Ao Bing pressed Nalan Yuning's knees with both hands and spread them apart with all his strength. The work under his crotch was already impatient, and he wanted to enter the virgin land that had been thinking for a long time.

Nalan Yu couldn't help but twist her body, trying to escape from the terrible thing. She seemed to have felt that the strong heat was about to touch her sensitive area.

She let out her last cry: "Save me!" At this moment, she realized that she had already regarded herself as Dulun Qizhen's woman. The husband she called out at this moment was Dulun Qizhen.

The past happens one after another. One day, one day, the eight-carrying sedan chair and married into the Durham Mansion, that day, his own puzzle was solved by him, that day, his side face rubbed against his chest, and that day, his heart palpitations when he saw him again.

He added a coat to himself that night, and he held himself so unforgettable, and he curled up in his chest in fear of the mice.

The little true feelings that were revealed again and again were her last memory. She regretted it. At this moment, she realized how deceiving herself was. What a one-year appointment, what a husband would not marry both civil and military, she regretted it so much at this moment.

She regretted why she didn't know how to cherish it at that time. She regretted meeting Gu Shunzhang who broke all her dreams. She regretted that if it weren't for her own trouble, how could everything that would have happened today?

Maybe she is already harmonious with Durum Qi Zhen and respect each other as guests. Maybe the pregnant woman who is so fond of all her favors is not Xiao Muxue, but her.

All her pampering may not be shared by others, but at this moment all her fantasies are about to be shattered.

In a trance, she read the poem written by someone: "The road to the world is long and affection is long, and the wandering silk is forgotten by mist and rain..." Then she didn't know anything and fell into chaos.

In a trance, I heard a man's voice, "Go to die!" and the sound of bone shattering, and then I seemed to be lying in a warm embrace.

So warm and so peaceful.

Am I dead? It turns out that this is death, light, so warm and quiet.

Then she heard a man's anxious call in a daze: "Yu Ning, wake up!"

"Ning'er, wake up, it's because my husband is sorry for you. My husband is useless and can't protect you!"

"Is it my husband calling me? But I really want to sleep, for a while, for a while."

Nalan Yuning had already lost his mind. No matter how Dulun Qi Zhen called, Nalan Yuning was still unconscious.

"Ning'er, wake up. As long as you wake up, your husband will be punished and punished. Your husband will forgive you everything. God, why, why I only understand now, no! I have long understood my heart. I just don't want to admit that the dignity of this ridiculous man, will I have to kill her before I can let myself go?"

"Ning'er, don't worry, my husband won't let you die."

Dulun Qizhen frantically mobilized the true energy of the dragon in his body and instilled it into Nalanyu's body.

Nalan Yuning felt the return of all her strength in a trance. In a trance, she opened her eyelids and saw Dulun Qizhen's sweat. She smiled and said, "Mr...."

Then he fell into endless darkness.

When her consciousness was still wandering in half-dream and half-awake, she heard a lot of sounds around her.

An elderly man's voice: "Madam Zun is overly frightened, and now it's not a big deal. I will be cured by prescribing a few more doses of calming my mind."

Then I heard a young man's voice: "Thank you, Dr. Wang, I will definitely visit you when the day you recover from the humble state."

"I dare not, it is an honor for our Tongrentang to be able to treat Mr. Beile's concubine."

Then Nalan Yuning felt her hands being held in the palm of her warm big hands, so warm and comfortable.

"Ning'er, wake up quickly. My husband regrets it. He ignored you in the past, and his good face was wrong for a day. As long as my good Ning'er wakes up, I will follow her and follow her, and never make her angry or sad again."

"Ning'er, Xing'er and Xiangming have left me, I can't bear it anymore. If you leave me again...,

"Ning'er's husband regrets it. Wake up, don't you like poetry and lyrics? Actually, my husband hasn't told you yet, and I also like poetry and lyrics. Listen, my husband misses Ruoxi, no, I miss the song that Ning'er did to endure."

"The road to the end of the world is long and affection is long. I forget the mist and rain." He continued to recite with tears in his eyes: "I have passed away for ten years and have no faith, and the two lines of tears are wet with red makeup. The sound of the geese passes by is empty. People are sad because of their namelessness. The rain falls and flowers on the platform are getting older. I see my daughter's fragrance from a distance."

"How is Ning'er? Is my husband still a little literary? As long as you wake up, my husband will write poems for you every day."

Nalan Yuning heard Dulun Qizhen's sincere call in a trance, and her heart was warm. She tried her best to open her eyes, but she couldn't move even if she tried her best.

This terrifying nightmare shackled her whole body, and she couldn't even lift her little finger.

"Ning'er, are you still angry with your husband? It's been three days and three nights. If you don't wake up again, your husband from Qiqiaojie has to go with Muxue and Lan'er. By the way, I have also made a cheongsam for each of them. I know, you also like it. Today, Sister Lanxin found one from the bottom of your box."

Nalan Yuning could hear everything, but she was so distressed that she could not speak and could not move her body, she really hurt him.

My husband never spoiled herself like this, nor did he accompany her to celebrate the Beggar Festival, nor did he make her a new cheongsam. At this moment, she wanted to wake up, but no matter how hard she tried, she could never be completely awake.

Dulun Qizhen carefully observed Nalan Yuning's face, and saw that her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her nose was oozing with fine pieces of fragrant sweat, and her little head was swaying slightly, knowing that this was a sign that she was about to wake up.

He continued, "I'll count three times. If Ning'er, you don't wake up yet, the cheongsam made specifically for you will be gone, one,"

Nalan Yuning's little head had begun to rotate quickly.

"two------"

"It seems that Ning'er, you really don't want this new cheongsam. Well, Sister Lan Xin likes it so much, I think it's better to give it to her."

As he said that, he let go of Nalan Yuning's little hand and was about to leave. At this time, Nalan Yuning suddenly sat up and said, "I want it, my husband, I want it."

When Dulun Qizhen saw that Nalan Yuning finally woke up, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Do you want me? That's not possible. You are just recovering from a serious illness and cannot have sex with me."

Dulun Qizhen deliberately misinterpreted his meaning and joked. Sure enough, Nalan Yuning blushed and said, "My husband, you are so bad. You will only be happy with Ning'er."

"I'm bad, I'm bad to the people I like, Ning'er, how do you feel now?"

Nalan Yuning said, "I'm fine, but I'm still a little dizzy. I want to go down and have a walk."

As he said that, he lifted the quilt and was about to get up, he realized that he was wearing only one pair of shorts and his legs were exposed to Dulun Qizhen's eyes.
Chapter completed!