The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Mrs. Ji’s wife was in a hurry, and immediately went to the palace to pick up Qiao Wei.

The little bonfire was in a hurry, and Qiao Wei was still a big deal. When I entered the government, I realized that it was a disease.

I knew that the little stepmother was sick. She should choose an old man in the treasure house of the palace.

Mrs. Ji’s wife also knows that Qiao Wei is not waiting to see Woodlands, and some sighed with sorrow: “It’s hard for you, after all, I’m pregnant with your bones, let’s take a look.”

Qiao Wei went forward.

Zhou mother consciously let aside, seeing the empty space before the bed, and quickly moved a stool to put it.

Qiao Wei was too lazy to sit and explore the fingertips to give the orchids a pulse.

"How is the lady, little lady?" Zhou asked anxiously.

Qiao Wei’s fingertips are on the pulse of Woodlands, but her eyes are on the mother’s body. This wife is in a hurry to get angry. If it’s not that she is really sick, her acting skills are really too good to see. Traces of the outfit.

After finishing the pulse, Qiao Wei put the hand of Woodland back into the quilt, opened her eyelids and looked at her pupil: "When did you start to feel uncomfortable?"

"This morning." Mother Zhou said.

"What symptoms?" Qiao Wei asked not salty.

Ms. Zhou thought for a moment and said: "At first, I was uncomfortable with my stomach. After running a few latrines, I started to have a headache. Only when the doctor had been there, gave me a pair of fetuses. After eating it, it would be like this."

Qiao Wei asked: "What was the problem with Dr. Zeng?"

Ms. Zhou recalled: "It is not a big problem, it may be heat stroke."

Qiao Wei said: "Her pulse is not like heat stroke."

"What is that?" Zhou asked inexplicably.

Qiao Wei said faintly: "Nothing is there, there is no problem with the pulse."

Ms. Zhou patted her head: "Oh, Dr. Zeng said so! But... if there is no problem, how can she sleep and sleep?"

Qiao Wei smiled and looked at Ms. Zhou’s eyes: “Yes, there is no problem, but it’s still awkward, but it’s really weird. Grandmother, my wife’s illness can’t be cured, please ask Gao Ming.”

It’s easy to say, but where is the whole capital still finding a better doctor than Qiao Wei?

"Are you coming back?" Mrs. Ji asked hesitantly.

Qiao Wei smiled: "Not yet."

"That... that man under the meditation, what is it..." Mrs. Ji’s wife couldn’t remember the other’s name for a while.

Qiao Weidao: "Ji Wushuang."

Mrs. Ji’s eyes are bright: “Yes, right, he is! He is not in Beijing?”

Qiao Wei said: "He is not there."

Really absent, this time, tortured to force Qin Bingyu, Ji Wushuang almost inseparable.

Mrs. Ji’s wife sighed in agony.

Qiao Wei also has a pair of children to take care of, no effort to spend in the Lihuayuan, and said a few words to Mrs. Ji, then returned to Qinglian.

Honestly, Mrs. Ji’s wife really didn’t want to live in the life of the orchids, but she had the flesh of Ji’s family in her stomach, and it was so big. There were hands, feet, noses and eyes in the fall, so I thought, Mrs. Ji’s wife blamed. I can't bear it.

After a while, my brother ran to see the orchids.

Mrs. Ji’s wife is going to let people stop him. I know that he is running faster than anyone else. He rushed into the house with an inattention, and looked at the unconscious mother on the bed, and suddenly stopped.

Rong’s mother was busy holding her brother out.

Mrs. Ji’s wife squeezed her painful eyebrows and told Dongmei: “You will find a few more doctors.”

"Eh!"

Dongmei should go down and find a doctor in several pharmacies, but everyone can't diagnose the disease.

"Is it... what happened to the unclean thing at night?" Rong mother whispered.

Mrs. Ji’s old lady is superstitious. When she hears this, she feels that it is not unreasonable, or else? A good living person is sick, so many doctors can't diagnose it, unless the lesion is not on the body bones. She looks at her mother, sinking and said: "I asked you, she had to go out at night." ?"

Zhou mother first groaned, then nodded: "Go, the room was too stuffy last night, the lady could not sleep, went to the lake to cool."

Rong mother sighed: "Pregnant women are heavy, and they are going out in the middle of the night. It is the easiest thing to do."

When Mrs. Ji is still a girl in her family, she often listens to the old man saying that it is most easy for a woman to have a body. It is not easy to go to the night. Besides, there are many water ghosts on the lake. If you really go there, it is not difficult to explain today. The situation is over.

In such a situation, it is useless to find a doctor. You must find a sorghum and catch the ghost that is pestering her.

On the afternoon of the same day, Mrs. Ji’s wife let Rong’s mother go to the temple together with Dongmei, and explained the situation of the orchids to the sorghum in the temple. Gaochun said that the orchids were entangled in the ghosts, and the martial arts were removed from the ghosts. It’s gone.

