"How can this be done? This king won't be pregnant." Sheng Qi hugged Yun Ling tightly and didn't let go.
"I am a doctor myself, and I know very well that I am not pregnant at all now." Yun Ling was a little annoyed.
Sheng Qi is not a doctor, but he heard that doctors can't treat themselves. Therefore, in his opinion, Yun Ling's judgment of his own body is inaccurate.
"You count it yourself, it's been over two months since you came to Kuishui." Sheng Qi firmly believed in his own judgment.
"But it's not the first time. I didn't come in March. But besides asking Mei Ye to see, you also asked Yu Doctor Liu to see it every other day. What happened?" Yun Ling's voice was a bit harsh.
Sheng Qi was trained for this meal, but it was an unreasonable and arrogant head in front of others, which seemed a bit wronged: "Isn't that because of worry—"
Yun Ling sighed lightly, hugging this somewhat speechless man and said: "If you continue this way, sooner or later I will be troubled by you. Wasn't it good for the past six months? Why did you suddenly fall ill again?"
Sheng Qi wanted to protest that he was not ill, but Yun Ling did not give him time to speak, and then continued: "I heard that there was movement in the Chongwang Mansion."
"Yes." Sheng Qi went out today for this.
"Wake up?" Yun Ling stared at Sheng Qi's black eyes, with some expectation and a little disbelief.
"Yeah." Sheng Qi nodded.
"Who is that?" Yun Ling didn't ask whether it was Sheng Fanhua or Helian Fanjin, but both she and Sheng Qi knew the meaning of this sentence.
"I don't know, he is still very weak and didn't say a word. You also know that after all, he has been in a coma for three or four years." Sheng Qi sighed slowly, but he rarely sighed. But for Sheng Busty, he sent a sigh. Because he knows that this person loves Yunling no less than him. Even for her, she almost did something more vigorous than Qiu Qingfeng.
"I'll see him in a while." Yun Ling didn't feel ashamed, but just wanted to see him.
"I'll accompany you." After Sheng Qi finished speaking, he didn't speak any more, and sat leaning against his beloved wife. In the past two years, they have often sat in such a quiet embrace. It’s just that the place will always be different, but more often it will be in the house, when the setting sun hits the table through the window pane.
The sunset light is shining, infinite tenderness...
One month later, Yun Ling and Sheng Qi were sitting on the carriage going to Chongwang Mansion. But the intensive commotion outside the carriage made it difficult for their carriage to move forward.
"Enlighten the prince, there are people blocking the street in front." Chang Ling quickly reported the situation outside, but he was still inferior to Chang Feng. Because if there is a long wind at this moment, it will explain why it is congested.
Yun Ling seemed to feel something, she opened the curtain of the car to get out of the car. Sheng Qishunyi hugged her down, but there were indeed many people from Kyoto in front of her.
But soon these people were dispersed, and then Yun Ling saw a young man.
The young man was a little thin, but he was wearing a robe full of flowers. He walked step by step and looked at the buildings on both sides of the street. He walked very seriously and looked at it very seriously, like a returnee from his hometown for a long time, showing strong emotions for these once-familiar scenery.
After the incident outside Xizhou City, Yun Ling and Sheng Qi went to Taizu's mausoleum. After she rescued him, her tail ring disappeared. In other words, the ability of blinking disappeared, but her perception was much stronger than before. For example, before she got off the carriage, she felt that the other party was prosperous and prosperous.
When the peerless man approached, she saw that his face was still pale, but it was floating like a white cloud. His lips are still blooming like roses, his beautiful eyes are vivid and pure black, and his long eyebrows are still cynically raised.
Yun Ling smiled, and smiled silently. Because she felt that the person in front of her was prosperous and prosperous. Not the Helian ember, but the prosperity when he was sixteen. She didn't know how this was done, but it was definitely a miracle. Because only when time flies back, it is possible to change a person back to the original appearance. Looking back so many years, even Yun Ling couldn't do it when he had a tail ring.
"I feel like I slept for a long time, and I also had a dream." Sheng Fanhua looked at the girl's smile, not knowing why he was a little bit sour in his heart, but it was extremely comfortable.
"One sleep for three or four years, sleep god." Yun Ling's voice was very happy.
"Then Louyueguan treats guests, for my awakening?" When Sheng Fanhua said this, the person watching was Sheng Qi.
Sheng Qi nodded naturally: "A room has been set, let's go together."
"Yes, Uncle Emperor." To many people's surprise, Sheng Fanhua's attitude towards Sheng Qi is very respectful
Sheng Qi took a step forward, pressed his palms on Sheng Fanhua's shoulders, and said in a voice that only two of them could hear: "Don't say it."
"What are you talking about?" Sheng Fanhua asked rhetorically.
Hearing this, Sheng Qi was relieved. He turned and went back to hold Yun Ling's hand: "Let's go."
Yun Ling watched the interaction between his uncle and nephew, and did not ask anything. But one thing she thought of was that Sheng Qi hadn't touched her for more than three months. Her brain is always smart. So when she was holding Sheng Qi's arm, she touched it along the wide cuff, but it was smooth
"Ling'er, there are so many people. If you are really anxious, you will have to wait until you have finished your meal before returning to your home." Sheng Qi said seriously.
Yunling has an urge to beat people!
But the impulse is impulsive. Yun Ling looked at the streets of Kyoto and saw the crowd getting denser. She knew that her impulse could only be suppressed. After all, she still wanted face.
At that time, it was the city of Kyoto, and a snowflake fell. This was the first snow in Fengyuan's five years. Drifting is very soft, just like the waist of a dancing girl, so beautiful and intoxicating.
The crystal snow was scattered, and the prosperous eyes looked at his shoulder. He has not forgotten that the emperor has always been reluctant to be close to others. When the first snowflake in Kyoto fell on the pressed shoulder, the unfading sunlight shards stained the snowflake, reflecting a piece of crystal beauty. That beauty again alluded to the beautiful and alluring face of the prosperous and prosperous city, and Yun Ling, who had resisted the anger and raised his head, looked at it and was amazed for a while.
The streets with overlapping crowds are very quiet at this moment. Everyone was looking at the young man who was illuminated by the pure light of snowflakes. He was like the son of snow, and because of this, he gained the title of son of shocking snow in the world afterwards.
Afterwards, there were countless snows under Kyoto Castle, and countless first snows in winter. But many people in Kyoto who saw this scene would talk to their descendants. In the fifth year of Fengyuan, the first snowfall in Kyoto was the real beauty. As for how beautiful, there are different opinions, but there is no doubt that it is beautiful.
Sheng Qi seemed to feel something at that time, and when he looked back, he saw the scene of the prosperous and thrilling snow. In his black eyes, the same glimpses of appreciation. Then he reached out his hand to pick up his little wife, and walked onto the carriage.