Chapter 2261 Really Comfortable

Chapter 682

After suffering so much for three months, Emperor Baorong was finally buried, and Yan Cenxuan was officially enthroned as emperor.

At that time, Mo Shanghua was six months pregnant, and her belly was two punches higher than the full height, but she did not have the inconvenience of moving like ordinary women.

During those three months, she had to worship every day, and she often suffered from pregnancy and vomiting. Mo Shanghua felt that it was more exhausting than her daily practice. Therefore, her body now seems to be better than that of ordinary pregnant women, even if she is standing After a long time, I won't feel back pain.

Even so, Yan Beicheng still feels distressed, he just feels ashamed of Moshanghua, and he takes good care of him every day.

Originally, after the new emperor ascended the throne, the other vassal kings had already left for the vassal land, but the couple had to stay here because Moshang Huayue was old.

Prince Yu's mansion has been refurbished, but Moshanghua prefers this clean little house, so the two of them live here for the time being, and they can return to Yuzhou to live happily ever after Moshanghua gives birth.

It is almost the end of the new year now, and the weather has been excellent for several days.

Mo Shanghua supported her lower back with one hand, and caressed her high swollen belly with the other, like a pet cat that had slept enough, her eyes narrowed lazily.

The thick long eyelashes like cattail fans cast a faint blue shadow under the eyes, and the plump and ruddy lips are like fresh cherries.

Seeing that Mo Shanghua had left the house alone, Qin Ya hurriedly went to support her, "Princess, why don't you call me a servant when you get up, if anything happens to you, the lord will definitely kill your servant. "

Moshang Huashui blinked his eyes, glanced at Mo Ling who was in the corridor, and said with a smile: "It's clear that you left your little man and ignored me, but now you're blaming me."

Qin Ya's white and tender cheeks suddenly looked like boiled crabs, she was ashamed and annoyed, "Princess, what nonsense are you talking about, slave girl, slave girl is just grateful for Brother Mo's life-saving grace."

Mo Ling in the corridor seemed to have heard the conversation between the master and the servant, his wooden face softened a little, and he looked at Qin Ya with doting eyes.

"What little gentleman, Qin Ya, don't you want to spoil this king's concubine!" Just as he was speaking, Yan Beicheng's slightly smiling voice came over.

Qin Ya covered her face and ran away immediately, "There is no servant, it is the princess who teases the servant, since the prince is worried about the servant, then you should take care of the princess yourself."

As he said that, he arrived at Mo Ling's side in no time, and pulled him away with a blushing face.

Just after leaving the far door, Qin Ya's exclamation came again, "Brother, why are you, no, why are you back?"

"The barracks are fine today."

"Hey, brother, what are you doing, brother!"

"..."

Listening to the noise outside, Mo Shang's colorful eyebrows stretched out, and his eyes, which were as quiet as an ancient well in the past, were full of smiles.

Such a day is really pleasant.

"Mo'er—"

Yan Beicheng was already standing in front of Mo Shanghua with his hands behind his back, clearly looking so stern in front of others, but now in front of her, he blinked and looked aggrieved.

Mo Shanghua was both funny and helpless, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness King Yu, who is famous for killing people like hemp, you look like this, wouldn't it be a joke to spread the word."

However, in just a few months, Yan Beicheng's image outside has changed from a notorious useless and ugly prince to a murderous and ruthless King Yu.

The front and the back seem to be just the difference between yesterday and today.

Yan Beicheng snorted indifferently, and didn't care at all, "This king loves his concubine, it's just a good word, how can it make people laugh."

As he said that, he suddenly took out the two hands behind his back as if conjuring, and a large cluster of bright roses suddenly crashed into Mo Shanghua's eyes.

She looked at the coquettish and beautiful roses in amazement, and couldn't believe that flowers from the 21st century would appear here.

"Yan Beicheng, where did you get it?" Mo Shanghua took the bouquet of roses, with a faint sparkle in her eyes.

With a cold heart, when did she shed tears in front of others?

Yan Beicheng smiled and helped Moshanghua into the house. While helping her take off the thick cloak, he moved the charcoal basin again, with a proud face, "Of course it won't trouble me. If you still want it, you can do it again." There are many for you to pick."

Moshang Hua took out one of them, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently, it was really fragrant and intoxicating, "I only said once, you are so caring, it's winter again, you..."

She said something, but no matter how many words she said, her voice became hoarse at this moment, and thousands of words seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she couldn't spit out a single word.

This rose is common in the 21st century, but how can this world have it? She really can't imagine how he got it.

Yan Beicheng smiled and pinched her slightly rounded face, "I'm not here to make you unhappy. If you don't smile, I'm sorry for the huge amount of money I spent on cultivating in Japan."

Mo Shanghua pursed her lips and finally smiled.

She originally had a cold and unflappable face, but when she smiled like this, she was only several times more beautiful than the rose in front of her eyes.

Yan Beicheng was filled with great satisfaction and happiness, put his ear on Moshanghua's bulging belly, and said with a smile: "The only thing missing now is the little villain in your stomach."

Mo Shanghua held his hand tightly with a smile, and they interlocked their fingers. Her voice was soft and gentle, "In the future, I only wish to grow old with you like this."

Yan Beicheng's pupil flashed lightly, and he clenched her slender plain hand tightly.

"I will always be with you."