Chapter 299 The Foxy Queen

Ning Wuxie is bathing Xuan'er.

Although Xuan'er is no longer so dizzy and has regained some consciousness under the effect of the holy magic weapon, her limbs are still sore and weak in the bathtub, and she lets Ning Wuxie do whatever he wants.

Ning Wuxie suddenly found the feeling of bathing Xuan'er when he first met her and she was still a little loli.

At that time, he felt that he was taking care of a child and had no strange thoughts.

Little Xuan'er is just like now, sitting obediently, raising her arms when he asks her to, and turning around when he asks her to.

Little Xuan'er will be a little nervous at first, but she will relax in the middle of the bath because of comfort, half-closed her eyes.

The Xuan'er in front of him is also like this, half-closed her eyes, and her body is lazy.

It's also because she is too comfortable...

Although Xuan'er is now about 1.7 meters tall and has a plump figure of an adult woman, Ning Wuxie still thinks she is very cute.

"Baby, look up..." Ning Wuxie washed Xuan'er's hair carefully, and then scooped up a bucket of water to wash away the foam for her.

"Just look up, no need to open your mouth."

After the shower, Xuan'er finally regained some consciousness. Ning Wuxie gave her a massage to make her feel comfortable and regain some strength.

"Is it time for the dinner?" Xuan'er sat on the bed, letting Ning Wuxie put on her clothes like a rag doll.

"Not yet, it should be soon." Ning Wuxie squatted on the ground and put on white silk socks on Xuan'er's graceful feet.

"You're so annoying. I want to stay with you all the time even though I feel so comfortable today."

"We agreed to something before, it's all settled." Ning Wuxie put on one foot and then the other.

"Don't be so lazy, mobilize some cultivation, you have to meet someone later."

Xuan'er was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, how could she be so weak and paralyzed because of a big battle?

She didn't mobilize any cultivation for the sake of enjoyment, and let herself be tossed to this point.

As long as she wanted, the spiritual power in her Dantian would fill her whole body in a second, and she would be able to recover immediately.

"No... I like this feeling." Xuan'er acted like a spoiled child, raising one foot to press against Ning Wuxie's face.

"What's the feeling?" Ning Wuxie grabbed the white ice cream with his backhand.

"Like a weak rabbit, dying in your hands..."

Xuan'er still half-closed her eyes at this time, immersed in the state created by Ning Wuxie for her.

Ning Wuxie was stunned, and his love surged instantly, and he felt his chest was numb.

Xuan'er.

My Xuan'er!

He stood up and hugged Xuan'er, holding her fair and slender neck with both hands.

"Then you will die in my hands next time."

He gritted his teeth and said, but he was reluctant to use force in his hands.

This is a normal mental reaction of people.

When seeing something particularly cute, people can't help but have an irresistible impulse to approach her and protect her.

And accompanied by it is an inexplicable violent desire.

For example, seeing a kitten, you want to sit on it and die, and seeing a child's face, you want to bite it.

Ning Wuxie is the same.

Seeing Xuan'er, who was weak and helpless, and looked up at him with a lovely and beautiful face, her pink lips pursed slightly, and her beautiful eyes were pitiful, Ning Wuxie couldn't help but want to kill her!

How could it be possible...

He leaned over and kissed Xuan'er hard on the face.

"Be good, there will be next time."

"Okay..." Xuan'er said obediently.

"I love you brother..."

"I love you too." Ning Wuxie whispered in Xuan'er's ear.

He picked up another piece of clothing and continued to put it on Xuan'er.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door: "Brother Ning, His Majesty asked us to attend the dinner."

"Are you still awake?"

"Right away!" Ning Wuxie turned his head and answered, and when he turned back, he saw that Xuan'er was full of energy and vitality, and the blurred and lazy look just now was swept away.

"Wink~" She winked at Ning Wuxie, quirky.

...

When seeing Ning Wuxie leading two girls, one big and one small, out of the room, the people outside the door were a little surprised.

Especially the eunuchs, they almost opened their mouths to ask whose child this was, thinking that it was a child from the palace who ran into Ning Wuxie's room.

It was Meng Cangran who asked: "Brother Ning, why did you bring the divine beast with you?"

Bai Zhou was led by Xuan'er, looking well-behaved.

"Do you still remember what His Majesty said to us, that Su Wan'er has a charming aura, not like a human." Ning Wuxie replied.

"Then it must be a demon."

"I will bring the demon country's king, the divine beast Bai Ze, and naturally we can test the truth."

Meng Cangran and Zhuang Yuerou's eyes lit up at the same time: "Yes!"

"With the suppression of the divine beast's bloodline, we don't need to do anything, Su Wan'er won't dare to act rashly!"

"It's still possible, maybe Su Wan'er is just a female cultivator with a special physique." Ning Wuxie smiled, "Let's go."

Returning along the way they came, walking through the high palace wall, the few of them returned to the palace where they met Zhao Heng with Zhang Wanyang in the afternoon.

After all, there were only seven or eight people, and it was the emperor's private banquet, so it was held in the palace where he lived.

When Ning Wuxie and others stepped in, Zhao Heng was still being hugged and bitten by Su Wan'er.

"Ah... Lord Ning... you, you are here..."

"Wan'er, let go!"

Zhao Heng was a little angry and was about to push Su Wan'er away from him, but he saw Su Wan'er suddenly let go of his face and looked at the door with horror.

There stood Ning Wuxie, Meng Cangran and their wives who had just walked in.

No, not them, she had seen these people during the day...

Su Wan'er looked down and saw a little girl with black hair and purple eyes.

Her eyes wandered around and licked her lips. At first glance, it was obvious that she was greedy and looking for something delicious.

She glanced at Su Wan'er, paused, then looked at her deeply and passed her by.

Su Wan'er suddenly felt a sense of humility deep in her bones, a fear surging in her blood!

On the field, whether it was Emperor Zhao Heng, Meng Cangran or Ning Wuxie, they all took in Su Wan'er's momentary loss of composure.

"Queen, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Heng asked.

"It seems that the queen is homesick." Ning Wuxie sneered at Su Wan'er, "Su Wan'er, who gave you this name?"

"Sir Ning, you are joking. Of course it was my father..." Su Wan'er's eyes wandered.

"Haha, is that so?"

Ning Wuxie sat at the table with Xuan'er on his arm, not waiting for the emperor to speak.

"Su Wan'er, what a nice name."

"When did you enter the palace?"

Su Wan'er recovered at this time, frowning slightly: "When did I enter the palace, and what does it have to do with Lord Ning."

"I heard that Lord Ning is one of the ten great Confucian scholars, why is he so frivolous to me, the queen?"

"Could it be that Lord Ning is also the kind of person who appears to be serious but is actually reckless?"

Ning Wuxie was neither humble nor arrogant, and waved his hand: "Haha, it was Ning who was abrupt, I didn't mean anything else, I was just curious, I apologize to the queen."

"Your Majesty," he turned to Zhao Heng, "Let's start the meal first."

"My Lord Divine Beast is so hungry, you have to take care of her food today."

As he said, Ning Wuxie reached out to touch Bai Zhou's head, with a casual attitude, as if he was touching his own child.

And Bai Zhou just sat there, letting Ning Wuxie touch his little head.

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