The law is scheduled to be two days later, because Gao Song said that day is the heaviest day of the month.

"Faith?"

Qiao Wei frowned at the weird hair while rubbing her hair.

Wang Shu whispered a little mouth: "Mother kissed you to my eyes!"

Qiao Wei was busy taking the cotton and continuing to wipe her soft wet hair.

Bier rubbed Jingyun’s hair and said: “I’m just a smoker. I’m going to hit the night and hit the ghost. I need to do something to drive the ghost.”

"What is the mother-in-law's exorcism?" Wang Shu asked curiously.

"Exorcism is..." Qiao Wei is poor.

Jingyun said seriously: "Ghosts are terrible and terrible monsters. Exorcism is to drive away monsters."

"Oh." Wang Shu still doesn't understand.

Qiao Wei was teased by her daughter's stunned look and kissed her pink and tender face.

Jingyun enviously looked at her sister and looked at her sister very arrogantly and shamefully. She looked at her face and asked, "What is the ritual?"

Qiao Wei went to change the cotton cloth.

Jingyun: "..."

......

The three little guys have been playing for so long, and they should go back to the academy. Qiao Wei went to the dean’s study with Su Xin’s graduation document. She is now the sovereign. It’s not too easy to get a certificate. It is.

The dean didn't know this, but when the three little guys really spent a month and a half to finish the half-year course, they happily let the three people come back to class.

The three of them returned with honor, and they sat firmly in the first row of the center. As for the two disciples of Suesong, they were called back by Qiao Wei with fabricated documents, so the class of Sun Fuzi was again It is the world of Jingyun.

On this day, Qiao Wei got up early and sent three children to the academy.

Her forefoot has just left, her hind feet, and the sorghum of the practice has arrived at the Ji family.

There are a total of 12 people who have been involved in the Ji family’s practice. One is a high-ranking sorghum, the law is Huiren, and the other eleven are his disciples. There are so many people in a small affair. In fact, there are some big problems, but big ones. Everyone loves to pay attention to the faction, and the more they stand, the more sincere they are.

Mrs. Ji does not mind how many people come from the other side, the more the better, she is not afraid to spend money, not to mention that Lan Lan has been in a coma for two days and two nights, and Mrs. Ji’s wife is worried that the bones in the belly of the orchids will not be able to survive: "Master, is she still saved?"

Master Huiren's hands clasped together: "Amitabha, when the old man has not yet reached the Ji family, he will see the Ji family shrouded in a layer of black air. This is a big devil!"

Mrs. Ji’s heart sighed: “Big, big and powerful? Can that drive away?”

Master Hui Ren said: "It is not a good trip, let me try it."

Mrs. Ji did not dare to neglect, and immediately ordered the people to pick up the front yard of the Lihuayuan, and let Huiren Master set up a small altar. Master Huiren was given the incense burner, and both hands were together. “Amitabha.” Turned again Mrs. Ji’s wife said, “This kind of ghost is really fierce. When I catch it, I will hurt everyone, and please stay in the yard and don’t come out.”

Mrs. Ji did not bother to ask: "Is it right in the yard? It won't run in?"

Master Hui Ren said: "I will arrange for the disciple to squat at the door and meditate, and use the Buddha's light to block its suffocation, so that it will not be allowed to enter for a short time. Before I complete the ritual, you should never arbitrarily come out, otherwise the ghost will come to you. On the body, I have a mana drive once, not necessarily a mana drive twice."

Mrs. Ji’s wife was busy letting Rong’s mother pass the news. Li and Ji Sheng came to the old lady’s yard. Jishuang stayed in Beifu. Ji Shangqing did not believe this. It’s just not good to refute his own mother and stay in the same way. Tongyuan.

The master of the church sneaked into the courtyard of Fu Xueyan.

Fu Xueyan said: "Go back to your own yard."

The teacher, the righteous person, said: "There are not enough people, don't waste the yard!"

The rest of the people were concentrated in several yards, otherwise they were too scattered and the disciples were not good.

After about two quarters of an hour, all the preparations were ready. Master Huiren and the eleven young monks were fragrant in their own places, and the house soon filled with a strong aroma.

Mrs. Ji’s wife also smelled this fragrance, stood up and looked out the door: “Get started?”

Li Shidao: "You listen, you start to recite the scriptures."

Mrs. Ji’s wife listened and listened, really!

Li walked up to her and held her arm: "Mother, don't worry, the masters are coming, and you will be able to drive away the ghosts."

Mrs. Ji’s wife sighed deeply: “It’s not the first baby. I’m going to marry her when I’m pregnant. Don’t go to the night, especially when you’re walking the river, how can she give me? Forgot?"

Li’s thoughts are more than Mrs. Ji’s wife. The small lake is close to Tongyuan. Is it because she wants to take a walk and have a chance encounter with her eldest brother? Unfortunately, the big brother did not meet, but was entangled by the devil.

Deserve it!

Mrs. Ji’s wife grabbed her chest: “I’m a little bit uncomfortable in my heart.”

