V2.Chapter 377

Isn't that her grandmother's name?

Yu Wan refused in her heart. How could she, such a weak mother, have such a tyrannical name?

"Did you remember correctly?" Yu Wan asked.

Yan Jiuchao said coldly, "This king doesn't even remember your name!"

It's really Jiang Batian...

Yu Wan felt bitter.

But on second thought, children in the countryside would take cheap names in order to make a living. Dog Dan, Niu Dan, Tie Dan, Bao Bu Qi, A-Niang also chose such a majestic name for a good livelihood.

Yu Wan was no longer tangled. After tossing around all day, she felt sleepy.

She yawned and said to Yan Jiuchao, "Can I sleep? If there is nothing else, I'll squint for a while. Call me when the hot water is ready."

After saying that, he fell asleep on the couch.

When the little black eggs saw that their mother was asleep, they stopped jumping on the bed. The three walked up to their father and handed over their sweaty little heads, signaling their father to wipe off the sweat.

Just at this time, two maids came to meet with several sets of wedding dresses and wedding gowns. As soon as they looked up, they saw the cold and lonely king, like a kind father, holding a towel to the little guys. He wiped away the sweat, a rare tenderness flashed across his face.

The maids were stunned and could hardly believe it was true.

Their king's hand is used to kill people, not to hurt people.

A few little black eggs were wiped clean, and they were hungry and jumped out of bed to find something to eat.

There were ready-made melons, fruits and snacks on the table. Yan Jiuchao carried them to the chair, and patiently peeled the oranges and tickled the tangles, one for each son.

The three of them ate happily.

Is it an illusion or something, the maids suddenly felt that the king was not the same as before, and so was this palace, which used to be gloomy in the past, but now it seems to have a few traces of living breath.

Who the three were, the maids did not dare to ask.

The ghost clan is a place that respects strength, and the ghost king is violent and cruel. The disadvantage is that he is always alone, but the advantage is obvious, and no one dares to question him face to face.

Yan Jiuchao saw the wedding dress and wedding dress in the hands of the two, and said lightly, "Bring it here."

"Yes." The two walked over respectfully, knelt at Yan Jiuchao's feet, and raised the tray above their heads.

The round-faced maid is called Fang Fei, and the melon-faced maid is called Fangrong.

Fang Fei said boldly: "If you return to the king, all the wedding dresses and wedding dresses that can be found are here, please take a look at the king."

Wedding dresses and wedding dresses are not casual clothes. These are all found in the warehouse that has been sealed for more than ten years. At that time, the king and his wife got married and ordered several sets of wedding dresses. I thought that I won't be able to use it for the rest of my life, who knows—

Yan Jiuchao and the ghost king are similar in body shape, but they still fit well. Yu Wan's pregnancy is a circle, and the wedding dress is a little thinner, but it can be changed.

These are all visual observations without Yan Jiuchao's. The two maids simply don't know how the king measured them. It's not that they haven't seen each other for more than ten years. How come it seems that they are facing each other day and night, so they know the lady's hair like the back of the hand?

Fang Fei and Fang Rong changed the waist of their wedding dress by one size.

Fang Fei said: "The servant undresses the lady."

Yan Jiuchao frowned: "No, this king is here, you all step back."

Does Wang actually want to undress his wife in person? How could Wang put down his body to do such a thing?

"Anything else?" Yan Jiuchao asked coldly.

"No, the slaves retire." Fang Fei said, pulling Fang Rong to retreat.

In a daze, Yu Wan felt that someone was unraveling her clothes. She lifted her eyelids and glanced at it, it was Yan Jiuchao, she closed her eyes again, and fell into a heartless sleep.

Yan Jiuchao snorted when she saw her unguarded look towards him, and her face became less stinky.

Yu Wan was so sleepy that her eyes were closed when she was dragged up to worship.

After worshipping, Yu Wan was carried back to the wedding room by Yan Jiuchao.

The three little guys have been sent to A Wei's house. Yan Jiuchao, who has the memory of the ghost king, doesn't know A Wei, but he remembers that this young man is the master of his three sons, and the wedding night belongs to him and his new wife. At night, although he loves his sons, he will not allow them to spoil his good things tonight.

