When he returned to the inn, Wuyou hurriedly fell asleep. He didn't even take a bite of food and almost fell asleep.
"Emperor, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Po Meng asked worriedly while holding the freshly poured hot water.
Ming Jiuye pondered for a long time before he remembered the pinch he gave during the day: "Maybe he hurt his waist." He gently pinched the corner of Wuyou's clothes and paused, "Go and wait outside."
"Yes." Mrs. Meng put down the hot water, opened the door and gently put it on.
The belt gradually opened, Ming Jiuye took a deep breath, and gently straightened Wuyou's slender waist, and a blank window as big as two fingers appeared on her waist.
The red ilium is clearly visible.
"How could it be?" He really only used a little bit of force, not even as heavy as the force she usually felt when she moved around on her own.
Worried about the beauty bones on her back, Ming Jiuye quickly raised his hand and took off his inner shirt. The red beauty bones were spreading deep into the body at an invisible speed.
"Husband... cold..."
Hearing Wuyou's cry, Ming Jiuye hurriedly responded: "Okay, my husband is preparing to change you into thick pajamas. Wait."
With one hand, he took out a fluffy pajamas out of thin air, which Zuo Yang had prepared for Wuyou earlier.
One night, Ming Jiuye did not dare to close his eyes. He was afraid that if he closed his eyes, Wuyou would completely disappear from his eyes, so that his dark blue pupils were frighteningly bloodshot.
"Husband! What did you do last night?" Wuyou, who was in a sleepy state, was suddenly frightened by this "tragic situation".
"Ahem... Madam talked in her sleep last night, which scared her husband so much that he didn't dare to sleep." Afraid that Wuyou would notice, Ming Jiuye told a white lie.
"Talking in your sleep? Are you telling ghost stories? But your husband is the master of all ghosts. Look at you, your eyeballs are bulging out." This guy obviously can't lie.
"Is it ugly?" Ming Jiuye asked nervously, frowning.
"Hmm! It's so ugly! So, hurry up and sleep a little longer, or I'll starve myself to death." Wuyou threatened the self that Ming Jiuye cared about most using the clumsiest strategy.
"Okay, I'll sleep, but Madam can't leave." After hearing this, Wuyou directly tied the plush ball around his waist with the ribbon of Ming Jiuye's gown.
"My husband is sleeping and I won't leave."
She actually knew in her heart that this Hanhan must have stayed up all night worrying about her health.
"Okay, I'll sleep." In order to reassure her, Ming Jiuye closed his eyes obediently.
After about a stick of incense, "Madam, I have prepared some food." A girl's voice, like an oriole singing, came from outside the door.
"Mother Meng, come in." After Wuyou said that, he wrapped Ming Jiuye tightly as he fell asleep, and deliberately lowered half of the bed curtains.
Po Meng pushed the door open and saw Wuyou sitting on the bed, "Madam, are you using it on the table or on the couch?"
"Go on the couch, the emperor is still sleeping."
"Okay, ma'am, it'll be later."
The ghost energy turned into a soft table, and Po Meng presented the meals one by one.
"Have a short rest today. Grandma Meng, remember to give your future mother-in-law some food. She is still breastfeeding and cannot be hungry." Wuyou reminded worriedly.
"Yes, thank you for your concern, Madam."
"Well... you have regained your beauty. You can delay calling me Granny Meng a few years later. Your common name is..."
"The common name... I can't remember this old slave. Except for the queen, I have almost forgotten all the worldly things." Meng Po's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of sadness at the mention.
"There is no need to remember everything about what happened yesterday and whether you died yesterday. If my mother-in-law doesn't mind, I will decide to give you another name." With such a beautiful face, it would be inappropriate to call you Mother-in-law Meng.
"I don't mind, I don't mind, I wish for it!" This is such a favor, how could she dislike it!
"I will give you the single-character name "Liang". From now on, you will be called Meng Liang. Liang has good intentions. I hope you will never forget your original intention and you will be able to persevere."
"Yes, Meng Liang thanks the Emperor and Empress for the name!"
The word "good" has a strong meaning. For the first time, Po Meng felt that what she had done in the past was not good enough to deserve such a beautiful name.
"Okay, step back. I'll call you later when I finish eating."
"Yes, Meng Liang is resigning."
Under the same sky, in the sea of sand, under the shroud, "Is this woman dying?" Guida quipped, lying inside half the size of a peanut.
In front of him, a sweaty newlywed had been dragging the dead body away for countless hours.
"Isn't that right? I just slept for a while, I guess it won't last more than two hours." Gui Er, who was also the same size, sat on the shroud and talked:
"What do you think she thinks? This body stinks, and what's the use of waiting for her to turn into white bones?"
"Stupid, Fengdu is a place that accommodates thousands of ghosts. How can anyone be afraid of this body of bones?"
"Then what is she trying to do? In addition to crying loudly, this kid is really hard to describe." Gui Er continued to say sarcastically. The talkative guy started crying as soon as he was caught in the bronze coffin, and he cried so hard that the sky was dark. Don't give up either.
"Tu... I don't know. Humans are the most difficult species to understand in the world, and I don't know either." Guida shook his head as his limbs collapsed.
rustle--
"It finally stopped. The sound of sand grinding cloth made my tooth hurt."
"Don't forget that you are a ghost. Go out and take a look. If she runs away, the evil master will definitely throw us both into a frying pan and fry us thousands of times."
Thinking of Wuyou's angry look, Gui Er reluctantly complained: "It's me again, next time let the youngest come out to help you." After saying that, he stuck his head out and looked outside.
"What is she doing?"
"Uh... wait a minute, don't rush me. Is she... smelling the cake? Why doesn't she eat it?" I saw the woman in red holding up a large cake, taking a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, Then tried a few more times.
"Idiot! How can she get to Fengdu if she eats now? This woman doesn't do much... That bastard, isn't this the only rice and noodles left at home?" I have to say, the ghost has revealed the truth. !
Ma Qi is an orphan, a beggar to be precise. He has successfully survived in Sunset City by relying on his "breaking mouth" skill since he was a child.
