Chapter 894

"Hanbao!"

Imperial capital, calendar garden.

Yan Zhengling slowly woke up, but somehow she felt that her body was so soft and soft. It's like floating in the clouds, stepping on the soft clouds, completely weightless.

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Zhengling opened his dim eyes and strayed the empty bedroom.

Vaguely, the smell of disinfection water seems to smell between the nose.

With a bowl of porridge in his hand, he carefully blew it and handed it to her mouth.

"Porridge." His voice was hoarse, as if the vocal cords of a crying man were affected. It is also like the voice that people who have a bad rest suddenly send out, some distortion.

"What's wrong with me?" She asked.

Exit, only to find that her voice is so low that you can hardly hear it.

Lord Zhan approached her and arranged a wisp of hair on her forehead. Soft voice way: "you eat something first. To have the strength to speak. "

She opened her mouth obediently.

He fed her one by one, gentle and considerate, just like taking care of her when he was young.

Her eyes were wet, but she kept the tears from falling.

"Cry if you want." Said the warlord.

Yan Zhengling whispered, "why should I cry?" The tone was obstinate.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, she was sweating.

She is too weak.

I just had induced labor.

It takes a few days of meditation.

He didn't want to accompany her for a few days. Because once she knew he had taken her baby, she would hate him.

And their fate in this world. It's time to end.

Yan Zhengling suddenly twists and turns and looks at the warlord in embarrassment.

She was in a hurry.

She tried to get up, but found she couldn't move at all.

I want to ask Zhan hanjue for help, but I'm sorry to speak.

"Do you want to go to the bathroom?" Asked Lord Zhan.

Yan Zhengling cried, "master Zhan, can you call the nanny to help me?"

Zhan hanjue wanted to smile and said quietly, "there are only me and you at home."

Yan Zhengling:...

Shuangtong stares at the ceiling and ends his chat with Lord Zhan.

"Can I help you?" Lord Zhan had to offer help.

Yan Zheng Ling looked at him pitifully, "can you pull me up?"

Han Han Jue stretched out his hand. Yan Zhengling raised his hand with difficulty. When he thought of it, he found another hand passing through her back and gently held her up.

Then I went to the bathroom.

With his help, she solved the problem.

But she was so ashamed that she blushed like a monkey's ass.

Seeing the flush on her face, Han Jue was slightly relieved, "your face is red."

"Thank you," said Yan Zheng Ling, coyly

"For the sake of serving me so hard yesterday, I'm very happy to serve you," he said

Yan Zhengling: "a vulgar scholar."

Zhan hanjue: "......

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