Xin Mo'er blinked and suddenly covered his lips with her.
Feng Qingcang was delighted and turned passive into initiative. His lips and tongue wrapped around her tenderness and affection.
Xin Mo'er felt soft and soft all over, turning into a pool of spring water for him to pick it.
Feng Qingcang's body became hot, and a stream of evil fire rushed into her lower abdomen. She suddenly leaned over and took off her clothes one by one and threw them under the bed.
No matter what, at this moment, she belongs entirely to him.
With gentleness in the wildness, she was worried about hurting the child in her belly, and did not dare to exert too much force. She could only force herself to go in and out with a simple touch, and she showed her cautiousness everywhere in her tenderness.
Just like this, every nerve that had already stabbed him could not help himself, and the excitement factor was constantly making noise.
A night of affection and ups and downs, falling and falling.
I don’t know if it was because it was too crazy last night or because pregnant women were more prone to sleepiness, Xin Moer slept until noon the next day before getting up.
Tomorrow is the day for her and A Cang to get married. The Xu Prince’s Mansion is already covered with red silk, all the homes are completely renewed, and even their wedding houses are newly decorated.
Xin Mo'er sat in front of the dressing mirror and looked at the two unsightly scars on her face, remembering the beautiful woman she saw yesterday.
She must have been very happy when she threw herself into A Cang's arms yesterday.
That fairy-like person, perhaps only she is worthy of her A Cang.
Compared with that woman, she was just the clouds in the clouds, while she was just the mud on the ground.
Xin Mo'er never knew that she would also be sad for a man, and this seemed not her style.
Shaking his head, he chuckled at himself in the mirror.
"Princess, what are you laughing at?" He Jie asked curiously.
"I...I'm laughing at the ever-changing world." This was said to be explained to her, or to herself.
It rained all night last night, and it was sunny today. Xin Mo'er glanced at the beautiful weather outside the window and said slowly, "Please go out for a walk with me."
"Yes." He Jie answered without hesitation.
This time when he left the house, Xin Moer put on a veil, a thickened veil.
Even if you meet an acquaintance, it may be difficult to recognize her.
Xin Moer took He Jie around and finally walked around to a restaurant called Yixian. For some reason, she looked at the name of the restaurant and felt very friendly. Without thinking too much, she took He Jie into this restaurant.
Restaurant.
Half an hour later, He Jie took a veiled woman out of the family and headed towards the direction of the Xu Prince's Mansion.
Qingfeng, who had been under Feng Qingcang's orders to secretly protect Xin Mo'er, followed them back to Prince Xu's mansion.
But he didn't notice that a young woman in white clothes and a hat left the back door of a fresh family.
The woman wearing a straw hat came out and hired a carriage, prepared some dry food, and drove out of the city.
After about two hours of driving, the carriage suddenly stopped in an empty valley.
Xin Mo'er noticed something was wrong, lifted the horse curtain and poked her head out, but found that the groom just now had disappeared.
A young and beautiful young woman about fifteen years old stopped her horse and looked at Xin Mo'er with a disdainful attitude. She also had murderous intent in her eyes and a sharp sword around her waist.
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Judging from temperament and body shape, it should be a training student.
Xin Mo'er recognized this woman. This woman was the woman who met Feng Qingcang by the Li River yesterday.
"I don't know you." Xin Mo'er came out of the carriage, but did not get off the carriage, but sat in the seat where the groom should sit, staring coldly at the woman standing on the ground.
"You are not worthy of knowing me." The girl smiled arrogantly, as if the cold plum blossoms were so beautiful that it was hard to see them directly.
This arrogant tone is very similar to A Cang. It is indeed a pair made of heaven and earth.
Xin Moer laughed at herself in her heart.
The next second, he held the whip with his right hand and whipped it hard on the horse's back.
The horse neighed and ran quickly forward.
"Want to escape?! Today is your death!" The girl dodged sideways, pulled out the sword in her hand, and gently tapped her toes, chasing Xin Mo'er's carriage.
There were light sweat stains on Xin Mo'er's forehead and she didn't dare to look back, but just whipped the horse's back desperately.
If she could, she wanted to cut off the rope connecting the horse to the carriage, so that the horse would be faster.
It's a pity that she can't ride a horse.
Xin Mo'er obviously felt the strong murderous aura on the girl's body, and her martial arts should be quite good.
So she didn't dare to be slow at all, and she didn't even turn her head back, but just drove the carriage hard.
However, the girl's figure was particularly strange. In less than a moment, she landed in front of her carriage and stabbed the horse in the belly with a sword.
The horse whined, and its two front hooves first knelt on the ground and fell.
Xin Mo'er was worried that the child was hurting the womb, so when the horse was stabbed by the girl, she jumped out of the carriage and headed in the opposite direction, wanting to rush to the market.
As a result, as soon as he turned around, he had not taken a few steps, and was stopped by the girl again and pointed his sword at him.
"Don't waste your time, you can't escape from the palm of my hand." The girl used her sword to lift the hat on Xin Mo'er's head. When she saw two long scars on Xin Mo'er's cheek, her eyes looked at her
It was full of disgust, "Just because of you, you deserve to be pregnant with my senior brother's child? It's a joke!"
Xin Mo'er knew that the senior brother she said must be A Cang, so she looked at the girl calmly and mocked, "Some people can't get pregnant yet."
The girl looked angry, "Bah! If you hadn't used any despicable means, would my senior brother look down on you? You're not dreaming! My senior brother and I are recognized as a couple. What are you? One later
Those who also want to get a senior brother are delusional, don’t dream in the daytime!”
Her words hit Xin Mo'er's sore spot. That night, she was indeed the one who was overlord.
However, she had already paid for her mistakes, and now she had a small one in her belly so quickly.
The little life caught Xin Mo'er off guard.
Xin Mo'er swears that if she knew that A Cang had such a beautiful woman by his side, she would never have been in a slight way.
"A Cang!" Xin Mo'er suddenly called out to the girl's back.
The long sword in the girl's hand trembled and looked behind her.
A coldness flashed in Xin Mo'er's eyes, and she quickly took action, snatched the sword in her hand, and threw the girl to the ground.
The girl didn't expect that she would attack everywhere and make a feint. When she realized that she had a sword in front of her, she was so close to her.
Xin Mo'er looked at her coldly with his sword, "Don't think of why everyone regards your senior brother as a treasure. You don't care about it, auntie, I don't care!"
"Bitch!" The girl scolded, and her right sleeve moved slightly. At some point, a small crossbow appeared on the palm of her hand, and with a swish, it shot towards Xin Mo'er's heart.