Chapter 3 03 How much is a man’s heart worth?

Author: Old cat fishing for sharks

Chapter 3 03 How much is a man’s heart worth?

A fool's words shocked both of them.

I really don’t know about this.

She glanced at the man wearing a jade mask. He was trembling with his thick long eyelashes and his gray-blue pupils were full of hostility.

The beautiful lady in the red dress who was heading to the tall man took a green onion and jade fingers to his shoulder. As she moved, her big sleeve robe slid down her shoulders, and the snow peak was streaked by the red cuckoo strait.

Seeing Yuan Wuyou's pupils trembled, her charm was revealed in her actions, which was very similar to the maid in the mansion back then. It seemed that Yuwen Huaibi liked this one.

Yuwen Huaibi did not look back, but just slapped her hand off with her sleeve and lowered her "tsk" and expressed her displeasure.

Wu Youyu said dissatisfiedly, "You don't let your shoulders touch? I'm the biological mother of your child!"

He suddenly turned his face and narrowed his sinister phoenix eyes.

It seems that both have to be silenced.

Suddenly, a smell of powder was smelled in his breath, and Yuwen Huaibi's internal organs churned. He quickly raised his sleeves to cover his face, but he didn't suppress his disgust.

A sudden "Vomit" sounded like a "sigh" and even though it was dry retching, it really stunned the two girls.

His morning sickness happened suddenly, and he didn't take off his mask even though he was in this situation, which made Yuan Wuyou, who had never seen him when he grew up, and even more suspicious.

If you have enough money, you will come over and say concerned,

"Don't move the fetal aura."

He also took the opportunity to touch him, and his spine was so thin that it was so harsh that it hurt his hands.

The man was frightened suddenly, shook his sleeves and pushed her away, staggered back two steps, inserted the lamp pole to the ground, and barely supported his body. He looked sideways and glared at the female madman, and his sinister phoenix eyes shone with water.

"You get my own people, and you... can't get my own heart!"

He was rarely angry when he was angry. He felt the evil spirits all over him through the mask. He couldn't hide his eyes when he wanted to kill him.

What's more, his murderous intent almost told her.

But his eyes were fierce, while raising his sleeves and covering his mouth. His arrogant and tall body was forced to bow down because of his devilish tricks. It was really not intimidating.

She raised her eyebrows: "Our children can inherit the two countries. How much is it worth to play with men?"

Yuan Wuyou was shocked: "Can this be said?"

She suddenly had a little bit of appreciation.

The tall and thin Xianbei emperor was unable to stand firm in an instant, and his unforeseen disgust was supported by the thin lamp poles.

Yuan Wuyou looked at him and wanted to lend him the crutch.

Now that I have no choice but to pretend to be infatuated, I can see him embarrassed with a cold look.

Yuwen Huaibi tried his best to suppress his discomfort, glanced at the girl who had just picked up the crutch and walked towards her.

The sound of the moat churned, and the reed roots on the shore were wet several times.

Against the backdrop of the towering monument, the girl with scars on her face was wrapped around her body in the ink fox cloak.

In the blink of an eye, the man who was one head higher than her stood in front of Yuan Wuyou, blocking the cold wind.

The Northern Zhou emperor Yuwen Huaibi was 28 years old, but except for his outstanding seven-foot height, his appearance was no different from that of a young man in the 28th century.

The big-sleeved shirt was hung on his slightly thin shoulders, and it could not hide his pine bones. The fabric was a thin layer of flesh and blood, and there were dark patterns shining with silver on the ink-colored Shu brocade. He also pinched his thin waist with a colorful palace belt.

The two stood facing each other, Yuan Wuyou looked up unwillingly and watched the man pull out the colorful palace belt on his waist.

His low and clear voice burst into his ears with oppressive chill: "Since you are not blind, can you recognize this?"

The man suddenly leaned over and approached her, revealing his snow-white goose neck and ears on the fox's face.

At this moment, she could even count his distinct thick black eyelashes and his pair of fierce blue and gray pupils.

