Meng Eqi quickly grabbed his fingers, and her whole body trembled. She couldn't open her mouth, so she could only hold Sheng Jiayan's hand tightly and nodded.
In fact, about the pregnancy, Meng Eqi thought that the human body was gone, so the child should follow. But when she returned to the underworld, there was a cloud of white mist in her belly.
Because it was not possible to confirm whether it was a spiritual fetus for the time being, Gui Langzhong asked Meng Qiqi to live a normal life as if he was pregnant.
If it is really a spiritual embryo, some can be nurtured in the mother's body for a hundred years, and some can land in a few months. So Meng Eqi herself doesn't know what the lump in her belly is. Anyway, Gui Langzhong asked her to think she was pregnant first, then she was pregnant!
That's what she thought, but Sheng Jiayan looked at her and nodded, his eyes filled with a smile like dust, as if there were stars lining up in his eyes, he put his arms around Meng Qiqi: "Can you give birth over there? Wait for me. Dead, aren't the children too big? Then I have to hurry up... "
Before he could finish, Meng Eqi hurriedly held down his mouth and forbid him to go further.
You must know that there is a god if you raise your head three feet, and if you come out, it will be a karma, and the god will take it seriously.
After that, Sheng Jiayan was afraid of hurting the child, as if he was afraid of scaring Meng Qiqi's soul away, so he acted very gently and slept with her all night. Meng Qiqi's heart, which was thinking of trying to get out quickly, gradually sank. She suddenly didn't want to leave.
Maybe... Maybe after seven days and then go back, it won't be a problem
Meng Qiqi's heart was soft like melting ice spring water, flowing slowly and gurgling away.
When it was getting brighter, Sheng Jiayan woke up. He felt that the person in his arms was sleeping soundly with his back to him. Although his body was not breathing, it was very cold, but he knew that this was Meng Qiqi's return. To this day, he still can't believe it. He always feels that the joy of last night may soon turn into a dream bubble.
He couldn't help reaching out and squeezed Meng Qiqi's palm tightly.
Meng Eqi seemed to notice a little while she was asleep, turned over with a hum twice, and rubbed Sheng Jiayan's waist twice as if she didn't mean to wake up.
Sheng Jiayan chuckled contentedly, and lowered his head to drop a wet kiss on Meng Qiqi's forehead.
After a while, Meng Eqi finally woke up.
She first squinted at the bright light in the room, frowned slightly, and covered her eyes with the back of her hand.
Seeing this, Sheng Jiayan frowned for a moment, and raised his voice to instruct the waiter outside: "Go and find some black cloth and cover this room for me. If there is a little more light, you are the only ones. ask."
Not long after, I saw a dozen or so bodyguards covering the window paper with black cloth in circles, and even the place where they went out and entered the door was hung with thick black cloth curtains. For a moment, the room was pitch black, and only the night pearl on the head of the bed exuded a white sheen.
Sheng Jiayan caressed her forehead lovingly, coaxed Meng Qiqi and said, "So you won't be afraid? Now I'm here to watch you and accompany you, even if it's a long time, I won't get tired."
The two of them were tired and crooked in the house, and Sheng Jiayan's bodyguard looked at each other outside, and both saw the word 'absurd' in each other's eyes.
Nowadays, who does not know that Marquis Changxin is obsessed with a female ghost, and the **** and the female ghost are lingering in the room, almost staying in the cabinet, guarding. He didn't even go to the court, so the emperor was very worried and sent several waves of people to inquire.
The four days passed quickly. If it weren't for a major incident at the border, the emperor was anxious to come to the Marquis of Changxin in person and ask Sheng Jiayan to come forward to solve it, otherwise Sheng Jiayan would never leave Meng Qiqi for half a step.
But he was going to enter the palace, and he didn't know how long he would have to deal with the affairs in the palace. He was always worried about leaving Meng Eqi alone in the pavilion. So he decided to take Meng Eqi with him and accompany him into the palace.
At that time, Sheng Jiayan gave a slight high-five, and several maids came in with their dresses and hairpins in their hands.
Meng Qiqi sat in front of the mirror, and in the mirror saw a maid's hand shaking slightly while holding the clothes.
Yes, he is already a ghost. In their eyes, it must be terrifying
It's really hard for Sheng Jiayan to treasure himself so much.
These maids prevented Sheng Jiayan from staring at the side, and had to bite the bullet and go forward to dress Meng Qiqi. Meng Qiqi's skin was already white and not quite right, and even the skin on her face seemed to be a thin layer. They were afraid that they would rub off a piece of her face with slight force when rubbing the rouge.
Seeing that they were really embarrassed, Meng Qiqi turned her head and shook her head at Sheng Jiayan, motioning for the maids to go out.
Sheng Jiayan glanced at the group of maids with cold eyes: "It is your blessing to dress up your wife. If anyone is dissatisfied, I will send them to the underworld and go to really accompany the wife!"
His words really shocked the maids, and they all bowed their heads and said they didn't dare.
The hands of the maids were extremely skillful, and Meng Eqi's forehead was dotted with goose-yellow pear flowers, which were delicate and bright, injecting a touch of vitality into her lifeless face. He used Shandai to paint her eyebrows, and a thin layer of rouge was applied to her cheeks. The strands of pearl hairpins in her hair are not as bright as Meng Qiqi's eyes.
