Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

The shadows of bamboos danced in the courtyard. Mu Yao made herself a cup of hot tea and sat by the window.

Gradually, his eyes and eyebrows were filled with a hint of fatigue, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

Yu Heng and Gongsun Li treated Situ Zhuo for several days, and two-thirds of the "living things" in his body had been drawn out. The process was so smooth that they all found it incredible.

The old man seemed to disappear from the world in an instant and was no longer active.

"Brother Jiyun, Sister Mu is waiting for you in the main courtyard. She is pregnant." Li Yan waited for Yu Heng to put away the golden needle, then ran up to him nimbly and explained everything without missing a word.

"Who said that there is a baby?" Yu Heng looked blank for a moment, then his expression suddenly tightened.

Gongsun Li looked sideways in shock. Was Miss Mu's illness cured? Then he turned his gaze to Yu Heng.

Before Li Yan could speak, a gust of wind blew up, leaving only a faint scent of tangerine in the room.

So fast!

Li Yan was stunned. He remembered the time when Master Helian and Brother Jiyun rushed to Yunlan to treat Sister Mu, their legs were so weak that it drove them crazy.

Yu Heng slowly approached the figure in front of the window, staring at the beautiful face he had been thinking about day and night, his heart burning. In recent days, every time he looked up at the moon late at night, he would be depressed and filled with lovesickness.

He gently held her in his arms, leaning her against his strong arms. His eyes rested on her belly, his eyes full of tenderness, and his big hands could not help but gently cover her.

A flash of golden light flashed across the eyes, a sign of twins.

The boy's eyes instantly became moist, and he tightened his arms uncontrollably again and again, causing the person in his arms to frown and moan.

The restraining force was instantly removed, and Yu Heng nervously changed his position and hugged her.

Suddenly, he noticed that the three concentric rings of white jade on the folds of Jiaoren's clothes had traces of repair. His heart stopped for a moment, and he could no longer care about anything else and woke the person up.

Mu Yao was sleeping soundly, and she opened her eyes reluctantly. The handsome face of the man was so close to her, she stretched out her hand to draw on his eyebrows, and when her mind returned to clarity, she said softly, "Jiyun."

"How did your white jade break?" Yu Heng suppressed the softness in his heart and asked anxiously.

White jade?

Mu Yao took a moment to react and said softly, "I accidentally dropped it to the ground when I was taking a bath and undressing."

Although she said that, she was actually shocked. Ji Qi had the best craftsman in the Southern Xinjiang Palace repair the jade to perfection. Even she couldn't see any scratches. How did Yu Heng see that?

"This piece of precious jade has been nurtured in Zushiye Temple for 49 days, and has been blessed by his 'immortal beard'. If it weren't for a life-threatening moment, it would never break into two pieces. So can you tell me what happened now?" Yu Heng's expression was rare to be serious, his eyes were firm, and he showed a strong sense that could not be refused.

Mu Yao had no choice but to tell the horrifying story of how she was accidentally killed on the spot by someone.

As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into dead silence.

Yu Heng pursed his lips tightly, he never thought things would turn out like this.

He almost lost his wife and children. Cold sweat broke out on his back and a shadow gradually spread in his eyes.

"Do you know the horoscope of the Emperor of Southern Xinjiang?" he asked unexpectedly.

"What's wrong?" Mu Yao stood up nervously. She felt that Yu Heng's face was terribly gloomy, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

"I want to calculate his fate to see if it is incompatible with you." He said it very impolitely, with strong emotion in his tone.

Mu Yao was stunned for a moment, then smiled calmly: "What kind of fate could it be? An emperor's fate. But he can't defeat me. Look, I'm fine."

Before she could stop smiling, Yu Heng grabbed her chin and started kissing her passionately.

The faint scent of yellow citrus filled the lips and teeth, and the small mouth became red and swollen.

Her pearl hairpin was tilted sideways, her almond-shaped eyes were dimmed, and when she was kissed to the point where she was unable to resist, her waist fell slightly, exposing a large area of ​​her snow-white skin to the air, which made the boy's eyes turn bloodshot.

"Jiyun, I'm pregnant, but the baby is still a little while old." Mu Yao pushed him away and turned slightly to the side, fearing that the baby might be disturbed.

