From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Chapter 760 Ancient Robbery 43

"KunKun's biological mother?"

He didn't expect his sister to guess right away. He scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Yeah."

"So you've been looking for her all day long under the guise of traveling?"

"Yes." Meng Dingfeng blushed a little. After all, it was a bit embarrassing to tell his family about his love life. "I mentioned that she should marry me. She said she wanted to be together for the rest of her life. I..."

"You refused."

Meng Dingfeng quickly shook his head: "I didn't, it's just..."

"You didn't agree to her so readily?"

"Well, it was quite a shock to me when she proposed it, but later I thought it through and decided that I only wanted her."

Meng Liu clicked his tongue and shook his head repeatedly: "See, you men are determined to survive until the Yellow River is crossed. Once the person runs away, you will be obedient."

"I agreed with her that she would come to see the child every month, but she hasn't come for a long time, so I'm worried that she might be in danger," Meng Dingfeng said dejectedly.

Meng Liu patted his shoulder and promised to ask Fu Wenting to send some people out to look for it.

If she were an ordinary person, she would never say that. In ancient times, finding someone was like looking for a needle in a haystack, which was time-consuming and laborious.

But it’s different for time travelers. They must have some modern technical knowledge. If they build a modern cement road and glass factory, it will help Emperor Ming and his son to develop industry.

Although she could do it herself, as for the able-bodied men, she would just grab any that she could.

The next morning, the palace was decorated with lanterns and full of joy. Fu Wenting, wearing a golden dragon robe, a purple gold crown, and riding a tall horse, led the wedding procession to the Meng Mansion. Along the way, gongs and drums were blaring, firecrackers were blasting, and the people lined the streets to welcome them, making it very lively.

Meng Liu got up before dawn. The bride's dressing was much more complicated than that of a man. She wore a phoenix coronet and a golden and jade hairpin on her head. Her made-up face was as beautiful as a flower, making people hold their breath at a glance.

The matchmaker lifted her right hand, and at an auspicious time, had Meng Dingfeng carry her out of the Meng Mansion.

Fu Wenting had already dismounted and was waiting. Usually his face was solemn and he did not show his emotions, but today he had a rare big smile on his face. Anyone could see that he must be insanely happy today.

He watched anxiously as Meng Dingfeng carried Meng Liu onto the bridal sedan. He stood aside with his hands unconsciously supporting her from underneath, fearing that his brother-in-law would accidentally drop his wife.

The ceremony of the Crown Prince marrying the Crown Princess was incomparable to any other prince's marriages in the past. Even the bridal sedan was prepared in a unique and magnificent manner, and was adorned with pearls and gems all around, reflecting dazzling light in the sun.

The wedding procession slowly set off amidst joy and headed towards the palace.

Inside the palace, Emperor Ming sat on the dragon throne, waiting for the arrival of the Crown Prince and Crown Princess with a smile on his face.

After paying their respects to the emperor, the two performed the ceremony of worshiping heaven and earth in the presence of palace servants and courtiers, and officially became husband and wife.

Meng Liu had just been sent to the bridal chamber when Fu Wenting arrived. The maid behind him was holding a tray filled with Meng Liu's favorite foods.

After lifting the veil, Fu Wenting was stunned for a moment.

The last time I saw her with heavy makeup was at her wedding with Gu Zhige.

After returning to the Northwest, he once dreamed that the groom of that day turned into himself. When he woke up, the gap between the dream and reality made him extremely painful.

Now Meng Liu is truly his.

Fu Wenting felt that she was a hundred times more beautiful than that time, because this time she was truly his bride.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot?" Meng Liu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

Fu Wenting suddenly bent down and hugged her, leaning his head on her shoulder and sighing: "It seems like a dream, I really married you."

After saying that, he still felt it was not enough, so he sat up again, grabbed one of her hands and put it on his face: "Why don't you hit me again."

Meng Liu pulled his hand back, aimed at his waist and twisted it.

He grimaced in pain, but was still smiling. His eyes were as bright as day and so gentle that tears could be seen from them.

Meng Liu: "Help me take off the Phoenix Coronet. It's so heavy."

Fu Wenting stopped her: "Wait, don't do it yet."

He stood up, picked up the wedding wine on the table, stuffed it into her hands, and asked with a red face: "It's time to drink the wedding wine."

Meng Liu glanced at him and thought, that's right, she had been married many times and didn't care about these procedures anymore, but this guy was getting married for the first time, so it was normal for him to feel fresh.

After drinking the wedding wine, Fu Wenting helped her take off the phoenix crown, helped her sit down at the table, and personally took a pair of chopsticks to serve her the food.

Meng Liu wondered as he ate: "Don't you need to go to the front to entertain the guests?"

Fu Wenting paused, then scratched his head stupidly: "I forgot..."

The main reason was that Meng Liu looked so beautiful today that he just couldn't bear to be separated from her, for fear that something unexpected would happen if he missed her and she would disappear again.

Meng Liu softened a little: "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

Wait, what a wonderful word.

Just one sentence gave Fu Wenting a brain orgasm.

He restrained himself and kissed Meng Liu on the face: "Okay, wait for me to come back, I will come as soon as possible!"

After the meal, the maid helped her go to the inner room to wash.

The main hall of the East Palace is very large. According to the rules, she should live separately from Fu Wenting and wait for him to summon her to sleep with him when he needs her.

But Fu Wenting never had such an intention. After she returned to the Meng Mansion, he ordered people to move all her things to the prince's bedroom.

In addition to a two-meter-long bed and a living room, the inner room is even more luxurious, with a bathtub paved with jade. Nine faucets are arranged in a circle around the pool, spewing out gurgling warm water.

Meng Liu soaked for a while and felt a little drowsy. Her pregnancy made her less energetic than before.

"Hel me up."

Her eyes were half closed, and her arm was held by a rough big hand. The touch was not right. Meng Liu opened her eyelids and met Fu Wenting's dark eyes.

She has nothing to be shy about, so if he wants to see it, just let him see it openly.

The bathtub was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of dripping water swirling and amplifying in the silent space.

The decorations all around were bright red, and the fluttering gauze curtains added a lot of ambiguity for some reason.

It was the first time that Fu Wenting looked at her in a place with clear light. Her skin was so white and tender, and the blue blood vessels were faintly visible.

He took a deep breath and buried his head in the crook of her neck, half sniffing her scent and half biting her skin, kissing all the way down, stopping above her collarbone and gently grinding it with the tip of his teeth.

Meng Liu took a breath and realized his intention. In the water?

No, no, no, it's too exciting, she doesn't want it.

She pushed him away with an angry tone: "You! Dry my body for me."

Fu Wenting's throat rolled for a moment, and he responded hoarsely, "Okay."