The beautiful teacher is pregnant with a cub

Rong Mushuang's eyes lit up instantly when he heard the familiar voice coming from behind him, and turned his head to look regardless of the heartbroken look at the moment.

Gu Chenli obviously didn't change anything, yet he felt that something was different, more like that high and mighty Heavenly Emperor.

Rong Mushuang stood there in a daze without moving, watching Gu Chenli get closer and closer.

Gu Chenli sighed softly, knelt down on one knee and hugged Rong Mushuang into his arms: "Master..."

Rong Mushuang listened to the familiar address and felt Gu Chenli's slightly bewildered tone. As far as he was concerned, Gu Chenli hadn't changed, he was still the apprentice who put him first in everything, and he was still the same love Gu Chenli is like his fate.

Rong Mushuang held onto Gu Chenli's collar tightly, afraid that if she was not paying attention, it would be just a dream, and the person in front of her would dissipate into the world and cease to exist.

After a long time, Rong Mushuang said: "I understand your fear, I am afraid that you will leave."

Gu Chenli was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and rubbed Rong Mushuang's silver hair: "Master, don't be afraid, this disciple will always be with Master and will not leave."

Rong Mushuang nodded slightly, and then his body lightened suddenly. He was picked up, curled up in Gu Chenli's arms like a soft little white rabbit.

Gu Chenli seemed very happy, and asked, "Master is pregnant with my disciple's little dragon cub, so we can't be too sad and stop crying. Let's go back to Shuanghua Palace, or, Master wants to go back to Ling Juefeng?"

Rong Mushuang stopped crying a long time ago. He felt a little embarrassed at what he said, and after thinking about it, he said, "Let's go back to Zhixing Mountain. I didn't have time to say a few words to the sect master and the others last time."

Gu Chenli naturally agreed: "Okay."

All the disciples of Zhixing Mountain felt that it was the Chinese New Year. The most obvious thing was that Uncle Bai Qu didn't need to step on the horse in his class, and Uncle Wan didn't punish his disciples anymore, and even gave them a holiday.

Looking at Rong Mushuang sitting at the low table and Gu Chenli standing beside him, Qiu Huaihan asked, "When will you two become Taoist couple?"

Rong Mushuang didn't think about it, but Gu Chenli replied, "I'm getting ready."

"Oh," Qiu Huaihan nodded, "So, the Heavenly Emperor and Gu Chenli are the same person, so...this?"

Rong Mushuang deliberately didn't tell them that he was an ancient dragon. Although Ruan Danggui probably already guessed it, it would be embarrassing to put it bluntly. Just like now, Qiu Huaihan no longer knows how to treat or address Gu Chenli.

Rong Mushuang saw his unnaturalness, and relieved the siege: "Brother Sect Master, it's better to call him by his name as usual."

Gu Chenli also said: "In Zhixing Mountain, the disciple is always Gu Chenli, the disciple of Immortal Master Mushuang."

Hearing what the two of them said, Qiu Huaihan nodded and relaxed: "Mu Shuang, how is your health?"

Rong Mushuang still looked sleepy: "It's nothing serious, just sleepy."

And Gu Chenli, knowing that he was sleepy, just refused to let him sleep and insisted on teasing him.

Ruan Danggui sat next to Rong Mushuang, hesitated for a long time and asked him: "When... did you... secretly hide Chen Cang?"

Darkness Chencang?

Rong Mushuang glanced at him, remembering the time when he transformed into Danyue Snow Mountain, Ruan Danggui was beside him, Rong Mushuang blushed immediately.

When Ruan Danggui saw him, he just asked, but Rong Mushuang suddenly blushed, and said dully: "I... I didn't say anything, Junior Brother Mushuang, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Chenli chuckled lightly.

Seeing this, Qiu Huaihan pulled Ruan Danggui's back collar and walked outside Ling Juefeng: "Does his affairs have anything to do with you? Just asking."

