She flirts with the mistress every day

pregnant.......

Yu Qiling has deep inner strength, even if it's just a hasty touch, she can't make a mistake......

She is pregnant.

I don't know what it feels like, and I don't know how to describe it. It's like being taken over by others, angry?

But it seems that Cen Zixiao never really belonged to her.

From the first show of favor, to the sudden change of attitude later.

In addition to being respectful to her, there are also people who treat her coldly, spurn her, and become enemies with her, but Yu Qiling never cares, never accepts anyone to preach to her, and never makes any changes for anyone.

But because of Cen Zixiao, she secretly let go of her pride and wondered over and over again whether she had done something wrong, whether she had a bad personality that disgusted her, whether her flat temper made her bored, whether she had taken the initiative But you can't get an obvious response from yourself, tired?

Self-doubt over and over again, even accusing herself of being so indifferent to her before, made her sad.

A strong sense of frustration filled her heart at this moment, Yu Qiling weakly let go of Cen Zixiao's wrist, staring blankly ahead.

.......

The warm package left her wrist, Cen Zixiao froze for a moment, suddenly had a bad feeling, she looked back, and had a panoramic view of Yu Qiling's loneliness.

She seemed aggrieved.

Whether it was in the original book or Cen Zixiao's previous impression of her, she had always been cold and arrogant. Just now, she treated the empress as well as others, as if she was unwilling to waste any trace of affection.

But he only showed different emotions to her, he would be wronged, sad, and happy.

Cen Zixiao held her previous hand, which was smooth and delicate, like a flawless work of art, but when she was grabbed by the wrist just now, she could feel the calluses on her hand.

Flaws added because of her.

Cen Zixiao restrained her arrogance, and even started to reflect, was she a little too pretentious?

After all, he is a fairy, he has a good face, and he didn't turn his head after pulling you for a long time. He was originally a glass heart, but now he doesn't know how it is broken.

Unable to bear to see her like this, Cen Zixiao couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Qiling shook her dazed head, looked up at her, and found that she was worried about herself, even though she was in a bad mood, she couldn't help but smile for her: "It's okay..."

I laughed so hard.

Cen Zixiao frowned slightly, gave her a strange look, reached out and took back the small dried fish in her hand, she knew how to make her happy, "I like it very much, but my favorite is still The first one, it's so ugly, it's crooked, but it's cute."

It's twisted and cute, it's talking about Xiaoyugan and her master.

"But it's too big. It's inconvenient for me, so I leave her to you."

Yu Qiling learned a lot of words on TV, the most impressive and favorite is "cute".

Because she thinks this word suits Cen Zixiao very well.

It's a compliment.

But the more I think about it, the sadder I feel, so sad.

Weakness, suffocation.

"Since you like it, why are you willing to let it go?" This sentence had already reached Yu Qiling's mouth, but she swallowed it.

Suddenly, there was a dense pain in the heart, which became more and more intense, as if being squeezed by someone's palm, Yu Qiling's pupils trembled, she pressed her lips tightly and turned her body away, lowered her head and turned her face to the side. There was a bloody smell in the air, and he spit out a mouthful of blood in the next second.

The snow-white grass was instantly dyed red, Cen Zixiao was startled, her heart hung up, she didn't care about being arrogant, she stepped forward to support her, her face was full of panic and fear, and said nervously: " What’s wrong with you?"

"Why are you vomiting blood, and...are you injured?"

Yu Qiling covered her chest and bent down, her heart heaved violently, her already pale face was even paler at this moment, she squinted her eyes to resist the pain, and cast a spell to create a wound on her back, the pain became even worse, and she became dizzy Dazed, she couldn't support herself and fell down, kneeling on the icy snow.

"Sister Yu..."

It was fine just now, but when it suddenly became like this, Cen Zixiao almost cried, knelt down and hugged her in his arms, supported her with his body, and let the blood around her mouth stain her skirt red.

"Yu Qiling, don't scare me..."

Yu Qiling clutched her cuffs with bloody hands, trembling her voice, tried her best to comfort her: "No, it's nothing...it'll be all right in a while..."

Cen Zixiao's spiritual power is weak, she doesn't know what's wrong with her, and she doesn't know what he can do for her, so he can only hold her and touch her, and talk to her from time to time to confirm her consciousness is clear.

Cen Zixiao's embrace is too warm, and the person she likes is worrying about herself, which is absolutely nostalgic.

Yu Qiling couldn't help closing her eyes, and set up an invisibility barrier, fearing that Cen Zixiao would be cold, and her nine tails would be exposed, wrapping herself and her in the snow.

Selfishly stayed in her arms for a while, letting the snowflakes fall.

In any case, at least for this moment, she belongs to her.

