Chapter 1630 Why is it so difficult to do something?

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The golden dragon phase on the back was shining brighter and brighter, but something felt wrong.

An Yi turned Feng Qingchen over again.

The medicine box was on Bai Hu's back. She didn't have a stethoscope, so she could only lie on his chest and listen to the man's heartbeat.

Feng Qingchen stretched out her slender arms and hugged An Yi's slender waist.

The man's heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

Anyi raised her eyes and looked at him: "How can I check your body like this?"

"I'm really fine. On the contrary, I feel that my blood is much smoother than before!" Feng Qingchen sighed and said, "That old woman still doesn't know her origins, so don't let her fool you!"

"Amu is the last princess of the former Liuzhu Kingdom. It is said that this underground palace was built in order to practice the art of immortality. That woman is Amu's only daughter!" Suddenly, Pulao's voice sounded coolly on the roof. .

"Didn't you go after Taotie?" Feng Qingchen pulled the quilt over her body and shouted in a deep voice.

Pulao remained silent again.

"She said that the man with a clear connection is not Tian Qing, so who is it?" An Yi asked in a low voice. But she couldn't care about it at the moment. What she was worried about now was Feng Qingchen's body.

But this time she couldn't see anything strange about Feng Qingchen's body.

"Well, just go back and ask Tian Qing!" Feng Qingchen yawned and wrapped An Yi in a quilt, "It's getting very late, let's rest first, and we'll talk about anything tomorrow!"

"But..." An Yi was afraid that the old woman would come again.

"Don't worry, Pu Lao is guarding you!" Feng Qingchen said in a low voice.

No wonder Pulao didn't leave. It turned out that he was also worried about the old woman. Doesn't that mean that the old woman was very troublesome?

Feng Qingchen hugged An Yi and kissed her forehead, but knowing that Pulao was guarding outside, she just stopped there. It wasn't until An Yi's irritable mood slowly calmed down that they fell asleep together.

In the early morning, the laughter of the little bluebird came from outside.

Anyi stood up quickly, wondering when and how Little Lanfu went out?

"Don't worry, Pulao is here!" Feng Qingchen said lazily, still saying the same thing last night, pulling An Yi back into his arms and kissing her, "Someone is looking after our child, what are you worried about?"

An Yi was still worried, so he broke away from Feng Qingchen, put on his outer clothes and got out of bed, stood outside the door and took a look outside.

The white tiger has come back, and the little blue bird is sitting on the back of the white tiger. Pu Lao coolly stands not far away with his hands folded, looking very unconcerned, but the little blue bird can't sit still, so he quickly gets up. Before, but soon discovered that he was tricked by Little Bluewing.

Little Lanfu seemed to like Pulao's nervous look very much. He held the white tiger's ears tightly with his hands, but his little body tilted to play with Pulao.

The poor white tiger was grinning in pain, but under the intimidation of the two demon kings, he did not dare to say anything and could only remain silent as a mount.

An Yi then returned to the bed with confidence.

Feng Qingchen continued to drag her back into his arms, and suddenly pulled the quilt over to block the two of them, "Let's keep our voices down, they shouldn't be able to hear!"

Anyi was startled, shouldn't he be worried about his health now? Why...

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door: "It's time to get up, I'm hungry!"

Anyi quickly stuck his head out from the quilt.

Feng Qingchen pulled up the quilt again and said bitterly: "Ignore him, let him starve!"

After a while, I heard someone banging on the door again. Judging from the strength, it should be Bai Hu.

An Yi had no choice but to poke his head out again: "No, I'm afraid the white tiger will be hungry too!"

Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth with hatred, why was it so difficult to do something?