Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

Yun Linglong has been silent for a long time. He is becoming more and more serious!

Night city secretly relieved, but also began to worry about how to take care of cloud Linglong.

He this prince's mansion, return really don't have the elder Mammy, outside invite of he don't quite rest assured.

Fortunately, as soon as the news reached Yunfu, Nangong Hanyan immediately reported the good news to Lingxiao Pavilion. Nangong is so happy that his beard is shaking. He's going to be with four generations!

Sent a pile of tonic, not to mention, but also specially ordered his son to yunlinglong sent a few general pharmacology and nursing experience of the old woman, had served the smoke.

Three months later, Yun Linglong became more and more lazy, and he became fat like a puffer.

Looking at her increasingly clumsy body, Mammy Li couldn't help laughing and said, "the old slave has served several ladies, too. Why is the body of the Crown Princess especially heavy? Is it twins“

The other women even said that it was very possible.

Nangong Hanyan came to Lingxiao Pavilion in person before he passed on the imperial doctor. This young lady is also skilled in medicine, especially in gynecology.

"Blessed are you." Nangong has a smile and a smile.

The cloud is exquisite long in the heart a burst of wail, night Qing City as expected too capable!

The wedding of the night family always likes to get together. Soon the good news comes from the yiwangfu, and chutianyun is also happy.

Meanwhile, Qiao Yu wrote to ask for help, saying that Qiao Lin had a strange disease, and asked Mo Wen to go to Beiqi for treatment.

"If you get sick, shouldn't you ask LingXiao pavilion? You know, my master can make people sick. " Yun Linglong is holding the letter. It's very strange.

Nangong Hanyan now completely put down his old resentment and said calmly: "LingXiao pavilion has poison that can't be solved, but Mohism has no disease that can't be cured. After all, they are better at it. It's just that the person is more difficult to find than Lingxiao Pavilion“

Yun Linglong smiles a little. The master responds to her every request.

When the letter was sent by Fei Shu, Mo Wen started immediately, but this trip made a good marriage.

As soon as the baby was born in October, another season of spring blossoms, the cry of the newborn baby came from the prince's mansion.

Yun Linglong gave birth to a pair of twins, and the whole family's laughter spread far away.

He was so serious that he was drunk for the first time. He took Hou Xiaoyin of Weiyuan, a newly rich man, to talk about the past of the night, which made him rush to the court the next morning to deal with the urgent business together with the righteous king.

Night peak with Nangong Ningxi Zizi returned to the capital, personally prepared to manage the child's full moon wine.

Nanling was full of jubilation, and many countries sent envoys to celebrate. But Yun Linglong's good friends didn't show up again. She was more or less lonely.

"Because of you, they have alienated me!" Yun Linglong began to be unreasonable.

Yeqingcheng didn't want to be blamed for nothing. She quickly explained: "you don't know that the princess of Beiqi is about to get married. Qiao Yu, as a brother, naturally has no skills. Xiao Ran is going to marry Xuan Feifei. After a while, it's hard for you to separate. "

Yun Linglong had a touch of joy, and then tooted his mouth: "what about Oriental purple smoke?"

In front of the city at night, she seldom mentions Chu Tianshu. This man is careful!

"Princess Yun is making a fuss about coming, but king Yun insists not to."

Cloud Linglong cold hum a: this heavy color light friend of.

"King Yun's house is going to be imported. Naturally, King Yun should be careful." Yeqingcheng also thinks that there are too many happy events recently.

Yun Linglong laughs: "well, we can get married."

Whether Dongfang Ziyan has children or daughters, she has the right person.

The night fell in love with the city and laughed, "don't you wonder what kind of son-in-law Jolin chose?"

Yun Linglong chuckled: "I have no acquaintances in Beiqi except for their brothers and sisters. I don't think it's just a gentleman or a new rich. "

"Well, I'm a real acquaintance, and you recommended it." Night city teasing a pair of children, between the smile mild.

Yun Linglong's eyes grew bigger and bigger. He couldn't believe it and asked, "well, you're not talking about my master, are you?"

Night Qingcheng nodded, "it's master mo."

Yun Linglong is depressed. She didn't expect that Jolin would be her teacher's mother!

"I was born a generation short. What should I do?" Yun Linglong asked.

Still not run to death by Qiao Yu?

"But we don't have to give our children to master Mo anymore." The night fell into the city, showing a smile.

These two are his flesh and blood. Neither of them is willing to leave his side.

A pair of white and fat steamed buns lie side by side on the bed, their big black eyes turn around curiously, their fingers are in their mouth, and their glistening saliva becomes a silk thread.

Yun Linglong touched this and that, hoping to put them on the top of his heart.

"Yes, he was born a descendant of Mohism." She was relieved.

Time flies. In a twinkling of an eye, xiaobaozi is three years old.

Night Mu Chen knee more a quiet little princess, Oriental purple smoke also gave birth to a very beautiful little girl, Qiao Lin's son is also one year old, now came the good news.

The Mohist family is looking forward to the prosperity of the important people, so happy that Mo Wen only revolves around his wife and children all day, and his temperament is much more gentle.

Qiao Yu is probably the most wayward emperor in the world. He confidently handed over the government to Zhao Mingwei, and then he came to Nanling.

At the beginning, he didn't object to Jolin's marriage. The person he liked had no hope in his life, and he decided not to do anything.

Seeing his sister's smile emanating from the bottom of his heart, and seeing his round, white and fat nephew, he was even more happy.

Come to all come, simply directly stroll to the night of the house.

Yeqingcheng's two children are as delicate as porcelain dolls. Yefei's son is very similar to his father's. his small face is very cold, which does not match his age. He has a cool and handsome look.

The daughter nightingale is a shrinking cloud, with big eyes and curved eyebrows. She is very happy and mischievous all day long.

Qiao Yu was very fond of it when he saw it. What's precious on him? He took out what's precious on him, which made the little girl hold his neck and refuse to let go.

"Yun Linglong, how about you share half of me?" He looked at the little girl carved with powder and jade, his heart overflowing with tenderness.

"What do you mean?" Yun Linglong asked with a smile.

"Make me a dry daughter!" Qiao Yuli's request is straight and strong.

Yun Linglong hasn't spoken yet, but the little girl quit.

"I have a father, a mother, a brother and a sister. I don't want a godfather."

Yeqingcheng hugged her, pointed her little nose, and asked with a smile, "he is richer than your father. Are you sure you don't want him?"

The Nightingale said, "when I grow up, I will marry him."

The night falls in love with her daughter and never gives up.