Chapter 0029: To Be Able to Follow Your Husband’s Lead (2 / 2)

The housekeeper’s eyes signaled the maid to lead Chu Zheng and the other generals to the guest room to rest.

Noticing that she couldn’t help but frown because the rain was too loud, Qin Nian covered her otherwise exposed little head with his python robe. Taking large strides, he walked towards the bedchamber.

Ignoring the golden golden couch under the moonlight, he placed her on the big bed, stripped off the two of their clothes in three tries, and then re-hugged Mo Shaohua in his arms. Big hands smoothed her soft hair one by one.

The sound of the vast rain outside the house was faintly heard in the quiet of the house. How long had it been since he had been at peace with such a restful night.

“Uh-huh.”

Mo Shaohua subconsciously rubbed his chest uneasily, and Qin Nian curiously placed his large hand on her stomach.

He was over thirty years old and had been fighting for a long time, never imagining that one day he would have a little woman, pregnant with his child. Family, children, this

These were never something Qin Nian dared to ask for.

Now that these were suddenly in front of him, a strange feeling welled up in Qin Nian’s heart. This feeling of being a human father seemed to be quite good.

Unconsciously, Qin Nian raised the corners of his mouth.

“I really don’t have a crush on Qin Nian.”

The words she enunciated in her dream caused Qin Nian’s originally joyful phoenix eyes to instantly darken.

“I just wanted a father for the baby, a name. I really didn’t fall for her.” Unaware of Qin Nian’s immediate murderous rage, Mo Shaohua, still in the dream world, eagerly explained.

The large hand placed on her head departed, slowly clenching the palm, joints creaking. The phoenix eyes finally dispersed their gentleness, and it turned out that he was nothing more than a shelter in her eyes.

She never liked herself, so why was she so bent on having her own child?

With a pervasive anger brewing in his body, Qin Nian couldn’t hold back any longer and got up to leave angrily.

Mo Shaohua was left alone to be immersed in a dream world.

She dreamed that He Wusheng because he knew the two of them red tent thing, but also knew about his own pregnancy. He was full of anger and murderous spirit, carrying a knife to the fourth king’s residence to question, the two do not want to fight.

She saw that Qin Nian was drenched in blood, and his python robe was drenched in crimson blood, so she couldn’t tell if it was He Wusheng’s or his.

He Wusheng collapsed, holding his long sword in his hand and kneeling on one knee in a pool of blood, tearing his heart and lungs up to the sky.

Heartache, so much pain that you can’t breathe.

In the dream, Mo Shaohua was paralyzed on the ground, tearfully looking at the agonized Qin Nian, open-mouthed but pale and powerless, explaining, “I really didn’t fall in love with Qin Nian.”

She’s the one who alienated them from each other.

It’s her wickedness, it’s her heart.

Qin Nian was forced by her.

She was the one who had apologized to Qin Nian.

It’s her fault!

Tears quietly crossed her cheeks, Mo Shaohua slowly opened her eyes, the rain outside had stopped and the sky was bright.

Stunned for a moment, she sat up from the bed and wiped her tear-filled face.

Turns out it was just a dream.

Luckily, it was just a dream!

“Your Highness, what’s wrong with you, are you distracted is there something on your mind?” Xiao Ning, who was busy with her hair, shouted to wake up Mo Shaohua.

She looked back at herself in the mirror.

After a long time, she patted her cheeks. Telling herself: He Wusheng and Qin Nian’s relationship is so stable, they won’t kill each other.

As for her, how could she possibly like Qin Nian, that arrogant and petty old man.

Adjusting his mind, Chu Zheng is still in the royal residence, he still has to take care of the guests.

When he came to the hall, he did not see Qin Nian, and Chu Zheng was not there.

Mo Shaohua was puzzled, “Where is the fourth master?”

“His Highness and the Great General of South Vietnam have been sparring in the backyard two hours ago, and they have not been able to distinguish a winner until now.”

A chill ran down his spine. He’s been fighting for two hours? Still no winner?

What two tough guys!