Ji Qingxue ate less and less recently. Maybe the bigger the month, the worse his appetite.

She had nothing to do with herself, but she tossed nangongyan badly.

It's the first time to be a father and mother without much experience. Someone in the military camp comforted Nangong Yan: "it's normal for the prince and princess to look like this now. It's good to survive this period of time."

Although he said so, the dark blue under nangongyan's eyes is getting deeper and deeper day by day. It seems that he didn't sleep well at night and often has insomnia.

Ji Lin is quite satisfied with the reaction of nangongyan.

When Hua minrou first became pregnant, the first three months also made him miserable. The joy of being a father at the beginning is among them.

It can also be seen that nangongyan attaches importance to his daughter.

Nangong Yan was forced to do nothing by her, so she had to ask the woman who had given birth to a child for advice. What should be done about the severe vomiting in the first three months of pregnancy.

The people who learned about this were so surprised that their chin was almost falling off. The wise and powerful king in their eyes would ask Yu Zun for advice.

But I really gave him some tips. Nangong Yan frowned and listened to it.

Ji Qingxue found Nangong Yan in the kitchen.

At the moment, the frightening Prince Rui is cooking with a spatula.

The fragrance constantly eroded Ji Qingxue's nerves and made her salivate.

"What are you doing?"

Nangong Yan replied expressionless, "sauce eight treasures."

This dish is not very complicated. It tastes slightly sour. It is a very appetizing dish and is more suitable for pregnant women.

Soon, a delicious sauce Babao was brought to the table by Nangong Yan.

"For me?" Ji Qingxue said with a smile.

Nangong Yan frowns. Isn't this a well-known question? Who else can I do it to besides her?

However, Nangong Yan agreed with a good temper: "well."

Ji Qingxue said sweetly: "have you ever heard of a gentleman cooking far away?"

Nangong Yan replied very neatly, "I'm not a gentleman."

Ji Qingxue covered her mouth and smiled. Nangong Yan put vegetables in her bowl: "don't laugh. It's cold if you don't eat this dish again."

She has lost weight recently. Nangong Yan is in his eyes and hurts in his heart.

Ji Qingxue's bowl was soon piled into a hill. Ji Qingxue couldn't help saying, "you should feed pigs and clip so many for me."

Nangong Yan ignored her and didn't stop the action of holding vegetables in his hand. He just said, "you're thin."

Ji Qingxue rolled her eyes silently. The new year is coming. People who grow fat will suffer.

Ji Qingxue began to be a demon again.

After that day, Ji Qingxue was not interested in the food cooked by others except Nangong Yan. At most, he gave face and didn't eat it after two bites.

Ronshen couldn't help but Tucao: "you can make complaints about this, too, little master."

Ji Qingxue retorted, "you don't even have a daughter-in-law. What do you know?"

Rong Sheng immediately felt that his chest was severely hit by a big hammer.

Little master, I don't want to attack you personally.

Ji Qingxue doesn't care about him. He just looks at Nangong Yan who massages him with a smile and says, "right?"

Nangong Yan always hung his head and finally slowly spit out a word: "HMM."

Ah Xue likes to eat. He just makes it. He knows that Ji Qingxue is changing his way. He is relying on him. He is too happy. How can he dislike him?

One lazy afternoon, Nangong Yan accompanied Ji Qingxue for a walk in the street.

Ji Qingxue's sleepiness hasn't changed when she comes to Qingqu city. It's rare that she wants to go out for a walk. Of course, Nangong Yan should accompany her all the way.

In the teahouse, the storyteller is talking and drawing, talking about the battle between nangongyan and Xiongnu.

Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue sat in the corner, listening quietly.

"At that time, hundreds of thousands of Xiongnu troops came to the city, and there was a great gap between the enemy and ourselves. Without saying a word, the king asked general ye to escort the people in the city away. Then he left alone and fought with the rest of the soldiers to protect the city. This is not heroic or heroic!"

When it comes to the teahouse, the listeners clap their hands and applaud. Ji Qingxue glances at Nangong Yan.

The look in her eyes seemed to say "look, I give you coquettish". Ji Qingxue was very depressed. At least she made a contribution. Why didn't the storyteller say she.

The storyteller just took a breath and then said, "when it comes to the wise and powerful prince, we have to say that the gorgeous Princess beside him is comparable to him."

This just started. Ji Qingxue couldn't help grasping Nangong Yan's arm: "you hear me? He's talking about me!"

Nangong Yan laughed and conveniently fed her a mouthful of cake: "yes, my gorgeous princess."

Not far from them, Sima Jingxuan's eyes became deeper and deeper. After all, he couldn't restrain his thoughts. He ran all the way from Weiguo, killing three fast horses before he arrived at Qingqu city.

But let him see such a scene, they are very loving, like an ordinary couple listening to books in a teahouse.

Sima Jing's hanging hand was more and more tightly held. He should be the one sitting next to her.

Sima Jingxuan didn't come forward to say hello, but stumbled out of the teahouse.

Sima Jingxuan seldom let himself be like this, but there was still an indelible loneliness in his eyes.

She has children. Even if he didn't want to admit it, Sima Jingxuan was in a trance at the moment when he met them in the teahouse. He felt that he couldn't get in between them.

He became a complete outsider.

Qingxue, I'm just a little late. You're really someone else's.

Sima Jing walked aimlessly in the street. When he passed a dark lane, several strong men jumped out and stopped him.

"Stop and give me your money!" one of them said fiercely, "otherwise, I can't guarantee that your head will be all right."

Sima Jing raised his eyes and looked at the people in front of him. His eyes showed a bloodthirsty look.

Sima Jing pulled off his wallet and said coldly, "if you want money, take it yourself."

Those people looked at the heavy money bag hung by Sima Jing, which seemed to contain a lot of silver. Their eyes showed a greedy look and almost rushed over.

For a long time, Sima Jing left the dark lane safely, but his robe was stained with blood.

Sima Jing licked the blood on his hands and sneered at the corners of his mouth. Even if you become someone else's wife and have someone else's children, you can't get rid of me in your life.

Sima Jingxuan left. In the dark lane behind him, there were several corpses, and their deaths were very miserable.

I can only blame them for their bad life. They met Sima Jingxuan.

Sima Jingxuan plans to live in Qingqu city. The future is long. He believes he will always win back Ji Qingxue's heart.

As everyone knows, some people miss it.

Now that you have missed it, you should no longer hold on to it, otherwise the pain will only be yourself.