[Crossing the Book] Master, he always wants to plot against me

It seems that the sneak attack is not enough to hurt yourself.

"..."

Every time I want to plot against him, I hurt myself, I really don't know what to say about him.

Shaking his head, he helped him up.

He supported Lin Moyu's body and continued to watch Ling Qingye's situation.

He happened to pass by here today, and saw Ling Qingye and Emperor Zun face to face.

Duan Qianxun, who was wrapped in gauze, also came, accompanied by guinea pigs.

Over there, Ling Qingye looked at Emperor Zun coldly, as if disgusted by his appearance.

Duan Qianxun was well-behaved the whole time, plus he was short and seriously wounded and wrapped in gauze, so that Ling Qingye completely ignored his existence.

In short, both father and son are very humble.

"What are you doing here?"

"Come here to see you, can't you?" Emperor Zun said with a smile.

"I don't want to see you, you can go."

"Where are you going? You have already burned my fairy mansion, and I have nowhere to go now." Although he was talking about Ling Qingye's evil deeds, his tone didn't imply a trace of blame, on the contrary, he was a little...happy ?

Ling Qingye not only admitted it generously, but also gloated: "Really? That's really great. It seems that the person who came to report to you brought the message." He looked around, but he didn't see the figure of the fairy , and said, "Where's your little pet? Don't want him?"

Duan Qianxun thought that Ling Qingye was talking about herself, so she stepped forward and said, "Daddy, I'm not a pet, and Daddy didn't want me either."

The serious look on his face made Emperor Zun dumbfounded: "Fool, he didn't say anything about you."

Ling Qingye carefully identified the person in front of him who was tightly wrapped in gauze, and asked uncertainly, "Are you... Duan Qianxun?"

Duan Qianxun was inconvenient to move, so he blinked at Ling Qingye desperately to show his identity: "I am."

Seeing the blood oozing from the white gauze, Ling Qingye asked him worriedly as if nothing had happened: "Is your injury... healed?"

"It's better, Daddy." Knowing that Ling Qingye was concerned about him, Duan Qianxun's tone was more joyful than ever.

But Ling Qingye was in a complicated mood.

This father shouted him a little bit uncontrollably for a moment, he looked cold and cold, looked up at Duan Qianxun, raised his head, frowned and said: "I'm not your father."

Duan Qianxun conjured up the wooden sign Ling Qingye was carrying with him from nowhere and showed him: "Then is this yours?"

Ling Qingye was startled when he saw the wooden sign in his hand, touched his body to make sure there was no such thing, and quickly reached out to take it: "It's mine!"

Duan Qianxun let him take the wooden card away, blinked and said: "The owner of the wooden card is my father, since the wooden card belongs to you, then you are my father."

Before warming it up, Ling Qingye quickly threw the wooden sign back to him to disregard the relationship, with a nonchalant attitude: "This sign is not mine, I admitted it was wrong."

"..." Duan Qianxun's eyes were instantly filled with a depth and vicissitudes that did not belong to this age.

He really didn't expect that the adults would cheat, really didn't expect...

Emperor Zun stepped forward and patted Duan Qianxun's head, and said a few words for him: "Xun'er came to you if his injury was not healed, and for his sincerity, you should answer him, it's considered fulfilling." It's been his thoughts for so many years."

Duan Qianxun also looked at him expectantly.

Seeing his sincere and longing eyes, Ling Qingye lowered her eyes and fell into unprecedented entanglement.

It's not that he doesn't want to admit it, but if he admits that Duan Qianxun is his son in front of Emperor Zun, won't he admit his relationship with Emperor Zun in disguise?

"Qing Ye, do you know that Xun'er is a hundred years old this year?"

Ling Qingye looked at Duan Qianxun's small figure in surprise: "Hundred years old? Then why does he look so small now?"

Emperor Zun sighed: "That's because after he was six years old, he found that he looked more and more like me. He was afraid that one day when he grew up, you would hate him because of his face like mine, so he kept practicing to control his face." own body shape, while maintaining the child's mind."

Ling Qingye's eyes trembled violently, and she looked at Duan Qianxun in disbelief, and there were many complicated emotions in her eyes.

This kid...

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he seemed to be choked by the throat and couldn't speak, and his heart was suffering like never before.

Looking at Duan Qianxun's longing eyes, Ling Qingye's heart began to shake gradually.

However, in the end, he still clenched his hands tightly, sneered ruthlessly and said with a sneer, "So what?"

Emperor Zun expected this answer, he just frowned slightly, not too surprised.

Duan Qianxun's face was wrapped in gauze so he couldn't see his expression clearly, but the disappointment in his eyes was faintly visible.

Ling Qingye deliberately didn't look into his eyes, and turned her head.

Duan Qianxun recognized the reality, and no longer insisted, stepped forward to return the wooden sign to Ling Qingye, and finally called him father.

"father......"

Before he handed the wooden sign to Ling Qingye, Ling Qingye waved it away with a flick of his sleeve.

"I said don't call me daddy."

His strength was very light, and he didn't want to really hurt him at all. However, Duan Qianxun was seriously injured and couldn't hold it even with a light wave.

Perhaps the wound was touched behind, and the snow-white gauze was soon smeared with red.

Ling Qingye looked startled, and was about to step forward to check his injuries, when Emperor Zun suddenly said coldly: "Ling Qingye."

