Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 17 [Monarch] Listen to the wind
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Piercing clouds and blowing fog, since the Tang Dynasty, [tobacco] has flourished.

Pingyong Kingdom does not prohibit it, but expressly stipulates that smoking in front of His Highness the Princess is not allowed.

"I don't care for that kind of [dross] stuff."

Wang Shiyu spit out phlegm, and rarely showed disgust.

She took advantage of the opportunity and threw the [cigarette stick] in Wang Xuan's hand to the ground and stomped hard.

"Third Sister just sucks it, look, it's good now, people don't look like people all day, ghosts don't look like ghosts..."

"You, don't suck!"

Wang Xuan nodded and smiled awkwardly.

He said: "Tobacco has an invigorating effect..."

Wang Shiyu looked at him expressionlessly, and walked around under the wooden table.

"Boom..."

A bucket of [Red Bull] and a bucket of [Coffee], he can't think of anything else.

"[Yi Dou] is originally a consideration of a person's true willpower. Since it is the last item, it will not be for nothing."

"If you really want to be a monarch, you should be mentally prepared. Even if you drink three thousand barrels of [Red Bull], it won't help."

"I suggest Fang Sheng to install a [decoration] for you."

"Maybe it will be of some help to you..."

Wang Shiyu downplayed it, but Wang Xuan didn't seem to care much.

[Display] was not made public until the evening of the game.

In the white night, two rows of lights inserted horizontally.

Pingyong country is deep and cold.

Kazakhstan took a breath of hot air over the top of his head.

Wang Shimei put on a new shirt and sat opposite.

The two stared at each other, separated only by a tile.

His eyes were glazed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"You put on makeup?"

"certainly…"

Wang Shimei was very proud, the black in her eyes seemed to be a vortex of invisible depth.

"You're pretty sure..."

As he spoke, he rubbed the muscle that was accidentally exposed in his left arm.

The new wound on the top is sore from the wind but energetic.

"No…"

Wang Shimei is very reserved, she ensures that the conversation between the two is short and precise.

On the circumference is [the moon], and the bureaucrats of Pingyong Kingdom are witnessing the whole process.

Naturally, their eyes widened, and they came to visit every moment.

Far away, if someone hears [CONFIDENTIAL].

"capital offense…"

Wang Shimei raised her legs deliberately to show her courage.

In ancient times [1195], [silk stockings] had not yet formed.

She looked up and trembled, then got down, and [covered the heat] again.

Wang Xuan smiled, his fair-skinned and beautiful legs turned up in the dress.

"It has [stockings] on it."

"The insulation effect is really good..."

He muttered, and then his smug expression was vivid.

"Humph…"

She folded her palms together and said nothing more.

[The next night at midnight]

Wang Xuan drank Red Bull in his hand, and his spirit was slightly sluggish.

He grinned vigorously, and as expected, even the smile was bitter.

He stared blankly at the ground, the whole bottle of [coffee] had been completely consumed.

She "hummed" again, and her spirit was the same.

"boom…"

Wang Xuan's temples seemed to be touched by some strange substance.

Followed by it, there is also the forehead and neck vaguely.

Look up and see, there are a lot of [cold] water droplets.

"It's raining…"

Said Wang's beauty, and then opened her hands with a relaxed and relieved expression.

[Another moment passes, the rain begins to grow fast and torrential]
Wang Xuan was shivering in his cotton coat, which was just rightly soaked.

The referee ran between the two and informed that the game was [stopped].

Wang Xuan took a deep breath and put his hands on the wooden bench to listen to the wind.

"Gu..."

There was another sneer, and Wang Shimei's armor fell off one by one.

She spoke deeply, her mouth trembling involuntarily.

"Are you going to surrender..."

After taking off her armor, the clothes inside were suddenly soaked.

However, the smile was extremely bright.

Seeing this, Wang Xuan looked at the officials who had witnessed everything.

The inexplicable thoughts reminded him of the scene of fighting in the arena, and he remembered that when he took off his armor, he only hoped to escape and win by luck.

"Perhaps, you have found some meaning for this game..."

Wang Xuan sat back on the spot and handed half of the [Red Bull] drink to Wang Shimei.

As for the [children's urine] in his arms, it may have been [to no avail].

[On the second day and night, they survived a heavy rain]
[Daytime, snowflakes fluttering...]
On Wang Xuan's scalp was a bunch of velvet hats of medium size.

The trembling of the rain-watered body was particularly obvious, and he couldn't stop coughing.

Wang Shimei on the opposite side looked a little better than herself.

Sitting on opposite sides, on the third day, they finally stopped hating each other.

Wang Xuan, who was drowsy several times, was woken up by the [decoration] in the center.

"Slightly..."

He thought it was a chicken, but unexpectedly, Wang Shiyu actually had an eagle in the cage.

He wanted to tease it, but it felt hungry and cold, and even his knuckles hurt.