"I know. Don't worry. I will give you Qi in a moment. It will only benefit you and will never harm our child."

Our children?

Yu Heng, has this been confirmed?

Mu Yao couldn't wait to open her mouth and ask for clarification.

The man didn't give her a chance, and gently wiped away the red on her lips, then smiled and took off his robe, revealing his strong and powerful figure. Every abdominal muscle was as perfect as if it was carefully carved, and there was a bursting hormone breath, which made Mu Yao's blood boil, and she couldn't help but trace the clear lines inch by inch.

The warm current in Erlang's dantian was gathering little by little, and the tingling feeling at his fingertips almost made him lose his concentration in an instant.

The heartbeat in the room was heavy, everything slowly got out of control, and the atmosphere became hot.

Yu Heng still overestimated his own willpower and suddenly let go of her when the force became uncontrollable.

"I'll go back to Qingnang Manor. You should have a good rest and wait for me to come back." After saying that, he gave her a deep kiss and strode away.

It has come to this point, can we just stop it?

Mu Yao looked at his departing back in confusion and fell into deep self-doubt.

The sunset is full of sky.

The gate of Qingnang Manor was closed tightly, and the rust on the copper knocker on the door cymbal became darker.

"Knock, knock, knock," Yu Heng knocked nine times in a row before the door finally opened a tiny crack.

"Uncle Jiu, are grandpa and mom and dad here?" He bowed and asked respectfully.

Yu Jiu glanced behind him a few times, but didn't see Mu Yao. He asked in confusion, "Jiyun, why did you come back alone? Where's your wife?"

"She... is staying at home to take care of the pregnancy." The son coughed lightly, his voice clear and without any noise.

"To keep the baby safe?" Yu Jiu's expression darkened, and he sighed and opened the door. My eldest brother was right, this marriage was a hot matter.

"Mine." Yu Heng smiled and nodded at Yu Jiu with burning eyes.

The wind blows slowly and melodiously.

When I looked again, all I could see was the thousand-year-old camphor tree in the courtyard, standing proudly between heaven and earth, still exuding amazing vitality.

In the central hall, Yu Heng sipped hot tea leisurely. Looking around, the furnishings in the house had changed, and the large portrait of the founder was hung in the most conspicuous place.

He was slightly stunned and couldn't help but ponder the meaning of it.

"Jiyun, who did you say is pregnant?" A deep voice came from behind, accompanied by several hurried and messy footsteps.

Yu Heng looked back, but saw no one. Three breaths later, his grandfather and his parents appeared one after another.

His father seemed to have come in a hurry, and the light green silk ribbon that was originally matched with his blue shirt was tied by mistake with the purple-red one that his mother wore.

"Grandpa, Dad, Mom. Yaoyao is pregnant. Almost a month. Mine." Yu Heng said calmly, but his eyes began to secretly compete with her.

"How do you know it's yours?" Yu Wanzhou suppressed his excitement and asked his question calmly.

Zhu Jixiang was originally beaming with joy, but her husband's question immediately dampened her mood. Could it be that her son would lie to them? Could he just lie about something like this?

"What nonsense are you talking about! It's a good thing Yaoyao didn't come today!" After saying that, he glared at Yu Wanzhou fiercely. His son is capable, can't the latter take the lead? Unlike him, she married him for four or five years before she got a golden nugget.

"That's not what I meant." Yu Wanzhou frowned.

"Then what do you mean?" Zhu Jixiang was relentless and insisted that he explain the reason.

Yu Guanxiong stroked his white beard and glanced at the couple unhappily. How could he explain to his grandson what these two could say? He then said, "Jiyun, your father's words are reasonable. Come sit here with grandpa and have a good talk with us."

"Grandpa, I have calculated for Yaoyao. She has a special destiny. She must break my red gold boy body and give birth to a child for me in order to start having hundreds of children and grandchildren. You don't need to ask other questions. Just know that this is correct." Yu Heng said it in one breath, feeling so comfortable all over.

Some time ago, he came back and proposed marriage to his family, but his father just said "wait a minute", which made him so angry that he lived in Guiqi Garden for a long time.

Now he wants to see if his father can wait any longer!