The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chapter 245 It’s not Fusang, it’s Muyang

Of course Jing Muyang noticed Chu Jian's moving eyelids and called her softly.

"First time seeing you, first time seeing you? Wake up, wake up."

Chu Jian moved her head, she felt very hot and unconsciously pulled at her collar, she didn’t know who was always making a fuss.

"It's hot, so hot..." The inner clothes stuck to the body and made Chu Jian feel very uncomfortable. He frowned and kept pulling them.

Jing Muyang simply took off her clothes and wrung out a towel to wipe her.

The cave was very cold, and even when a warm towel was wiped over it, a layer of chicken particles would immediately appear, which would then be smoothed out by its own heat.

Jing Muyang wiped the sweat off Chu Jian's body and put on clean underwear for her. Then he held her in his arms and covered her lightly with his cloak. The love poison in her body began to take effect, and he didn't know whether she remembered him or not.

After not seeing each other for 10 to 20 days, I found that she had lost a lot of weight, and her waist was almost as thin as before. Jing Muyang touched the scar on her lower back. When he wiped it just now, he felt that the color had become a little lighter, and now it seemed to have become smoother.

The first sight was very hot. She finally woke up, but not very sober. She looked at Jing Muyang with a pair of blurry eyes. She was so confused that she could not tell who he was.

"Nice to meet you." Jing Muyang raised his hand and stroked her face happily.

When Bai Lishang was giving her the power, Chu Jian kept repeating one sentence in her head: Chu Jian, I am Mu Yang, don’t push me away, Princess, I am Mu Yang, don’t push me away…

This man kept saying "first meeting", so he must be Mu Yang.

Mu Yang, is it Jing Mu Yang?

Chu Jian came to her senses a little more and pushed him. She couldn't get entangled with Jing Muyang again, and she couldn't let Fuso down.

"Let me go."

"No, it's the first time we met. I'm Mu Yang, and you're my princess. I promised you that I would never let go of your hand, and you promised me that you would never push me away at any time."

"I'm not your princess, I'm the Crown Princess of Fusang, Jing Muyang, let me go."

Chu Jian tried to struggle, and the struggle untied the loose ties of her inner garment. She felt a sudden burst of cool white light, which scared her so much that she quickly grabbed her clothes. Only then did she realize that her clothes had been replaced. Without a doubt, it must have been Jing Muyang who did it.

"Don't look at me like that. I told you that you are my princess. I didn't lie to you."

"Li Shang won't lie to me." When Chu Jian saw her, he didn't remember that Jing Muyang thought she was a saint, so he naturally believed Bai Li Shang's words more.

But at this moment, the strong smell of Jing Muyang's male hormones filled her nostrils, which was extremely tempting. She wanted to get closer but was trying her best to endure it.

"Bai Lishang told you? I knew that Bai Lishang had bad intentions and would always deceive people." Jing Muyang tightened his grip, "Chu Jian, you are my wife. We have prayed to heaven and earth, we have made a promise, and we have a child..."

Chu Jian's whole body was sensitive at this moment. Every little movement of Jing Muyang's hand could cause her to tremble. However, the more she pushed, the tighter Jing Muyang hugged her. She was about to lose control, but when she heard about the child, she still looked up and asked, "Child?"

"Yes, the child, the one you gave birth to, my child, a boy, born on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, more than five months old, white and chubby, looks exactly like me, and you named him Siming." Jing Muyang stroked her face again and again, looking at her lovingly, and his gentle tone seemed to melt her.

"Siming?" When Chu Jianwuduan first saw this, a picture flashed through his mind.

It was on a couch, with a chubby baby lying between a couple, clapping his hands, kicking his legs, and giggling. She couldn't see what the couple looked like, but the baby was 90% similar to Jing Muyang in front of her.

The key is that her heart was filled with warmth whenever she thought of this little baby.

"Siming is a baby who loves to smile. He is waiting for his father to bring his mother home. It's my first meeting. You are my princess, my Jing Muyang's wife." Jing Muyang kissed her gently on her forehead.

Her whole body felt numb the moment they met, and the last bit of her rationality collapsed. She didn't even realize that her push was more like a caress, and she gently responded to Jing Muyang's kiss.

"Fuso?" Under the influence of the love poison, Chu Jian's head was burning with passion and his thoughts were completely confused, and his eyes finally blurred.

"It's not Fusang, it's Muyang, it's Jing Muyang."

Jing Muyang caressed her hot body, causing Chu Jian to tremble, "Muyang..."

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The fragrance in the cold holy cave could not be concealed, and the panting could not be stopped. It was unknown whether Jing Muyang, who had not integrated Bai Lishang's blood essence, could bear it.

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Qingye was released and met Qingshan and others. People from Luoyue Pavilion, including those sent by Gao Le, were also released. Bai Lishang asked them all to gather in Chenxing Pavilion.

There is another heavyweight figure in Chenxing Pavilion who is currently lying in bed and hasn’t woken up yet. He was carried up in the morning and Bai Lishang didn’t have time to deal with him.

Fuso also just found out and came in, sitting beside the bed watching.

"Your Majesty Nanbang?" Qingshan was very surprised. Wasn't this the person they had followed all night?

"Yes, Your Majesty of Nanbang, Fusang, your father teamed up with Jing Muhao to attack Tianshan for you. Fortunately, I asked Bailang to keep an eye on him. Look at what your father is wearing. This is not a teaming up, it's simply taking advantage of him.

I am so sincere to you that I am willing to give up the Saint to you. Look at your father. He doesn't even have the most basic trust between people. This time, he has suffered a lot."

The Nanbang Emperor Zhu Yuan lying on the bed was wearing the clothes of an ordinary soldier. There were many bruises on his wrists and ankles, and his hair was messy. It seemed that the emperor had been imprisoned since Jing Muhao and Liu Yuan met up with their troops.

"Brother, what happened to my father? Why hasn't he woken up yet?" Fusang had already taken his father's pulse. Apart from being a little weak, there seemed to be nothing abnormal with his father. However, he could not be woken up no matter what he did.

Bai Lixiang seemed very satisfied with Fusang's current mood. He brought Fusang to see the Emperor of Nanbang because he was afraid that Fusang would be sad because of Chu Jian and Jing Muyang's current happiness.

"No problem, I was just hit by the Tianshan hypnotic miasma. Even if there is no antidote, it won't hurt my body. I just slept longer."

Bai Lishang took out a thumb-thick bottle of ointment from his arms and shook it under the nose of the Emperor of Nanbang, who immediately woke up.

"Father!" Fusang held his hand with concern.

"Fusang? My son!" The Emperor of Nanbang almost sat up in shock. When he sat up, his whole body was in pain and his eyebrows were furrowed in pain. "That damn Jing Muhao, I will definitely tie up Jingtai and let him suffer the same punishment!"

Bai Lishang clapped his fan and laughed, "Hahaha, what a good idea, Your Majesty. I absolutely support this idea. Who asked Emperor Lingyin to raise such a rebellious son?"

The Emperor of Nanbang glanced at him and said, "You are not a good guy either. You are just trying to deceive my son, Bai Lishang. I will take Fusang away now! The throne of Nanbang is still waiting for him to inherit. I will never keep him as a little brother in your Tianshan Holy Land! This is simply absurd. I don't want that stinky girl who can't be warmed up even if I meet her first time!"

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