Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 1102

"Iris, don't worry, just listen to me." Mu Jin hugged Wei Yuanwei's soft and silky body in her embrace, and comforted her: "Ning Zheyan shouldn't be dead, she seems to have been saved by that villager."

"Saved?" Wei Yuanwei heard the sound of her heart beating rapidly in panic, and slowly slowed down: "She was really saved? You didn't lie to me? "

"No, although Ning Zheyan's body is not that good, he won't die that easily. Furthermore, he just stopped using the medicine not long ago, and her body is protected by inner force, so she's different from normal people." Simply speaking, Ning Zheyan was in itself a cold body, but he seemed to be accustomed to that kind of coldness. Thus, if he fell in the snow, he would at most faint, but she wouldn't die.

"Then what about Ning Zheyan? A month has pa.s.sed, and his health was not well to begin with. Furthermore, she has not consumed any Purple River Vehicle, so I wonder where her body is right now. " She didn't even have the strength to hold a pair of chopsticks anymore.

"Hmm, he is currently very weak. According to what the villagers said, the person who saved Ning Zheyan seems to have treated Ning Zheyan as a girl, and also …." Mu Jin paused again, but this time he was extremely anxious.

"And what?" Ning Zheyan hated people who said he was beautiful the most. They said he looked like a woman now, and now she was treated like a girl by a villager.

But right now, he didn't have the strength to get angry from embarra.s.sment, right?

"That villager hasn't gotten married yet. I'm afraid he wants Ning Zheyan to stay as his wife." Mu Jin really couldn't bear to imagine that scene.

When had Ning Zheyan ever been humiliated like this?

When Wei Yuanwei heard this, it was unknown if she wanted to cry or laugh, or feel angry.

"This Ning Zheyan is probably going to die from anger?" Wei Yuanwei closed her eyes and thought back to how Ning Zheyan had become so angry.

"I'm not sure about that, but the hidden guard said that the villager took good care of Ning Zheyan."

Of course, they had to take good care of Ning Zheyan. This villager would probably want to give birth to Ning Zheyan when his health was better.

Wei Yuanwei was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Mu Jin, then why haven't you brought Ning Zheyan back yet?"

How could Ning Zheyan's pampered body withstand such a desolate place?

"The hidden guards did not act immediately. The first reason is because they are worried about Ning Zheyan's body, and the second reason is because they do not want to attract too much attention. The third reason is to wait for my order to act." Seeing that the villager was able to live for more than a month, it was clear that Ning Zheyan was so weak that she did not even have the strength to make a move.

Therefore, if he were to forcefully bring Ning Zheyan away at this time, the journey would be b.u.mpy. After arriving at the Imperial Palace, even if he did not die, he would only have half his life left.

Wrong, Ning Zheyan only had half a life left anyway.

"What are you going to do?" If they were to bring their people away, the villagers would naturally not be able to stop them. It was just that no one knew how Ning Zheyan's body was doing.

"I have to wait for Ning Zheyan's body to recuperate before I can do that, so I've already sent someone to send the Purple River Vehicle over to Ning Zheyan for him to eat, which is around thirty to fifty days." Mu Jin gently caressed Wei Yuanwei's straight long hair.

And it was only at this moment that Wei Yuanwei realized that cold sweat had unknowingly emerged from his body, and his body fell into Mu Jin's embrace without any bones.

"Why are you so bad? You clearly know that Ning Zheyan is fine, but you still dared to scare me? " Wei Yuanwei immediately regained his senses, clenched his fists and landed on Mu Jin's chest.

However, Mu Jin happily grabbed onto Wei Yuanwei's fist, lowered his head and softly whispered into Wei Yuanwei's ear: "As expected, you still care a lot about Ning Zheyan."

"You still want to get jealous at this time?" Wei Yuanwei was a little angry. She had already borne him three children and had been with him for ten years, yet he still used the matter of Ning Zheyan to probe her.

"If I care about other women, aren't you jealous?" Mu Jin's slender hand held onto Wei Yuanwei's tender wrist.

Although he and Wei Yuanwei were extremely loving and loving each other, he still did not have such a huge measure. He only hoped that the little girl in his embrace would forever belong to him, and that whether it was his body or his heart, he would only be able to contain him.

When Wei Yuanwei talked about the matters of her previous life, she naturally became somewhat unhappy with the expression of such worry on her face.

"You're still talking? "Ever since I had Wan Yu, I had been standing by the side, looking at you, in these past few months, every time I returned, I would have been visiting Wan Yu first. If I did not bring Wan Yu to my Wei Yang Palace, I was afraid that you would have directly gone to Wan Yu's palace." Mu Jin truly treated women as if they were her life.

It was simply too scary to hold in one's mouth, too frightening to hold in one's hands.

Even at such a young age, Wan Yu knew that her father really doted on him, so when Mu Jin hugged Wan Yu, Wan Yu felt extremely happy. Then, she grabbed Mu Jin's hair and pulled Mu Jin's face, happily peeing on his body.

"If you say it like that, when you initially gave birth to Yi'er, you immediately sent me to the side and placed all my heart and soul onto Yi'er, allowing me to sleep in the study room for a few months, afraid that I would be pressured by Yi'er when I turn around at night." Mu Jin's large hand was wrapped around Wei Yuanwei's waist, and his other hand was rubbing against Wei Yuanwei's skin.

At that time, his heart was always cold. It was said that after a wife gave birth to a child, her heart had shifted to the child. As expected, what the old man said was correct.

Thinking about those few months, he was also busy himself. It was not easy to find time to visit Wei Yuanwei, but Wei Yuanwei kept busily working in front of him, she did not even get a cup of hot tea for him.

"At that time, it was so difficult for me to give birth to Yi'er, and it was my first time being a mother with no one by my side to help. felt wronged when he mentioned this matter.

The first time she was a mother, she had no experience at all. She was afraid that the child would freeze, get sick, get thirsty, and get hungry.

Naturally, all of his heart and body were placed on Yi'er.

"Alright, I know that it was hard on you to give birth to Yi'er. But in the future, I will make up for it with Yi'er." Mu Jin gently said to Wei Yuanwei: "Tonight, I will accompany you. I won't do anything, I won't teach Yi'er and Yu'er, and I won't tease Wan Yu to stay by your side either. Let's talk about poetry, words, and love."

Just as Mu Jin finished speaking, Wei Yuanwei's fist landed on her body: "When did you become such a hooligan?"

Mu Jin chuckled, and placed Wei Yuanwei's fist into her own big hand: "Be quiet, don't wake Wan Yu up."