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After her physical strength recovered, Cen Zixiao helped Yu Qiling back to her mansion.

The National Teacher's Mansion is deserted and deserted, because Yu Qiling doesn't come around often, there is no servant girl subordinate, only an old lady who comes to clean regularly.

Yu Qiling sat cross-legged on the bed and closed her eyes to rest her mind. Cen Zixiao fetched warm water and a towel, soaked the towel in warm water, then wrung it dry, and gently wiped off the blood on Yu Qiling's lips.

Her face was still pale, and Cen Zixiao's brows and eyes were tinged with distress, "Sister Yu, what's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting blood..."

Yu Qiling opened her eyes slightly, shook her head lightly, and comforted her: "I was accidentally injured when I was catching a monster not long ago, maybe it was because I moved too much and hurt the wound just now, so don't worry."

In fact, this is not the first time such a situation has occurred. Yu Qiling knows that this is the backlash of using forbidden techniques. The backlash will torture her body bit by bit, and it will become more and more serious. Corrode her body directly.

Then there is a dead end.

But she didn't want Cen Zixiao to know, so she made a wound on her back, making her think that she vomited blood because of the injury, and filled her up.

Cen Zixiao looked at her, half-believing: "Sister Yu is so powerful, how could she get hurt?"

How could a fairy like Yu Qiling get hurt?Who can hurt her?Cen Zixiao felt panicked for no reason.

Yu Qiling looked helpless, "The monster is too cunning."

Is that the case?

Compared with the cause of the injury, Cen Zixiao is more concerned about the condition of her wound now, she couldn't help touching her head, and said distressedly: "Is the immortal still hurting?"

Yu Qiling was slightly shaken by the sudden gentle touch, she subconsciously said that it didn't hurt, but in her heart she desperately longed for her care.

Just like before, she gently applied the medicine to herself and coaxed herself gently.

"pain........"

painful.

Yu Qiling's voice was extremely soft, and she looked cute with her eyes downcast, which made her look even weaker and more painful. Cen Zixiao just felt so cute and pitiful for a person who had always been cold and proud to show weakness to her like this.

"Then I'll help Sister Yu apply the medicine, okay?" Cen Zixiao stuck her fingertips to her collar, coaxed her like a child, and gently peeled off the coat.

Every little move can make Yu Qiling tremble physically and mentally. Cen Zixiao noticed that she was trembling, and the tips of her ears were still turning red quietly. She felt distressed and funny at once.

Xianzun is really painful.

Cen Zixiao carefully took off her black robe, and put some medicine on her back, why is she so nervous...

make it look like...

His eyes fell on her braids, and in order to make her less nervous and distract her, he joked, "Who tied your braids for you?"

Yu Qiling turned her back to her, felt her movements, and bit her lower lip in shame, "The maid..."

Maid.

Cen Zixiao chuckled, "It's a little crooked, I'll help you braid it again later, okay?"

Yu Qiling lowered her eyes, blushing and noncommittal.

This kind of shame and longing... She selfishly enjoys the tenderness Cen Zixiao gave her, it doesn't matter, at least for now, she can...

Reason and desire were pounding, Yu Qiling didn't want to think about it, but she knew that Cen Zixiao should have been conceived that night....

His life is not long, and I don't dare to imagine with her that after all, I don't feel at ease leaving her in this dangerous era, let alone...she also wants to go back.

Then send her back.

In fact, she has lived so boringly for thousands of years, and her life and feelings have never been so vivid as they are now.

Also enough.

The cold air irritated the skin on her shoulders and backs. Yu Qiling was an old-fashioned fairy who had never shown her parts other than her face and hands in front of outsiders. She was inevitably shy now, but she was reluctant to become a fox.

She quietly read some books, how to win a woman's heart, how to make the person she likes happy.

One of them is sex. Lure.

When Yu Qiling saw these two words, she blushed and closed the book. She didn't dare to read a single word about how to seduce.

At this moment, she felt ashamed that she was seducing Cen Zixiao.

Just with his back to her, Cen Zixiao could imagine her blushing face.

Yu Qiling's shoulders were smooth and delicate. It was supposed to be perfect nephrite jade, but there was a deep red wound the size of a thumb.

The wound seemed to be deep, and the bleeding had stopped, but it was still shocking.

Cen Zixiao caressed her skin with her thumb in distress, looked down, and stopped suddenly.

Moving her thumb away, Cen Zixiao moved her underwear down again, looking at the tattoo-like thing on her back, which was somewhat covered by bloodstains, like a certain word from a certain era, but not Complete, split in half from the middle...

Looking deeply at this pattern, Cen Zixiao unconsciously lost his mind, and his mood sank.

Would someone like Yu Qiling get tattoos?She couldn't imagine it.

Who was she tattooed for?

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