"The homeland is three thousand miles long, and the deep palace has been twenty years old. How many people have this Shihe missed the past? Yanqing, I really miss you."

"You guys think! I don't dare to be vigilant, it's better to stay away from me." Yanqing sat on the grass, looked at the flying flowers in front of him, and asked softly. "The flowers are fascinating, and only the ascites can be without horse hooves. Is this the spring scene in Guzhu Country?"

"When there was no war, it was this fairyland. Now it was the homeland that was unbearable to look back. Under the baptism of war, it was already full of devastation." Jianjia sat down beside Yanqing, leaned on her shoulder, and looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her with her.

"Sometimes when blindness may not be a good thing," Yan Qing sighed. "But what appears in my dreams are real things, and the scenery in front of me should now exist in reality."

"Is there always a place where war cannot reach..."

"You have been sticking to me during the day these days, and you have to follow me in your dreams after sleeping. Why?" Yanqing looked at Jianjia with a side face and asked in confusion.

"Part of it is because I have more time to accompany you..." Jianjia stood up and looked at the red shadow walking out of the flowers, and said lazily. "The other part is waiting for his arrival. I won't let you hide your anger. He should find it with his breath."

Yanqing looked at Haoyu who was getting closer and closer, and looked at his red clothes flying in the wind with nostalgia. In an instant, the whole spring lost its color because of it.

"Qingqing Zijin, my heart is full of joy. Even if I don't go, Zining wouldn't come?" When Yanqing realized what she said, the poem was already chanting. She looked at Haoyu, who was still far away, wondering if he had heard it.

"Don't worry, you chant very quietly and didn't hear him." Jianjia turned around and looked at Yan Qing and chuckled.

Yan Qing gave her a blank look and said, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"The old man was afraid that you were too lonely in your dream, so he kept me in your dream. Over the years, you and me have been in harmony, so I can feel everything you think." Jianjia looked at Yanqing with attachment and said, "Yanqing, don't be afraid of losing. You must go through these before you can find your true body. We are destined to see each other."

After saying that, Jianjia turned into a ray of green light and flew towards Haoyu. Haoyu reached out and put Jianjia into his hand, flew over and knelt in front of Yanqing, held her chin with one hand, and looked at her coldly without saying a word.

Yan Qing was shocked by the hatred in his eyes and wanted to wake up from his dream, but found that he could not move at all.

"I still want to escape?" Hao Yu smiled coldly, picked up Yan Qing with one hand and flew towards the horizon.

Haoyu actually entered her dream in physical form, and came out from her dream directly to her side, and then hugged her and quickly escaped from the millions of troops that Jianjia had already set up.

When Yang Hu came to chase after him, he caught a red shadow. He was both angry and admired - he could have such high spiritual power as he could come and go freely among millions of troops, and he really sighed that he was not as good as he was.

That day, Yan Qing was thrown into the rift by Haoyu from Li Bicheng's army. A month later, she had never seen a person except Tiger Eat, and Haoyu had never appeared.

She is a blind man, and there is no difference between seeing anyone else. But her stomach will be hungry...

"Shihu, go and get me some food." Yanqing patted Shihu and said.

The tiger roared and jumped out of the hearing vehicle.

Not eating for half a month was the limit for her. She really suspected that Jianjia had deliberately handed her over to Haoyu. Don’t be afraid of losing it, just let her try to try blind and useless things.

Haoyu has his newlywed wife, so he probably has no time to pay attention to her, right? The only way she has existed is to collect spiritual power. But... what should the children and senior brother in her belly do?

A bloody smell invaded, and Yanqing couldn't help but retching. She said to the tiger weakly: "Tiger! Give me the raw meat you found? Take it away quickly, I want to eat fruit..."

Before Yan Qing could say anything, she felt Haoyu approaching. Before she could say anything, she felt him holding her pulse.

"You're actually pregnant?"

During this period, he was angry and busy with military affairs, so he never came back, so he didn't want to find this when he came back.

Hearing Haoyu's angry voice, Yan Qing was slapped by him before he could think about anything.

"Monster, don't worry that this child will affect you and Princess Zhiyue. I'm responsible for my child, don't you have to be so angry?" She wants to pay it back every time she gets slapped, but she has to protect the child in her belly now, so she won't be so stupid that she will fight back if she gets angry.

"As you mean, is this child mine?" Haoyu pinched Yanqing's chin and smiled ferociously.

"What do you mean?" Yan Qing asked carefully. Every word in Haoyu's words was murderous, which made her feel uneasy.

"After you eloping with someone for a few months, come back and tell us that you are pregnant with Haoyu's child. Don't you think this is ridiculous?" Wei Ang leaned against the door and sneered.

"That's running for life, not elopement!" Yan Qing roared.

"Escape? Not elopement? Do you dare to say that you didn't do anything miserable?" Hao Yu had the urge to kill her with one palm, but he was reluctant to take action.

"Mystery, don't think of everyone as you, anyone can crawl in bed. Don't put those dirty thoughts in your heart on me."

"Don't say that you are so pure. According to the time you left, why is your stomach still so flat after seven or eight months? If you are pregnant with a descendant of my Tian family, the fetus's spiritual energy should be revealed. Besides, Hao Yu's true body is a golden dragon, and his flesh and blood should be easier to see." Wei'ang looked at Yanqing's belly and said coldly.

