Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

Meng Eqi quickly grabbed his fingers, and all trembling with his body. She couldn't speak, she could only hold Sheng Jiayan's hand tightly, and kept nodding.

In fact, in this matter of pregnancy, Meng Eqi thought that the human flesh is gone, so the child should also follow. But when she returned to the prefecture, there was a mist of white mist in her belly in Guilang.

Because it is temporarily impossible to confirm whether it is a spirit fetus, Guilangzhong let Meng Eqi first assume that she is pregnant and live a normal life.

If it is really a spirit foetus, some can be gestated in the mother for a hundred years, and some can be landed in a few months. So Meng Xuqi didn't know what this group was in her belly, anyway, Gui Langzhong let her be pregnant first, then she was pregnant!

She thought so, but Sheng Jiayan looked at her and nodded, and her eyes were smiling like flying dust, as if stars were lined up in his eyes, he hugged Meng Eqi: "Can I be born over there? Treat me Dead, are the children very old? Then I have to hurry up..."

Before waiting for him to finish, Meng Eqi quickly held his mouth, and he was not allowed to go down.

You must know that there is a **** who raises his head three feet. If he comes out, it is a karma, and the **** will be taken seriously.

Afterwards, Sheng Jiayan was afraid of hurting the child, and seemed to be afraid of taking away Meng Eqi's soul. His movements were very gentle and took her to sleep all night. Meng Haoqi thought of a heart that he could find a way to get out of, so he gradually sank again. She suddenly didn't want to leave.

Maybe... maybe after seven days, then go back, there will be nothing wrong?

The softness of Meng Eqi's heart seemed to melt away the hard ice spring water, flowing slowly and gurgling away.

Sheng Jiayan woke up as it got brighter. He felt that the person in his arms slept with his back to him. Although he didn't breathe, it was very cold, but he knew this was Meng Eqi's return. He still can't believe it until now. He always felt that the joy of last night may soon become a dream bubble.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and squeezed Meng's palm tightly.

Meng Haoqi seemed to be slightly aware of the sound of his sleep, and he rolled over with two hums and rubbed Sheng Jiayan's waist twice, as if he didn't mean to wake up.

Sheng Jiayan chuckled with satisfaction and dropped a hot and humid kiss on Meng's forehead.

After a while, Meng Eqi finally woke up.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the light in the room, frowned slightly, and blocked her eyes with her back.

When Sheng Jiayan saw this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and commanded the waiter who was waiting outside: "Go find some black cloth and come and cover the room with me. If you reveal a little light, you are the only one ask."

Not long after, I saw a dozen guards holding black cloth in a circle on the window paper, and even thick black cloth curtains hung even when going out. The interior was dark for a moment, and only the night pearl on the head of the bed exuded a bright white luster.

Sheng Jiayan caressed her forehead lovingly and coaxed Meng Eqin: "So you are not afraid? Now I am here to keep you with you, even if it lasts for a long time, I will not be tired."

The two of them were tired and crooked inside the house. Sheng Jiayan's bodyguard outside looked at each other, and they both saw the word ridiculous in each other's eyes.

Nowadays, people in the world who don’t know that Changxin Hou is obsessed with a female ghost, **** lingering with the female ghost in the room, almost without leaving the cabinet, guarding. Even the Chaotang did not go, so the emperor was very worried and sent several waves of people to ask.

The four days passed quickly. If it was not because of a major incident at the border, the emperor was anxious to personally come to Changxin Hou Mansion and ask Sheng Jiayan to come forward to solve it. Otherwise, Sheng Jiayan would never leave Meng Haqi.

But he had to go into the palace, and he didn't know how long he had to deal with the affairs in the palace. When he stayed alone in the cabinet, he was always worried. So he decided to take Meng Eqi with him and accompany him into the palace.

At that time, Sheng Jiayan gave a slight high-five, and several maids came in holding the dress ring.

Meng Wanqi sat in front of the mirror and saw in the mirror that the hand of the maid holding the clothes shook slightly.

Yes, I am already a ghost. In their eyes, it must be terrible?

Sheng Jiayan, a partial student, is still so precious to himself that it is really difficult for him.

This group of maids prevented Sheng Jiayan from staring at her, and had to daringly come forward to dress up Meng Eqi. Meng Eqi's skin was not quite right, and even the skin on her cheeks seemed to be a thin layer. They were afraid that she would apply a little force when rubbing rouge, so they rubbed her cheeks together.

Seeing that they were really embarrassed, Meng Wanqi shook her head at Sheng Jiayan and motioned to let the girls go out.

Sheng Jiayan glanced coldly at this group of maidservants: "Dressing your wife is your blessing. If anyone is dissatisfied, I will send someone to Yincao Difu and go to accompany his wife!"

His words really shocked the group of maids, and they bowed their heads and said they did not dare.

The hands of the maids were extremely clever. Meng Eqiu spotted a goose yellow pear flower in the forehead. The color was delicate and bright, which infused her lifeless face with a touch of vitality. She used Xiangdai to paint her eyebrows and applied a thin layer of rouge on her cheeks. The strands of pearl hairpins in the hair are not as bright as the eyes of Meng Erqi.

