Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

Human nature is extremely difficult to be influenced by external objects.

Ling Xiaojun destroyed Ling Qian's heart more than once.

This selfish master has a lot of calculations, but he doesn't know that in the memories of Ling Qian's youth, no matter how indifferent to life he was taught, calmness is not the same as cruelty.

Ling Qian stared at the hands warmed by the sun.

It was the light shining on the back of his hand that made him think that Zongzhou's claim that he wanted to bask in the sun was a little believable.

"You also said yesterday that it's not good for a child to be blown by the wind." Ling Qian looked at the child in the lotus.

They don't know the world, and they don't know what kind of danger they have just experienced in the eyes of outsiders. It is the purest time in their lives.

The two little faces are protected by the warm barrier and blanket, flushing red, really cute.

This enchantment is impenetrable to the wind.

"It's me who is a new father, and I care too much," Zong Zhou took Ling Qian's hand, and put on the lotus enchantment to protect the child together, his eyes were full of warmth, and said, "I thought I was calm, but I didn't know what happened to you and the child. , Get up in a hurry, don’t even ask, just open your mouth to accuse others.”

"Huh?" Ling Qian tilted her head, looking at this man who was always arrogant to others, her eyes were surprised.

He really has never seen this person blame others and then reflect on himself.

But he soon realized that this clearly meant that the attendant should not be blamed, but in fact, everyone made mistakes and taught him not to fall into self-blame.

Ling Qian whispered, "I don't even know how I got here."

Zong Zhou also tilted his head like him, smiling more warmly than the sun, raised his brows, and said in a teasing tone: "It is said that she was pregnant for three years and my Xiaoqian just suffered from postpartum blood loss and poor memory. point."

"I remember everything from yesterday clearly." Ling Qian wrinkled her nose and pursed her lips, "Why are you so stupid, who is so stupid, who made me pregnant, I gave birth, now it's a joke I was a fool to have a baby."

"Oh..." Zongzhou prolonged his tone on purpose, teasing his mind without losing his mind, and said, "This is a common saying, but I think that even when people are older, their memory is a bit worse, and they forget the things at hand first. thing."

Ling Qian's eyes widened, she turned around and said that he was stupid for a while, and he was old for a while, and pushed hard angrily.

Zong Zhou took a step back and pressed his back, making him jump into his arms.

As soon as he tightened his arms, he just hugged him tightly.

"I'm angry." Ling Qian struggled meaninglessly, knowing the warmth and knowing that this man was deliberately angry with him, after a while, her hands had already tightened the clothes on Zong Zhou's back.

"Are you not angry again?" Zong Zhou resumed his steady tone after joking.

She ran down his hair comfortingly, and said softly: "Shaohua, whiteheaded, a practitioner can easily go through countless lifetimes of mortals, and the years are just a few more days."

Ling Qian chuckled in her arms, how could she not know that the most powerful person in the world was trying to relieve his knots and help him improve his state of mind.

He pinched Zong Zhou's strong waist, and said: "Yes, why am I so angry? When it comes to age, the Zong Palace Master is older than me, a little Daoist, by how many rounds."

"You are so courageous, pinch it, but since it is less than a month after giving birth, just get angry and not be afraid of the upper body?" Zong Zhou supported Ling Qian's shoulders, and when he looked down at his slightly sly face, he couldn't bear it. Enthusiasm, blazing eyes, conspicuous emotion.

Only when Ling Qian relieved her worry could she be able to joke.

But it's just a joke, when he pinched, he didn't want to get angry at all.

"Don't look at my ruddy face and think ill of me. My body can't stand your enthusiasm." Ling Qian wanted to back away, so that both of them could calm down.

However, Zong Zhou's hand brushed his lower garment like playing with the surface of the water, and lifted up the jade pendant on his waist, and gently retracted it in front of him.

"What's wrong, what kind of bad thoughts can a good man like me have?"

"The children are watching you play tricks." Ling Qian reproached softly.

Seeing Zong Zhou nodded, agreeing with his expression, he said: "He is not bad at heart, no matter how others look at him as if he is doing bad things, it is not wrong."

"You really..." Ling Qian's cheeks glowed, her voice softened, and she wanted to say that this person was not serious, but also wanted to sincerely thank this person for his comfort and consideration.

But when the words came to his lips, before he could say a word, Zong Zhou's nose was already touching his nose, and he was just short of a fiery kiss.

"Let me kiss you well," Zong Zhou's voice was intoxicatingly sweet, "it's only dawn, you can go to bed with me for a while, okay?"

It doesn't matter if it's daylight or not.

As long as Ling Qian is willing and her heart can be at peace, Zong Zhou can be regarded as night even in the sun at noon.

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Outside the bedroom.

As early as when Zong Zhou deliberately joked with Ling Qian, the two of them had been ordered to leave the hall, and they had been walking under the scorching sun for a while.

Xiao Nuer looked down at the ground, Mo Gan looked up at the sky.

The old man cast a sideways glance at the young man, and said: "The old man advises you, don't think about it, the sky can look up to you, but the dust on the ground like you can't reach it."

"Young one, don't dare." Xiao Nu'er shrank her neck cautiously.

Mo Gan smiled slightly contemptuously: "Do you know what a deer is a horse?"

Xiao Nu'er said humbly: "I have little knowledge, so I still hope Grandmaster Mo will give me advice."

"You just said as soon as you came out that Ling Xianjun clearly laid a cruel hand on the twins. How lucky is the Palace Mistress to make up for this mistake?" Mo Gan put his hands behind his back, with an elder look, his eyes read the vicissitudes of life , said, "This cause and effect is wrong."

"It's not that Ling Xianjun is lucky, but because the Palace Master knows that he is valued, he has the opportunity to correct Ling Xianjun's mistakes."

