Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Yan Mingna, with a cold smile, reflected in Liu Luoyuan's heart for a long time.

Liu Luoyuan knew what kind of result she was facing and what kind of identity she would continue to stay in the painting house in the future. She had never seen or understood the rebirth bug.

The night was too long and too dark.

Liu Luoyuan got up, looked at Huawu in the distance, and looked at Yan Ming. He just gritted his teeth and nodded his head. Her hand stroked her abdomen, where there was still the warmth of the stars and the faint starlight, which had not dispersed.

However, Yan Ming nodded and whispered: "when did Shan Jue and Beiyuan escape?"

He looked at the distance and didn't know what he was thinking.

Shan Jue and Jiang have always been in the camp of Huaxi, but there are no people in the camp. No one in the world can resist their martial arts. Their lightness skills are excellent. No one knows where to go.

Yan Ming stood in the night, looking at the stars, the Qionghua dancing and spinning all over the sky, in the fierce red.

His beauty is hard to see in the world.

A glance and gaze is a dream. If you grow up, you will certainly be the great enemy of Xizhou, even the great enemy of Beiyuan and Nanyue.

Liu Luoyuan smiled bitterly, returned to Yan Ming's words and said, "I don't know."

Without saying anything, Yan Ming left here and took away all the condensation here.

Warm abdomen.

Liu Luoyuan looked at her with low eyes and said, "Huawu, in this way, you must be able to take good care of our children?"

She smiled, her eyes red.

If the child was born in the name of Huaxi, will Huawu take more care of the family?

The painting Wu, who had already returned, went straight to Liu Luoyuan, and the sabre had reached Liu Luoyuan's neck: "Xi'er's body has been taken away! Who agreed to your decision with the people of Eastern Shu?"

He stood close to Liu Luoyuan, full of anger.

Although such a handsome face is pale, it no longer looks good. Liu Luoyuan looked at Huawu and smiled. A pair of beautiful eyes still stood on the blade: "Huawu, are you really my opponent now?"

Liu Luoyuan raised his hand and smashed the blade.

Hua Wu stumbled back and looked angrily at Liu Luoyuan: "I killed your mind until I could kill you! Did you threaten me with Xi'er in order to make me give up tolerance?"

His eyes stared at Liu Luoyuan's stomach, denouncing condensation and disgusting.

"If you think so, think so." so, Liu Luoyuan smiled bitterly. In Huawu's heart, is saving Huaxi just for Huawu's worthless love for her?

Is her mind so heavy in Huawu's heart?

Liu Luoyuan raised her eyes and directly blew the whistle. The war horse galloped in the distance. She directly stepped over to the war horse: "draw martial arts, you can clean up the mess here, and I'll go back to Kyoto and wait for you."

She didn't know how she got out of here.

Liu Luoyuan didn't even dare to look back at Huawu's expression. With such an angry look, Huawu could do it for the sake of painting the river or for Rong he.

But one more look made her sick.

Following the sacred heart and combining with the family of generals, she was forced to marry Huawu, and Huawu was also forced to marry her. She thought Huawu would treat her well and live a good life.

But Huawu is not what she imagined.

Hua Wu's unsophisticated martial arts and unsophisticated heart are somewhat like the person she wants to marry? Except for the handsome face, Huawu has no point in her heart.

Liu Luoyuan clenched the reins, bit the bloody lips and headed for Xizhou and the painting house.

It's more appropriate for the 200000 painter army to be brought back to school by Huawu himself. She's just an accessory of the painter. This time, she can see clearly.

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It's a long way, but it's only a month's effort.

When Liu Luoyuan arrived in Kyoto, Darcy, it was the birthday of the prince in the palace. Fireworks rose all over the sky in the dark, exaggerating the ferocity of Kyoto.

Before the painter's army arrived, she entered the palace in military uniform and was kneeling outside the heart nourishing hall.

On the steps of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, Emperor Xi did not come down.

But the sound of footsteps was different.

Liu Luoyuan nodded and looked. An old internal warden came down the ladder with a young baby in dragon and cypress clothes and was looking down at Liu Luoyuan.

The old internal warden smiled: "why do you kneel, do you remember?"

Liu Luoyuan leaned over and said, "the Yan Emperor of Eastern Shu's life to paint martial arts was blocked. It was 200000 painters' army who stopped the pain of ceding the city. The cessation of such a battle was the work of the painters' army. The emperor was angry and Luoyuan knelt here."