Li’s guest said: “You have to worry about it. The sorghum is powerful and strong, and the mother will be safe.”

Mrs. Ji’s wife sat down: “I hope it!”

The aroma quickly drifted to Xiao Yu Xuan, and the master of the teacher sucked his nose on the table: "What smell?"

Xiuqin embroidered the purse: "It is sandalwood."

The lord of the lord stunned his frown: "Is sand fragrant so fragrant?"

Xiuqin said: "Yes!"

"Is it sandalwood?" The teacher asked the adults to Fu Xueyan.

Fu Xueyan looked at the book quietly and did not speak.

The teacher's hand buried under the table, playfully moved, to touch her hand, Fu Xueyan hit a cold dawn, and the master of the church scared the hair, and quickly pulled back.

Xiuqin embroidered the poems of the party and yawned.

Fu Xueyan also sweared a face.

The teacher, the adult, looked at her: "Are you sleepy? Would you like to go to sleep? I will call you when the law is over."

Fu Xueyan licked his temple: "No need."

The master of the church looked at her for a moment without saying: "You wear a veil in the house, don't you panic? Don't wear it, I haven't seen you look like you."

Fu Xueyan glanced at him coldly.

The master of the teacher glared at his head and smiled.

He has a more refined face than a woman, even wearing a mask, the eyes of the enchanting eyes are full of temptation.

Fu Xueyan’s eyelashes fluttered and he looked away.

The master of the church said: "Mother Yew..."

Boom!

He didn't finish his words, and there was a loud noise behind him. He was shocked. He turned his head and saw Xiuqin squatting on the ground. He didn't move, snoring, and seemed to be asleep.

"So can I sleep?" He frowned strangely. When he turned his head and looked at Fu Xueyan, he saw that she was also drowsy. "What happened to you? Is this sleepy?"

Fu Xueyan's body swayed, and he subconsciously extended his hand and held her, and she fell into his arms.

The soft body filled his arms all at once, and the fragrant smell rushed into his nose, so that he could smell a little dizzy. His heart was like a springbok, and he jumped and pounced. It is also hot, breathing is also chaotic, the body is stiff, the arm is placed in the air, I do not know let go, or should close.

The master of the church is desperately pressing down the curled lips: "You, you, why are you doing? I am sending you a gift. I tell you, I am not a casual person, don't think... what to sleep with?" I am going to be yours."

Fu Xueyan did not respond.

The eyes of the teacher's adult are slicking and falling asleep.

"Hey, the mother-in-law."

"Female Yaksha."

"Mother Yak!"

"I touched your chest."

Still no response.

The teacher's throat slipped a little, gently holding her soft waist, letting her lean on her arms, watching for two seconds, picking her veil and quickly taking a kiss on her cheek! Then grab your head!

Such a long time, did not wait for her to beat yourself, hey laugh or two, and gave her soft red lips cover down, I did not realize yet touched her lips, it was interrupted suddenly broke into the house uninvited guest It is.

The adult master almost instinctively put on her veil, and then looked at the people in the house with disappointment. Seeing each other is a few young monks, the color of dissatisfaction is more obvious: "Who made you come in?" ”

The two monks looked at each other.

The teacher is not very angry: "Go out."

The two did not move.

The master of the church looked coldly: "Let you go out and hear no?!"

The dawn of the two moved, and the monk on the left arched his hand and said: "This son, we are doing things, sensing that there is blackness in this room, and asking the son to avoid it first."

The teacher and the grown-up looked at his arched hand, and there was a strange insomnia in his heart: "How do you like a monk who is like a river?"

The monk on the left blinked.

The monk on the right was busy in front of him, and said Amitabha said: "The donor, this place should not stay for a long time, but also ask the donor to leave quickly. I will wait for the ritual donor to come in again."

The master of the church looked up and down the two people. Although they felt strange, they still stood up with Fu Xueyan and walked toward the door. When they passed by the two monks, they were blocked by the two.

The monk on the right lined up a ceremony: "The donor, please put down the female donor."

“Why?” asked the teacher.

The monk on the right side said: "Because...the black gas seems to be pestering her, we have to do things for her, lest she be hurt by the devil."

The teacher said, "You first said that there is black gas in the house. Now I say that she has black gas. Do you still have to say that I am taking a black breath on my head?"

The two monks exchanged a look.

The monk on the left quietly found out the dagger hidden in the wide sleeve. The leader of the teacher discovered his strangeness and his eyebrows suddenly jumped. What is the monk? Is it clearly a rivers and lakes assassin? Which monk still has a knife?

His eyes moved, and suddenly he looked at the door and said, "Oh, Master, you are here!"

The two monks looked at Qiqi and looked back. The master of the church held Fu Xueyan’s footsteps and slipped out from the side door!

"Catch him!" The monk on the right yelled and chased him with the companion!

The master of the church, holding Fu Xueyan, ran all the way, and the strength of breastfeeding came out: "Huo Shigong! Help!"