Ling Qingye glanced back at him, pursing her thin lips slightly.

Emperor Zun frowned once in a while, and the previous smile disappeared in an instant: "Even if you don't like him, that's not the case. He's just a child, and he's still injured."

"I..." Wanting to explain but didn't know where to start, Ling Qingye choked for a while, then turned her head and cast a look at Duan Qianxun, and simply followed through with her indifference, "What are you talking to me about?" Use? Still not up to see him?"

After speaking, he turned around and left without paying attention.

Emperor Zun didn't intend to stop him, and stepped forward to hug Duan Qianxun.

Duan Qianxun said, "Father, I'm fine, let me down."

Emperor Zun refused: "You couldn't even stand up just now, and you said you were fine?"

Duan Qianxun uttered the truth: "Just now I lay on my stomach on purpose, betting that my father would come to see me in a moment of soft-heartedness, and it turns out that I was wrong in betting."

Emperor Zun raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What a boy, how dare you even lie to your father?"

Duan Qianxun sighed, and concealed his sorrow plainly: "But he still left."

Originally, he thought that Ling Qingye would really be moved, but he didn't expect that he really didn't act according to common sense and left as soon as he said it.

Alas, miscalculation and miscalculation.

After Emperor Zun put himself down, Duan Qianxun went straight to Si Weiyuan, and thanked him for being rescued that day: "Thank you Immortal for saving your life."

Si Weiyuan nodded in response: "Is the injury better?"

"Better."

Emperor Zun came over and also nodded to Si Weiyuan: "Thank you."

"Hands up."

Si Weiyuan saved his son regardless of past suspicions, and the relationship between the two is no longer as tense as before, and the enemy and the enemy are clear.

After exchanging a few words like ordinary friends, they each left.

............

Carried back to the room by Si Weiyuan, Lin Moyu slept peacefully on the bed for several hours.

But this kind of peace didn't last long, after a while, he suddenly felt his body float up and down, and his lips seemed to be covered by something.

He groaned twice, subconsciously catering to him.

Kissing is something you can't help yourself, not to mention that someone like him who has a head injury and is unconscious can only follow his feelings.

After the kiss was over, Lin Moyu gradually woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Si Weiyuan lying on top, not knowing what he was doing.

Lin Moyu just woke up, his mind is not sober, even if he feels something in his body, he is still in a daze.

It wasn't until he looked down that he suddenly realized that he wanted to push Si Weiyuan away with a dark face.

Get up together, suddenly have a splitting headache.

He touched his forehead, only to find that it was wrapped with gauze.

He didn't know anything about knocking himself unconscious, he slowly lay back on the bed, and asked in a daze, "What's wrong with me?"

Si Weiyuan said: "Before when you hit me with a stick, the barrier bounced back, and you knocked yourself out unconscious."

Lin Moyu's face was ugly for a moment, and his face was completely speechless.

He didn't understand, why every time he punished Si Weiyuan, it would fall on him?I don't know how many times this is the first time that he has turned against others and harmed himself. Can't you pity him and let him succeed once!

At this point, Lin Moyu knew that it would be useless to complain any more, so after a few breaths, he closed his eyes and let it develop.

He felt that he really slept well, and after a while, he really showed signs of falling asleep.

Si Weiyuan woke him up with the "old method", looked at his blank eyes and smiled, "Can you still sleep at a time like this?"

Lin Moyu sneered: "Why don't you think about whether you can do it yourself?"

Si Weiyuan: "..."

What was then exchanged was the proof of Si Weiyuan's personal practice.

At first, Lin Moyu remained stubborn and silent, but it wasn't until his stomach started to respond that he quickly stopped: "Stop, stop, my stomach hurts!"

Seeing that he was in so much pain, Si Weiyuan immediately withdrew and evacuated.

However, after leaving, Lin Moyu's stomach still remained undiminished.

Lin Moyu watched for a long time before realizing that the child in his belly was tossing, and it would not calm down for a long time.

He looked up at Si Weiyuan in admiration: "It's all right now, you scared him, and now he's messing around inside, what should we do?"

Si Weiyuan said, "Come on, come on, then put your head on Lin Moyu's stomach, gently stroked his stomach with your palm, and said: "Hey, don't move, if you continue like this, you will hurt Daddy... ..”

Unexpectedly, after a while of comforting and stroking by him, the child in her stomach really calmed down.

In order for Lin Moyu to have a good rest, Si Weiyuan stopped lingering about affairs after comforting the child, and got out of bed to get dressed.

Lin Moyu was dumbfounded: "How did you do it?"

Just as Si Weiyuan was about to answer, the progress accelerator packed in his clothes suddenly fell to the ground.

He picked up the thing and accidentally saw a few words engraved on the accelerator. He rubbed it with his hand and murmured: "A thousand dusts of joy... what does this mean?"

When Lin Moyu heard him read these words, he was stunned!

He looked at the accelerator, but he didn't expect that the four simplified Chinese characters "A thousand dusts are happy" are really engraved on it!

These words are the pen name of the author who wrote this book!

This is not the strangest thing, the point is how could Si Weiyuan, an ancient person, recognize simplified characters? !

Traditional and simplified characters can sometimes be used interchangeably, but these characters are far from their traditional characters. How could Si Weiyuan recognize them?

Lin Moyu asked Si Weiyuan in shock: "How can you recognize simplified characters?"