Silly Concubine Allure: Uncle, I want to divorce

Chapter 197 Prince, I Don’t Know You 32
Could it be that the soul has no release, what do you know?
Won't.She quickly denied the conjecture in her heart, how could anyone believe such a weird and bizarre thing.

Feeling a little confused, the little girl saw her silent for a long time, and asked again: "Is there anything else you need?"

"I want to see your master," she said.

"Is the girl's body comfortable?" The little girl answered irrelevantly.

"It's okay."

The little girl smiled: "Then let the servants lead the girl." After a pause, she replied: "At this moment, the prince is listening to Yulou to handle official business."

"No need." The voice interrupted the little girl's words.

Both of them were taken aback.

It was the little girl who came to her senses first, and bowed slightly to the man: "My lord, Wan'an."

The person who comes here is dressed in Chinese clothes and black ink, and his soul is inextricable.

He said, "Go down."

The little girl immediately left the house.

For a time, their eyes met.

Hun Wushi stared at her, his face was still pale, originally a small face, after several days of serious injuries, it was even more emaciated.The eyes are beautiful, so beautiful that he wants to touch them.

He just did it on purpose.

Jin Maimai's body froze, but he didn't avoid it. He held her whole face with one hand, and looked into her eyes carefully.

Her lips were a little dry, with a slight white color, and she looked like she had just recovered from a serious illness.

When an arrow enters the body, fortunately it doesn't hurt the vitals, and the treatment is immediate. There will be scars on the body. With some good medicine, it will fade away after a while.

"You saved me?"

"Ah."

"Thank you."

Hun Wuxin looked at her, and smiled faintly: "Why should you thank me?"

Her head was a little dizzy, and she subconsciously said: "I can't repay the grace of saving my life."

"Yeah." He took it for granted.

On the contrary, she was stunned, with a strange feeling in her heart, and she frowned slightly, not wanting those unnecessary guesses to affect her state of mind: "How did the prince escape from danger?"

She was asking him.

She lost consciousness at that time, so she didn't know it at all.

"The person who sacrificed children is nearby."

The familiar name was in her ears, and she couldn't help feeling warm, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was also warm: "Ji'er..." She whispered this familiar yet unfamiliar name.

He also smiled.

Not long after, Jin Maimai's voice sounded again: "He is..." After hesitating for a while, he continued: "Is it your child?"

"Ah."

She responded softly, but it filled her heart all at once.

Child.

his children.

their children.

He muttered softly, "Why did you choose such a strange name?"

"Isn't it nice?" Hun Wushi heard it naturally, bowed his head and smiled shallowly.

Jin Maimai shook his head: "Which sacrifice?"

The soulless hand slid to her shoulder, pulling up a strand of her hair very naturally, with an unconscious intimacy between the two: "The sacrificial offering."

"Ah..." Jin Maimai was taken aback, with a dull expression on his face.

He was amused by her expression, reached out and hooked her nose: "What's the matter?"

Jin Maimai wrinkled his nose, a little dissatisfied: "Why is it so unlucky."

"He got it himself."

"..."

"I think it's fine."

"..."

"For that kid."

"It's not suitable." Jin Maimai lowered his head and muttered: "The child should have a sunny name."

The hand on her shoulder sank suddenly.

Jin Maimai's expression froze as soon as the words came out, and she couldn't help herself for a moment. She thought she was still Hunyan'er, but she forgot that the two of them were complete 'strangers' now.

(End of this chapter)