Ying Wuji: “…”
He couldn't help but laugh in his heart, my silly wife!
I don’t even know whether you have achieved the imperial body or not?
He rubbed Zhao Ning's face sleepily: "Got it! Then stay a few more days, there is plenty of time! I'm so sleepy, let's go back to sleep!"
"Um!"
Zhao Ning responded softly, then leaned into his arms, listening to his even breathing.
My heart is in a mess.
I am...
Maybe my father is right, and love between men and women can indeed make people weak?
It’s just that this feeling is really irresistible!
Ying Wuji put his arm around her shoulders, his heart filled with joy.
This time he had originally planned to make a quick decision and rely on a "dream enlightenment" to help Zhao Ning achieve the emperor's body. Unexpectedly, because the energy was too huge, it dragged on for ten days.
But I never thought about it.
There was an unexpected gain.
Although he had always treated Zhao Ning as a woman, her words and actions always carried a "princely air".
Sometimes it's just like being gay.
But now.
"My Ning'er is totally a girl!"
The corners of Ying Wuji's mouth curled up wildly, and he just wanted to put his hands on his hips, which made me feel so proud.
At this time.
Zhao Ning suddenly raised his head: "Wuji!"
Ying Wuji replied in a dreamy voice: "Hmm?"
Zhao Ning bit her lip and whispered, "You... you must have had a hard time these days, right?"
Um?
Ying Wuji suddenly became energetic.
What?
What?
What does this mean?
He coughed lightly: "Indeed, there is some, but the overall situation is more important. Although fetal transformation is the best form-changing method in the world, the fetal energy is too difficult to conceal..."
Zhao Ning said softly: "But you are having a hard time enduring it!"
Ying Wuji's heartbeat quickened: "Then..."
Zhao Ning bit her lip, leaned over to his ear, and whispered, "I, I can try again. I won't be as rude as on our wedding night."
Ying Wuji: “…”
I watched her start to do something excessive.
Ying Wuji kissed her on impulse.
As the breathing becomes heavier.
He couldn't bear it anymore.
What the hell is this fetal irritation? I just want to throw it out of my mind.
"Ning'er, can you..."
"Can't!"
Zhao Ning covered his mouth, her breathing became a little rapid, but the smile on her lips remained unchanged.
…
Three more days passed.
“Boom!”
The stone door reopened.
Zhao Ning took a lingering look inside, hugged Ying Wuji gently, looked up and smiled, "Let's go!"
The last three days have been like a dream.
Even if it doesn't break the bottom line...
All I can say is that Wuji knows too much about the pleasures of bed.
"Um!"
Ying Wuji responded with a smile.
Zhao Ning nodded, and activated his fetal transformation to change back into the appearance of the prince.
Handsome and handsome.
Ying Wuji grinned. Fortunately, he had mastered the art of transformation and could see through her true appearance at any time. Otherwise, it would have really felt like he was being gay.
But now, even though Zhao Ning has turned back into the prince, the way he looks at himself seems a little different from before.
What exactly is different?
Ying Wuji couldn't explain it clearly, so he could only shake his head and said, "Let's go!"
The two left the underground palace side by side and returned to Chongli Palace.
At this moment, Zhao Ji was sitting opposite Luo Yan, with three or four glasses of wine on the table. There was no etiquette between the king and his subjects, just like two old friends chatting.
It's just that Luo Yan looks a little older.
There was a hint of sadness in every word.
The formation of the underground palace was connected to Zhao Ji. The moment the stone chamber was opened, he felt something. When he heard footsteps, he pointed to the side and said, "Isn't this coming?"
Luo Yan looked in the direction of the voice, and when he saw Ying Wuji coming out, the anxiety in his eyes finally eased.
"Greetings to father, greetings to the prime minister!"
"Greetings to father, greetings to the prime minister!"
The two men saluted side by side.
Zhao Ji waved his hand: "No need to be polite! How was the result of this retreat?"
Ying Wuji smiled and looked at Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning did not delay any longer. After standing still, he drew a line in the air with his fingertips, and a trickle of blood flew out from his palm.
As the blood and energy evaporated, a powerful aura of pressure spread out, making people unable to resist the urge to worship him.
Zhao Ji's eyes suddenly widened, and even though he was calm, his voice became a little excited: "Is the emperor's body completed?"
"Reply to Father! It's done!"
Zhao Ning smiled slightly.
"good!"
"good!"
"good!"
Zhao Ji said three good words in a row and couldn't help stroking his beard and laughing.
In fact, he has had this feeling vaguely these days.
Because for more than ten days, the two children had not made any movement.
If he really hadn't realized anything, he wouldn't have remained motionless for such a long time.
In the past ten days.
Something must have happened!
Zhao Ji thought that Zhao Ning might have an epiphany, but it was just a possibility. He didn't dare to think about completely awakening the emperor's body, because Ying Wuji's blood concentration had just increased so much that he almost lost his life.
Unexpectedly, it actually worked.
The corners of his mouth were almost stretched to his temples. He turned around and looked at Ying Wuji: "Where's you kid?"
Ying Wuji spread his hands and said, "Thanks to your Highness, when she was enlightened in her dream, she influenced me in some way. I was lucky enough to get a chance to experience it once, and my bloodline has improved, but it is very limited, and it is still far from the emperor's body!"
Zhao Ji smiled and waved his hand to comfort him: "Don't be discouraged, victory and defeat are common in the military, not to mention that you are a scholar!"
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