The maid also put on a hibiscus red tube top with embroidered branches and folded flowers for Meng Eqi. She spread her hands, and two maids picked up a white crane and red cloud-colored shirt to cover her.
In the end, the maid put bright lipstick on her lips. Meng Qiqi's current appearance is no different from living people.
Sheng Jiayan took her in his arms with great love, and dropped a kiss on Meng Eqi's freshly painted lips. Meng Eqi's bright eyes were full of shyness.
The two of them were in love with each other at the front, and the maids behind them all had their scalps exploded.
Shouldn't Lord Hou have kissed a female ghost...
In the past few days, there have always been rumors that the Hou Ye was lost by the female ghost, and they looked at Meng Eqi who was huddled in Changxin Hou's arms. She is amazing and beautiful, even if she is a ghost, it is easy for a man to fall in love at first sight.
Maybe that's why Hou Ye is fascinated by this
Sheng Jiayan stopped a dark sedan chair at the door of the room. He opened the curtain and let Meng Qiqi sit in first, and then went in by himself.
There was no light in the sedan chair covered by the black cloth. Sheng Jiayan held Meng Qiqi's fingertips and kissed it gently on his lips.
Then he looked at Meng Eqi's waist-length hair, and laughed jokingly: "So if you are a ghost, your hair will grow too. Eiqi, your hair is indeed a lot longer than before you left me."
Meng Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly.
Sheng Jiayan touched her smooth hair, and asked again, "Have you seen it before? How did he treat you, fierce or not? Why did he let you come back to the world?"
Meng Qiqi quickly raised her eyelids to look at Sheng Jiayan, who was still blindfolded in the valley, and nodded with a guilty conscience.
If the real His Majesty Hades knew that she not only secretly turned into a ghost and came to the world privately, but also lingers in the world, Meng Eqi would definitely be punished.
The sedan chair soon arrived in the palace. Because of Sheng Jiayan's special status, the emperor allowed him to take the sedan chair to Qianyuan Hall.
Rao is that Meng Eqi has been covered by Sheng Jiayan with a hood, and the black cloth isolates her from the sun, but the palace is where the real dragon is righteous, and Meng Eqi felt a suffocation in her chest as soon as she arrived here. She slowly relieved her breath and adjusted the discomfort in her body.
Even if she is a priest, she is nothing but a ghost now.
Sheng Jiayan sent ten guards to follow Meng Eqi's side. He touched her hair and said, "Wait for me here. If you are bored, go around. You are familiar with the palace, but don't go too far."
Meng Qiqi nodded obediently, and led the guards to the Imperial Garden not far away.
Seeing her obediently admiring the flowers among the flowers, Sheng Jiayan felt a little relieved, squeezed the wooden man with the red thread wrapped around his sleeves, and turned around and walked towards the Qianyuan Palace.
When Sheng Jiayan's eyes left, Meng Qiqi frowned slightly, and her face revealed a touch of discomfort.
The sun was too big, and the dragon was so strong, Meng Qiqi couldn't stand it.
She walked forward, trying to find a shady place to avoid the sun, and the group of guards followed her every step of the way.
As she walked, Meng Eqi's senses suddenly noticed that there was a place around her that made her very relaxed. Meng Eqi followed her feelings, and the closer she got there, the more depression she felt in her heart.
When she reached the source of relief, Meng Qiqi stopped and looked up.
Qin'an Hall.
actually came here.
Emperor Zhenwu was enshrined in Qin'an Hall, and he was an old acquaintance of Meng Qiqi. So Meng Eqi turned around and waved to the guards, motioning them to stay outside and wait while he went in to offer incense to the gods and Buddhas.
The guards looked at each other, wondering if they should follow. But they could see Meng Eqi kneeling on the futon to burn incense, closing his eyes and not knowing what to read, so the guards did not follow him, but waited outside.
At the same time, they also have a little doubt in their hearts, isn't this a female ghost? How can you not be afraid when you see the Buddha statue full of gods
In their eyes, Meng Eqi was still kneeling on the futon. In fact, her soul consciousness had already flown out of the puppet's grip, flew to Jiuzhong, and landed in Emperor Zhenwu's Xiaoxiao Palace.
As soon as the light and shadow changed in front of him, Meng Eqi saw that he was no longer in the Qin'an Hall, and knew that he had been invited here.
So she raised her head, looked at the white shadow behind the curtain and said, "Zun, long time no see."
"Yes, Lord Mengpo, why do you have to do something every time I see you?" The young voice of Emperor Zhenwu came from behind the scenes.
Meng Eqi pursed her lips slightly: "Last time I did something wrong, and you punished me for three generations. This time I was wrong again. How are you going to punish me?"
Emperor Zhenwu laughed twice: "It's so serious, at least I've known Yan Luo for a long time."
He changed his voice: "But you privately divided your soul to stay in the world, and he used sorcery to bind your soul. He has no memory or memory. As an underworld official, you don't know that sorcery is a big sin to lock your soul. Such a sum has already been recorded by the Star Official on Duty, and when he returns to the underworld, he will be punished accordingly."