Saintess, he is a handsome boy

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Ah Ru walked up to Yan Ruyu, took a look at the sour plum soup, and then frowned.She looked at Yan Ruyu, hesitated to speak.

Yan Ruyu shook her head at A Ru in a nonchalant way, and then said to Nan Xiuzhu, "My lord should go back to rest early today, and tomorrow I will go to the mansion to perform acupuncture for my lord."

Early the next morning, someone knocked on the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion.The servant opened the door sleepily, and was about to curse, but saw Yan Ruyu standing alone at the door, with cold eyebrows and a menacing aura.

The servant hurriedly nodded and bowed to welcome Yan Ruyu in. This is the future Concubine Jing, and she cannot afford to offend her.

Involuntarily, Yan Ruyu asked her servant to take her to Nan Xiuzhu's bedroom. The servant exclaimed that the prince was still asleep, but Yan Ruyu had already pushed the door open and locked her behind her back.

The old servant of the sweeper shook his head while sweeping the floor: "Young people nowadays, aren't they not married yet, and they sneak into other people's bedrooms early in the morning, oh..."

Nan Xiuzhu was woken up by Yan Ruyu when his dream was in full swing, and Yan Ruyu pointed out the door to signal if anyone was eavesdropping.Nan Xiuzhu shook his head, no.

He had already exchanged blood for the servants of the Wangfu's family. Although the remaining ones were more delicious and lazy, fortunately they would not be disadvantageous to him.

Yan Ruyu hooked her fingers, and Nan Xiuzhu stretched out her arms in a kind and flowing manner.

Yan Ruyu regained her composure and took his pulse again.Then came a sigh.

"How?" Nan Xiuzhu asked.

"Xi Mai, it's been more than four months." Yan Ruyu's brows twisted into a Sichuan shape.

"I'm going to die." Nan Xiuzhu buried his head in the quilt resignedly.

"I'm the one who is going to die." Yan Ruyu angrily thumped Nan Xiuzhu's pillow.

Seeing Nan Xiuzhu huddled in the quilt and pretending to be dead, Yan Ruyu lifted the quilt and let him look at her.

Yan Ruyu stared at him, and said: "Nan Xiuzhu, you are too capable, you can cut off your sleeves. If Ming Li knew, he might be able to recover from his anger. Are you crazy? I don't know what my body is. What's the situation?"

Nan Xiuzhu rubbed his face indiscriminately, and said seriously: "I'm not a broken sleeve, it's just that the person I like happens to be a man. Besides..."

Besides, he planned well that night, obviously he should be the one on top.

"Oh, forget it, it's too late to say anything." Nan Xiuzhu looked broken.

"Tell me what to do, can you take this thing off?" He pointed to his stomach.

Yan Ruyu sighed, and said: "The Nine Poisons Niyang Pill has been passed down for several generations, and this is the first time you have used it, and the witch doctor in Guzhong only passed on the usage and properties of this medicine by word of mouth.

What I understand is that your body is still a man's shell, but there is a part of it that is no different from a woman's.

No matter what, the first generation would never have imagined that such a thing as you would appear among the offspring.

Wouldn't it be nice to have a good marriage and have a daughter?Just toss it, really follow your mother, rebellious. "

"Just a little..." Yan Ruyu sighed again, and continued: "It's not easy for a man to conceive. If you don't give birth, there is no other way. If you want to get rid of him, you can only kill two people."

"How could it be?" Nan Xiuzhu was puzzled, "What is one dead body and two lives? Am I not going to die?"

"What do you mean you won't die? Don't you still have to run away when you meet the Si family, you just don't die so easily. Besides, you are looking for death by yourself now.

If you take this child, you will most likely become the living dead in the crystal coffin. What is the difference between being dead? "

Nan Xiuzhu was dumb, he lowered his eyes silently, he couldn't accept the fact that he was about to have a baby.

"That's right." Yan Ruyu said again: "Who is the father of the child?"

A moment of silence.

"I knew you wouldn't say it. Forget it, don't ask. Calculating the time, it should be from Donglin.

Don't worry, I will take good care of your body, but you will suffer some minor crimes.In another two months, the belly should rise, and I can't cover it.

I will use some medicine to make the baby smaller.But don't worry, this medicine has no effect on the child's body, and he will be born healthy and healthy. "

After listening to Yan Ruyu's nagging, Nan Xiuzhu calmed down and said, "Hurry up and marry me, I really have no idea."

A month later, in the warm tent with red candles, Nan Xiuzhu was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, holding Yu Ruyi in his hand and lifted off Yan Ruyu's red hijab.

"Madam Ann." Nan Xiuzhu joked.

Yan Ruyu looked at the wine on the red silk tablecloth and said, "Let's forget about it."

With a wave of his long sleeve, Nan Xiuzhu spilled the two glasses of wine on the ground, and then dragged his tired body to lie on his back on the bed.

He closed his eyes and said lightly, "Mingyu."

Mingyu, Yan Ruyu is a member of Mingwu Valley, this is the name given by Nan Xiuzhu's mother.It's just that after Ming Li's death, she signed a blood contract with Nan Xiuzhu again, and she is now Nan Xiuzhu's subordinate.

She is both Nan Xiuzhu's subordinate and Ru Nan Xiuzhu's sister. When Nan Xiuzhu calls him Ruyu, she can teach him regardless of his dignity.If she is called Mingyu, then she is a subordinate, and Nan Xiuzhu should be called master.

"Master." Yan Ruyu lifted her wedding dress and knelt down on one knee.

Nan Xiuzhu sat up and said, "Recently, there is a strange nursery rhyme circulating in the market, do you know?"

Yan Ruyu said: "I heard something."

Buddha cultivates promotion, ghost cultivates anger;

Thunder strikes, the Milky Way crosses;

The soul of another world, the two are at odds;

Hate the Nine Generations, Record of Life and Death;

Immortality and immortality are two hearts together, and the old dreams of the world of mortals are gone.

"Someone knows that the witch saint has been handed down to the ninth generation, and they even make up nursery rhymes and spread them out. I don't know what their intentions are." Yan Ruyu said.

"Let someone investigate, do you have a way to contact Ming Ruo?" Nan Xiuzhu said.

Yan Ruyu nodded: "They are transferring the crystal coffin, but the goal is too big and the progress is slow. But please rest assured, master, everything is in order and there are no mistakes."

Donglin Imperial City, Prince Ning's Mansion.

Luo Ning looked at a piece of paper on the table, and said in his mouth: "Hate the Nine Generations, Record of Life and Death... the Ninth Generation, Ming Li is the Eighth Generation, it seems that she really has a daughter, and she has already done it." Saintess. I just don’t know who spread this nursery rhyme and whether it is credible.”

Qiao Shiliu said, "I've already gone to Bafang Building to investigate."

Luo Ning nodded, looked up at Qiao Shiliu, and said, "Why do you look so bad?"

"No... nothing." Qiao Shiliu said.

Luo Ning folded the rice paper in two, got up and put it in the dark space by the wall, then turned around and patted Qiao Shiliu on the shoulder, saying, "Are you looking for Ye?"

Qiao Shiliu scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "I want to find it, but I don't know where to look for it."

"Did Ruomengfang look for it?" Luo Ning asked.

"I've been there. However, Ruomengfang is closed, so I didn't go in." Qiao Shiliu said.

"Why, it's not the season of spring, and Rumeng took the girls out again?" Luo Ning was puzzled.

Qiao Shiliu shook his head: "No, people go to the empty building, and the doors and windows are closed. I also saw the dentist take people to see the house, saying that Rumeng has sold Ruomengfang."

"Master? Master?"