"All of them are pregnant, why are they still so reckless?"

The man's voice was low and gentle, holding her wrist with his left hand and putting his right hand on her waist. Because she was pregnant, such a rough man treated her with gentle and cautious movements. His palms were wide and warm and reassuring.

Even though Su Wanrong was so calm that she acted in front of Su Shiwen just now, she was a daughter's family and was pregnant for the first time. How could she not be afraid at all?

She had been in great trouble in both lives. In the last life, she went there in an unknown way, but fortunately, she was alone in Cumin.

But in this life, I finally got pregnant with my own offspring and thought I was favored by God. There are so many people who don’t like her, and I want to harm her.

She just hoped to give birth to the most peaceful and peaceful life in her belly, and then live the most ordinary life peacefully. However, those who have bad intentions are hard to guard against whenever they are at a glance. Even if she hides, she is afraid she will not be able to hide.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yinmang frowned and called her in a low voice: "Wanwan?"

She still didn't say anything, but suddenly threw herself into his arms. Her slender fingers held the robe on his back, and her soft body sank in his arms, trembling gently.

Yinmang lowered his head in surprise, but he noticed that a warm feeling in his chest was gradually wet. He suffocated his breath and his whole body suddenly seemed to be stiff.

"Wanwan?"

He called the two words carefully. He kept a slightly bent position and did not dare to move around for a moment.

She cried, crying silently. Yinmang only felt that the place where his chest was soaked in softened and soaked by her tears.

"It's great, aren't you going up the mountain to seek talismans? Every girl's family can cry if she says she's crying."

The thick palm walked along the top of her head and gently stroked her soft and black hair. He murmured in a low voice, his right hand firmly protecting her waist.

"But the runes I just asked for are not good? At worst, I will take you to another temple to ask for this good one. No matter how bad we don't come next time, there is nothing to believe in this Buddhism..."

There was nothing wrong with the runes given to her by Master Xianyin. She was just worried that she would not be able to survive the disaster, worried that she would not be able to protect her child and give birth to her child smoothly.

She still didn't make a sound, but her slender shoulders shook even harder. It seemed that his comfort was useless at all, and even had a counterproductive effect.

In fact, it was originally the same. He was not a person who could comfort his daughter's family. He had no choice but to stand there motionlessly and stare at her and cry. He couldn't see it, so he carefully said softly.

From the perspective of Eunuch Li, Madam Zhou and others, I saw the cold and majestic emperor in the past, bent down and stood there at a loss. His right hand clumsyly patted the queen's back, and from time to time he whispered a few words, unable to hear the specific content, but according to his expression, his voice must be extremely gentle.

By the time he returned to the carriage, Su Wanrong had already recovered a lot.

Perhaps the pregnant woman's emotions are always fluctuating. Thinking about it now, I was a little impulsive just now, and I was still in the temple. In front of so many pilgrims, I lie in the arms of men and cried without hesitation. When Su Wanrong came to her senses, she felt a little embarrassed.

Now he leaned into the man's arms and sobbed in a while.

"I just cried in front of the hall, and you don't know how to stop me. The quiet place of the Buddhist temple was seen, what do you think?"

The little woman twitched from time to time, and her round and small nose was crying red. Now her head was buried in his arms, choking and complaining to him in a low voice.

Yinmang remembered the little woman who cried so pitifully, and felt angry and pity.

At that moment, I reached out to touch her slick face and laughed hoarsely, "You just cried like that. If I move a little, you will not accept it. How dare you stop you from crying?"

Although that's what he said, he should have stopped him, so how could he let her cry? When she raised her head just now, many people were watching outside. Thinking about it, he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it.

The little woman bit her lip, and her little white face gradually turned red. I don’t know if she was shy or angry.

Yinmang was reluctant to let go when he saw it. His rough fingertips rubbed the tears at the corner of her eyes, and said softly:

"Okay, okay, don't think so much. I'm here, how dare they think of you? I want their heads. At worst, we won't go there anymore. Which monk or monk do you want to meet, I will send someone to invite you into the palace."

He was very domineering in his words, but this domineeringness was not offensive. Su Wanrong's lips curled up and she snorted: "Even if you are the emperor, it is not good to abuse your power like this. He is a great monk, so how could he be taken to the palace by you so casually."

Later, they sat in the carriage and chatted randomly, and somehow they talked about Su Shiwen.

It would be better if Su Wanrong didn't mention it. When she heard that she had just met this person in the back mountain, Yinmang's eyebrows furrowed.

"Oh, she's not doing this reclining Buddha Temple."

Su Wanrong laughed and said softly: "The Reclining Buddha Temple is so big that anyone with devout can visit the mountain. She is also pregnant, so I think she is also going to the temple to pray for blessings."

Because of the farces some time ago, Yinmang was quite disgusted with Su Wanrong's family.

After hearing this, I said unhappily:

"If I had known that she was here, you wouldn't have come over no matter what you said. You just cried like that, but it was related to meeting this person?"

To be honest, it is indeed a bit serious. When this man said this, he looked full of hostility in his words, as if he could immediately send someone to arrest Su Shiwen whenever she responded.

In fact, since the bottle of Su Shiwen's medicine was found to be unclean, Su Shiwen has never been able to keep it.

The reason why I have not opened this window paper for a long time is that there is a mystery in my heart that has not been solved.

Su Wanrong suspected that Su Shiwen was related to the cause of her death in her previous life. If this was the case, even Xue Yanzhi didn't know the murderer behind the scenes, perhaps only Su Shiwen knew.

Then he leaned into the man's arms, shook his head and said, "After all, I am the queen, and what can she do to me? I'm probably just pregnant, and I'm in a bad mood just now, and I'm not that good at first."
Chapter completed!