Chapter 259 The Wind and Snow is coming

On October 17, the sky was gloomy, and the beggar fell into a serious emotional disorder, sometimes happy, sometimes sentimental, sometimes excited, sometimes depressed. Zhao Qian knew that she was worried about seeing her father and mother tomorrow, so he kept persuading her that you don't have to say anything, you don't have to do anything, just like a quiet mother waiting for delivery. I have arranged everything, which is not only a surprise to the father and mother, but also a reputation for you.

The beggar seems to have been unheard of. Zhao Qian is not her, how can she know where she is worried? Moreover, even if Zhao Qian is well prepared, how can he resist the sudden change of things?

When Zhao Qian left, the beggar was still not energetic, listless and worried, and his facial expression was like a barometer. Nangong Zhili said half-serious and half-jokingly, "If you are under such self-pressure, I will use acupuncture to relieve your stress and make you quiet without any expression. Don't blame me for paralyzing your face afterwards. If they ask you why you look a little dull, I will answer that you may be very stuffy. Different pregnant women have different pregnancy appearances, which is more stupid than before.

The beggar heard the chill coming from her spine. She knew that Nangong Zhili could do what she said. If he really goes on acupuncture, her nerves will be briefly paralyzed and will not be overjoyed. She seems to be gentle and virtuous, which may be more reassured by the emperor and queen. But what she wants is the most real experience. How will she face the future if she is not integrated into the environment at that time?

She should be a painful and tolerant sober, not a confused person under acupuncture.

When she understood Nangong Zhili's intention, she scolded him, "Can you only control a person without thoughts and soul? Why didn't you give yourself a moxibustion? Your acupuncture level is high, and it won't hurt even if you are in the uterus, right?

Nangong Zhili had no intention to quarrel with her and smiled calmly, "I don't want to do this, so either you are absolutely smart, know how to advance and retreat, and face everything wisely and calmly, or you can be a walking dead man, and I will control the bureau."

The beggar snorted coldly, "I'll be fine. I don't want to be a walking dead. I already have a choice in my stomach. I can't do it anymore.

"Then adjust well and deal with it quickly." Nangong Zhili gently threw a few pieces of citrus peel.

The beggar was a little stunned for a moment, and then understood what he meant. He swallowed his anger, silently picked it up and put it on the charcoal fire. The faint smoke floated, and the light and slightly bitter smell permeated the whole room, which was particularly fresh in the winter room.

The beggar calmed down little by little, stroked the child in her stomach, and returned to the calmness and intellectualness she should be as a mother. Nangong Zhili was relieved and said with a smile, "This is much more natural than facial paralysis."

When Zhao Qian came back, he couldn't hide his joy when he saw the calm beggar and said to her, "My father and mother will come to the college together tomorrow afternoon. I told them that I had a rare game and wanted to invite them to watch it. They are all curious and eager to see it.

The beggar smiled and said, "Our mother is not a six-eared macaque. We are trapped in the zoo for fun."

Zhao Qian was stunned and pointed to Nangong Zhili and laughed at the beggar: "Look at how small her heart is. I just said this, and she thought crookedly. I regard you as a priceless treasure, like the most precious jade in the world. I can't wait to hold it in my heart. You have to make an example of animals!"

Nangong Zhili listened to the two quarrel and only sat by the stove, idle with the ashes and did not say a word. The red charcoal fire reflected his bright eyes, with indescribable and unpredictable. His status as a magic doctor added a little more profound, respectable and wise and steady.

The beggar looked at Zhao Qian again, and his face was full of trembling and excitement.

The prince is not so sure about tomorrow and the future. After all, the means of getting the beggar is not open. Although the Oriental brother has become a monk, the beggar will definitely meet many old people as the mother of the emperor's direct grandson in the future. Even if you have only once before, there will be all kinds of guesses, and it is difficult to hide the embarrassment under surprise.

It is unknown what his father and mother think of this daughter-in-law. It's good to like nature. What if you don't like it? Zhao Qian can't be so calm.

Not only Zhao Qian and the beggar were worried that Nangong Zhili was not as calm as it appeared, but also admired his acting skills and excellent psychological quality. This has not yet appeared, and the climate has been seen for the first time. Isn't it more wonderful? Perhaps, with him, she can be less flustered and afraid.

Three moods for three people. Zhao Qian was happy and uneasy; the beggar had a mentality of watching the play, mixed with the involuntary sadness of three or four splits; Nangong Zhili was the most complicated one, with all kinds of emotions intertwined, but finally quietly hidden behind his light smile.

When night comes, the dark clouds are like ink, and the north wind is gradually rising, and it is about to snow heavily. Zhao Qian said, "The weather is bad at this time. What should I do if it snows? It's really not good."

Nangong Zhili smiled and said, "Ruixue promises a good harvest, three layers of wheat cover, and what is hidden under the snow is the most promising and tender green life. Doesn't it symbolize the beggar's warms son and the prince's blessing all over the world?"

Zhao Qian smiled happily and raised his thumb and said, "The magic doctor is the best way to understand."

The beggar blocked him and said, "He can speak, and you will let him talk with you in the future!" It's like other people are not considerate wooden people!"

Zhao Qian couldn't help bending down with a smile and said, "Look at her jealousy!" The magic doctor is a man, and you are so jealous. If I really said such a thing to a beautiful explanation flower, why don't you make me feel un safe!"

"The vinegar is strong and the love is deep." Nangong Zhili's simple sentence aroused Zhao Qian's praise: "The magic doctor's sentence is classic, comparable to the saint of love!"

"Don't dare to be, dare not be." Nangong waved his hand.

"It's still self-amazed that a man without a wife can't afford the title of love saint!" The beggar hummed, "The child's father naturally needs to miss my mother. I am the same two people alone. What can be better than me!"

Zhao Qian was happy and half hugged her waist and said, "Yes! No matter how much the magic doctor can explain, he can't compare with you two. There are more people and more power!"

laughed for a while. Nangong Zhili advised Zhao Qian, "It's late at night. I'm afraid it will snow later. The prince should go back." Otherwise, the princess should not be relieved.

Zhao Qian looked at the dark sky outside, wrapped the cloak tightly, and said warmly to the beggar, "I'm leaving. I'll come back tomorrow."

"Let's go." The beggar sent him two steps and suddenly asked, "Will the princess also come tomorrow?" You didn't tell her about my pregnancy, did you?

Zhao Qian shook his head and said, "I definitely won't tell her, otherwise I can't keep my father and mother secret for so long. Don't let her come over tomorrow, and then I'll tell her again, and let my mother persuade her so as not to do anything.

The beggar didn't say a word. Fortunately, the princess was not allowed to come, otherwise it would be a hot potato. It's good that Zhao Yuan and Empress Li can accept it. If you add another Liu Caixuan, it won't work without three heads and six arms.

Nangong Zhili sent Zhao Qian away and said to the beggar, "Tomorrow will be a serious battle. I'm worried that you are not energetic. Go to bed first."