Chapter 1685

There is no tiger in the mountain, and the monkey is called the king.

This is probably the nearest Xichang Diji.

Since the young Lord committed suicide, Hua Yuan rarely looked for Xichang emperor Ji. He didn't know what he was busy with every day. He was mysterious.

Without the interference of Huayuan, the days when Emperor Ji of Xichang raised her fetus were very pleasant. The servants all over the residence regarded her as the most precious treasure. Those old ministers often asked their wives to come and visit her, and the gifts they gave were also precious and rare.

The days when people were so flattered and flattered were before the collapse of Xichang.

Xichang Diji regained the feeling of being below one person and above ten thousand people, almost forgetting the unhappiness and suffering she had encountered.

However, she soon lost her pride. The late pregnancy reaction tortured her almost out of shape.

Nausea and vomiting, dizziness and fatigue, drowsiness and salivation

One symptom after another came to her and occupied almost all her energy.

When she finally got used to it, her swollen legs and ugly marks on her stomach disgusted her.

This aversion peaked when she first felt the movement of the fetus.

Looking at her belly bulging like a balloon, Xichang Diji often woke up from a nightmare. In her dream, she dreamed that she had given birth to a monster with three heads and six arms. The monster had three eyes and four mouths, and each foot had only two toes. She could speak human language as soon as she was born

In every nightmare, the monster broke her belly with his hands and feet, climbed out with a grim smile, opened his mouth and ate her internal organs.

Every time she woke up with a loud cry, she found that she was sweating all over and had a dull pain in her stomach.

Because the fetus in her abdomen was too expensive, the doctor did not dare to take heavy drugs to eradicate it. He could only use mild Anshen Decoction to assist her sleep.

After a few days of recuperation, the problem of nightmares and night sweats was obviously weakened.

The maid asked her carefully, "madam, it's a wonderful day today. Do you want to take a walk in the hospital?"

Xichang Diji seldom slept until dawn last night. Her irritable mood was greatly improved, and the people who served her were relieved.

If they continue to toss like this and can't wait for Xichang Diji to produce, they will go crazy first.

Xichang Diji had a delicate breakfast and was in a good mood. When she raised her eyes and saw the golden sunshine scattered outside, she was immediately interested.

With one hand on her waist and the other on her tall, round stomach, she walked slowly with the help of the maid.

Because her body was too heavy, Xichang Diji felt tired after walking around. She returned to the house and leaned lazily.

In order to pass the time, Xichang emperor Ji deliberately found a maid to chat.

"What's new outside recently?"

The maid thought carefully and said, "I didn't hear anything special."

"Where's the flower soldier?" I think this question is too straightforward. Xichang Diji pretended to hide and explained, "after all, he is the most important Minister of the master. The master is fighting on the front line, and the rear affairs together with our mother and son are entrusted to him. Therefore, I have this question. I don't know why I'm always in a panic these days. It seems that I have a terrible nightmare in the middle of the night..."

Xichang Diji certainly wouldn't say that she dreamed of having a monster. Instead, she said that she was too worried about an Yu to have a nightmare.

The maid didn't doubt him and said, "master Hua, I've heard a little. I heard that master Hua has something wrong recently..."

Xichang emperor Ji's eyebrows jumped.

"What's wrong?"

"On weekdays, military master Hua is always gentle and polite in dealing with people, but after the death of the little Lord, he seems to have changed a person. He is irritable and doesn't say anything. Even... He even started to whip the wrong servant to death." The maid who didn't know the inside story couldn't help sighing and sighed, "also, for many years, master Hua and the young master have made mistakes, so the young master is afraid of crimes... Master Hua will certainly be affected."

The maid was outspoken and almost said that the young Lord was afraid of committing suicide. This is a taboo that people keep secret. If you say something wrong, you will die. Fortunately, she stopped talking in time, and Xichang Diji didn't blame her for being talkative, so she was lucky to get back a life.

Xichang Diji showed a trace of ridicule.

The adopted little Lord of an Xun died in the hands of Hua Yuan. It's good that he didn't wake up in the middle of the night with a smile. How can he be sad?

As for the maid's words "irritable" and "whip people to death"... These changes are not a big change in temperament in the eyes of Xichang emperor Ji. It is clear that Hua Yuan exposed his nature. Finally, he is willing to tear off the mask of "gentleman" that has been maintained for many years and return to his ID.

"Nothing but these?"

Xichang Diji had to caress her stomach for a while, and her sleepiness became stronger and stronger.

The gossip maid was embarrassed. Xichang emperor Ji caught her and said, "if you have anything, just say it. Don't hesitate and hide. It's better if you say it now than if I don't know where to hear it in the future and disturb the little ancestor in my stomach."

The maid gritted her teeth and said, "madam, I heard some bad news two days ago. I said that the situation on the front line is not very good."

Xichang emperor Ji was worried and asked, "not very good? Why not?"

"I don't know. I just heard some martial artist say so. I'm not clear about it." The maid said this and begged, "madam, these things will not be spread indiscriminately. If the steward mammy knows, the little one's life will be gone."

Xichang emperor Ji replied casually, "I know, I won't tell you."

She thought that the front-line war was not very good, and that was also the situation in Huayuan's plan, so she didn't worry at all.

Unexpectedly, Hua Yuan is already a complete madman. Others can't predict his next move at all, and the operation is a mystery.

When the news that an Ying was killed by Jiang Pengji came back, Xichang emperor Ji was still ignorant.

"You said... Who died?"

Xichang Diji held her stomach with one hand and grasped the maid's hand with the other. Her long nails were embedded into each other's skin and flesh.

The maid's expression was ferocious with pain, but she didn't dare to shout or shake off Xichang Diji's hand. She could only hold on with her teeth.

The messenger paused and his voice couldn't help lowering a few degrees.

"Lord Hong."

What happened?

Ann hung?

Although Xichang Diji had been prepared, she was still shocked when she heard the news.

Even if an Zhe is no longer good, he is also the biggest dependence of Xichang Diji at present.

The backer fell down, and she was a sensitive and thoughtful pregnant woman. Her mood was naturally different from that of ordinary people.

"How?"

The informant didn't seem to want to answer this question, but he had to answer it.

After all, an's death method is too humiliating for the dignitaries.

He asked Xichang emperor Ji to hold back, and then he told the truth implicitly.