Wei irises gently points her head down, and her thick lashes cast a light shadow on her eyelids.

Why does she always think that it's too sudden for her to be unprepared, even without any sign?

And how does she feel that the real barren person is herself?

At this time, Wei iris really regrets that she is not a gynecologist?

So she can know if it's her own problem.

"What do you want to do?" Mujin holds Wei iris's hand and says to Wei iris who suddenly stands up.

"I'm going to ask Dr. Yan about it!"

With a little effort, mujin took Wei iris to her arms: "don't go to embarrass doctor Yan any more? How can he say such things? Didn't you just tell me about peony island? What's the matter with peony island? "

Mujin deliberately diverts Wei's attention.

When it comes to peony Island, Wei iris frowns. Mujin cares about her and loves her. Mujin will not betray her until she has to.

And before Meiyu also said that when she threatened mujin, mujin's attitude was clearly to die with her!

"It's all right!" All women want is a man's attitude from beginning to end. Mujin's attitude just shows everything. Wei iris thinks it's unnecessary to ask again.

"Say, what do you want to know?" Mujin holds Wei iris's hand, which is as delicate, white and elastic as before.

"I want Meiyu to say that you sneaked into the palace of the peony queen in order to get the blood pill. I Just want to know how you got the blood pill! " Wei said in a low voice.

Mujin raises her eyes and takes a look at Wei iris. How can he not understand her mind.

Maybe she was worried before, but now mujin has no worries: "what else did she say?"

"No more? Jade and Xuan know little about it! " Wei iris accidentally said all the things she had gone to find Xuanli. It's too late to cover her mouth.

"I've only had two women in my life, the first is the Crown Princess and the second is you! There won't be a third person in the future! " Mujin's words are very firm, and her eyes are very affectionate.

Wei iris raised her eyes and looked at mujin. After mujin said this, all the uncertainty in her heart settled down.

"Maybe, my body has been in trouble as early as six years ago, but I don't know!" Mujin suddenly lowered her eyes and looked at Wei iris: "I had a real marriage with the crown princess. In one year, she didn't have a baby. Do you think I had a problem at that time?"

Mujin looks at Wei iris's expression. He knows that he shouldn't mention the crown princess at this time, but he just wants to make Wei iris believe that the person who has the problem is him, not her!

"No, don't think so!" Wei iris's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. If something has gone wrong at that time, it can only be said that this kind of thing is born.

He and the princess spend one year, but one year. As long as they are frequent, the princess will definitely have a baby, unless the princess doesn't want to have one.

"I'm not happy to mention the princess at this time." Mujin looks at Wei iris seriously.

Wei iris shook her head and said, "come first, come later. I know that. Before I met you, you didn't belong to me. You belong to the crown princess. How can I be angry and jealous?"

And she can't find any reason to be jealous and angry, can she?

"I will only belong to you in the future!" MOJIN chuckled.

Wei iris pouts her mouth. He will belong to him.

The wind chant is not satisfied with playing in the yard now. It has to run outside.

Tang Yu couldn't cure the wind chanting, so she had to pull back to the room and give Wei IRI the cure.

"Fengyin, when mujin's body is almost hurt, we will leave here and live in a beautiful place. You can play as you like, but now we can't go out, because the people in Tiansha pavilion are chasing us!" Wei iris sat by the bronze mirror. When she turned around, her face changed.

At noon, when Feng Yin went out, the clothes on her body were still white. When she came back, the clothes were as black as ink.

Wei iris can almost imagine that in the next six months, she would wash clothes for Fengyin like an old lady almost every day.

Wind Yin heard Tiansha Pavilion, eyes moved, obviously afraid, and then shook hands: "then I will play in the yard later!"

"Well, you go to take a bath, and then go to bed. I don't remember to wear white clothes tomorrow. I'll ask Xuanli and Shangli if they have black clothes!" Wei iris looks at wind Yin and says with a headache. It's black and dirt resistant. Later, she can only wear black for wind Yin.

Wind sing is also very obedient, go to the bathroom, see the hot water in the bath, then take off the clothes comfortably, is ready to climb in to wash.

As a result, Shangli walked in, grabbed Fengyin's hand and said coldly, "go and carry it yourself!"

Wind Yin looks back at Shangli, and feels a cold air rushing straight at him: "why don't we wash together?"

"Get out of here!" In the face of the wind, mourning is obviously not very patient. He does not look at the wind and has the same appearance as Mu Jin, but he has any manners for the wind.

Two words don't say, grab the skirt of wind Yin, then push the wind Yin out.

Wind Yin is standing outside the door rubbing the place where he was hurt.

The moonlight clearly shines in the dark eyes of the wind chanting. Only the bottom of the eyes is painted like ink. It becomes cold and piercing under the washing of the moonlight. The deep eyes look at the scene with a little confusion.

Then the thin and cool lips slanted out of the curve of evil spirit.

"Are we the only one living in Mozhu mountain? Is that too desolate? If I go there, will Fengyin feel bored? I will be pestering us all day. If there are some villagers, there are some children! " Wei said as she wiped Mu Jin's body.

Mujin's soft eyes light at Wei iris. Seeing someone coming in at the door, mujin moves her eyes away from Wei iris and slowly falls on Feng Yin.

Two pairs of the same dark eyes meet in the air, one elegant and one cold, almost at the moment when mujin collides with the wind chanting eyes, the back ridge of mujin becomes cool.

And the wind sing that eyes light is in an instant, then dyed a thick sense of killing.

The curve of the corner of the mouth is more and more evil, cold ice.