Medicine and Poison: Concubine Xiaoye of the Evil King

Chapter 471 When Was She Born?

Could it be that Master waited for me all night?

Li mackerel touched his nose and sighed: "Master, staying up all night like this is not good for your health."

Mo Shanghua pursed her thin lips, glanced at her, and said softly: "It's getting late, let's go practice."

With a wave of his hand, he attracted a relatively large cloud, and slowly walked towards that cloud
Li mackerel naturally has to keep up!

But she found that every step she took, there seemed to be a little tail behind her, following her.
Li mackerel narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, turned her head abruptly, and glanced around, only to see a black corner of her clothes faintly behind the big tree not far from her.
Li mackerel narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Feng! Little! Ann! Come out for me!"

After she yelled, the little boy's two fleshy little arms grabbed the tree tightly, and even stuck his little head on the tree.
Her words didn't yell Feng Xiaoan, but turned around Moshang Hua who was about to step on the cloud.
Mo Shanghua frowned slightly, and walked slowly towards Li Mackerel: "Girls, be reserved! That mackerel, do you know what restraint is? Don't shout loudly, and don't move too much."

He was about to continue talking, when Li Mackerel turned around and looked at him pitifully: "Master, I know you are doing it for my own good, but let's stop talking, even if you say it ten thousand times, I still can't remember what you said Waste of oxygen."

After hearing her words, Mo Shanghua sighed: "Master told you so much for your own good."

He was about to continue talking, when Li Baoyu's ears moved slightly, she seemed to hear a chuckle behind the big tree, Li Baoyu turned around abruptly: "Feng Xiao'an! Come out for me! Three !two!"

Mo Shanghua's beautiful eyebrows were frowned even more by her scream of crying ghosts and gods. She was about to say something, but found a man in black embroidered with silver patterns, with a small hairpin on his hair. The little white hosta has long eyelashes, deep eyes, a creamy face, and pale pink lips. The little guy, about two years old, moves from behind a big tree little by little. out.
Two fleshy little hands were placed behind his back very solemnly, with a trace of coldness on his body, he raised a pair of wet deep eyes to look at Li Mackerel and said: "Father, I only laughed once. It was still very low." of."

Li Mackerel: "..." The veins on her forehead twitched, then she walked slowly to Feng Xiaoan's side and poked him, causing him to stagger: "Go back to me!"

Feng Xiaoan shook her head slowly: "No."

It was hard for him to come here with his father, and he almost lost him several times in the middle
Don't go back!

Li Mackerel lifted him up, led his back, made his limbs parallel to the ground, and threw him into space
Don't lose it?

Don't you wait for this little poor boy to "talk at night by candlelight" with his master, and tell him everything he said last night?
own life.
Li Mackerel glanced at Moshang Hua and shivered a little.
"Master, you are very cute today." Li Mackerel flattered him calmly.
Mo Shanghua: "..." He pursed his thin lips, walked slowly in front of Li Mackerel, and poked Li Mackerel's arm before Li Mackerel threw Feng Xiaoan into the space.
Li mackerel found her arm numb and weak, she turned her head and looked at Moshanghua bitterly: "Master, what are you doing?"

Mo Shanghua narrowed her extremely beautiful eyes slightly, looking at Feng Xiaoan without blinking.
He looked calm on the surface, but suddenly felt like he was punched by something in his heart.
make him feel sour
Feng Xiaoan pursed her lips, looked at Moshanghua who kept looking at his little face, and sighed: "What a beautiful sister."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Li Mackerel spanked his little butt with his arm that had just weakened from numbness.
Little boy!
Are you trying to kill your father? ? !
The little boy frowned in pain: "It's not gentle."

Li Mackerel: "..."

Mo Shanghua: "...Sister?"

He slowly looked at Li Mackerel with a half-smile.
Li mackerel looked at him with a smirk, and blinked: "It's not what I taught you."

Feng Xiaoan frowned slightly: "Father, you lied. That's what you said last night. Not only did you say that Sister Mo was good-looking, but you also said..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mackerel slammed his mouth shut.
Mo Shanghua looked at Li Mackerel with a smile, that smile was very meaningful.
Li mackerel shook his head: "Master, don't laugh so wretchedly."

Mo Shanghua: "..."

Feng Xiaoan's two fleshy little hands worked hard together, and finally moved Li Mackerel's hand away out of breath, his little cheeks were slightly flushed: "Father, if you are so fierce, mother will despise you Yes, mother is so gentle."

Li Mackerel stretched out his hand to cover his mouth again, but Feng Xiaoan was embraced by Mo Shanghua in the blink of an eye.
Mo Shanghua looked at Li Mackerel with a full smile: "Father?"

Li Mackerel turned his head away from Moshanghua, but there was innocence written all over his face: "Tuer didn't make him call that."

Feng Xiaoan: "..."

Don't call him dad, call him uncle?
It can be seen that the three views of the little Po Boy have been completely distorted by Li Mackerel.
Mo Shanghua looked at the soft little thing in her arms, and suddenly felt a sour feeling in her heart
He deliberately let himself ignore this feeling
He asked softly: "Little mackerel, was it born when you first came to the lower realm?"

Li Mackerel nodded: "It was at that time that I met Senior Brother and dragged him to find a midwife for me."

Thinking of this, she decided to cheat less on Hua Feiyi in the future.
If it weren't for her, maybe I would be dead now, and then die in the wilderness because of dystocia
After Mo Shanghua heard her words, a hint of distress flashed in those eyes, and he pursed his thin lips: "Is there no one around you at that time?"

Li Mackerel nodded sullenly: "There is no one alive."

Only there is a silly dragon in the space.
A group of people who don't know the rules of the world, and don't know what kind of fire a woman should light.
Qingcheng just left that day
I don't know what Qingcheng was busy with, and she hasn't come back until now.
After hearing her words, Mo Shanghua was silent for a few seconds, then slowly stretched out her knuckle-boned hands, and slowly combed Li Mackerel's hair: "There will be a master in the future."

(End of this chapter)