The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

Ming Yang leaned against Mu Beimo's warm arms, the sadness in his heart was washed away, and the two hugged each other, as if they had returned to their original life.

"Tomorrow we will set off to return to Beijing. Although Thirteen will replace you in the capital, Nie Weiping will notice it after a long time." Mu Beimo casually rubbed Ming Yang's slightly bulging stomach, but his tone was smug. With a serious look, Ming Yang also understood the power of this, so he nodded.

Although he had just recovered his memory and was pregnant again, they had to go back to the capital because they had to move quickly to cut off the relationship between Nie Weiping and the king of the Western Regions to avoid endless troubles.According to the report from the shadow guard in the capital, during the absence of Mu Beimo, Nie Weiping stretched his hands longer and longer, ambitious to control the power of "Ming Yang", but he hasn't found the opportunity yet.What they have to do now is to let Nie Weiping speed up and show his feet quickly, so that Mu Beimo can catch them all.

It would take two days to go back to the capital even if it was faster. Lin Xi was still injured, so she definitely couldn't stand the whole setback. After thinking about it for a while, Ming Yang decided to let Ziling stay and take care of Lin Xi, so he followed Mu Bei first. Mo returned to Beijing.

It only took two hours to pack their luggage, and two hours later, they were already on the carriage back to Beijing.

The carriage was a little bumpy, and not long after setting off, Ming Yang felt some discomfort in his stomach, and his head was swollen from the shaking of the carriage, so he had to rest in Mu Beimo's arms.

Mu Beimo gently rubbed the temple of the person in his arms, looking at the bloodless face in front of him, his heart ached, and he wished that he was the one who was pregnant.

After leaving the outskirts of the city, the carriage became more and more bumpy. Ming Yang felt his stomach churning, and the strength of his grip on Mu Beimo's arm tightened a little. A sense of nausea surged up, and he grabbed the front of his chest to control it. With this uncomfortable feeling.

"Yingyi, stop!" Mu Beimo naturally sensed that something was wrong with Mingyang, and hurriedly asked Yingyi outside to stop the carriage.

"Okay! Huh~" Ying Yi outside the carriage was startled, and hastily pulled the horse rope to stop.

"What's wrong?" Ying opened the curtain in a hurry and saw Ming Yang leaning against Mu Beimo's arms with a pale face. Before he had time to react, Ming Yang rushed out and vomited out with a loud wow.

Nausea came one after another, Ming Yang retched uncomfortably beside the carriage, he had the illusion that his entire stomach was about to be vomited out.

"Yang'er!" Mu Beimo patted Ming Yang's back lightly, making it less uncomfortable. There was already a water bag beside him, and when Ming Yang finished vomiting, he hurriedly handed over the water.

"Is it because the emperor is pregnant, so he can't bear the bumps of the carriage?" Ying Yi watched from the side, but couldn't intervene.

"Take a break first, and check the safety of the surrounding area." Mu Beimo turned his face and ordered with a blank expression, and looked anxiously at Ming Yang's situation before the shadow guards could reply.

"Yes, my lord!" Several shadow guards left with ease.

After taking a sip of the water that was handed to his mouth, Ming Yang felt a little relieved. After the tossing just now, his legs and feet were already weak, and being hugged by Mu Beimo from behind, Ming Yang felt that his whole body was Trance.

After being hugged by the person behind him for a while, Ming Yang found that the person hugged him too tightly, and he couldn't move at all. He tried to struggle, but was hugged even tighter.

"Brother Beimo, let go first, I can't breathe if you hug me too tightly!"

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while." The low and hoarse voice behind him passed through the eardrums, a little itchy, Ming Yang's discomfort just now dissipated a lot, and felt that Mu Beimo's strength was loose, so he stayed followed him.

The body was turned around, Mu Beimo's face was buried in the crescent of his neck, and the hot breath spread on the skin, and the place began to feel a little hot. In front of so many shadow guards, his face gradually became hot. He started to feel hot, and the smell of tea from Mu Beimo's body kept getting into his nostrils, making him breathless with shame.Ming Yang also felt that Mu Beimo's mood was not right, so he raised his hand holding the water bag, carefully wrapped it around the man's narrow waist, and patted it lightly to indicate that he was fine.

After a long silence, Ming Yang's legs felt a little numb when he was standing, and the man lying on his neck slowly opened his mouth.

"Baby, if I knew you would suffer so much, I would rather not have this child." Mu Beimo's voice was a little hoarse, and Ming Yang knew that his heart was distressed when he heard this, and his heart was full Touched, the eye sockets gradually became moist.

"No, it's not bitter at all. As long as you think that this is the child of Yang'er and Beimo's brother, even if you have ten Yang'er, you won't feel bitter." Ming Yang sobbed and shook his head, feeling the man in front of him embrace him. When I tightened it even more, I felt that even if I suffered, it was nothing.

"Silly Yanger!" Mu Beimo's eyes turned red, and he pressed a kiss on the forehead of the person in his arms, as if he was treating some precious treasure, "I don't want ten or eight, this king is enough. The child in my stomach is so disobedient, I will definitely teach him a lesson when he is born."

"Pfft, the child hasn't formed yet, what can he understand!" Ming Yang was immediately amused by Mu Beimo's childish words, thinking that the child in his stomach didn't understand anything, and Mu Beimo had already started thinking about it I taught him a lesson. Although I felt outrageous, I still felt warm in my heart.

The unformed child in their mouth was confused: Huh?I am still a child!Being beaten by your own father before you were born?

"Being so noisy before he was born, he must be taught a lesson in the future." Mu Beimo also knew that he was a bit childish, but at the moment he still hated the child who made his Yang Er uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine, let's talk about it after getting into the carriage." Ming Yang was a little dumbfounded, it was too shameful to be intimate in front of so many shadow guards, although no one dared to look at them, but he felt that countless pairs of Invisible eyes stared at them.

Being supported by Mu Beimo into the carriage, he was hugged tightly in his arms all the time. Ming Yang was quite helpless, leaning against Mu Beimo's warm arms and thinking, his men are always majestic in battle on the battlefield. Have you ever frowned before, but now you have become so fragile?The majestic general who fought on the battlefield in the past, and the regent who always frightened people's hearts with cruelty, but his eyes were red because of himself, what kind of blessings did he accumulate in his previous life, could he be pampered by this man in his hands.

Mu Beimo, who was holding him, naturally didn't think about what his Yang'er was thinking. He was only thinking about the discomfort and needs of the person in his arms. He knew that his chin felt a soft touch, and then he reacted. The person in his arms gently kissed his chin. At this moment, he was looking at him with beautiful eyebrows, his eyes were still slightly red, and his eyes were slightly watery.

"Baby, do you know what you look like now?" Mu Beimo stretched out his hand and brushed Mingyang's face. The delicate skin seemed to break under his callused fingers, and he looked at Mingyang with a dazed expression on his face. The facial expression, the slender phoenix eyes slightly raised, and the voice gradually became a little hoarse.

"Ah?" What, what does it look like?Ming Yang just felt that there was something wrong with the aura emanating from Mu Beimo's body, and before he could utter a word, it was swallowed between the lips and teeth of the two of them.

As the breeze blew, the light yellow curtains on the carriage were slightly blown up, revealing the shadows of the two of them vaguely.

Wrapped in Mu Beimo's breath, Ming Yang felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat, being treated gently by the person in front of him, his heart seemed to be filled with happy cotton, bulging and swelling, making people feel like As comfortable as in a dream.

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