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The ambiguous and obscene smell in the room made him frown, this brat, His Highness is like this, he still doesn't know how to settle down!Thinking that they had a good time just now, Mo You naturally knew the physical condition of King Jin, and he had no taboos, so he said coldly: "Mr. , the fetal gas is already unstable, how can you still move rashly!"

What?Fetal gas?Mo You was completely petrified, she stared blankly at Liu Mingyuan with wide-eyed eyes, and after a long time, she turned to Feng Xiaoran who also looked shocked.

"You don't know?" Liu Mingyuan knew that he had stabbed someone, and it was better to go with 36 tricks, so he hurriedly dropped the medicine bowl and said in a hurry, "It's late at night, His Highness should rest early, so he rubbed the soles of his feet with oil."

"... You'er." Seeing that Mo You was still standing in an uproar, Feng Xiaoran couldn't help but sighed, and called him softly.

"How is it possible? How is it possible for you to be pregnant, you are also a man." Mo You still couldn't believe her ears, this world is so fucking crazy.

"You'er, I am Liren. You are not a citizen of Daye, maybe you don't know. In fact, even if you are a citizen of Daye, you will rarely meet them. Liren is a very rare group of people." Feng Xiaoranjing Talking quietly, seeing Mo You standing far away from her, giving him a thin and alienated silhouette, she couldn't help feeling sad, her mood that had just calmed down was ups and downs again, and her stomach was churning again.

Uh... Mo You saw him clutching his stomach and snorting coldly, and then he came to his senses, rushed to the bed and looked at him nervously: "How is it, does your stomach hurt? I'll call Mr. Liu!"

"Don't go. I'm fine, you can bring me the medicine." Feng Xiaoran grabbed his sleeve and said flatly.

Mo You took the medicine and sat on the head of his bed, and carefully supported him to drink the medicine, just like holding a fragile vase, not daring to use any more force.Feng Xiaoran saw that his face was three points paler than his own, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing, I'm not a dying person, you don't have to be so careful."

"I... I'm afraid I'll hurt you with too much force." Mo You said, but her eyes swept towards his abdomen under the thick and soft brocade quilt intentionally or unintentionally, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.Counting the days, it should be four months, and there should be prominent, right?How amazing, he has no worries to be a father.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch Feng Xiaoran's abdomen, but Feng Xiaoran was a little worried when he looked at his cloudy eyes, and pressed his wolf paw: "What do you want to do?"

"Let me touch it..." Mo You seemed to have really digested the fact that Feng Xiaoran was pregnant until now, and looked at him with a smirk on his face: "Xiao Ran, you are awesome, and you can have children. Then you will be my wife Let's get married tomorrow!"

"What did you say? I... will be your wife!" Feng Xiaoran raised his brows, and knocked off his wolf claws that were groping endlessly on his lower abdomen, "Don't even think about it!"

"Don't you want our child to become an illegitimate child and grow up in the eyes of others?" Mo You pulled his sleeve pitifully, turned his handsome face unwillingly, and forced him to treat him on his own eyes.

"Do you really want this child?" Feng Xiaoran couldn't tell whether he was questioning or testing.

"Of course! Don't tell me you want to get rid of him. He's four months old and he can move! How painful it must be to get rid of him. You mother can't be so cruel." Seeing Mo You The beauty King Jin's tone loosened, and he hurriedly hugged him and rubbed against him: "Come on, come on, marry me!"

"...It's fine to get married, but it's not me who will marry you, but you who will marry me." Feng Xiaoran looked at the young man who was sloppy on his body and wiped his nose with his sleeve, somehow he was always fond of him drown.Since he wanted this child so much, let's have it.

Outside Ganquan Palace, a figure of Yushu Linfeng was kneeling upright.He has never worn a crown, and his black hair is loosely scattered behind him. He is wearing a black jacket with fine patterns embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs and waist, which is extravagant and unassuming.The cold winter north wind was blowing, raging into his slightly open neckline, and he frowned coldly, but he didn't even make a sound.

"Your Majesty, after all, Your Highness is young, and you may feel hot for a while. Why do you need to be angry? Look at the wind blowing outside. It has been two hours, and it will blow people to pieces. Let him in quickly." A kind-eyed, The nanny, who was about forty years old, was carefully pinching the shoulders of the beautiful woman in palace attire in front of her. Seeing that she had relaxed, she took the opportunity to intercede for King Jin who was kneeling outside the palace.