The ghost king chased his wife for 1000 days: the proud princess

"It's really fast." Xuanyuan Huang glanced down at the fragile little guy. Although she didn't know where she came from, the acquaintance was fate, and no matter what, she had to take care of her until her father arrived. , being a man can't be careless, the gain will outweigh the loss.

"Hmm... Pain... Pain..."

"Pain has to be endured."

Under the big tree in the forest, the fire illuminated the ground, and the woman in a red wedding dress skillfully treated the wound, spraying the wine snatched from the drunk man on the girl's hideous flesh, forming a triangular sharp sword. Ordinary people can bear it, but for Xuanyuanhuang, bullets embedded in flesh have long been a common occurrence.

Without the obsequiousness of a daughter's family, if it weren't for the bun and a layer of rouge, no one would conclude that this person is a woman.

The heroic movements reveal the style of a general, without artificiality or timidity, as if what is in control is not a human body, but a small white mouse tied to the operating table. After the dagger is baked on the flames, try to move as softly as possible. Open the flesh.

"Woooooo..." Xiao Qingxia's whole body was twitching, she was still not awake, as if she was haunted by a nightmare, her pale face was sweating profusely, her crying was weak, no matter how strong she was, she was still just a child.

Xuanyuanhuang didn't stop because of sympathy. After cutting open the white and tender skin around the wound, she pulled out the arrow bit by bit, and frowned at the firelight. What kind of family background does this child have, so that those killers have to capture him alive?If the arrowhead is one millimeter deeper, the little guy will be powerless, and the measure is just right.

Chew the herbal medicine and smear the wound, tear off the underwear and bandage it to stop the bleeding, and you're done. Hold up the soft body and look at it. She is delicate, cute, and knows how to survive. It can't be said that she is precocious. Educational issues, it seems that her father is very self-aware. Sooner or later, you will face danger, and you have been taught to adapt to the situation from an early age.

Even when she was seven years old, she was not as smart as this child. All kinds of phenomena told her that this child did not have a mother. Women in ancient times respected men as their heaven, obeyed four virtues, and were knowledgeable and reasonable. Only a man with vicious means and strong vigilance can educate such a staunch child.

one-parent family?

The index finger caressed the little face of the girl, it would be nice if there was such a daughter, but it is a pity that she has a father, and she doesn't think she can snatch the flesh and blood from a cunning old fox.

"Mother..." After Xiao Qingxia regained some of her blood, she opened her weak eyes and stared at the woman above. She liked this mother, and hated those women who seduced her father the most. She would do nothing. , except for being coquettish, they are all trash.

Xuanyuanhuang pursed her lips, showing a rare pampering, and raised her eyebrows: "I really want me to protect you. From now on, you can no longer be called mother." It would be fine if it was in modern times. Here, men are superior to women, and women have no status. No matter how witty she is, she is still a woman, and she is not used to wearing women's clothing. That's right, she will use the image of a man to work hard in the future.

"What's that called?" Xiao Qingxia still asked faintly.

A certain woman pondered for a while, then tapped the baby's forehead: "mother!"

The doll who was about to fall into the darkness showed doubts: "Is it...?" What do you mean?

"In American language, it means mother. Okay, go to sleep." Covering the baby's eyelids, it was like hugging a feather soft pillow, and walked straight towards the small town ahead. "It's really fast." Xuanyuan Huang glanced down at the fragile little guy. Although she didn't know where she came from, the acquaintance was fate, and no matter what, she had to take care of her until her father arrived. , being a man can't be careless, the gain will outweigh the loss.

"Hmm... Pain... Pain..."

"Pain has to be endured."

Under the big tree in the forest, the fire illuminated the ground, and the woman in a red wedding dress skillfully treated the wound, spraying the wine snatched from the drunk man on the girl's hideous flesh, forming a triangular sharp sword. Ordinary people can bear it, but for Xuanyuanhuang, bullets embedded in flesh have long been a common occurrence.

Without the obsequiousness of a daughter's family, if it weren't for the bun and a layer of rouge, no one would conclude that this person is a woman.

The heroic movements reveal the style of a general, without artificiality or timidity, as if what is in control is not a human body, but a small white mouse tied to the operating table. After the dagger is baked on the flames, try to move as softly as possible. Open the flesh.

"Woooooo..." Xiao Qingxia's whole body was twitching, she was still not awake, as if she was haunted by a nightmare, her pale face was sweating profusely, her crying was weak, no matter how strong she was, she was still just a child.

Xuanyuanhuang didn't stop because of sympathy. After cutting open the white and tender skin around the wound, she pulled out the arrow bit by bit, and frowned at the firelight. What kind of family background does this child have, so that those killers have to capture him alive?If the arrowhead is one millimeter deeper, the little guy will be powerless, and the measure is just right.

Chew the herbal medicine and smear the wound, tear off the underwear and bandage it to stop the bleeding, and you're done. Hold up the soft body and look at it. She is delicate, cute, and knows how to survive. It can't be said that she is precocious. Educational issues, it seems that her father is very self-aware. Sooner or later, you will face danger, and you have been taught to adapt to the situation from an early age.

Even when she was seven years old, she was not as smart as this child. All kinds of phenomena told her that this child did not have a mother. Women in ancient times respected men as their heaven, obeyed four virtues, and were knowledgeable and reasonable. Only a man with vicious means and strong vigilance can educate such a staunch child.

one-parent family?

The index finger caressed the little face of the girl, it would be nice if there was such a daughter, but it is a pity that she has a father, and she doesn't think she can snatch the flesh and blood from a cunning old fox.

"Mother..." After Xiao Qingxia regained some of her blood, she opened her weak eyes and stared at the woman above. She liked this mother, and hated those women who seduced her father the most. She would do nothing. , except for being coquettish, they are all trash.

Xuanyuanhuang pursed her lips, showing a rare pampering, and raised her eyebrows: "I really want me to protect you. From now on, you can no longer be called mother." It would be fine if it was in modern times. Here, men are superior to women, and women have no status. No matter how witty she is, she is still a woman, and she is not used to wearing women's clothing. That's right, she will use the image of a man to work hard in the future.

"What's that called?" Xiao Qingxia still asked faintly.

A certain woman pondered for a while, then tapped the baby's forehead: "mother!"

The doll who was about to fall into the darkness showed doubts: "Is it...?" What do you mean?

"In American language, it means mother. Okay, go to sleep." Covering the baby's eyelids, it was like hugging a feather soft pillow, and walked straight towards the small town ahead.