This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Tsing Yi saw the troubles of the minister during this time.

But she had already said everything that she should have said that day, and it was not her character to drag that guy to talk to her, and she was not suitable for being a close sister.

These days, it can be regarded as giving Sichen time to think clearly and calm down.

Going to the other courtyard, Tsing Yi saw that fellow hiding at the end of the corridor, holding a food bowl in his hand, chewing dried fish with relish.

How do you look at that posture of lazily arching her head under the sun... why doesn't it seem like she's shutting herself up.

It's like enjoying life.

Hehe, this kid was dead in the daytime last night, and he has figured it out completely this night?

Tsing Yi stared at the food bowl in his hand and looked back at Tao Xiang.

"You brought him fried fish early in the morning?"

"No, he was hungry again in the middle of the night last night. I got up and fried it for him." Taoxiang replied stupidly.

"Midnight? Hungry again?" Tsing Yi caught the key point sharply and smiled meaningfully, "You two were together last night, did you sleep?"

Taoxiang's little face turned red, and hurriedly stamped her feet: "Princess!"

tsk tsk.

Tsing Yi's eyebrows danced with a frown, but Tao Xiang was ashamed.

She has been by Tsing Yi's side for so long, and she has learned 70% of her skills, but her face is not thick enough.

In the words of Uncle Mochi.

The scumbag's face, that is the Daoguai Fortress of the city wall and a reinforcement battalion of the Yinsi Division, must have the thickness of her.

"Evil mother-in-law! Why are you bullying my Taoxiang again, you bastard!"

Si Chen's ears perked up, and when he heard the wind, he picked up the food bowl and roared.

Tsing Yi walked over lazily, touching her stomach with one hand and supporting her waist with the other. Obviously, her waist was too slender to hold, and she was stunned to get out of the posture of being pregnant for ten months.

She stroked her belly with her orchid finger.

Sichen looked at her pretentious posture, and grinned in disgust, "You got **** stuck in your intestines?"

Just now he looked at the virtue of her walking, as if a thousand-year-old Xiang could not pull it out from his stomach.

The wicked mother-in-law stared at her and patted her belly, "Son! Cut him for the mother-in-law!"

The voice just fell.

"what--"

The minister screamed, and there was a red slap print on his forehead.

The imprint the size of the baby's palm appeared on his forehead, as if it had been stamped, looking at Nottedo funny.

Si Chen slapped this slap with gold stars in his eyes, and stepped back a few steps, feeling that his mind was shaking.

He touched his forehead and called out, "What is hitting me! Ah—"

The skin of the mouth was slapped again, and it was directly swollen.

Si Chen covered his mouth and looked at Tsing Yi in horror: "Evil mother-in-law, what kind of magic art have you practiced!"

Tsing Yi raised his eyebrows, which was called a proud: "Tong Zi Gong!"

What's in her stomach is a treasure, tsk, sure enough, the baby is her mother's sweet little padded jacket, don't be too happy!

Sichen glared at her, thinking, you wicked **** will fool you when you open your mouth.

You're the only one who practiced the boy's kung fu!

You are all women, okay?

Taoxiang was afraid that Sichen, this stupid cat, would continue to seek death, so she quickly pulled him aside to purr and bite his ears, and saw that Sichen's face changed.

Wearing two bright red slap prints, he stared at Tsing Yi's stomach with complicated eyes.

Immortal board board yo, worthy of this evil woman's cub.

It's such a sin in the womb!

This is to come out of a little devil of the world!

Who would dare to provoke this girl in the future!

So this shadowless palm comes and goes without a trace, and there is no need to hide!

Si Chen is so angry, the small dried fish in the food bowl is no longer fragrant!

"Come on, go and talk to the lunatic in the house."

The wicked woman raised her proud little chin, and continued to walk in with her tenth-pregnancy-like steps.

Tsk tsk, that hypocritical gesture...

He was stunned to mash Sichen's original heavy and nervous mood, leaving only disgust and gnashing of teeth.

Cangshu is a fart!

There is absolutely no such irritating mother-in-law and the little cub in her stomach, okay?

He kicked open the house door, the wicked woman yawned and stepped into the threshold, raised her eyebrows and looked at the light prison, and let out a coquettish hum of disgust:

"Hey, it's so dirty, why is this stuff so ignorant?"

Cang Zhu looks really indecent at the moment.

Needless to say, his clothes were tattered, and there were several large dark holes in his body. There was no blood flowing in the holes, but some yellow pus remained, which looked particularly disgusting.

Fortunately, Tsing Yi has no morning sickness reaction today.

The long-lost light pierced in, Cang Zhu narrowed his eyes, his body that had been paralyzed on the ground like a corpse moved, and he sat up on the ground.

Tsing Yi looked at him condescendingly, and sat back, sitting directly on the chair that Taoxiang and Danxue brought over, watching Erlang's legs staring at him indifferently.

Si Chen stood beside Tsing Yi, surprisingly calm, not at all the violent and out of control he had when he met with Cang Zhu alone last time.

Cang Zhu's eyes lingered on Si Chen for a while, as if he was a little surprised, he suddenly laughed, his voice low and hoarse.

"It seems that I'm still out of sight. It's not that you haven't grown up over the years."

Sichen hooked his lips mockingly, "Don't talk nonsense, you are a trapped beast in a cage now, and you can't get out of the storm."

Cang Zhu was silent for a while, and then his eyes moved to Tsing Yi's face.

"I can save Qiu Yu on one condition."

Zixiao and Mochi also came along this time. After hearing this, Old Bangchui couldn't hold back a little. He was about to go in, but was stopped by Mochi.

"Little worm, you..."

Mochi tilted his head to look at him and shook his head, "You go in, it's just causing trouble."

Zi Xiao gritted her teeth and could only resist the urge to watch the movement in the house outside the door.

Tsing Yi's face didn't change, "What conditions?"

"Let the minister inherit Wu Peng's inheritance."

Cang Zhu coughed twice, spit out some yellowish pus from his mouth, and grinned, looking disgusting and terrifying.

"My body won't last long, and the method of splitting my soul consumes a lot of money, and it's impossible to do it with my current situation.

Only by passing on the power of Wu Peng to the minister and letting him execute this method can he save your little guard. "

Tsing Yi looked at him with deep eyes, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips.

"You hid under the Eternal Life Sect for so long, and you suddenly exposed yourself just to pass on Wu Peng to the minister?"

"Cangzhu, are you stupid to be an old lady? Even knowing that your inheritance has ghosts, will the minister promise you?"

"Don't you want to save your little guard?" Cang Zhu stared at Tsing Yi.

"That Qiu Yu is the future son-in-law of the **** Zixiao, and that old guy Zixiao has done his best for you and Beiyin?"

"His end is coming, and he's not far from death! Helianda is the only daughter left. If he knew that you had a chance to save Qiu Yu, but refused to do it, would he forgive you?"

Cang Zhu said, Jie Jie laughed and looked out the door.

"God Zixiao, don't you think so?"

[Author's digression]: Chapter 5 today, asking for votes