Yan Jiuchao looked at the sleepy person in his arms, and snorted coldly, "Woman, you have escaped for eighteen years, it's time to return everything owed to this king."

After all, he put the man on the edge of the bed.

Yu Wan was so sleepy that she fell asleep.

She tossed all day, ah, all day, can anyone get a good night's sleep?

Yan Jiuchao used Yu Ruyi to lift her hijab, and under the hijab was a beautiful face.

After so many years, this woman's appearance has not changed at all.

He has changed.

Become younger and more beautiful.

He remembered the past of this woman. Her surname was not Jiang, but Nangong. She was an abandoned baby sent to the ghost clan by the Nanzhao royal family. He did not know why the ghost clan took her in. He was only one year older than him. It was his father who accepted him, the former ghost king.

She lived in the most remote village at first, but she brought disaster to every village. She was young, but she moved more than ten times. In the end, no village in the whole family dared to take her in, so she had to move. Came to the palace.

That's when I saw her.

He was eight years old at the time.

He saw a little girl carved in pink and jade, wearing a white dress with a beautiful bun, smiling at him like a little fairy in a mural.

He walked over in a daze, just as he was about to tell him that he was the young master of the ghost clan, and was beaten down by her fist...

From then on, his nightmare began.

He wanted to drive this wild girl out countless times, but the wild girl somehow captured his father's love. His father loved her more than his own son, and even taught her all the martial arts.

Her father did not allow him to touch the martial arts in the forbidden area, but took her to the forbidden area to choose at will.

He is not convinced, why can a girl ride on his head?

The marriage with him was decided by her father before his death. She was from the Nanzhao royal family. Her father could not be the master of her marriage, but her father could be his master. Her father forced her to swear that no matter what the cost, she would marry her. .

And this... turned out to be a condition for him to sit on the throne.

He was very puzzled. He asked his father where she came from, but his father refused to say anything, only forced him to answer, otherwise his father would die.

He had to agree. He asked the Nanzhao royal family to marry her. The Nanzhao Emperor Ji Shishi opened his mouth and asked him for the holy relic. Thinking of his father's last words before his death, he reluctantly gave up the relic and sent the holy relic as a betrothal gift.

He did it all, but the night before the big wedding, this woman ran away from the marriage!

Over the years, in order to find her trace, he has sent many experts from the ghost clan, but all those experts have gone and never returned, and he is also very tired.

After recalling the mental journey in his mind, Yan Jiuchao sighed deeply.

Fortunately, it was over, and the woman finally returned to him.

Let that little white face in the Central Plains go to hell! From now on, she belongs to him!

Yu Wan yawned, and gave Yan Jiuchao a small look, she was babbling, what was she thinking about?

"I'm so sleepy..." Yu Wan couldn't lift her eyelids.

Yan Jiuchao put the hijab and Yu Ruyi aside, picked up the Hexi wine on the table, and handed a glass to Yu Wan: "Drink it."

"Don't drink." Yu Wan turned her face away in disgust. She was pregnant and couldn't drink.

Yan Jiuchao said domineeringly: "If you don't drink it, this king has more ways to make you drink it!"

Yu Wan took a deep breath, for the sake of his broken brain, don't bother with him!

Yu Wan held back her drowsiness, smiled, and said, "If you return to the king, my concubine doesn't like to drink, nor can I drink."

Yan Jiuchao frowned. He didn't say that he had to drink it, but he poured out the wine and replaced it with a glass of water: "Can you drink it now?"

Yu Wan lost to him, and obediently took the cup and drank from him, then asked, "Can you sleep now?"

Yan Jiuchao narrowed his eyes dangerously, and grabbed her wrist and said, "In such a hurry, do you want to stun this king and escape from the clan again?"

"You love to sleep or not!" Yu Wan withdrew her hand, lay down, turned her back, and threw him a big butt!

Yan Jiuchao's aura was full, and the temperature in the hall seemed to drop, his eyes were cold, and his voice came out from between his teeth: "Shake this king, are you tired of living?! Trust me, you won't. I want to see the way this king tortures people..."

Yu Wan: "Lights out!!!"

"..." Yan Jiuchao obediently turned off the lights.