Cultivation No.1 Dating Agency

When Bai Ji walked into the room, he only felt a soft force coming, which made him dodge unconsciously.When he looked up again, a second person appeared in the room where only the madam was originally alone.

He was still too young when he left the palace, and it was because of his practice over the years that he still remembered the things he had done when he was a child.In his impression, Emperor Qing'an had always been an amiable father, who would smile at him and his mother and make fun of him, and from time to time would bring some weird things to please them.

Bai Ji doesn't know if it's because too much time has passed, and he has overly beautified the appearance of his parents.

Otherwise, why do you feel a little strange when you see this majestic man with a serious expression in front of you?

Dijun just nodded to him slightly, but his eyes were mainly focused on Yan Zhen.He bent down and looked into Yan Zhen's eyes, and asked softly, "Do you remember me?"

"You..." Yan Zhen's eyebrows were soft and gentle. When she heard these words, she looked up at Dijun, with a smile on her lips, "You look familiar. Did we meet at Binshui?"

The third reincarnation of the emperor is the direct son of the magistrate in Binshui.

"Yes." Dijun squatted in front of her slowly, "You wanted to eat pomegranates at that time, and I went to ask the local farmers for advice, and finally planted two pomegranate trees."

Yan Zhen's eyes lit up, and she looked at Dijun expectantly: "Is there a valley behind the yard? There is a very beautiful waterfall, with pear blossoms planted on both sides."

That was when the Fifth Emperor was reincarnated as the leader of the martial arts alliance, and they lived outside the village.

Yan Zhen also said a few things one after another, all about this seventh life, she mixed up the memories of these lives, and she couldn't tell them apart.Dijun has been echoing in a low voice beside her, without the slightest hint of impatience in his voice.Bai Ji stood behind Dijun, seeing all of this.

Yan Zhen suddenly raised her head to look at Bai Ji, she held Di Jun's hand and pointed at Bai Ji: "Do you think he looks like our son?"

Her previous appearance was not at all like remembering that she and Dijun were married, and when she mentioned herself so suddenly, Bai Ji couldn't help being stunned for a moment before walking forward.

"I think our son should look like this when he grows up, right?" Yan Zhen looked at Bai Ji with a smile on her lips, but said to the emperor, "So healthy, so tall, so handsome, the one who proposed marriage People must be able to step on the threshold, right?"

Dijun's squatting posture made him look up at Yan Zhen.Just as he echoed before, he also said softly this time: "Yes."

"Snapped!"

Hu Chi, who was outside the house, heard the sound and subconsciously looked into the house, just in time to see Dijun tilting his head slightly.

He hurriedly withdrew his gaze and didn't dare to look again.

"My son died a long time ago! My son was killed by you a long time ago!" Yan Zhen sternly scolded Dijun, the expression on her face was completely different from the gentleness before, but rather terrifying, " I have no son for a long time, because of you, my son is still so young..."

Bai Ji couldn't help but took a step forward, but saw Dijun's hand waving gently behind him.Yan Zhen's slap really used all her strength, and Bai Ji felt terrified when he heard that voice.Dijun didn't seem to care, just took Yan Zhen's hands that trembled unconsciously because of resentment, and said softly: "It's my fault."

The fierceness in Yan Zhen's eyes seemed to be slowly melted by the temperature of his hands, she slowly looked down at Dijun, her hands broke free from Dijun's weak hands, and carefully held Dijun's face.

"Why are you crying?"

Dijun didn't cry, but the tears from Yan Zhen's eyes dripped hotly on his face.

Yan Zhen just looked at him distressedly while shedding tears, repeating over and over again: "Why are you crying?"

Dijun looked at Yan Zhen, smiled slightly and said, "I cried because I was sad."

"I want you to have a husband who can grow old together, and a pair of children who can grow up healthy, not like this." Dijun put his hand on the back of Yan Zhen's hand, "Do you think it's okay?"

Yan Zhen's soul was put in a special sterling silver vessel by the emperor, and then he looked at Bai Ji.

The real appearance standing in front of him is indeed more handsome than what he saw in Shangzhongtian.Dijun got up and wanted to pat Bai Ji on the shoulder, but realized——

"You are already this tall."

It wasn't until he opened his mouth that Bai Ji felt a sense of familiarity.

Dijun naturally saw the hesitation in Bai Ji's expression, he withdrew his hand, and said with a gentle expression: "Are you blaming me?"

Bai Ji didn't know what to say, so he didn't speak.

"Your mother and I were originally destined to be married for the rest of our lives." Dijun carefully put away Yan Zhen's soul, raised his hand as if gently supporting the lady's body, and took her to lie flat on the bed. He also thoughtfully covered her with a quilt from a distance. "At that time, I didn't want to marry a wife, but as an emperor, I had to cross the reincarnation to stabilize my cultivation. I was selfish, so I forced Hu Chi to change this marriage to seven generations. And a relationship was divided into seven forcibly. The consequence is that your mother and I will not die well in these lifetimes. This kind of thing has been repeated seven times, and anyone who thinks about it in front of the reincarnation pool will be in great pain."

