In the face of Jiang Ziwen's deep concern, lingshang xiaoniaoyi is buried in his arms and shakes his head lightly.
"It's OK."
"What she said was terrible. Are you all right?"
Jiang Ziwen did not seem to be at ease, patiently asked again.
"I'm sure there will be, but it will be over in a while."
Jiang Ziwen wrung his eyebrows, and his eyes were as terrible as a tyrant. He put the cigarette in his mouth and held lingshang in his arms. He was very precious. "I will ask the emperor for an explanation on this matter! Holy sky, you wait
Jiang Ziwen faces LINGJI and Gongsi Yu.
"I'm not in the mood to eat. I'll take shang'er back and get together another day."
Gong Si Yu nodded, did not detain, "um."
Spirit crafty stretch out his hand, doting pinch the small face of Ling Shang, "go."
However, with sharp eyes, she found that shang'er's face was not good-looking. She quickly told Jiang Ziwen, "she seems to be uncomfortable. You should pay attention to it when you go back."
When Jiang Ziwen heard the speech, he twisted his eyebrows, drooped his eyes, and his jaw touched lingshang's forehead. It was cold and cold, but there was sweat.
"What's the matter with you?"
"It's OK. It's just a little tired."
In the face of his mother being beaten, Lingyuan looked on coldly.
Lingyuan understood that it was her mother who had done too much, and that she was to blame herself.
Soon, the God Emperor Lingtian learned that shengxiao had injured the ghost commander of the underworld and forced him to do something. He also broke into the house of Linggui and made a lot of mischief. He was furious and sent his magic soldiers to take shengxiao away by force.
The storm subsided for a while.
The atmosphere at home gradually returned to peace.
It's just because Jiang Ziwen has gone back with lingshang, which is somewhat regretful.
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the underworld.
Jiang Ziwen went back to the palace with lingshang.
The ghost soldiers passing by are very poor. They have already seen the strange things.
As is known to all in the underworld, it is no surprise that the princess is the life of King Jiang.
Jiang Ziwen is worried about his mental distress.
Because every time someone chews his tongue behind his back, or when lingshang hears something hurtful to others, he will feel sad secretly and sulk for a long time. He won't tell him anything but hold back.
"Don't worry about the gossipy words of shengxiao, do you know?"
All the way back to the palace, lingshang was held by Jiang Ziwen, and a small circle was drawn on his chest with his fingertips.
"Good."
Jiang Ziwen heart mentioned, because lingshang only returned a word, this is abnormal performance.
"Tell me what's wrong with you."
Lingshang pillowed Jiang Ziwen's broad shoulders, full of security, and surrounded his neck. He thought carefully, but he didn't want to worry Jiang Ziwen. He said honestly: "I'm tired, a little dizzy and flustered. When I went to my sister's house in the morning, I felt like I didn't have a good rest last night..."
Last night
Jiang Ziwen's eyes were closed.
Last night, he "tossed" the spirit war night, the collapse did not stop, is he too much.
"My fault."
After returning to the palace, Jiang Ziwen ordered the ghost servant to summon Huaqing from the Shenyi Bureau of the underworld department.
Beside the bed, Jiang Ziwen looked at the lingshang lying on the couch. His face became more and more ugly, and his heart was inexplicably raised.
"War son?"
Jiang Ziwen sat down beside the bed, picked up lingshang and held him in his arms. He kept wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead.
"I'm ok. Just have a rest."
Lingshang felt Jiang Ziwen's worry, holding Jiang Ziwen's big palm in both hands and kicking in his arms.
Before long, Huaqing came under the guidance of the ghost servant.
After the routine greeting, Jiang Ziwen's face was cold and his eyes were dignified and he called Hua Qing to his side.
"Feel the pulse for the princess!"
"Yes! King Chiang
Hua Qing went to the bed respectfully and took pulse diagnosis.
Can be a long time, Huaqing complexion complex, frown.
"This..."
"How about shang'er?" Jiang Ziwen held the half asleep man in his arms and asked anxiously.
"I'd like to report to your highness King Jiang. The princess's pulse is floating and seems to be in a virtual state, but it's not completely. I guess that the princess and empress are gods. I've only treated mortals and ghosts, but I've never seen such a situation. Why don't you report to the divine world as soon as possible and let them send people to check it?"
Jiang Ziwen was in a state of mind and jet lag to the extreme.
The meaning of Huaqing's words is very obvious. The problem is serious. We have to invite people from the divine world. Shanger is indeed a divine body, which is not something that can be seen by Huaqing.
Half an hour later.
Knowing that lingshang was ill, Qing Yaoji, the pregnant beauty God, came in a hurry with the God of medicine.
As soon as she entered Jiang Ziwen's palace, the Qing yao ji was pregnant and worried about her children, so she entered the palace.
"Jiang Ziwen! How do you take care of shang'er? How can a good man say that he is ill when he is ill, but he is a Protoss
Qing yao ji looks like a teacher and a criminal, and her beautiful eyes glare at Jiang Ziwen."My fault is my negligence." Jiang Ziwen's eyes were closed and his attitude was excellent.
"Mother Don't hurt him
Being held in his arms by Jiang Ziwen, lingshang reaches out and gently tugs at Qingyao Ji's Fairy skirt.
The God of medicine squatted down by the bed and said, "please release the princess."
Jiang Ziwen did, put lingshang on the bed, and then walked away.
But as he turned around, his hand was grabbed.
Lingshang's voice was weak and helpless:
"Lao Jiang Lying with chest tightness I feel bad... "
Jiang Ziwen's heart, the whole all pulled up, he turned back, low eyes.
Hearing Lingyuan say again: "you hold..."
The war spirit can't be worse than the spirit of war, and then he can't even ask the spirit of the bed.
"You must not frighten me."
It was the first time that lingshang married him for such a long time.
It is impossible to say that you are not afraid.
The God of medicine had no choice but to stand up, avoid Jiang Ziwen, and inject a pure spiritual power into lingshang's body.
All of a sudden, the God of medicine looked at Qing Yaoji in shock.
"Empress Dowager! Great joy
Qing yao ji was stunned, and her beautiful face began to smile. "Have you got it?"
"Yes The medicine God regained his spiritual power. "It's just that the netherworld is full of Yin Qi. After pregnancy, both the mother and the fetus are not suitable to stay here. Therefore, they will be weak. In the early pregnancy of the protoss, they will be weakened. In addition, they are in the underworld. This is not surprising."
Lingshang leaned in Jiang Ziwen's arms and listened to others talking.
He heard "have", beautiful eyes suddenly opened, ecstatic looking at his mother, "mother! Do you mean that my dream of sight has come true
"What about that?" Qing Yaoji smiles gently, then snorts, glances at Jiang Ziwen, "Congratulations, to be a father."
However, the Qing yao ji's words fell and her face stiffened.
"But the Yin Qi of the underworld will make Shanger weak. This child has to go back to the divine world to raise her baby with me. She can't stay here."
A listen to want to separate from Jiang Ziwen, lingshang clings to Jiang Ziwen, not loose.
"I don't want to. I don't want to be separated from him. I can't do without Lao Jiang."
"Don't be capricious. The protoss need pure aura to nourish during pregnancy. There is no such thing in the underworld."
Spirit Shang see Jiang Ziwen do not speak, anxious, "you pour to say something ah, you are willing me to leave?"
Jiang Ziwen sighed, surprised, but not used to it, murmured: "how can I give up?"
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