On the way back to the prime minister's residence, the news of her pregnancy quickly spread all over Shengjing city.

Shangguantuo took the child and sent nangongyue to the gate of Xiangfu.

Some curious people trotted from the fan family to the gate of the prime minister's residence.

At the gate of the prime minister's mansion, Nangong yueluo in the carriage had a more serious pain in his waist. He still pressed his hand on his waist.

Nangong yueluo, who never got off the carriage, was supported by Zhihua this time.

At the moment, I got news at the gate of the prime minister's residence. Those who came after me and wanted to see Nangong yueluo were all determined. Sure enough, Nangong yueluo was pregnant.

One after another, they speculated that the children in Nangong Yue's belly were Xiaowang's or other men's?

Nangong yueluo looks at the gate of the prime minister's residence, where so many people are gathered. She sighs in her heart, and even laments the ancient people's ability to gossip.

Many of the onlookers ran all the way to the gate of the prime minister's residence.

Shangguantuo's eyes are gloomy, but his dark eyes can't help throwing themselves at Nangong yueluo's belly. I don't know what kind of child Nangong yueluo gave birth to?

Although he didn't have a chance with her, he just wanted to get married with this child earlier than ordinary people. At the moment, he couldn't help saying, "Miss Nangong, I'm going to have a heartless invitation. I don't know if I can accept your baby as an apprentice and teach her martial Arts..."

The South Temple month falls beautiful Mou a Shen, the eye knife son ruthlessly cures the official Tuo, this man is simply a single cell animal.

If you change to another woman, you will be killed by his mindless behavior.

Nangong yueluo doesn't care about these people. If you like to spread rumors, spread them.

It's better to cancel her qualification for the flower banquet tomorrow.

Nangong Yue falls in full view of the public and is supported by her maidservant. However, she has been carrying her waist into the prime minister's residence.

Until her figure disappeared at the gate of the prime minister's residence, the crowd exploded.

"Do you think the child belongs to the king of the owl?" A passer-by of eight trigrams takes the lead.

"Half and half of the possibilities..." this person is still to the point.

"I don't think so. It's not a rumor. The owl king can't be humane. I'm afraid the child is not the king's.... "

"If it wasn't for Xiaowang, the Nangong moon would be a tragedy..."

Now there is humanity: "the king is so cruel, he will allow his wife to be touched. I think this child should belong to the king. What's more, even if the king really can't be humane, Nangong yueluo's medical skill is so superb that he can't cure the king's disease? "

These people are really heartless when they gossip. The louder their voices are, the more gloomy and ugly shangguantuo's face is.

"Why don't we make a bet that the child of Nangong yueluo belongs to Xiaowang?" Someone suggested.

"OK, let's go for a walk. Let's go to the first gambling house in Beijing and make a bet." It was seconded.

In this way, because of Nangong yueluo's pregnancy, the capital is extremely busy, gambling on who her baby is.

Nangong yueluo returns to qingfengyuan. Suddenly, the tip of Nangong yueluo's nose moves and her eyes sink. She knows that painting is on guard.

"Come out!" The south palace moon falls the voice way of absolute coldness.

With the sound of Nangong yueluo falling, a man in blue came out in the dark. As soon as he came out, he was staring at Nangong yueluo's stomach.

"Really pregnant? He Lian jiuxiao The tone of questioning is like that of a parent.

When he saw the blue man coming out, Zhihua stood guard in front of Nangong yueluo.

Nangong moon falling, beautiful eyes slightly coagulate, this man appeared in the memory of the original owner.

Mr. Wen, the former guest of the prime minister's house, was the guest Minister of the prime minister's house.

I still remember that when she came across, Yao Tong Jingshi, who was next to Mr. Wen, conspired with her maid green Zan.

At present, why did the so-called Mr. Wen appear in the prime minister's office? He still uses such a questioning tone.

The figure of the man in the blue shirt moved and raised his hand to the wrist of Nangong yueluo.

This move, Nangong yueluo understand, is to detect her pulse.

Although I know that as long as I feel her pulse, I can prove her innocence.

But Nangong yueluo doesn't like being touched, especially by strange men.

Moreover, she does not need to explain to anyone whether she is pregnant or not.

Therefore, Nangong yueluo moved, avoided Mr. Wen's hand, and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Wen, the former Prime Minister's disciple, played and disappeared after poisoning me. Now, what's the purpose of appearing in the prime minister's mansion?"

"What's the matter with you if I'm pregnant or not? Even if I'm pregnant, this child belongs to the owl king. What's the matter with you? " The south palace moon falls the voice way of absolute coldness.

Hearing this, Mr. Wen's eyes sank, and there was a trace of lethality in his eyes.

"If you're pregnant, you'll be lucky. Take it off and I'll spare you. Otherwise, one corpse and two lives! " Hear Mr. Li voice way.

Nangong yueluo really wants to look up and laugh.

This man can't understand. Who is he?

Don't say she's not pregnant, even if she's really pregnant, with the child of Helian jiuxiao, what's the matter with him?

"Two lives for one corpse? Hehe, I'd like to see what you can do to kill Miss Ben? " Nangong moon is falling. Her eyes are like a saw, flashing bloodthirsty murderous Qi.

Mr. Wen's view of the south palace moon looks like pregnancy, but not pregnancy.

Rao is that he can't be sure whether Nangong yueluo is really pregnant, but her behavior is very similar.

"Are you really pregnant with the child of Helian jiuxiao?" Mr. Wen asked harshly.

Nangong yueluo doesn't care about this inexplicable man.

"Who are you to me? How can I answer you?" Nangong moon falls, and her lips sneer.

"I'd like to ask you who you are. What's the purpose of staying in the prime minister's residence for several months and lurking in the prime minister's residence

Mr. Wen didn't answer. He stared at Nangong yueluo's stomach with black eyes, hoping to get a positive answer.

Steep, see this blue shirt man's hand secretly moved, although the air is still colorless and tasteless, but the medical space has sounded the alarm.

The air is poisonous. Damn it, the man has poisoned her, and the dose is not light.

Nangong yueluoxiu's eyebrows were covered with frost. Her eyes were like ice blades. She said in a voice: "dare to poison and kill Miss Ben, and seek death."

But when he saw Nangong falling from his sleeve pocket, he took out an anti wolf spray directly and shot it to Mr. Wen quickly.

The pungent smell of the whole body, blue shirt man's nose tip move, can't smell its composition, more don't know what kind of poison Nangong month fall is.

Nangong yueluo immediately raised her eyebrows and said with a sneer, "Tut, you've been poisoned by Miss Ben. Rao, you're so good at medicine that you can't smell what poison Miss Ben has poisoned?"

The blue shirt man saw that the moon was falling in the south palace and the wind was light. He saw through that he had poisoned himself.

Mr. Wen sighed to himself: "evil fate, evil fate!"

Bad luck?

Nangong yueluo looks suspiciously at the man in blue shirt.