Consort of a Thousand Faces

Chapter 733: Planted under my skirt

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Su Xi'er hugged him back and asked, "A Jing, when did you know that I was robbed by Yun Ruofeng?"

"The moment Zisha chased it, Xi'er, I'm sorry, I didn't get to you in time." Pei Qianhao rubbed her head lightly, a trace of self-blame flashed in her eyes.

Everything is a strategy, and Yun Ruofeng, who thinks he is smart, has long since fallen into a trap.

How could she blame Ajing? I'm afraid that he will be shackled in doing things because of her.

Su Xi'er looked at the man in the cloak who was pressed on the ground, her eyes turned, and she fell on Zisha again, "He, leave it to you, do whatever you want, don't give it to me again."

Zisha nodded, and in front of everyone, she didn't call her master again.

At this moment, Yu Xiao, who was silent, said, "Princess Hao, Hua Ziqing fell, and Yun Ruofeng, who was cooperating with him, disappeared. This person must deal with it, otherwise, there will be endless troubles."

Yu Xiao now is no longer the boy of the day, and his whole body has become very mature.

Although he sneaked into the barracks, his experience in Xiliu gave him more experience than playing in the barracks.

The man in the cloak pressed to the ground sneered, "You can't destroy the master's plan!"

Su Xier's eyes suddenly became cold, and she came to the man in front of the cloak, her voice was cold, with a chill, "Your master, isn't Hua Ziqing, is it faint?"

"In the future, you will naturally know that I will fall into your hands, I want to kill or slash, whatever you want. But I tell you, Ning Rulan, your death is not far away, even if you occupy her body, the nightmare of days, you forget Is it?"

Su Xier smiled indifferently, "Your hands and feet."

Zisha learned that she had a nightmare, and immediately said, "Princess Hao, he must have done tricks, I can solve it, you don't have to worry."

"Haha, Zisha, you are so arrogant! How long have you been studying profound arts? Even if you have solved it, but Ning Rulan's fate, you have solved it? In the profound arts, occupying someone else's body is an evil spirit and will not live long. Including her The kid in the belly!"

A sharp look flashed across Pei Qianhao's eyes, his wrists turned, and a strong wind blasted toward the man in the cloak.

In an instant, the man in the cloak seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he could not breathe well.

Du Ling simply pinched his neck and twisted hard. The man in the cloak rolled his eyes and lost his breath.

Su Xier took off his cloak, "He is a double-faced person."

She saw two double-faced people altogether, one was Graphite, and the other was him.

Zisha sighed lightly, "It turns out that he is not like this. Even if he is pointed out by the clansman, he is also upright. I didn't expect to become so evil."

Originally, she wanted to awaken his conscience with kindness and lead him on the right path. He is one of the few in the clan in terms of his profound skills.

"People will change. There are not many people who have a kind heart." Su Xier's voice did not fluctuate, like Tange, and so did the man in the cloak.

"Princess Hao, I will follow you to the bamboo house to get your pulse." Zisha said with a worried face, and it was easy to solve the master's nightmare. But if the fate is unchangeable as he said, then...

She couldn't see the fate, so she had to take the master back to Yibu.

Su Xi'er nodded and, accompanied by Pei Qianhao, entered the bamboo house, Du Ling and Yu Xiao were waiting outside.

Inside the room, Zisha took his pulse, and replied after a long time, "It's easy to solve, Roland Xiang put on the bedside, three days. But I am worried, your fate, he is proficient in mysterious arts. Master, have you considered it? Ibe needs you."

After that, she turned her gaze and looked at Pei Qianhao, "King Hao, the master’s matter, I told you before. You are now the master’s husband. The two should discuss what is going on. However, I suggest, the master. Go back. Tell the world what is going on, no one can hurt the master in the world."

The words fell, there was a moment of silence, and no one spoke.

Su Xi'er raised her hand to hold Pei Qianhao, and the two looked at each other.

After a while, Pei Qianhao said in a loud voice, "Thank you Zisha girl for your kindness, no one in the world can hurt this princess. Therefore, even that fate is unreliable. If he believes in his fate, he has already died of Huangquan. Profound technique is unreliable. The focus is on human efforts."

Zisha was anxious, "King Hao, you don't believe in profound arts, so why does the master's soul remain immortal and occupy her body? Everything is..."

Having said this, she shut up immediately, this point must not be said.

Su Xi'er immediately noticed and asked, "What are you hiding from me, is my soul immortal, but Yi Bu secretly helped?"

"Master, you'd better go back to the Yibei with me. You can keep your identity secret, and you will announce it when you go to the Yibe and confirm your inheritance."

Su Xi'er frowned slightly, then stood up, "Zisha, you go out, I will give you an answer in three days."

"Master, you have to think twice. Luo Lanxiang, I will fetch it for you today." After the words were over, Zisha respectfully saluted, and then turned and left.

Inside the room, Pei Qianhao raised his hand and hugged her with strong arms, "Xi'er."

"Well, I'm here." Su Xi'er closed her eyes and leaned against his broad chest.

After a long time, Su Xi'er lowered her body and muttered, "Could it be the Yi Bu who kept my soul and I was able to enter this body? Since it is kept, can it also be destroyed..."

"Don't say that." Pei Qianhao tightened his arms and hugged her tighter.

"Just kidding." Su Xi'er raised her head and rubbed his toes on his nose.

At this moment, the child in her belly suddenly kicked her, and Su Xi'er frowned.

"What's the matter?" Pei Qianhao asked nervously.

"The child kicked me, you can feel it." She said, holding his hand and pressing it on her belly.

Pei Qianhao's palm moved when he felt the child kick, and his heart was overflowing with warmth.

Rejoicing, happy, to be a dad myself.

But for a moment, he frowned again and said to the little guy through his belly, "Don't toss your mother, or you will come out and I will hit you."

As if the child wasn't afraid of him, he kicked again, kicking the ground a bit hard, and Su Xi'er almost couldn't stand firm.

Pei Qianhao felt distressed and immediately got up and hugged her, "The little guy is too tossing."

"I think Zhenyu's child is quite good. Maybe it's a boy in my belly. Like you."

"Impossible, I was behaved when I was a kid."

Su Xi'er smiled and joked, "How good are you? When I saw you, I was fierce and hooligans. I kissed me, touched me, and dislocated my wrist."

"Xier, this king is not good."

Su Xi'er twisted her head and said, "You just fell under my skirt."

Pei Qianhao said again and again, his voice was full of coaxing, "Yes, yes, fall under your pomegranate skirt."

"Wang Hao, sister, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, it is time to return to Beijing." Du Ling's voice came at this moment.

The current Xiliu capital is the safest, and it has been controlled by Hua Zirong alone.

Pei Qianhao took Su Xier's hand, "Let's go."

Su Xi'er gave a hum. When she was about to go out, she said, "I decided that I need to go back to the Yi Department."

Not for herself, not for the country, for her mother and concubine.