Chapter 3 03How much is a man’s heart worth?

Author: Old Cat Fishing for Sharks

Chapter 3 03How much is a man’s heart worth?

The idiot's two simple words shocked both of them.

She Youyu really didn't know this.

She glanced at the man wearing the jade mask. He had thick long eyelashes trembling, and his gray-blue pupils were filled with ferocity.

The girl in the red dress went to the tall man and patted his shoulder with her onion-rooted jade fingers. During the movement, one of her big sleeves slid down her fat shoulder, and the snow peak was strangled by the red azalea tube top and was about to come out.

Yuan Wuyou's eyes trembled when she saw her. Her actions were full of charm, very similar to the maid in the mansion back then. It seemed that Yuwen Huaibi liked this.

Yuwen Huaibi did not look back, he just flicked his sleeves and slapped her hand away, making a low "tsk" sound to show his displeasure.

She Youyu said dissatisfiedly, "Your shoulders are not allowed to be touched? I am the mother of the child in your belly!"

He suddenly turned his face sideways, his sinister eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems that both of them need to be silenced.

Suddenly, he smelled the fragrance of powder in his nose, and Yuwen Huaibi's internal organs immediately swelled. He quickly raised his sleeves to cover his face, but did not suppress the nausea.

A sound of "vomit——" came suddenly. Although it was retching, the two girls were really stunned.

His morning sickness happened suddenly, and he still didn't take off his mask despite being in this condition, which made Yuan Wuyou, who hadn't seen him since he grew up, even more suspicious.

When there was more to eat, Shi Ran came up to him and said with concern,

"Stop moving the tire."

He also took the opportunity to touch him, and he was so thin that it hurt his back.

The man was suddenly frightened. He threw up his sleeves and pushed her away. He staggered back two steps, stuck the lamp pole on the ground, and then managed to hold himself up. He glared sideways at the female madman, his sinister eyes gleaming with water.

"You can get my people, but you can't even get my heart!"

She Youyu rarely saw him angry, and through the mask he could feel the evil energy around him, and it was impossible to hide the look in someone's eyes.

What's more, he almost told her about his murderous intention.

It's just that he had a fierce look in his eyes and raised his sleeves to cover his mouth. His arrogant and tall body was forced to bend down because of his shyness, which really didn't have any deterrent effect.

She raised her eyebrows: "Our children can inherit two countries, how much is a man's heart worth?"

Yuan Wuyou was speechless: "Is this allowed to be said?"

She suddenly felt a little more appreciative.

The tall and thin Emperor Xianbei suddenly became unsteady on his feet and vomited for no apparent reason, relying entirely on the thin light pole for support.

Yuan Wuyou looked at him and wanted to lend him his walking stick.

Now that you are pregnant, you no longer pretend to be infatuated and look at his embarrassment coldly.

Yuwen Huaibi tried his best to suppress his discomfort, glanced at the girl who had just picked up the walking stick, and walked towards her.

The water in the moat roared, and the reed roots on the bank were wet several times.

Against the background of the towering monument, the girl with a scarred face gathered her body in the black fox cloak.

In the blink of an eye, the man who was a head taller than her stood in front of Yuan Wuyou, blocking the cold wind.

Emperor Yuwen Huaibi of the Northern Zhou Dynasty was already twenty-eight years old, but except for his outstanding height of seven feet, his appearance was no different from that of a twenty-eight-year-old boy.

The long-sleeved jacket hangs on his slightly thin shoulders, but it can't hide the loose figure of his phoenix bones. The fabric is a thin layer close to the skin, and there are sparkling silvery dark spots on the ink-colored Shu brocade.

Then he used the colorful palace tape to stretch out his thin waist.

The two stood facing each other, Yuan Wuyou raised his head unwilling to be outdone, and watched as the man took out the colorful palace ribbon from his waist.

His low, clear voice burst into my ears with an oppressive coolness: "Since you are not blind, can you admit this?"

The man suddenly leaned close to her, his face revealing his snow-white gooseneck and temples.

At this moment, she could even count clearly his thick black long eyelashes and a pair of fierce blue-gray pupils.

The night looked like paint, with a few stars dimming. He and the palace lantern made up for the lack of moon in the sky.