"Are you tired?"

Wang Shimei coughed, and the makeup on her face was washed away by the rain.

"tired…"

"Worn out…"

Wang Xuan complained that he was exhausted physically and felt that his eyes were about to go blind.

"I want to sleep."

She smiled and kicked hard at him.

"hiss…"

This kind of pain that seemed to freeze his feet made him sober.

[boiled eagle]
Wang Shimei was weak, and the sun was rising high.

[moment]
[Two moments...]
[One hour...]
Wang Xuan didn't know how long it had passed, he stared blankly, but he seemed to have fallen asleep.

The snow in the sky was cleared, and the sun on the ground hit him.

The hot and stuffy air in the clothes was released into the air, and his ears suddenly twitched.

"Hey!"

The eagle screamed again, like an immortal clock.

When the magistrate visited, he said "hmm" without a tone.

The time came to [You hour in the afternoon].

"Win..."

With the hands raised high, all the officials cheered.

Only Wang Xuan stood up and looked at [Second Sister] who was sleeping on the wooden bench.

"Hello? Why are you still asleep..."

After Wang Xuan finished speaking with a smile, he was also carried back to the bedroom.

"temperature…"

He muttered words, and the coals touched by the stove made firecrackers.

Wake up, [two days later].

The bruised scar on his arm was covered with black plaster. He sat up refreshed, but the feeling of getting out of bed was still stiff.

Wang Shiyu was sitting on a wooden bench reading a book, and through the window, her face was covered with silver and white.

""Three Kingdoms"…"

"You don't like watching?"

He walked slowly in front of her and adjusted his upper body clothes.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Shiyu pointed to [Boiling Chicken Soup] on one side, her face full of doubts.

"The imperial doctor said that you will wake up in two days, but you need to rest..."

Wang Xuan nodded, his eyes seemed to be looking for something.

He walked to the dressing table, picked up a comb and smoothed his sideburns nicely.

After a simple cleaning, scoop up a bowl of chicken soup and look at it.

"Gudong..."

With a food box in his left hand, he grinned.

"Is the second sister awake?"

"Not yet..." She thought for a while, then said.

"It is said that I woke up in the past two days..."

Wang Xuan listened, and then walked out of the bedroom in silence...

Snowflake is no longer as ferocious as it was in [Duel], but it looks like [Rain] bit by bit.

He tried to grab [feel] the air with his right hand.

On the top of the head [tick-tock], another cluster of cephalosporins was quickly covered.

"arrive…"

Following her attendant and pushing open the door, Wang Shimei who was lying on the bed also [just woke up].

She was drinking [cooking chicken soup], and the hands around her were quite careful.

Seeing that he was also carrying a [food box] in his hand, she couldn't help laughing.

Wang Xuan blushed and walked to the bed.

"Let me feed her..."

The servants retreated and called themselves [His Royal Highness] politely.

Wang Xuan trembled slightly while holding the spoon, and his mood was instantly mixed.

"Congratulations…"

She looked at Wang Xuan indifferently, and took the initiative to take a sip of her lips.

"cough…"

He continued ladling up the soup, forcing a smile.

"How do you feel now?"

"never mind…"

Wang Shimei nodded lightly. After drinking the chicken soup, she picked up "Three Kingdoms" and muttered to herself.

"Well written..."

"But I still like "Red Mansion" better than this one."

Wang Xuan smiled, sure enough he didn't [remind] her in vain last time.

"After all, you are good at fighting, so learn more about the art of war..."

"That means you look down on me and deliberately say that I am not emotional?"

Wang Shimei changed her face as she spoke, her expression was a little indignant.

"Ah? Of course not..."

"You think..."

"The love between men and women is far away from you, isn't it?"

"Secondly, you really hate men, so you don't have to think about it..."

"Right now, the country's separatism and hegemony are so serious..."

"I should look more at the art of war, to defend my home and country..."

"Furthermore, how many women in Pingyong country are married?"

"But don't you have two..."

Wang Shi murmured beautifully, and her expression gradually restrained.

"[what is love?"

She questioned quietly, her body getting closer.

"Sister, what exactly is [love]?!"

Her eyes were full of stars, Wang Xuan completely understood.

The sister relationship between [the two] in the past was actually not [too close].

He deliberately dodged backwards and stood up.

[His Royal Highness...]
The attendants all around leaned forward, while Wang Shimei half-sat on the bed in a daze.

"She's tired. I have something else to do. I'll come see her tomorrow..."

Wang Xuan had already left when he said it, but it might be a good thing for him to promote [son] to the throne.

At least the second princess, who seems [cruel] and [sexist] to outsiders, is struggling in her heart.

He returned to the bedroom, a little lonely alone.

It's just that I didn't expect the old man [Fan Chengda] to [drive the crane west] to be more sudden than expected.

(End of this chapter)