The maid replaced Meng Qiqi with an embroidered hibiscus and red silk tube top. With her hands spread out, the two maids picked up a white crane, red cloud and fancy color shirt to cover her.

Finally, the maid puts bright lipstick on her lips. Meng Eqi's appearance now looks like a living person.

Sheng Jiayan cherishes her in her arms and drops a kiss like a dragonfly on Meng's freshly painted lips. Meng's eyes are as bright as stars, with a touch of shame.

The two of them were in concubine's concubine's favor, and the maids who followed followed their scalp exploded.

Hou Ye should have kissed the ghost...

In the past few days, there have always been rumors that Hou Ye was lost in the mind by the female ghost. They looked at Meng Eqi, who was shrinking in Changxin Hou Huai. She is stunningly beautiful, even if it is a ghost, it is easy to make a man fall in love at first sight.

Perhaps this is why Hou Ye is fascinated by this?

Sheng Jiayan stopped a black lacquered sedan at the door of the room. He pulled the curtain open and let Meng Eqiu sit in, and then went in by himself.

There was no light in the sedan covered by the black cloth. Sheng Jiayan pinched Meng Qiqi's fingertips and put a soft kiss on the lips.

Then he looked at Meng's long hair around his waist and joked: "It turned out to be a ghost, and the hair will be long. Your hair is really much longer than before you left me."

Meng Yuqi slightly stunned, nodded slowly.

Sheng Jiayan touched her smooth hair and asked, "You have seen the king? How is he treating you, not fierce? Why would you let you go back to the world?"

Meng Haoqi quickly raised his eyelids and looked at Sheng Jiayan, who was still in the middle of the valley, and nodded in conscience.

If the real His Majesty King knew that she not only secretly turned into a ray of soul to come to the world in private, but also lingered in the world, Meng Eqi must be punished.

The sedan soon arrived in the palace, because Sheng Jiayan's special status, the emperor allowed him to take the sedan to Qianyuan Hall.

Rao Shimengqiu had been covered by Sheng Jiayan with a hood, and the black cloth isolated her from the sun, but the palace was where the real dragon was right, and Mengqiqi felt sulky and depressed as soon as he arrived here. She relaxes slowly and adjusts her discomfort.

Even though she is a priest, she is nothing but a ghost.

Sheng Jiayan sent ten bodyguards to follow Meng Eqi, he touched her hair and said: "Wait here for me, go around when you are bored, you are familiar with the palace, but don't go too far."

Meng Eqin nodded cleverly and took the bodyguard to the Royal Garden not far away.

Sheng Jiayan saw her obediently admiring flowers among the flowers, and she was relieved in her heart. She squeezed the wooden man with the red thread in her sleeve and turned to walk to the Qianyuan Hall.

When Sheng Jiayan's gaze left, Meng Eqiu slightly frowned, his face revealing a discomfort.

The sun is too big, and the dragon's spirit is deep, and Meng Eqi can't stand it.

She walked forward, looking for a shaded place to avoid the sun, and the group of guards followed her in unison.

While walking, Meng's senses suddenly realized that there was a place around her that made her very relaxed. Meng Eqi walked along the feeling, the closer to that place, the more the depression of the heart was eliminated.

When she reached the roots that made her relaxed, Meng Eqi stopped and looked up.

Qin'an Temple.

Actually came here.

The Emperor Zhenwu was enshrined in the Qin'an Hall, and it was considered an old acquaintance of Meng Erqi. So Meng Hao turned around and waved to the guards, beckoning them to stay outside and wait, and went in to incense the gods and Buddha.

The guards looked at each other, thinking about whether to follow up. But they could see Meng Eqen kneeling on the futon to burn incense, closing her eyes and not knowing what to read, so the guards did not follow up, only waiting outside.

At the same time, there is a trace of doubt in their hearts, isn't this a female ghost? How come you are not afraid of seeing the full Buddha statue?

In their eyes, Meng Eqi still knelt on the futon. In fact, her soul consciousness had already flown out of the control of puppets, flew to Jiuzhong, and landed in the palace of Emperor Zhenwu.

As soon as the light and shadow changed in front of him, Meng Eqi saw that he was no longer in Qin'an Temple, and he knew he was invited here.

So she looked up and looked at the white shadow behind the curtain, saying: "Respect, long time no see."

"Yes, Meng Po, why do you have to commit something every time I see you?" The young voice of Emperor Zhenwu came from behind the scenes.

Meng Wanqi slightly pursed her lips: "Last time I did something wrong, you punished me for being robbed. I was wrong again this time. How do you plan to punish me."

Emperor Zhenwu laughed twice: "Others are so serious. Anyway, I am acquainted with Yan Luo."

His voice changed: "But you privately split a soul to stay on the earth, and he used magic to bind your soul. He has no memory to remember. As a bureaucrat, you will not know that evil spirits lock the soul is a big crime. ? Such a note has already been recorded by the Duty Star Officer, and he will be punished accordingly when he returns to the prefecture."