Su Yuetong pretended not to hear, said she was tired, went back to the room to have a rest.

Murong Huan thought carefully, he wanted to hide her things, even if she asked him also asked nothing.

But as soon as Murong Huan turned around, she took off her cloak and changed herself into a black dress. She covered her stomach. She must go out to inquire herself.

The flower is not there, she can only act on her own.

When a person went out of the courtyard over the wall, she was very worried. She missed the flowers. Now she was holding a sachet he sent, saying that fan Zeng didn't know where to get it. She could concentrate on it and let her wear it, just like he was with her.

Winter streets, even if there is snow on the road, will not affect the bustle of the whole capital.

But in the excitement, it makes people feel dignified.

Su Yuetong knew that if she wanted to ask for information, teahouses and restaurants were the most convenient places.

But she regretted it. At this time, she went to that place and heard the storyteller talking about the war among the four countries.

When the new king of Dongling ascended the throne, he suffered from internal and external troubles. The city was divided directly by the northern mausoleum and divided up by the great powers and other tribes. Among them, the Xiling and Nanling benefited most.

Murong Huan is in a good situation at present, so he actively responds to the war situation and does not let go of any favorable situation.

But

Su Yuetong rushed to the stage, pulled the storyteller, stared at him with red eyes, and roared: "why is there a new king in Dongling, Chu Yihan? He's been divided up. What about others? "

"You Who are you? You're sick! Let go of the old man! Old man... "

"Say it Su Yuetong roared furiously and could not tolerate his struggle.

It's the first time that Mr. Shuo Shuo has been talking about books for decades that he has met such a grumpy listener. His three inch tongue is almost tied up, and Su Yuetong's three silver needles are against his neck. "Don't say, I'll send you to see the king of hell now!"

Su Yuetong's ferocious completely does not look like a pregnant woman, looks like the Shura in the hell.

Mr. Shuoshu asked for mercy, "I said Chu Yihan has disappeared for a long time. Xinjun is the king of Fujun. Unfortunately, he is young and has internal and external troubles. If it wasn't for a strong general at the border to help him out, I'm afraid he would be fighting in Linjiang capital now! "

"Fierce general? Who! Who hit Jiangdu! "

"Yes It's general Gong Tiangong! She has been guarding the border. Now Dongling is supported by her! "

"Gong Tiantian How could that be! How could Dongling be like this! "

Su Yuetong is so lost that she is released. She has only left for half a year. Chu Yihan is missing. Chu Jinling is the new king of Chu, and Jiangdu City is in urgent need How could it be, how could it be like this!

Chu Yihan, he Why are you missing?

The name that she sealed in the bottom of her heart came out crazily, appeared in her mind, and stirred her heart in a mess.

"Chu Yihan..."

Su Yuetong covered her face and cried bitterly. She was so excited that when she walked along the road, she suddenly felt a dull pain and her lower body became sticky.

She stretched out her hand and touched it. The whole person was stunned. "The amniotic fluid broke..."

She's going to have a baby!

Murong Huan hurried to another hospital. The imperial doctor was guarding Su Yuetong's door. He came with a cold and cold feeling. "How is she?"

The doctor knelt down and trembled. "Emperor, Miss Su was stimulated. She was in a hurry for morning tea. The situation It's not good! "