The old internal supervisor smiled more when he heard Liu Luoyuan's words: "is it really the credit of the painter's army? Miss Liu is the wife of the painting house. If such a lie reaches the emperor's ears, but it will be implicated, you might as well think about who blocked Beiyuan's lifeline and Nanyue Shan Jue?"

"Luo Yuan doesn't know!"

"How many people in the world can stop Shan Jue in Nanyue and Beiyuan? I've heard that the 33 dead men sent by Emperor Yan died on the battlefield. Slaves have heard of it."

Liu Luoyuan really understood every sentence of the old internal prison. Yan Ming saved the painter's life. She will not blurt out the truth. The painter's army can forget the man in red. But the emperor wants people with this ability, how can she afford it? Even if you want to give it, Dongshu can't afford it.

Liu Luoyuan nodded and looked at the old internal prison with a smile: "after kneeling for so long, if you let Luo Yuan reply again, it's still that sentence. It's Kyoto saved by the painter's army. There's no outsider to speak of."

Such certainty surprised the old internal supervisor.

The old internal warden looked at the doll in his arms and smiled and stroked the doll's clothes: "little prince, what do you think?"

The little prince snorted, "I don't understand."

Liu Luoyuan frowned and looked at the little prince, but he was surprised.

The child had a pair of long, narrow and beautiful Phoenix eyes. Although he was one year old, his appearance was rare among thousands of people. Even when Hua Wu was young, he couldn't compare with this child.

Liu Luoyuan thought, and then looked at it and gently stroked his stomach: "this is the prince of today's birthday?"

The old internal warden smiled: "the emperor Ning's family is busy today. You don't know who the child is?"

This blocked Liu Luoyuan's mouth. She smiled and looked up, but she saw that the little prince was looking at her. Her beautiful eyes were cold and broken.

The little prince's disdain increased by one point. Then, the little prince turned to Liu Luoyuan's belly and said, "is it a doll?"

Liu Luoyuan smiled on her lips: "when she is full-term, she will be born. She is a doll."

Hearing this, the little prince raised his thin lips a little and looked at Liu Luoyuan calmly: "name, doll."

The little prince just said that as completely as possible. The old internal supervisor on one side immediately added, "you baby in your stomach, have you taken a name?"

At this question, Liu Luoyuan clenched his hand under his sleeve: "draw the river."

"Painted creek?"

The old internal warden thought hard, then looked at Liu Luoyuan and asked, "how is this name familiar? Yes... I remember that there was a girl in the painting house who didn't come out of the cabinet. The one raised in the boudoir seemed to call a word Xi."

Liu Luoyuan coagulated the old internal prison, knelt hard, and said faintly: "when he died on the battlefield, the prime minister named the child in honor of his dead sister. Is that a hindrance?"

Before the old internal supervisor answered Liu Luoyuan's words, the little prince grabbed the old internal supervisor's arm: "listen."

The old internal supervisor hurriedly coaxed the little prince: "what you say is what you say. Now the emperor asked the little prince to see for himself. Do you want the woman to kneel? Little prince, if you say you don't kneel, you don't kneel?"

He looked at the little prince. His wrinkled face showed too many unidentified smiles.

The little prince looked at Liu Luoyuan. Although his voice was milk, it was very cold. He pointed to her abdomen and said, "I want to see a baby. I'm curious."

This irrelevant remark made the old internal supervisor laugh: "what you say is what you say!"

The little prince's eyebrows were the same. Although he was happy, he didn't smile. He looked at Liu Luoyuan and hummed: "go down and have a baby in the future. It's important to see."

He said word by word.

Liu Luoyuan bent over and kowtowed his head: "thank you for your kindness."

Liu Luoyuan got up and left, but she didn't see the prince's eyes.

The old internal supervisor held the little prince and coaxed him while walking. Only after he was far from the heart nourishing hall, the old internal supervisor asked strangely, "why does the little prince want to see a baby?"

The man in his arms looked at the distance, and there was more exploration in his Phoenix eyes: "I haven't seen it, curious."

"There are many things the little prince hasn't seen. You can see them slowly in the future."

"Oh."

A "ha" made the old internal prison cry and laugh. Just holding him, he went to the Hanguang palace, where the little prince's mother and concubine lived and where the little prince has always lived. The old internal supervisor walked slowly, followed by more than a dozen palace maids behind him. Everyone couldn't see clearly the direction in which the child's eyes left was very far and deep.

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