The two black treasures of Tiangui's escaped concubine

Chapter 397 The Master of the Phoenix (End) (17)
"It's okay, you will hug me." She said, and as she said, her face was pressed against his clothes, feeling so warm and reassuring.

She knew who he was, and she remembered all kinds of memories about him, very clearly.Because of this, when her soul came back, she knew that he was the most reliable and reliable person in this world.

Min Wenjing had no choice but to hug her, feeling that her small body was so soft that it was going to stick into his bones, and after a while, she would grow into a big girl like Lin Jinrong, who was as beautiful as a flower. At that time—I don’t know if she still remembers?
"Master, you said that no matter where you go, you will never let me go."

Min Wenjing's heart shook violently, but she did not forget it.This was the result of how many years he had been guarding, and he couldn't help but a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.You know, every time he enters the palace, just trying to avoid that jealous old Li Zimo almost exhausts his energy.

Presumably, there will be a long way for him to marry her in the future, but it doesn't matter, he is her destiny, no matter where she is, he will guard her, life or death.

Hua Xiyan was flipping through a book in the gazebo when Li Shunde came in and whispered to her, "The Holy Majesty is back."

"Oh." Hua Xiyan didn't put down the book in her hand, because she was fascinated by it, and it was rare for her to find a playbook that looked like a folk novel, and took it into the palace to pass the boring time.

Li Shunde was sweating profusely when he saw Li Zimo walk into the gazebo without calling anyone out.

Hua Xiyan was also vigilant, and when the emperor was about to walk in front of her, she dropped the book, got up, and blessed herself: "My concubine pays my respects to the Holy One."

His eyes lightly glanced at the playbook she had thrown on the couch, and a trace of helplessness appeared on the corner of his mouth. Li Zimo sat down with his robe brushed, and asked, "I heard that Mrs. Gong came to the Imperial Palace to catch up with the queen?"

"Yes. I took Ming Yu to see Her Royal Highness the Princess." Hua Xiyan said, pouring tea for him lightly.

His eyes turned to the direction of the courtyard where Her Highness the Princess lived, as if he had quickly sensed something, Li Zimo clenched his fists on the table slightly.

Hua Xiyan quickly brought the teacup to him, and said softly: "You married me back then, isn't it the same?"

"That can't be compared, how old is she—" Li Zimo's lowest baseline is sixteen, and her daughter must be sixteen at the earliest before she can marry.

Hua Xiyan stopped arguing with him, anyway, when he figured it out later, he would calm down.After all, when he went mad, he still owed Min Wenjing a huge debt of favor.

It was Min Wenjing who led her and his two souls to the birthplace where it is said that the Creator created the Nine Races.There, his soul was purified by light and he was freed from demons.In the end, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince led the people of the Bird Clan to the place of origin, and took them back to the palace. Of course, the family met Mu Mu on the way back, and the family of four was reunited.

"The Nine Clans—" Li Zimo muttered something, and a cold snort came from the corner of his mouth.

It was only after he went to the birthplace that he realized that the nine gods are really brothers in the same line.It's just that time has passed, and the descendants of these brothers have long been fighting for territorial disputes, power and money interests, and there is no brotherhood between many clans.

Of course, it is quite interesting to go to the place where it originated and know some stories.For example, they turned out to be the sons of dragons.The legend that the dragon gave birth to nine sons is true, and the nine sons are the souls of the beasts hidden in the body of the nine clans.Like the soul inherited from the Tangling royal family is the old San Chaofeng.The divine beast entrusted by Xiqin is the most gentle boss Prison Bull.Like his youngest son, the soul in his body is destined to inherit the beast chi kiss of the sea people.

The Yun family advocates elegance and is the patron saint of the old eight.

Violence and disobedience are always flowing in Xizhen's character, which is the embodiment of the second child's jealousy.

There is no need to mention the rest.Thinking about that Nanyu, no matter how aggressive he wants to be, he is that old five Suanni in his heart, he likes to be quiet or not to move.It's also interesting that the Creator arranged it this way.This leaves countries in the south with little incentive to attack the north.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Hua Xiyan talked to him about a few things to be done in the near future.

One is that his elder brother's second child is about to be full moon, and the Gong family means that this child will be crowned with the surname Qi. This is what Mr. Qi promised at the beginning. After all, Mr. Qi has no children. Inheritance doesn't make sense either.Now that the Gong family has an extra child, there is no harm in giving one to the Qi family.

Therefore, when the time comes, the child's full moon banquet is planned to be held at Qi's family.

Second, the Yun Clan finally sent a wedding invitation, saying that the Yun Clan patriarch is going to marry Yun Qing, a girl from the Yun Clan.When the time comes, the couple will probably both be present.After all, the relationship between Dong Ling and the Yun Clan is unusual.

Listening to her arrangement, Li Zimo just nodded and said nothing. When she finished speaking, he grabbed her hand and said, "With you in charge, I don't need to worry."

Now, occasionally, in private, he doesn't call her queen, or her name, but the closer you and me.

Hua Xiyan only knew that since the catastrophe she saw him ten years ago, she had imprinted this man's soul in her bones.

She loves him, and she knows he loves her very much.

There is no perfect couple in the world, but it is enough for someone to hold the hand of a child for a lifetime.

Smiling sweetly at him, she snuggled into his arms.

The sky is cloudless and the moon is full.

(End of this chapter)