Meng Po’s Husband Chasing Diary

After reincarnation, the emptiness of the underworld is still cloudy and yellow, and the ghost crying wolf howl of the eighteenth layer of **** sounds like a farewell tune. Meng Wanqi stood on the Wangxiangtai and looked back at the place where he had lived for thousands of years, thinking that it would be impossible for him to come back for a while, and he was sad for a while.

Elder Moon sent his eldest disciple, Ye Xin, to supervise the reincarnation of Meng Po. When he was carrying a bowl full of Meng Po soup, Meng Eqi screamed: "Do you want me to drink Meng Po soup!?"

Ye Xin was a little embarrassed, and said: "Meng Shangxian drank, and the above commanded him."

Meng Haoqi stepped back a few steps: "Well, I don't remember anything after I was born."

Sheng Jiayan saw it on the side and came over to hold Meng Eqi's hand: "Close your eyes."

His voice was bland.

"Why?" Meng Hao looked at him with his head tilted.

"Close."

Despite Meng's doubts, she closed her eyes cleverly. Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and Meng Eqi felt a moist touch on his forehead.

Sheng Jiayan dropped a soft kiss on her forehead, and then took the Meng Po soup in Ye Xin's hand and fed Meng Eqi to drink it.

Meng Wanqi was drunk in the cloud by his kiss, and he drank Meng Po soup with his hand in a trance.

After she reacted, she was pushed down the bridge by Sheng Jiayan, fell into Wangchuan River, and disappeared into the rolling waves.

As she fell, the bureaucrats all burst into tears.

In order not to delay the chronological order before and after birth, Sheng Jiayan didn't explain any extra words, and Meng Po soup didn't drink, so he jumped down with Meng Eqi.

Bai Wuchang's crying snot filled his face with tears: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

If it weren't for Black Impermanence to hold his waist tightly, I'm afraid that White Impermanence had already jumped with him.

General Blood River sighed: "I don't know if my sister's business will go well."

The father-in-law did not seem to be worried. He comforted everyone: "Everyone does not have to worry about it. Your majesty is by your side. All we have to do is to do our job and not cause trouble to your majesty."

Everyone nodded and went back to their posts.

The father-in-law gave a glance at the choppy Wangchuan River, and thought: the day after Meng Mengqi’s reincarnation will not be sad, after all, he got a kiss from the king before he was reintroduced. How miserable. What are you worried about?

However, the father-in-law of the land obviously underestimated the insidiousness of the elders.

At this moment, on the 9th Zhongyue, Yuelaozheng and Siming Xingjun gathered together, grinning and discussing how to arrange Meng Eqi's fate.

The star tracks are rearranged to form new trajectories and gradually extend into the future.

Two splendid meteors paddling the night sky, people who would care about watching the stars at night, speculate that there will be an emperor about to be born.