"I just hug you and don't do anything else." After smelling her soft hair, her big palm suddenly stepped up, and she grabbed a soft and soft ball that made him forget about the years. Then she closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Jiuyin was still nervous, afraid that he would not be able to control his beastly nature, but she finally felt relieved after not seeing him do anything for a long time.

In fact, I didn’t even know what I was feeling now. I said I was not with him, but I did such a close thing with him.

Although she didn't get to the last step, she now holds her soft softness and holds her in her arms and sleeps with her. Apart from the couple, she can't imagine any relationship that can do these things openly.

She let out a long sigh, feeling mixed emotions in her heart, unable to tell what it felt.

How exactly should she get along with him and whether she should follow him?

But if she obeyed him, Mu Jin might not object, what about Feng Chenye and Zhan Qingcheng?

Canghai is a friend of Qingcheng. Will doing this hurt their relationship? And the arrogant Prince Yi, will he kill Canghai with one palm?

She spends this tonight here. Will everyone know about tomorrow? What if Prince Yi really can't resist the anger and comes to Canghai to be discouraged?

Thinking of this, I felt panicked again.

She wanted to push him away and sneak out, but the palm held her softly and tightly, and she was reluctant to let go. She really had no choice.

My breathing was clearly even and smooth. I could hear that I had fallen asleep, but I still held her so tightly...

She closed her eyes and tried to adjust her breath. She didn't know how long she had struggled in his arms before she finally fell asleep in exhaustion.

...

Life is spent in peace and busyness. Every day, everyone lives so fulfilled, sometimes too fulfilled, and they are busy all night.

Detailing land and farming, mining ore, recruiting soldiers and horses, every thing is a major event, and every thing requires a lot of manpower and material resources.

Canghai and Feng Mujin went to the mine area, and while mining, they also built the weapon yard.

As for Prince Yi's army, he set out from Dongchu more than a month ago and slowly came to Langya Island. Now the entire Langya Island has become a small country, and it is also a country with strict protection.

The degree of strictness is absolutely unprecedented. Here there is the army of the God of War and Feng Chenye's army. The total number of troops is more than one million. The sparsely populated Langya Island was instantly enriched.

What is rare is that the land is vast and the land is vast and many wilderness areas have not been developed. After the army arrived, they put down their swords and rolled up their sleeves to farm. Many people followed Canghai and Feng Mujin to the mountains to mine.

Everyone is working very hard, and their lives are spent day by day in this busy life.

Winter goes and spring comes, and in a blink of an eye, it is the end of spring and early summer of the next year.

Because I had to go back to Cangdu in advance to check the military situation, Canghai and Feng Mujin had already set out from the mountain range a few days ago and returned to Langya City after two days of travel.

Feng Chenye and Zhan Qingcheng also explained everything. After tonight, they will set off to the beach tomorrow morning and go back to Cangdu along the dozens of islands that gradually emerged.

After dinner, everyone went back to the dormitory to pack their luggage. Jiuyin hurriedly packed up his gifts and was about to go out, but saw Ruhua holding Baoer and pushing the door in.

Now Baoer is one year and four months old, and he can walk, jump and call him mother, but he is not speaking smoothly. Jiuyin waved to him, and he ran towards her with his chubby legs and threw himself into her arms.

"What are you having fun with Aunt Ruhua today?" Jiuyin asked softly, rubbing his hair.

Baoer just opened her round eyes and blinked, looked at her, then looked at Ruhua again, but didn't say anything.

In fact, maybe I can understand her questions, but I can't express my answer. I am still so small that my understanding needs to be strengthened.

"I went to the back mountain today, and Qingyang passed on his supernatural powers." Ruhua said with a smile.

"Tell him supernatural powers at such a young age." Jiuyin raised her eyes and looked at Ruhua sitting next to her, and smiled helplessly: "Do you have too much expectations for him?"

"Qingyang said that Baoer is very likely to be the crown prince of Cangdu in the future. If you cannot give birth to a daughter, the throne of the future must be passed to Baoer." There are definitely many people who want to murder him. If you cannot have the strong ability to protect yourself, how can you grow up healthily?

"Actually, does it take a daughter to inherit the throne?" Jiuyin had thought about this question a long time ago, but she had never proposed it with them to discuss it together.

Why do you have to choose a queen? If she can't give birth to a daughter, can Baoer inherit the throne?

In fact, what she wanted to say more was why the children of the royal family had to be the emperor? She did not want her own children to compete for that position. The high places were too cold. Which emperor had lived happily in all dynasties? Not to mention that several emperors competed with each other and secretly caused bloody storms.