"You blamed me and even beat me, I have nothing to say." Having said this, Dijun looked out the door.Hu Chi was still talking to Bai Wang without knowing what to say, with a bright smile on his face. "It stands to reason that you should not live to be three years old."

"Fortunately, there is Hu Chi, although I was still selfish when I was dealing with Hu Chi." The emperor shook his head and smiled, "The venerable swordsman has never been used to my cold-blooded and ruthless appearance. I'm afraid I'll have to suffer a lot at his hands. Well, my business is almost done. I just gave this lady a soul-fixing pill, and she should wake up in a while, but if it wasn't for Yan Zhen, her longevity There are still seven months left, and it is said that she will die due to dystocia when she gives birth in seven months."

Bai Ji glanced at Mrs. Wangfu who was lying on the bed. She was breathing smoothly and her face was rosy.

"So she's still going to be dead in seven months?"

Dijun nodded.

"Her biological son Bai Wang, what should I do?"

There should be no compensation.After all, if it wasn't for Yan Zhen, the day Bai Wang was born would have been the anniversary of his mother's death.And now he can still spend seven months with his biological mother.

Dijun didn't give an answer this time, but said: "It depends on what Hu Chi wants to do with this matter."

Bai Ji looked at Dijun, and it was not difficult to hear his trust in Hu Chi from Dijun's tone.

So, does he know that he has feelings for Hu Chi...

"Hu Chi has always been used to being undisciplined," Dijun seemed to know what he was thinking, "but even if he doesn't remember the past, he is still busy with your affairs."

Dijun looked at him and said with a smile: "I have always owed him a lot, and in the end, I only thought of paying you to him as compensation."

On the contrary, Bai Ji said with a straight face, "I want to be with him, not because of compensation."

Seeing his serious expression, Dijun didn't say anything, just turned around with a smile and wanted to open the door to let Hu Chi in.

But I heard Bai Ji asking from behind: "You and my mother are really together to overcome the catastrophe?"

The emperor, whose back was turned to him, did not move again.

"You should have no memories of the heavens in your previous reincarnations. You don't know that you and your wife will not last long. When you got married, you must have thought that you could live with your wife and raise your son. It’s not just the mother who accepts it, right?”

"So in your last life as Emperor Qing'an, your calamity may have come to an end after the birth of your younger brother, and you remembered everything. So you sent me to Wudao Mountain, even at the expense of your heart and soul. My mother prolongs her life and seeks famous doctors all over the world to heal my younger brother."

Dijun kept his back to him and shook his head, "That's too much for me..."

"I'm still alive." Bai Ji interrupted him, "I won't die before I'm three years old, and I won't let Hu Chi take care of me until I'm a teenager and still die. I even have a chance to ascend to the heavens and live a long life."

"Thank you very much."

Bai Ji performed a big gift for the emperor.

Dijun gently closed his eyes and opened them again, and said lightly: "Don't think about it."

He opened the door, and Hu Chi outside showed an awkward smile: "I really don't want to hear it."

Dijun looked at him amusedly and rubbed his hair.

"Unfortunately, I still heard it." Hu Chi hid for a moment, and then pretended to speak unintentionally, "Then you insist on changing the marriage from the ninth generation to the seventh generation, and you don't want to torture Yan anymore..."

"Hu Chi!" Dijun slightly raised his voice to interrupt him, "Actually, I have been keeping something from you."

Hu Chi didn't like this at all, he curled his lips: "Aren't you keeping things from me?"

"You actually had a marriage contract before you lost your memory, do you know that?"

Hu Chi stared at him with wide eyes!

Bai Ji's expression also changed, and he hurriedly said, "Bai Wang is here."

Hu Chi didn't care, he just looked at Dijun and said in surprise, "What did you say?"

Dijun took a look at Bai Ji, it was so obvious that Hu Chi followed his gaze to look at Bai Ji.Hu Chi frowned, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Dijun change the subject: "I'll leave it to you when I look at Baiwang. There are still many things waiting for me to make up my mind, so I'll go back first."

"Hey! You speak clearly!"

Hu Chi didn't care about his identity, and was about to drag the emperor to stop him.But Bai Ji pressed his hand, and before he had time to break free, he heard Bai Ji say: "He is actually trying to divert this topic, if he doesn't want to say it, you will definitely not be able to ask."

After hesitating for a while, Dijun had already disappeared from before him.

Believe it or not, Hu Chi couldn't pull him back to ask questions now, so he shook his sleeves and babbled nonsense like an emperor.

When he turned his head to look at Bai Wang again, Hu Chi had already kept this matter to himself.

Madam woke up at night, and when she opened her eyes, Bai Wang had already fallen asleep lying on the side of the bed.She looked at Bai Wang's side face, was stunned for a moment, then carefully touched his cheek with her warm hand, and said in a low voice, "My lord?"

Bai Wang was awakened by the touch on his cheek, and hurriedly got up and looked towards the head of the bed. His mother was half leaning on the pillow, and when she saw his face, confusion and doubt flashed in her eyes: "You are..."

"Mother."

Bai Wang looked at her, and spoke softly and cautiously.

The author has something to say: I forgot to save the manuscript... I woke up suddenly after eating and exercising and applying a mask.

Bai Ji: Father, you are stable.