Ruan Danggui was dragged out by him: "Hey, hey, senior brother let me go..."

After everyone left, Ling Juefeng returned to his deserted appearance, no, it wasn't actually deserted.

Gu Chenli picked up the sleepy Rong Mushuang, sat at the low table, held Rong Mushuang in his arms and sat on his lap. Ever since he knew that he was pregnant with the little dragon cub, Rong Mushuang had been languid all day long. Soft and easy to bully, even the word "presumptuous" has a trembling sound.

People can't help but want to keep bullying.

Soon, Tiangong.

The original whiteness of the heavens has turned into a happy red today, and the white clouds in the Tiangong are all dyed red. From the human world, it seems to be a large cloud of fire, and the setting sun is like blood.

On the corridor of the white jade stone bridge, many immortals laughed when they saw Yuelao: "Ah, you were the only one in the Tiangong who wore red clothes, but now, the whole Tiangong is red, which makes my eyes hurt. "

Yue Kao spat at him: "Nonsense!"

The Yunxiao Palace was full of guests, Ruan Danggui looked at the majestic Yunxiao Palace, and couldn't help but said to Qiu Huaihan who was sitting next to him: "No wonder everyone wants to ascend. After ascending, they never return to the mortal world. This Tiangong is full of energy and peaceful , Xianjun also has their own palaces, how can there be a place here in the mortal world?"

Qiu Huaihan glanced at him, and said leisurely: "Then you should practice hard."

Ruan Danggui thought about his long medical journey: "I have seen it, and I have experienced ascension, so I should stay in Zhixing Mountain."

Qiu Huaihan smiled and shook his head.

The Shuanghua Palace was originally a piece of red, almost unchanged, but more grand and complicated.

Gu Chenli took off his white robe and never put on his black robe. He was dressed in a red dress that was very coquettish, and his phoenix eyes looked even more alluring.

He looked helplessly at Rong Mushuang who was still asleep on the bed, all the guests in Yunxiao Palace were waiting for him, and his master, his Taoist companion, was still in his dream and refused to wake up.

Gu Chenli called him softly beside the bed: "Master, wake up, the Daoist Companion Ceremony is about to begin."

Only then did Rong Mushuang slowly open those clear glazed eyes, and muttered: "Who told you to tease me again last night."

Gu Chenli helped Rong Mushuang get up, and dressed him in the wedding gown. The red gown and white hair complemented each other, like snow on red plums, clear but not coquettish, gorgeous but not vulgar.

Rong Mushuang's limbs were weak and he allowed him to fiddle with it, and it took him a long time to finish tossing.

Gu Chenli picked up Rong Mushuang and walked all the way to Yunxiao Palace.

Rong Mushuang's body is heavy, very weak, she doesn't get out of bed very much, and when she gets out of bed, she sits on the side of the low table and doesn't move her position, except that Gu Chenli always likes to move him, and she doesn't even want to move her hands when she is beside her.

Speaking of it, Rong Mushuang didn't know if it was because of the Dragon Clan, her stomach didn't show at all, as if she was just full and not pregnant.

But Gu Chenli knew that the little dragon cub was actually coming out soon, and he would send spiritual power to the little dragon cub from time to time, and it had been a long time, Rong Mushuang would occasionally turn into a dragon shape to entangle him recently, presumably it was about there.

When he arrived at Yunxiao Temple, Rong Mushuang woke up completely, and pulled Gu Chenli, telling him to let him go. He was not yet brazen enough to allow Gu Chenli to hug him in front of so many people.

Gu Chenli knew that Rong Mushuang was embarrassed, so he let him go.

He took Rong Mushuang's slender and fair hand, and walked to the seat amidst the blessings of all the immortals and Yuelao's libretto.

They will also hold hands until the end of the world.

The author has something to say: let’s end the main text here, and the rest will be extra.

(Why is this author always so short, I won’t read the next book!)

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