Shui Yao held Yue Nanchen's hand tightly. She did not look back, and she did not dare to look back. What happened in the past two days was like a dream, and she was so depressed that she could not breathe.

"Ugh!" Shui Yao bent over and suddenly vomited violently, as if she was going to vomit out her stomach.

"Yao'er, what's wrong with you?" Yue Nanchen supported her.

"Impossible, impossible!" Shui Yao touched her abdomen and quickly checked her pulse. The child was still there? Impossible! Tian Wen clearly said that the toxins were drawn out by the child in her belly, why...

Tianwen must have found a way to hold this child! Tianwen, don't you even give me a chance to let me feel at ease?

Shui Yao slowly closed her eyes and snuggled in Yue Nanchen's arms, "Yuen Nanchen, I have our child. No matter what, I must give birth to this child!"

Tianwen, if you still have a spirit in heaven, please reincarnate into my belly!

"You...are you serious?" Yue Nanchen blinked in disbelief, reaching out to touch Shui Yao's belly lovingly, "Child? Are you really pregnant?"

Shui Yao nodded, "From today on, I will learn how to be a good mother!"

Since she has decided to give birth to the child, she will not let the child repeat her childhood. She will definitely let him grow up happily!

Yue Nanchen nodded, and suddenly he picked up Shui Yao and said, "Yao'er, I'll take you to see our new home now, okay?"

"New home?" Shui Yao was startled and looked at Yue Nanchen in confusion, "What new home?"

"You'll know when you get there!" Yue Nanchen held Shui Yao in his arms and rushed down the mountain in the wind and snow.

Not far away, Qianhun was panting and performing Qinggong, shouting, "Master, you forgot about Qianhun. Alas, you really have no humanity when it comes to the opposite sex!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a snowball hit him hard on the head. He shouted, "Who? Who is attacking me?"

"Who told you to speak ill of our master!" A blue figure flashed out from behind a snow hill and stared coldly at Qian Hun, whose face was covered with snow and looked a little embarrassed.

"Lan Yi? Why is it you? Didn't you say... Hey, you came out of the palace?" Qian Hun walked forward in surprise and held Lan Yi's hand.

"Let go!" Lan Yi said coldly, "Don't you know that it's forbidden for men and women to touch each other?"

Qianhun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and took his hand back, feeling a little jealous, "Yes, yes, men and women should not be intimate with each other, especially someone who is about to become the queen!"

Lan Yi frowned coldly, "What did you say? I will ignore you if you say that again!" After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"That's right. You escorted the emperor back to the palace for two months. During these two months, I finished my work for our master and went to hang out in the palace. That time, I even heard a palace maid calling you "mother", didn't I?"

"So the female ghost in white that the palace maids were talking about is you?" Lan Yi suddenly realized.

For the past two months, she was trapped in the palace by Yue Nanxuan, who used various reasons to keep her there, but she always felt that someone was watching her. Later, there were rumors that a female ghost was haunting the palace.

This time, she used the excuse of investigating a female ghost to finally slip out of the palace. She originally wanted to go up the mountain to find her master, but unexpectedly she happened to meet the master and her master happily together. Then she would not be a light bulb, but she did not expect to meet Qianhun who was complaining.

"What female ghost in white? I always wear silver-white clothes. It was just that night that I was chased by the mad dog in your yard, so my hair was disheveled and I looked a little disheveled!" Qian Hun frowned and refused to admit it.

"Then why are you going to the palace?" Lan Yi asked in a low voice.

Qianhun’s face turned red and he remained silent.

Lan Yi also suddenly felt that this question was a bit sensitive. She knew that Qianhun felt for her, but... She quickly laughed, "Let's go and catch up with the master and the others. I miss the master so much!"

Qianhun nodded and took Qianhun to the lair of Feilongtang.

Shui Yao looked up at the solemn door lintel and the three vigorous characters "Feilongtang" and sighed softly.

From Tianshan to Feilong Hall, she has heard too many rumors about Feilong Hall. Now the whole martial arts world is under the control of Feilong Hall. Even Helan surrendered a month ago. Yue Nanchen finally dominated the martial arts world. She should be happy, but she has mixed feelings about this meaningless competition.