If her own children were killed by each other in the future, she would have been so angry that she would have vomited blood and died without waiting for them to usurp the throne.

"We'll talk about this when we return to Cangdu and calm down Cangdu." Ruhua knew what she was worried about, but who can explain the future?

"Have you packed your things? If not, tell me what's missing and I'll pack it for you."

"No, Baoer will be handed over to you after I leave." Everything you need to prepare is ready, and the only thing she can't rest assured now is Baoer.

Ruhua smiled and said, "You are not at ease if you leave it to me? I have been taking Baoer for so long, and I have basically become his wet nurse."

"It's a pity that you didn't have breast feeding him." As he said that, he stretched out his index finger and poked her chest.

Ruhua blushed her face and reached out to hit her little hand, saying resentful: "I've been a mother, but I'm still so picky."

"What's the matter? There are no men here."

"Isn't Bao'er a man?"

"Baoer?" Jiuyin's eyes turned and she smiled, "It's just a little boy, not a man, right?"

His long fingers shaved over Baoer's nose. Baoer wrinkled his nose and sneezes suddenly.

Jiuyin smiled happily, held him up, left a lot of saliva on his face and forehead, and then handed him over to Ruhua again, saying, "I'll go and see if they have packed up, you know, a few big men are always so careless."

"Go, I should take Baoer back to bed." It was getting late, and Baoer got used to going to bed early.

The three of them went out together, and Jiuyin kissed Baoer's face again, so that Ruhua would carry him back. Looking at their figures leaving, the smile on the corners of their lips gradually dissipated, and a huge amount of reluctance flashed across her eyes.

It takes a month to leave, and I feel really reluctant to let it go. Those who have never been a mother naturally don’t know the feeling. I want to see him every day, and my mood is like when I am in love. I always have to see him in my heart before I can calm down.

However, some things must be done. Only when things are handled can Baoer have a more stable growth environment in the future.

It was not until Ruhua hugged Baoer and returned to the dormitory that she took back her longing gaze, sighed quietly, and walked towards the corridor.

Before she could walk far, she saw two figures standing in the wind under the tree in the front yard. The moonlight shone on them, pulling out two long shadows. She raised her eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over.

Seeing her, Sihai Qingyang and Feng Mujin were slightly stunned at the same time. Sihai Qingyang greeted her again, leaned over and said, "See the Queen."

Jiuyin waved her hand. At first, she was not used to him calling herself the queen, but now she is used to it.

After half a year of hard work, Xihai Qingyang is now speaking no differently than that of ordinary people.

She looked at the two of them and asked with a smile: "What are you doing here? Don't you say no?"

He looked at Feng Mujin again: "Have you packed up your clothes?"

"I'll clean up later."

He had just returned in a hurry and read all the documents after he came back, wrote down the plans for the next month and handed them over to his subordinates, without any extra time to clean up.

"Her Majesty Queen, I want to say something to you." Sihai Qingyang looked at her and glanced at Feng Mujin again.

Feng Mujin understood, smiled at the two of them, and turned toward the bedroom.

After he left, Jiuyin looked up at the Sihai Qingyang and said in surprise: "Does the Sixth Emperor have anything else to remind me?"

"Mu Jin's illness..." He paused. As expected, when he saw Jiuyin's gaze dimmed a little, he said again: "Her Majesty the Queen, why haven't he had sex with Emperor Canghai yet?"

Unexpectedly, Jiuyin said so directly, and her face turned red and felt a little embarrassed: "Uncle Sixth Emperor, why ask this?"

"I'm worried about Mu Jin's illness."

"Uncle Emperor, don't worry. Canghai said that he would save Mu Jin after the war ended."

Upon hearing this, Xihai Qingyang's face changed suddenly and he said in a deep voice: "Have he really said he wanted to save Mu Jin?"

Jiuyin looked up at him, wondering why his face suddenly became so ugly, and even his voice became cold. She blinked and said innocently: "It was him who said it himself. He said that when the war ended, he would save Mu Jin."

"Then you... agreed?"

She nodded, a little surprised: "Six Emperor Uncle, is there any problem here? Is it true that I want to save Mu Jin...Canghai..."

A little uneasiness suddenly flashed in her heart, and she said anxiously: "Is it?"

"Yes." The anxiety in Sihai Qingyang's eyes had not yet dissipated, and he said seriously: "The Cang clan's superpower can indeed cure Mu Jin, but it must pay a heavy price."

Jiuyin's hand hidden in her sleeve was unconsciously clenched, just watching him not talking.

Sihai Qingyang said again: "If Canghai wants to save Mu Jin, he must spend all his life's efforts, and that's more than..."
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