Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 1346 Your pulse is not a normal person
Lucao patted her on the back very caringly, "Miss, eat slowly, no one will grab yours."

Mingyou was crying in his heart, why did she have such a silly girl?If he hadn't known about Lucao's weak nature, Mingyou would have thought that this girl was deliberately playing tricks on him.Although Wuwang Mountain is outside Qingliang City, it is not considered a high mountain, but it took about an hour to walk.If you are in such an environment on weekdays, you may not be able to open your sleepy eyes.It so happened that today, Mingyou didn't feel sleepy at all.

The atmosphere in the carriage was subtly silent, Mingyou couldn’t eat anything and had to pretend to be dead, pretending not to feel the weird atmosphere like an ostrich, Feng Qing closed his eyes to rest his mind, his star eyes were in a daze, Nan Tian pulled out his sleeves with a strong desire to survive I am reading the collection of books I just bought.Mingyou glanced at it. It was a book on identifying herbs, so he didn't ask any more questions because he felt it was boring.

The only thing that was not affected was the green grass, and from time to time he would talk to Mingyou.

On the top of Wuwang Mountain, apart from the green grass, there are large expanses of epiphyllum, the pure white epiphyllum flowers are in bud, and each epiphyllum is arranged very neatly, with a path deliberately left in the middle.

Mingyou walked among the epiphyllum bushes, "Who loves epiphyllum so much that he planted a mountain."

"The ancestor of the Nvzun Dynasty, it is rumored that hundreds of years ago, a king of the Nvzun Dynasty went to war and did not return for eight years. His queen was seriously ill and finally passed away on this Wuwang Mountain, and her soul turned into an epiphyllum.

When the king returned to the court, he learned that the queen's soul had turned into an epiphyllum, and tears of sadness dripped into the epiphyllum, and one epiphyllum spread into tens of thousands of plants, which bloomed in an instant. Then the epiphyllum was planted by the female venerable from generation to generation.Every epiphyllum carries a person's death! "

"What a poignant story!" The mist gathered in Mingyou's eyes.Feng Qing gouged out her star eyes coldly.Don't think you don't know what he's thinking?Isn't it just to show your heart through the story?

Dreaming, no matter whether Mingyou can remember it or not, she will only be his Feng Qingqian's wife in this life. Their fate has long been integrated into their blood and soul, and no one can separate them.

Without waiting for Mingyou to continue talking to her, Feng Qingqian pulled her on purpose, looked at the front and said, "The front is the best viewing position, go to the front and look." He cast a look at Nan Tian himself.

Nan Tian frowned, innocent, it has nothing to do with him.Feng Qingqian, this bastard, treats people like people, and treats him like a horse.He couldn't solve his love rival by himself, but came to let himself play dirty tricks.

But he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to bow his head to the evil forces, and looked at Xingmou with enthusiasm on purpose, "Prince, the legend you said is very interesting, can you tell me in detail that this is the matter of the female venerable's lord? It’s better to go home and tell my wife.”

Seeing that Feng Qingqian took him away, Xingmu wanted to follow him, but Nan Tian wrapped his arms around him.Inadvertently caught his pulse, and felt it casually.Shocked, the cynicism in his eyes disappeared, "Prince, your pulse is not that of a normal person."

His eyes stopped and he didn't speak for a moment.Nan Tian seemed to be afraid that he would make a mistake, so he purposely took the opportunity to hold him back.Pulling his hand again and counting his pulse again, his face became a bit dignified.

"How long have you had this pulse?" At first glance, it sounded like asking how many months he was pregnant. The green grass stood a little far away, and after listening to it, goosebumps rose from fright.
(End of this chapter)