"Yao'er, come in and take a look at the courtyard I have prepared for you, and see if you like it!" Yue Nanchen was very interested, and pulled Shui Yao straight into the courtyard amid the respectful salutes and shouts of many guards.

A small bridge, flowing water, rockery, and a pavilion. It is now May in the lunar calendar, and the weather is slowly getting hot. However, standing on the small bridge, gazing at the clear stream under the bridge, and watching the red, black, and white fish swimming around, I feel indescribably comfortable.

"How is it? Do you like it?" Yue Nanchen was as excited as a child presenting a treasure.

Shui Yao nodded, "Yeah, but I'm a little tired..."

Yue Nanchen quickly put his hands around Shui Yao's waist and held her in his arms, holding her in the pavilion with flying curtains, "Go to sleep, I'll watch over you!"

"Look at me?" Leaning in Yue Nanchen's arms, Shui Yao asked lazily with squinted eyes.

"From Tianshan to here, I can't believe this is true. I'm afraid you'll disappear in an instant... Yao'er, go to sleep. I'll just look at you like this. Let me be happy for a while!"

Shui Yao chuckled, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep in the warm breeze.

The man lowered his eyes to look at the beautiful face of the sleeping woman, and carefully stretched out his hand, as if touching the most precious porcelain in the world, and gently tidied the strand of black hair on her forehead behind her ear.

His Yaoer is finally back, along with his child. This time, he will never let go no matter what!

It was a deep sleep, and I woke up slowly only when it was getting dark.

Shui Yao opened her eyes and met the man's smiling eyes. She moaned and leaned into his arms again, but did not get up.

I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t had such a relaxing sleep in a long time, or if the tiredness in my heart has not yet subsided, Shui Yao feels lazy and doesn’t want to move at all.

The man stretched out his hand and stroked her shiny and soft hair. He looked up at the sky full of twinkling stars and his heart was filled with a feeling called happiness!

"Yao'er, from now on, you have the final say in our affairs. Do you want to return to Luoluo to be the queen or to be the mistress of Feilong Hall? It's all up to you. I'll go with you!" Yue Nanchen spoke softly, unable to suppress his excitement.

"Really?" Shui Yao changed her posture, relaxed her arms and legs comfortably, and let her hair fall all over the ground.

"Yes!" Yue Nanchen nodded, "I don't want to let you go again, I don't want to!"

"Then are you willing to be my queen?" Shui Yao giggled.

Yue Nanchen was startled, his face was full of black lines, he was really embarrassed, "Yao'er, is this queen..."

"Look, look, you were so confident and righteous just now, but you regret it in a moment!" Shui Yao acted coquettishly to him.

"Okay!" Yue Nanchen gritted his teeth, "But I really can't accept the title of Queen. How about the King's Husband?"

"Hehe!" Shui Yao covered her lips mischievously. It seemed that this detour was not in vain. Yue Nanchen finally saw through the man's dignity, and she also learned to consider him.

"Forget it, I'm just teasing you. With your personality, being called the king's husband all day long..." Shui Yao giggled. She found it funny when she thought of the arrogant Yue Nanchen staying in the deep palace like a woman!

"Yao'er!" Yue Nanchen was so upset by her smile that he pretended to be angry.

"Okay, let's talk about this after we get back to Luluo!" Shuiyao turned to look at him, "Did you get the snow lotus root?"

Yue Nanchen nodded, "But only a little bit, most of it was used by Ling Shuiyan for practicing martial arts!"

"Take me to see him!" Shui Yao said anxiously, "If the snow lotus root still has medicinal effects, a little bit will be enough, and Nanhan's illness can be cured!"

Yue Nanchen snorted coldly, "So what if he can be saved? That Luo is stubborn and unrepentant. Nanhan can't bear to suffer with him anymore!"

"Who said Nan Hanyao followed A Luo?" Shui Yao sat up lazily, playing with her hair with a charming smile, "There are many good men in this world, right? Don't worry about it, I will definitely make Nan Han happy!"

Yue Nanchen nodded and touched Shui Yao's hair again with affection, "Yao'er, thank you!"

Shui Yao shook her head. "I said before, I am also responsible for Nan Han's situation. Now I really regard Nan Han as a friend!"