Yuan Wuyou looked at the palace ribbon lying in his jade-white palm. Yuwen Huaibi's fingers were slender and well-proportioned. Because the palms of his fingers were narrow and thin, his hands were not large, but the palace ribbon was made into a thin and small rope.

"Where can I meet a palace lady?"

Hearing this, a trace of sarcasm flashed across his eyes, and he took a step back to distance himself.

"The palace ribbon is nothing special. It was just given to me by the concubine when she chased me out. But the imperial doctor Hua Xu said that I have been pregnant for more than a month. Do you agree?"

Yuan Wuyou: "..."

One step away was enough for her to look around.

His lower abdomen was so flat that there was no trace of fat, and his waist was as thin as a woman's. Even she was jealous of him, and there was no way he could tell he was carrying a baby.

"Wait a minute, you are a Bailu...Xianbei man, where can you give birth? Which imperial doctor in the palace would dare to blind you like this?"

Before Yuan Wuyou could finish his words, the next moment his chin was clamped by a cold hand, forcing him to raise his head in humiliation.

His slender fingers, glowing with the cold light of jade, were well-proportioned and white as if they had no joints, but were strong and powerful. He narrowed his eyes and threatened: "I heard that the Lushu bloodline of the Huaxu woman can make men pregnant. That day I will finally

It was you who saw it, and you still want to be beaten blind?"

The mandible was pinched loudly, and the skin on his hands was so delicate that she felt it slipping when she picked at it. Her eye sockets turned red from the pain, and his joints also turned pink due to the exertion.

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet. We can discuss it if I want to be your mother."

Something's wrong!

This guy has the best face, not to mention he is a native and male-oriented monarch! The chance of hearing words such as "man is pregnant" and "Lushu bloodline" from his mouth is no less than that he is really pregnant.

The most suspicious thing is that just now he was with She Youyu and surrendered to the enemy after being humiliated by his allies? After all, a good man will not suffer the immediate consequences, so Yuan Wuyou will cooperate with him first.

He then released her mandible and lowered his voice:

"Since you are the biological mother of this child, I will definitely let you go."

If something goes wrong, it must be a monster. Yuwen Huaibi's words and deeds are so haunting that Yuan Wuyou's face was full of horror at that time.

It's so scary, he must have been possessed and taken away his body!

Xi Youyu, who was watching the two people talking intimately and whispering to the side, suddenly laughed,

"Want to leave? You two can't come up with a good set of organs, who can protect whom? Yuwen Huaibi... To tell you the truth, the people you sent to Xiqiang to supervise the war are in my hands, and the subordinates who are in contact with you are also sent by me.

Go, otherwise how could I dare to be alone with you two?"

When the black-shirted emperor who was shielding her from the wind heard this, he suddenly turned around with a lantern, and a pair of fierce eyes shot out from under his mask.

Oh!

Yuwen Huaibi didn't know what mechanism was triggered, and the three-foot lamp pole suddenly split into two, and he took out a thin sword from the middle.

The girl in the red dress was immediately dumbfounded: "Don't be too ridiculous."

She only felt that her scalp was numb. How could the Bailu Emperor, who was so weak and unable to take care of himself, still be playing tricks?

I heard the two halves of the wooden pole fall on the grass, and the hexagonal palace lantern fell sharply, making a crisp sound.

The seven-foot-tall Xianbei Emperor rushed up to her with two long legs and put his thin sword on her neck without giving her a chance to react.

"Let her go." He looked back at Yuan Wuyou again, "Open the way."

Yuan Wuyou, who was on crutches: "..."

Do you two have the right score? What a match for a coward and a tyrant. Why don't you two run away with your cubs and leave the country to her?

The girl in the red dress lowered her eyes and looked at the sword on Xue's neck with sadness in her eyes.

"I played with the princes for you, but you want to go with this disfigured trash? You just like to be tortured by her, ah! -"

Without hesitation, the man slashed the tip of his sword from her cheek to her collarbone, leaving a trace of scarlet along the way.

She Youyu let out a cry of pain and quickly backed away, covering his face with his trembling hands, but not daring to touch the injured area.
Chapter completed!