Jinghua Female Poison Doctor

Chapter 452 Pregnant Mistress
Pianpian indifferently wiped away the blood left at the corner of her mouth, smiled suddenly, and immediately fell to the ground in the red cloud.But the red cocoon that wrapped her was rushing into Pian Pian's body crazily as if stimulated.

All of this only happened in Pianpian's sleep. Although her sense of hearing was awakened, her whole body was still in a deep sleep state.The red cloud cocoon is actually inside her body, like a sea of ​​qi from a human being.

With a "swish", in the space between, on Pian Pian's body, countless strong white lights burst out.

This movement alarmed Xuanwu, and when he left the medicine field and rushed to Pianpian's side, he found that lying there was a young woman in red.

The woman has a beautiful appearance, and Pianpian's appearance can be vaguely seen between her brows, and after Xuanwu opened her eyes, she saw her real body, which was Suzaku.

"Pianpian," Xuanwu walked up to her and helped her up.

At this time, Pianpian just woke up.

"Pianpian, congratulations, your cultivation has improved again."

"Yeah." Just a faint "hmm", even if it responded to Xuanwu's congratulations.

Pianpian, what's the matter?
Xuanwu frowned. If it was normal, that cheerful little Suzaku would definitely give him a high-five happily.But what is going on with this indifferent look now?

"Pianpian?" Xuanwu called out.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Pianpian, who was about to get up and leave just now, turned to look at Xuanwu.

What kind of eyes are those.

There is not the slightest emotional fluctuation, although I can talk to him, but I don't see the happy appearance before.

The whole person, the whole person is like a cold corpse, without a trace of life, only dead silence without hope.

In the end what happened?Why does a promotion make Pianpian become like this? Is it something that happened during the promotion or is it just Pianpian's personality in the growth period.In the past, Suzaku had a cold personality, but at that time he could still see Suzaku smiling because of the existence of Fengxie Doctor Immortal.

"It's nothing, I still have to practice." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the middle of the square.

Looking at the back of Pianpian turning away, Xuanwu didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his heart that there must be something wrong with Pianpian, and he had to tell Yue about it.

At this time, Ouyang Yue followed Feng Qingchen to the place where Feng Yiyang stayed.

It's been a long time since I saw Master and Jiumei, and now Jiumei still has a younger brother or younger sister in her belly, thinking about these things, Ouyang Yue's heart is full of excitement.

"Brother Qingchen, is Jiumei pregnant?"

"Brother Qingchen, is Jiumei a boy or a girl in her womb?"

"Brother Qingchen, how long is Jiumei going to give birth?"

"Brother Qingchen,"

"Okay, okay," Feng Qingchen interrupted Ouyang Yue, looking at Ouyang Yue who was curious about the baby, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Silly Yue'er, you don't have to be so curious. You'll be able to see me later. For these words, you can ask the teacher yourself. In the future, don't always call me Jiumei Jiumei. After all, Jiumei She has become our mistress."

"Okay, okay." Now Ouyang Yue's mind is full of the baby in Jiumei's belly, and she only agrees to Feng Qingchen's words.

When he walked to the room where Feng Yiyang lived, it happened that Feng Yiyang was walking with Jiumei on his side.The two people under the laurel tree were chatting and laughing again, although it seemed that Jiumei's face was still a little pale, but the spirit of the whole person had recovered.

"Master," Ouyang Yue called out, and ran to Feng Yiyang, but couldn't take a single step.He just looked at Feng Yiyang with a tear-stained face foolishly.

Originally, she thought that her attention must be on Jiumei, but that was all she thought.The moment he saw Feng Yiyang, tears rushed out like a bank burst, and he smiled clearly on his face, obviously very happy in his heart, but he just couldn't stop the tears on his face.She knew that these were tears of longing, tears of excitement when seeing Master again.

I left home at the age of three, and since then I have spent most of my time with my master. It was the master who taught her alchemy, the principles of life, and the duty of a cultivator.

In Ouyang Yue's real life, Feng Yiyang is more like his father than Ouyang Zhen.

"Silly girl," Feng Yiyang gently let go of Jiumei's hand, looked at Ouyang Yue with open arms and smiled.

Seeing this, Ouyang Yue ran directly into Feng Yiyang's arms, and cried without any image.And Feng Yiyang was not angry when his little apprentice rubbed his clothes to the first mess, he just shook his head helplessly.

"Stupid girl, you're still crying, and you're not ashamed. Your little junior brother is secretly watching your jokes." Feng Yiyang rubbed Ouyang Yue's hair, and his heart was actually full of emotion.The three-year-old baby who could be hugged with one arm in the past has grown into a big girl, and time really waits for no one.

"By the way, I still have Junior Brother, Junior Brother, hello, I am your senior sister, you have to be born earlier, I will give you a lot of treasures, Junior Brother, do you like it or not. "

"Ah, he, he, he kicked me." Jiumei looked at Feng Yiyang happily, and Feng Yiyang, a 24-year-old filial husband, immediately hugged his little lady's body.

"Slow down, slow down."

"Miss, check it out, he kicked me, he kicked me, this brat must like Miss." Jiumei said happily.

"Miss? Jiumei, now I'm going to call you my teacher's wife. I can't let this go. I've heard from brother Qingchen that my master and you both have worshiped heaven and earth. Besides, my little brother But it’s about to be born.”

"Small,"

"Huh? Still called Miss?" Ouyang Yue interrupted Jiumei, "If you say that again, my master will not be happy. Don't tell me, do you want my master to follow you and call me Miss? Such a rebellious thing I can't do it."

"Then, then me," Jiumei's tone was hesitant and shy.

"Well, yes, what should I call it? How about this, you call me Yue, and I will call you Jiumei Shiniang, or Jiushiniang?"

"Master Ninth?! It's so nondescript, it's like, like your master and I have married nine wives."

"Your mouth!" Jiumei secretly pinched a few handfuls of the thin flesh around Feng Yiyang's waist in the dark, and Feng Yiyang grinned in pain.

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(End of this chapter)