Long shook his head silently, his eyes a little dim, "It's okay with me!"
She gently withdrew from his arms, wanting to leave. These days, they had been sleeping separately.
"Mo Mo, don't leave!" Feng Leng held her in his arms anxiously.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I don't want to be separated from you anymore." He hugged her tightly and warmed her body with his body temperature.
"Hey, don't hug her so tightly, it will hurt the baby." Long Momo was a little panicked, so he was pressing her belly.
Feng Lenglie was startled, and he loosened his hand a little, letting her turn over and lean on him. The quilt on her body wrapped her tightly.
"Hey, I should have believed you!" Long Momo said a little ashamed. She knew that he would never do anything sorry to her, but she still had a petty temper with him for such a long time.
It made him sad, and she herself was sad.
"Momo, thank you!" He kissed her neck gently, feeling very excited, and finally he hugged her and lay down together.
Early the next morning, Long Momo only felt itchy in her stomach. She opened her eyes and saw that Feng Lenglie was lying underneath, kissing her belly gently.
From time to time, I would turn my head and listen.
Long Momo really couldn't laugh or cry.
She took the opportunity to reach out and pinch his ears playfully.
"Are you awake?" Feng Lenglie's face was full of energy. If he had known that getting drunk once would make the two of them reconcile, he would have drank already. Why wait until now?
"Well, what are you doing there?" Long Momo was also very happy, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, saying that they would never quarrel or have a cold war in the future.
It is too painful for two people who love each other to torture each other.
"I'm listening to see if our child will talk to me." He straightened up and pecked her pink lips gently.
"Did you hear that?"
"Of course, he is telling me, Father, you must not make my mother sad again in the future."
Feng Lenglie imitated the tone of a child, making Long Momo giggle. He didn't expect that her Lie also had such a childlike side.
"Hey, let's never quarrel again, okay?" She put her head on his chest and listened to his strong heartbeat, feeling particularly at ease.
"Well, no more quarreling!" Feng Lenglie hugged her tightly, he must give her a complete home.
"Be good, sleep a little longer. You slept late last night!" Feng coldly coaxed her.
"Yes!" Long closed his eyes obediently, and after a while, he could hear his even breathing.
Inside the main hall of Qianqing Palace.
Long Lijin's injury was almost healed. He looked sideways at Feng Lenglie and Qingfeng, who were standing aside. Feng Lenglie had not dared to appear in front of him these days, but today he finally showed up.
"Feng Lenglie, you destroyed my country, do you plan to keep this matter hidden from Mo Mo?" He said it with extreme indifference. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Mo was pregnant with his child, he would have told Mo Mo.
Silently telling the truth, he took her away.
"If you are willing, I can let you ascend the throne and return the Dragon Kingdom to you, but I can't lose Mo Mo." Feng Lenglie said calmly. He had already figured it out. The most important thing in his heart now is Mo Mo.
, he doesn’t need anything else.
"You can return the throne, but what about my father's life? How can you return it?" Long Lijin stood up from the bed and approached him step by step.
"Did you kill him with your own hands? Did you ever think about Mo Mo at that time!"
Feng Lenglie was speechless, because Long Zaitian was indeed knocked off the cliff by his own hands.
A scream of "Ouch" brought the three men back from their thoughts, and they looked nervously towards the door.
Long stood there dumbly, Xiao Hei she was holding in her hand was thrown to the ground and she let out a scream.
"Brother, what are you talking about?" She took two steps forward anxiously and almost stepped on Xiao Hei who was thrown to the ground by her. He shrank nervously and crawled to the side, staring at the black pearl.
Watching everyone with small eyes.
"Mo Mo, when did you come?" Feng Lenglie felt as if her blood was flowing backwards, how much she heard!
He strode forward and tried to catch her, but she threw him away.
"Brother, I want you to tell me, what happened to Long Kingdom, what happened to my father?" Long asked this question silently, but she felt that the air around her had become thinner, and she almost couldn't breathe.
Long Lijin also looked nervous. She was pregnant now, and he didn't want her to be sad. He just wanted her to give birth to the baby safely.
"Mo Mo, listen to me. The most important thing for you now is to take good care of your health. Leave other matters to your brother, who will take care of it." He walked up to her.
"Even you tried to lie to me. I heard it all. He destroyed my country and killed my father." Long Momo shouted uncontrollably.
"Your Majesty, that's not the case. The Dragon Emperor's death has nothing to do with the Emperor. It was at the hands of his subordinates. If you want revenge, just kill me!" Qingfeng stood in front of Feng Lenglie, pulled out the sword and handed it to Long Momo.
before.
"Qingfeng!" Feng Lenglie grabbed his hand and looked at him anxiously. This crime was too big and he couldn't let Qingfeng bear it for him.
"Your Majesty, now that things have come to this, please tell your empress that it was the Dragon Emperor who wanted to provoke a war between the Emperor and Feng Yichen so that he could reap the benefits and swallow up the Feng Kingdom in one fell swoop. The Emperor had no choice but to send his subordinates to intercept the Dragon Emperor. Finally,
A subordinate accidentally knocked the Dragon Emperor off a cliff! His life and death are still uncertain."
Long looked at the long sword in Qingfeng's hand silently, then his body softened and he fell into Long Lijin's arms.
"If the empress refuses to take action, then Qingfeng will do it herself and pay for your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingfeng's strike was like lightning, and the blade of the sword turned directly across his neck.
"No!" Long shouted silently.
Feng Lenglie was startled and grabbed the gleaming sword blade with his hand, holding it tightly and refusing to let go regardless of anything.
Blood spurted out, and Feng Leng felt a sharp pain in his hand.
"Your Majesty, please let go!" Qingfeng looked at Feng's cold and determined eyes without daring to send a letter.
"It's you who should let go!" Feng held the sword stubbornly, leaving no room for negotiation.
If Feng's cold hand continued to hold on like this, his hand would become useless.
Qingfeng trembled, and his hands suddenly loosened. He staggered back two steps. After following him for so many years, he knew what he was going to do now.
"Your Majesty, no!" Qingfeng was a little anxious. If the Emperor told the truth, he might not forgive him anymore.
Feng Lenglie threw the sword far away, blood was still flowing out of his hand, but he didn't care at all.
