While the two men and women were fighting fiercely in the restaurant, Chonglian locked the door in Marquis Anning's house with his clothes in his pocket.
She crushed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her clothes, soaked it in water, poured it into corn paste, then smashed all the food to the ground and mixed it into a ball, completely destroying the evidence of fraud.
She didn't know that Han Jiyun had no intention of calling a doctor for her, he wanted her to bleed profusely to avoid being completely clean.
But she knew that the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake would have to be at least worse than the original owner in the palace, so that she could really hide it from Han Jiyun.
When it was time to save her life, she took out her handbag and said very sincerely: "Long live my emperor!"
It is dangerous to follow Huo Shang, but she will give you whatever you ask for. No matter how rare the materials are, as long as she asks, she will definitely have them all prepared.
The dog emperor has many advantages, but dog men are full of flaws and deserve retribution——
Just as he deceived his original owner, he was also deceived and tried his best to raise children for others.
She half-closed her eyes, and her cinnabar brush strokes were drawn naturally and mysteriously.
After she finished writing what she needed, she made a finger gesture, clamped the talisman between two fingers, whispered in her mouth, and her right hand shook.
Talisman seals ignite spontaneously without fire.
After a while, gusts of cold wind blew through, and the entire An Ninghou Mansion became several degrees colder to the naked eye.
Disembodied gray shadows floated in from outside the house. Chonglian was the only one in the house, but it seemed extremely crowded.
Chonglian clasped her fingers together, her fair and noble face full of tenderness:
"Excuse me, I would like to invite a resentful soul who died in miscarriage or dystocia to come to my body. After the event is completed, I will present you with incense made by my own hands, and I will also give you a recommended place to be reincarnated and jump in the queue."
As she spoke, she generously lit an incense stick that she had twisted.
The ghosts boiled instantly, and they raised their necks and sucked hard. After they finished sucking, they suddenly stared at Chonglian, staring at Chonglian with completely black eyeballs, and rushed towards him with teeth and claws.
Chonglian sighed: "It's really useless if you don't fight."
Her charming peach blossom eyes suddenly became cold, and the seal talisman spontaneously ignited without fire.
boom--
It's snowing in winter, and there shouldn't be thunderstorms, but the sky above An Ninghou Mansion is filled with dark clouds and thunderstorms.
Chonglian's Five Thunder Talisman blasted away all the ghosts and howls, and their hands, feet, heads, and eyes shattered all over the floor.
She looked at the timid ghosts, put on a gentle and tolerant expression, and asked again:
"I sincerely invite a ghost sister who died in miscarriage to be naked, is there anyone? If not, I would be angry."
The ghosts who were thrown to the ground were trembling, crying and begging for mercy.
A delicate ghost carefully turned its head 180 degrees and forced a smile: "Ancestor, do you think I can do it?"
Chonglian saw that she was beautiful and her eyes were gentle: "Come here and let me take a look."
The slender ghost figure did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly closed its broken belly, and crawled obediently to Chonglian's feet. Its black and blue face twisted desperately, trying to force out a cute smile.
Chonglian pinched her chin and looked around: "How did you die?"
When the cause of death was mentioned, the ghost's black hair suddenly became flamboyant, and his dark eyes turned red.
Chonglian grabbed her hair and lifted it up: "How did you die?"
The ghost was in pain, and his mind returned instantly: "My name is Jin Qiu Shuang. My husband is lustful and I have countless concubines. If I don't exercise restraint and hurt my body, I have this child in my belly."
His doting concubine cousin broke my head and couldn't cure it. His mother said that I was eight months old and might be able to live after being cut open, so she cut me alive. "
Chonglian touched her hair with pity: "Has the child been saved?"
Jin Qiushuang waved, and a small black shadow rolled over and landed on her lap. His head, half of his face missing, was tilted and he looked at Chonglian with one eye in fear.
Chonglian sighed, looked around, pushed the ghost blocking the way with his foot, picked up half of his little face from the ground, and buckled it up with the kid.
She pressed the kid's head that was about to burst open and smiled pitifully at Jin Qiu Shuang: "It's up to you, fuck me. I'll tell you how to do it, and you just let go of the show."
Jin Qiu Shuang looked at her belly with some fear, her body became transparent.
Chonglian touched her face gently: "Don't be afraid, I've covered myself up, my belly won't burn you to death."
After a pause, she looked at the baby in her hand: "You come too."
How many men say that when their wives give birth, they lose interest and are even more incapable of getting up.
She gave Han Jiyun a special session that would make him dizzy and soft like ramen when he thought of a woman's legs.
After inviting Jin Qiu Shuang to his upper body, Chong Lian sent the ghosts away and was wrapped tightly in bed by herself.
Jin Qiushuang's ghostly energy condensed around her, changing the magnetic field around her, and gradually brewing a terrifying scene.
When the ghost energy touched the seal on Chonglian's lower abdomen, Huo Shang's heart suddenly palpitated in the palace, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone out of the corner of his eye.
"Biyu! Why didn't you leave the palace with Chong?"
Before she could reply, Huo Shang already frowned and said in a deep voice: "Leave the palace immediately and stay by Chong's side."
Biyu quickly agreed and hurried out of the palace.
At the same time, Han Jiyun completed his eighth big business, and everyone on the bed thought he hadn't started yet.
He bit the other person's throat fiercely. This action usually excites him. Today, his face was ashen and his lower body was ashen as well.
The woman couldn't scream anymore, so she pushed him away impatiently: "What's the matter with you?"
His eyes touched his face, which became more handsome after adding the mole between his eyebrows, and his expression softened slightly, and he said softly: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Han Jiyun stared at her: "What did the Queen Mother do to me?"
The other party said displeasedly: "You are asking me to blame. I haven't scolded you for living with the Chong family in the palace..."
Before she finished speaking, Han Jiyun suddenly stood up, put on his clothes with a cold face and left, as if his dead father was eager to bury him.
"Han Jiyun, what are you doing?!"
But Han Jiyun didn't care about him at all. He pushed her away and almost tripped when he went out, but he had no time to care and rushed outside.
His mind was filled with Chonglian's words.
He was destined to have only one son.
Only one son!
One son!
If he can't survive from now on, the fun with Chonglian last night is his only chance in this life!
No!
doctor!
Call the doctor immediately!
Halfway there, he suddenly turned around and rushed to the most specialized hospital in gynecology and obstetrics in the capital. With a look of madness on his face, he grabbed the old doctor inside and ran all the way into the house.
At the same time, Biyu arrived at the gate of Anninghou Mansion.
"boom!"
Han Jiyun broke through the door and entered.
The first thing he smelled when he entered the door was the strong smell of blood, and an ominous premonition rushed into his heart.
"Lian, Lianlian!"
He yelled and rushed to the inner room, feeling so genuinely worried for the first time that something had happened to his wife.
When he saw the scene in the room clearly, his whole body froze.
"No! Lianlian!!!"