"Whatever you think, the child I am pregnant is mine." Yan Qing sat with a cold face and hugged her knees, not wanting to explain anything more.

"Brother, you guys go out first, I'll deal with this matter."

Wei'ang looked at Haoyu's unreasonable calmness and couldn't let go. Hou Ang winked at him and forced him out.

After Wei'ang and the others went out, Yanqing felt the strong murderous aura emitted from Haoyu. She leaned back on the bed with both hands and said in panic: "You want to kill me?"

"I won't kill you, but the evil seeds on you cannot be kept." Hao Yu stared at Yan Qing's belly fiercely, and his spiritual power slowly condensed in his palms.

"No!" Yan Qing hugged himself in panic and cried. "He is really your child. If you are afraid of his existence, it will make Princess Zhiyue unhappy. I promise you that I will never tell him about his identity. I will raise him by myself and I will never bother you."

"Don't move Zhiyue out to provoke me. This fetus must not be left behind. Don't be afraid, it won't hurt. If I take a palm, it will turn into a pool of blood and flow out."

Haoyu induced a curse to fix Yanqing and let her lie flat on the bed.

"Haoyu, I beg you. As long as you let the child in my belly, you can do anything you want..." His body was fixed, Yan Qing was shocked and afraid but could not resist, so he could only beg.

"Yanqing, you can only give birth to my child." Haoyu leaned over and kissed the tears on Yanqing's face, and his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he pressed his right palm to her abdomen...

"No!" Yan Qing cried out in pain and fainted with despair.

Haoyu's palm was pressed down and immediately encountered spiritual power containing Yang Hu's aura to stop him. His hatred even worsened, and he increased his spiritual power to transform the spiritual power, but he was afraid of hurting Yan Qing's body, so he did not dare to exert more force in the end.

After Yang Hu's spiritual power was dispersed, new spiritual power was generated in Yanqing's stomach to block it. The spiritual power was both familiar and unfamiliar. Hao Yu was shocked and sat up and looked at Yanqing's stomach, and found that it was emitting weak golden light.

Wei'ang and Hou'ang were drinking tea silently when they suddenly felt a new aura coming from Haoyu's room.

Wei'ang threw the tea in his hand onto the table, walked quickly over and opened the door hard, shouting: "Haoyu, stop."

"Brother..." Hao Yu panicked, pointed his finger at Yan Qing's stomach with trembling hands, and said, "That breath is so weak. Did I hurt him?"

"Don't panic, you can protect him with your spiritual power first, I'll go to the Heavenly Court to find Doctor Lu." Wei'ang finished speaking and immediately disappeared into the sermon.

"I'll do it! You're confused now, don't make any more trouble." Hou Ang pulled Haoyu aside and slowly entered his spiritual power into Yanqing's abdomen.

Haoyu squatted beside the bed with his head in his arms and said in pain: "That damn Yang Hu actually used spiritual power and Qimen formation to hide the fetal energy..."

Yi Xiu sighed lightly: "We should believe her words at the beginning."

"I can't believe that she will be willing to be pregnant with my child and cherish him so much." Haoyu sat back to the bed, looked at Yan Qing's pale face regretfully, and reached out to wipe away the tears that had not dried on her face.

"That's also her child, and of course she will cherish and love him." Hou Ang withdrew his hand and patted Haoyu on the shoulder. "She cherishes and loves her children so much, and she may be able to tie her up with the children in the future."

Haoyu looked at Yan Qing foolishly and said, "She hated me, but this time she may hate me even deeper."

Yi Xiu Dao: "If a normal woman fails to protect her fetus, she will generally never forgive her..."

He Hong stared at Yixiu and wanted to stop him from talking, but Yixiu was unaware.                                                                                                                   

"So, I will definitely not let the fetus have something to do." Haoyu put his heart on Yanqing's abdomen and felt her belly move. He stared at the ground in surprise.

While talking, Wei'ang took the imperial doctor back to the hearing train.

Haoyu hurriedly pulled the imperial doctor to the edge of the bed, and made a chair for him to sit down and said, "You can take a look."

The imperial doctor took his meridian for a while and sorted out his beard while rushing on the road and said strangely: "Why is this fetal energy damaged by spiritual power? The eldest prince, you have such high spiritual power, but you can't protect her? Who was hurt?"

"I was hurt!" Hao Yu said in a hoarse voice and said in pain.

"Hao Yu from Rongyue Mountain? Isn't she your wife? You came to the church on the ruins that day, and it's still a beautiful conversation." The imperial doctor's face changed and he glared at Haoyu angrily. "It's not a man to hit a woman, but you are also hitting a pregnant woman, you..."

"Doctor Lu, be more respectful to your words. Haoyu is the crown prince." Wei Ang picked up the air and interrupted the imperial doctor.

"You are the prince?" Yu Dai Lu said in shock. No wonder he was so shocked. Few people knew Hao Yu's identity.

"Do you think I'll joke about this?" Wei'ang said angrily.

Doctor Lu looked at Haoyu and then looked at the eight princes, and knew that what Wei'ang was saying was the truth. After he stood up and greeted Haoyu, he said coldly. "Then should you keep this child or not?"
Chapter completed!