Quick wear: the host is so brave, and the blackened villain dares to tease

As soon as Zhao Yan opened his eyes, he was stabbed by the white sunlight.

He closed his eyes subconsciously, and scenes flashed in his mind. In his dream, his princess was like a goblin, haunting him all night.

Zhao Yan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up all at once.

"my leg"

Zhao Yan lowered his head, hammered the hammer with his hand, and stretched.

He found that not only did he feel his legs, but he even gained some strength.

Holding the bed rails, he slowly stood up.

A light flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes.

Thinking of something instead, he frowned again.

"Could it be that last night was another dream made up by Ning Xi?"

"Through dreams, can you achieve the effect of healing pain?"

If Zhao Yan had doubts last time, this time, he was sure.

"Is what she said true?"

I like him, I want to save him
Zhao Yan's mood became complicated.

Before he figured it out, he wouldn't rush to confess to Ning Xi.

Just when he was about to wash up, he realized that something was wrong with his obscene pants.

He looked down and saw that there was a large wet area around his crotch.
Zhao Yan's face turned red all of a sudden.

He supported his forehead, but he didn't expect to fall on a little girl in his thirties.

The scene in the dream can't help but appear in my mind, it is too real.

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened, and Uncle Fu led the people to prepare breakfast.

Zhao Yan paused for a moment, then said: "Go and invite Wangfei to have dinner with us in the Nuan Pavilion."

When Forbe heard this, his eyes lit up.

Their King of Zhennan finally got the hang of it!

In another year or two, is the Zhennan Prince's Mansion going to have a young son?

Uncle Fu thought as he walked, he was still walking like flying in his old age.

When Ning Xi came to the Nuan Pavilion, she saw Zhao Yan sitting in front of the desk, looking out the window.

The sky is clear, the sun is shining, and there is a warm feeling.

However, there was a sense of loneliness around him.

Only then did Ning Xi recall the plot of the original book.

Zhao Yan's mother and concubine, Shen Shi, died of illness when he was ten years old. The empress back then was jealous, so naturally she would not have any feelings for a son who was not her own.

Ning Xi really couldn't imagine how difficult Zhao Yan's situation in the palace was when he was a child.

After all, this is the real ancient world.

It's not the film world she saw in the TV series, maybe it will be more cruel in reality.

This is also the reason why Zhao Yan's temperament is relatively cold.

Ning Xi walked over, frowned, and asked with a smile, "Husband, did you sleep well last night?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan immediately ignored the images that popped up in his mind.

He stood up, walked over to hold her hand and sat in front of the desk.

"I heard that you like pumpkin porridge and egg pancakes with scallion oil for breakfast. I have prepared them for you. Come and try them."

Ning Xi's attention was always on him, seeing him standing up, she said pleasantly:
"Husband, can you stand up?"

Ning Xi only knew that his legs had healed to 60%, but she didn't know to what extent.

Whether they can walk, jump, run, or even fight and kick people.

Zhao Yan pinched her hand, and his lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile.

He should be grateful to the people in front of him for being able to walk.

I have seen so many doctors over the years, as well as the imperial physician in the palace. I don't know how much medicine I have taken, and there is nothing I can do.

He thought that he would never be able to stand up in this life.

Maybe God treated him kindly and gave him a princess.

She is an amazing woman.

No matter what her purpose of staying by his side is, he absolutely can't hurt her at all.

He has been on the horse for so many years, and he doesn't even have the courage to look directly at his feelings.

Like is like.

Zhao Yan looked at Ning Xi, the future is long, he can't scare people away.

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