child can't stay."

"Not necessarily." Mo Wenchen sighed, "I can understand your mood. I want you to be like this for the seventh and seventh days, and I feel bad about it."

"If it were you, I wouldn't do this." Hua Chi smiled.

Although the words are very light, the sound is not over-excited.

It was stingy.

"Of course I know." Mo Wenchen didn't care, he was not a stingy man: "However, I advise you to think again."

"Since I arrived in Liuxian Island, I have been thinking about it. If I was hurt by this child for seven or seven, Yuyao and I would both regret it forever, child ... we can have it again." Hua Chi said that he paused in the end.

Then there are opinions about the thunderstorm rumor, it is also three years of husband and wife, a couple of days a day, Hua Chi is not a ruthless person.

He still cares about the idea of ​​thunderstorm rumors.

It's just that this kid really shouldn't come.

Even if he doesn't do it now, in the future, the child will become the subordinate of Mozun, Su Qiqi will do it.

Long pain is worse than short pain.

Now you can do it cleanly.

The words were light, but it hurt.

Mo Wenchen's face turned out: "Lord Huabao, thank you for everything you have done for Qiqi. You can rest assured, that child, we will find a way."

"You have a way?" Hua Chi's eyes still flashed a light, before he could not help but he didn't want to kill his own child by himself.

"I have sent someone a letter to Yufeng, and he will go to Leijiabao half a month later, which is exactly the day when Mrs. Hua was producing." Mo Wenchen actually counted it all out.

"What's the use of him going back." Hua Chi shook his head: "He will only add chaos when he returns."

If Lei Yufeng knew that he would not want this child, he would be desperate for himself.

You must know that Lei Yufeng is the only sister and a relative of Lei Yuyao in this world.

"He has a family heirloom." Mo Wenchen said in a low voice. "I want to take it out for that child."

"Really?" Hua Chi was too gentleman to overhear the conversation between Lei Yufeng and Wan Qianzi.

"Why lie to you." Mo Wenchen knew that the matter was finalized. As long as there was a way, Hua Chi would still choose to leave their children.

This is human nature.

Hua Chi didn't answer, didn't look at Mo Wenchen, but lowered his head, just looked at the jade bone fan in his hand, and looked dull.

And Mo Wenchen patted the bill on his hand: "I heard that you want to collect seventy-seven as an apprentice? Will a ceremony be held?"

This is the bill just handed over by the blue housekeeper. You should know that this time, the ceremony of worshipping Su Qiqi and Hua Chi was quite extravagant and wasteful.

Even more luxurious than his wedding to Su Qiqi.

"Yeah, Qiqi should tell you now." Hua Chi calmed down after this, nodded his head, and denied it.

"Tell me." Mo Wenchen's eyes flashed. "Just use the whole Liuxian Island as a medium, and the pen is bigger."

"Let people all over the world know that Qiqi is my apprentice to Hua Chi. Isn't this bad?" Hua Chi knew that Mo Wenchen was willing, so his tone was a little unpleasant.

Isn't this too good to sell?

"It's not bad either. I just hope that after seventy-seven has learned Dementia, don't take me as an experiment." Mo Wenchen was not annoyed, he said in a good mood.

"I don't dare to guarantee this." Hua Chi's complexion was as warm as jade, and the jade bone fan in his hand was shaking gently, but the words he said were not so nice and even more suspicious.

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Wenchen didn't raise the bar anymore, but just patted the bill: "You go and let the housekeeper prepare everything."

"Okay." Hua Chi said very lightly.

I raised my hand and took the bill.

In fact, he felt that the bill was a lot of money, and he hoped that the ceremony could be slower and later.

Because once Su Qiqi becomes his apprentice, no matter how the world changes, Su Qiqi will always be his Huachi apprentice.

The fact that it can't be changed in a lifetime. . . . . . .