Ghost Emperor Domineering Pet: Meng Fei, too black belly

Chapter 132 Allergic constitution?

She bit the word "birth" very hard, and hearing it in Tang Wenying's ears, she couldn't help feeling a bit of guilt and self-doubt.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Guogong is Chu Yao's biological mother, so how could she really harm Chu Yao?
Nanny Lin and Wang Wanning looked at each other, nodded tacitly, bowed and said, "Yes, ma'am, this old slave will go and bring the second young miss here."

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Chu Yao woke up from her sleep, touched the sweat on her forehead, panting.

It's scary, what ghost dream did she have last night?

In the dream, she turned into a female werewolf and threw Mo Xiuran down.

He also took off his clothes and teased him, especially the perfect eight-pack abs...

Chu Yao covered her face, only feeling that the skin all over her body was hot as if it was about to burn.

Fortunately, it was just a dream. If it was a reality, then she really wouldn't need to be a human being.

Chu Yao got up from the bed, changed her clothes, and when she was washing and combing her hair, she was startled when she saw herself in the mirror.

Strange, why are her lips swollen?

Moreover, several red "strawberry"-like marks appeared on the lower part of the neck.

Chu Yao touched her still hot lips in puzzlement, feeling that there was still a weird touch left on her lips.

What's going on?
Could it be that this body is weaker than before?Not only do you get drunk when you drink, but you are also allergic?

At this moment, Mother Lin's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Second Miss, Lady Tang from Qianzhuyuan came to visit you. Madam, would you like to meet me in the Flower Hall?"

Tang Wenying?Chu Yao showed a surprised expression, Teacher Tang would come to visit her?

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In the flower hall, Murong Xuan brewed tea with his own hands, and gently handed it to Chu Ruoqing.

Chu Ruoqing said angrily: "Brother Xuan, you are a prince, how can you always do things with your own hands that these lowly people would do."

Murong Xuan looked at her with indescribable tenderness and friendship between his brows, "Qing'er, I like to do this for you."

Chu Ruoqing's cheeks were pink, and her face was full of the timidity of a young girl Hanchun.

Wang Wanning looked at the young girl who looked like a Biren, with a kind and satisfied smile on her face.

"Your Highness Fifth, after the Qingyun Grand Competition next year, your marriage with Qing'er must be on the agenda, right? I don't know what the imperial concubine means by this..."

Wang Wanning asked for a long time, but when she looked up, she found that Murong Xuan was staring blankly at the entrance of the flower hall, as if he was in a daze.

Chu Ruoqing also noticed Murong Xuan's abnormal state, and turned her head to look.

I saw a young girl in white walking slowly, accompanied by Nanny Lin and a few maids.

She only wore the most plain clothes, did not apply any makeup on her face, and did not even wear any accessories on her hair, but that charming and unparalleled face made people unable to look away at first sight.

Especially those black and clear pupils, bottomless yet nimble and cunning, just squinting at random, can lure people's souls away.

Chu Ruoqing's heart skipped a beat, and she turned to look at Murong Xuan.

Sure enough, Murong Xuan's gaze fell on Chu Yao blankly, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

Even when Wang Wanning asked him about their marriage, he didn't even hear a word.

Chu Ruoqing suddenly grabbed the silk handkerchief in her hand, and called softly, "Brother Xuan, what are you looking at?"

Murong Xuan suddenly came back to his senses.

When he realized who he was looking at, his face was hot.

"No... I didn't see anything." He took a sip of his teacup in a concealed manner, but he didn't dare to meet Chu Ruoqing's eyes.

(End of this chapter)