Xiao Nu'er was savoring these words, when she raised her eyes, Mo Gan had already left.

He turned around and took a look at the sleeping hall, knowing that there was a love scene that everyone in the Demon Palace would not envy.

This is the Xiaoyao Palace, the place where demon cultivators gather, and everyone does whatever they can to satisfy their desires.

If we talk about the pure kindness here, probably in this life, he only captured such an unbelievable moment when he saw Zong Zhou treating Ling Qian just now.

"Is Grandmaster Mo telling me that this blessing cannot be learned?"

Those who are loved can do whatever they want.

Dong Shi imitated, only dead end.

"Maybe you can get double | cultivation, and the palace lord can personally point out your state of mind, who wouldn't want to?"

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In a blink of an eye, it was the full moon day of the twins.

According to Zong Zhou's intention, a big banquet is going to be held at night.

Ling Qian's complexion is getting better and better now, her spiritual power has returned to its heyday before pregnancy, and she is no longer the "delicate" person that Zong Zhou cares about and thinks she can't be blown away.

He got up early this day, and after washing, he chose a gray-blue plain shirt to wear.

It's not that once he left Zongzhou, his heart was still like water, and he didn't care that he should dress his child brightly and make him happy on this happy day.

It's that when he was young, he was often criticized by his master, who didn't like how he dressed himself up, and always asked him to dress plainly.

"The palace lord has sent some new clothes for Xianjun, why don't you try them out?" Xiao Nu'er's eyes took a look at the beautiful and delicate robes.

Ling Qian turned around and took a look, then said coldly, "Your look, do you want to say that I'm reckless?"

"I don't dare," Xiao Nuer saluted respectfully, "I think that the fairy has an extraordinary temperament, and the clothes hanging here look exquisite, but I also want to see what kind of fairy the fairy wears on his body." attitude."

"You are very good at talking." Ling Qian approached the new clothes, and randomly picked up a blue ribbon.

The ribbon was embroidered with gold thread into protective runes, and it was covered with various rare and rare spirit stones. It was so dazzling that it immediately caught the eye of the greedy person with a bright light.

Ling Qian saw it, pulled off the ribbon, showed it to Xiao Nuer, and asked, "Cultivate in the right way, go to the mountain gate to learn from a teacher, no matter how restrained by etiquette, you still want to be self-respecting and at ease. You have some cultivation. Is it worth it to be a slave for these extraneous possessions?"

"It's worth it," Xiao Nu'er stared at the ribbon, "If the fairy bestows this thing on me, this blessing will be better than others outside the magic palace where the jungle preys on the weak."

Ling Qian smiled, turned around and hung the ribbon back on the clothes, unable to empathize.

Suddenly he remembered the ancestor of the leader of the Xianmeng, who stole the fake cheats of the sect from Zongzhou.

Moxiu is like this, and not all people in the Xianmen are as noble as he just said.

"The weak eat the strong, and it's not easy for a demon cultivator to rise to the top." Ling Qian remembered that Zong Zhou might have suffered a lot, and her heart suddenly throbbed for a moment, and her eyes were a little gentle when she was sober. As for rewarding the master and servant, no matter how much you bother, you won’t be able to get it from me, why don’t I ask the palace master to find you a master?”

This is a great opportunity for any person from Xianmen.

If it weren't for Ling Qian's brief sobriety at this moment, she wouldn't have proposed such a good thing.

Xiao Nu'er said: "One hundred years of practice may not be able to get a ribbon in your hand. Immortals don't need anyone to serve, but Nu'er can bring you news from the outside world, for example, about your teacher's affairs."

"I don't care." Ling Qian said indifferently.

Xiao Nu'er is a shrewd person, if he had already realized that if he didn't care at all, and was not in front of the palace lord, with such a cold temper, he would have driven him away long ago.

"Does Xianjun know a person named Tan Le?"

"Tan Le." Ling Qian repeated softly.

Xiao Nu'er slowly walked around to him, "Nu'er once read about the outside world for you when Xianjun was pregnant and drowsy, and now, I can still get access to these news, Tan Le, should be someone Xianjun cared about , he was given by your master who hurt you so cruelly..."

Ling Qian was concentrating on listening, when suddenly she saw Xiao Nu'er fell silent and retreated to the outside room.

This movement was Zong Zhou's order to complete the moon banquet in the front hall and returned to the sleeping hall.

Every time this person came back, he was in a hurry, without the slightest majesty and savage attitude in front of outsiders.

As soon as someone heard the door being pushed open, the next moment, she appeared in front of Ling Qian.

The familiar hug.

First awaken his hazy consciousness.

"Xiao Qian, I miss you so much."

Ling Qian pushed the man away, blinked her eyes, and teased, "Inseparable is just a saying, you won't be so clingy to me."

"It's good to be sticky. I've been away for a while. Haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Zong Zhou took him by the hand, and raised his hand to pass a row of high-quality cassocks. bursts of shine.

Ling Qian recalled that she was picking out clothes, but when she was dressed neatly, she seemed to have no memory after a hangover.

"It's good for you to be more clean," Zong Zhou understood his habits, "The most important thing is that you like it."

"I don't seem to like this plain color anymore." Ling Qian couldn't remember who he had spoken to after Zong Zhou left, but he dressed plainly all his life because his master controlled his emotions and anger.

For some reason, he felt even more disgusted with his master, whom he hadn't seen for several months and who was hardly a new enemy.

"The wedding dress I said I didn't want to wear in the past, you said it was made according to my size when I was pregnant. Can I still wear it now?"

Zong Zhou took his hands, warmed his heart, and said: "Whenever you want to wear it, I will prepare it for you. Even if you want to make the full moon banquet into a wedding that you have rejected, you only need to wear it." In a word, no one in the world dare not come to congratulate."

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