The night is like painting, and the stars are dim at a few o'clock. He and the palace lanterns make up for the regret of not having a moon in the sky.

Yuan Wuyou looked at the palace belt lying on his jade white palm. Yuwen Huaibi's fingers were slender and well-proportioned. Because his fingers were narrow and thin, they did not show their hands, but they lined the palace belt into a small and thin rope.

"Where do I know a palace belt?"

Hearing this, a hint of sarcasm flashed through his eyes, and he took a step back and opened the distance.

"The palace lace is not special. It was just a gift from the grand girl who led me to the world when she was expelled from the house. But the imperial doctor Huaxu said that I have been pregnant for more than a month. Can you recognize it?"

Yuan Wuyou: "..."

One step further was enough for her to look at it at will.

His lower abdomen was so flat that there was no trace of fat, and his slender waist was comparable to a woman. Even she was jealous and could not tell that he had a baby from any place he beat him.

"Wait, you are a white captive... Where can you give birth to a Xianbei man? Which imperial doctor in the palace dares to break the blind like this?"

Before Yuan Wuyou finished speaking, the next moment, his chin was pinned by a cold hand and he was forced to look up in humiliation.

His slender fingers, which were shiny with a cold jade, were as well-proportioned as if they had no joints, but strong and powerful. He squinted his phoenix eyes and threatened: "I heard that Hua Xu's woman's Lu Shu bloodline can make a man pregnant. The last thing I saw that day was you, and you still want to be beaten blind?"

The mandible bone was pinched, and the skin on his hands was so delicate that she felt slipping when she clenched, making her eyes turn red, and his joints turned pink due to the force.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry. I can discuss it if I like to be a mother."

Something is wrong!

This guy has the best face, not to mention that he is a native male king! The chance of hearing words such as "a man is pregnant" and "lu Shu bloodline" from him is no less than that he is really pregnant.

The most suspicious thing is that he and his gang were humiliated by a few words of humiliation by his allies and surrendered to the enemy? After all, the hero does not suffer any loss in front of him, so Yuan Wuyou will cooperate with him first.

He then loosened her jaw and lowered his voice:

"Since you are the child's biological mother, I will definitely let you go."

If something goes wrong, it will be a demon. Yuwen Huaibi's haunted words and deeds were full of horror at that time.

It's so scary. He must have been possessed and taken over!

Yu Yu, staring at the two of them whispering close to each other, suddenly laughed.

"I want to leave? You two can't get a good organ. Who can protect who? Yuwen Huaibi... Let me tell you the truth. The person you sent to supervise the war in the Western Qiang is in my hands, and the subordinates you contacted were also sent by me. Otherwise, how dare I get involved with you both alone?"

The black-shirted emperor who blocked her from the wind heard this, suddenly lifted the lamp and turned around, and a pair of fierce eyes burst out from under his mask.

Swish!

Yuwen Huaibi touched some mechanism, and the three-foot lamp pole suddenly split into two, and he took out a thin sword from the middle.

The beautiful lady in the red dress was stunned: "Don't be too ridiculous."

She felt her scalp numb, and the weak and unbearable Emperor Bailu still went to the machine?

I heard two halves of wooden poles falling on the grass, and the hexagonal palace lanterns fell down and rolled down, making a crisp sound.

The seven-foot-high Xianbei emperor had no chance to react, but his two long legs rushed forward in two steps and put his sword on her neck.

"Let her go." He looked back at Yuan Wuyou, "Pull the way."

Yuan Wuyou, who was on crutches: "..."

Do you two have any accurate ideas? The tyrant and the tyrant are so good. Why don’t you elope with your baby and leave the country to her?

The beautiful girl in the red dress lowered her eyes and looked at the sword on the snow neck, her eyes showing sadness,

"I'm playing with the princes for you, but you want to go with this destructive waste? You just like to be abused by her, ah hiss!"

Without hesitation, the man scratched the clavicle on her cheek without hesitating, leaving a scarlet stroke along the way.

He exhaled in pain and quickly retreated, his trembling hands blocking his face, but he did not dare to touch the wound.

(End of this chapter)
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