Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

In the elegantly decorated bedroom.

Lin Xuelan was wearing a loose nightgown, sitting on a cushioned armchair with a soft blanket on her back. Her clear eyes were lowered from under her dark eyebrows, her delicate hands were stroking her still small belly, and a maternal glow was revealed on her beautiful face.

Xingyao sat aside and took care of her.

"Now even Xue Lan is pregnant, but my stomach is not moving at all."

Nangong Ru looked at Lin Xuelan with envy. She married Chen Mo early, even earlier than Wu Mi. Her younger sisters who were a few years and several generations younger than her all had pregnancy problems one after another. The former was even pregnant with her second child, but her belly was still still still flat.

"Aren't Xue'er and I the same? Xue'er even served His Majesty before you, Sister Yuanfei?"

Ning Wan glanced at Nangong Ru and spoke, and Liang Xue beside her also nodded.

Although the two of them served Chen Mo first, they were captives at the time and had no status. Nangong Ru, on the other hand, was the concubine's daughter of the Nangong family through marriage alliance and had a status, so Nangong Ru was their sister.

"Although the sisters are still pregnant, at least His Majesty visits your palaces frequently. Unlike me and my two younger sisters, Concubine Ning and Concubine Hui, His Majesty visits them very seldom." Madam Xiao spoke with a look of resentment on her face. Madam Gan and Zhihua, who were sitting with her, did not say anything, but their expressions showed aggrieved expressions.

"What's the point of going there frequently? My belly is not keeping well and I failed to bear Your Majesty a dragon child. Instead, I am failing Your Majesty's grace." Nangong Ru sighed.

"By the way, where are my two younger sisters, Yusu and Wanyan Ya?" Lin Xuelan took a quick glance. She hadn't seen Zhao Yusu and Wanyan Ya yet.

"I asked someone to call them, but these two sisters are a bit dull and timid, and not easy to deal with." Nangong Ru said.

"His Majesty likes it this way. In recent days, His Majesty has been staying overnight in Concubine Liu's palace. I heard that he also invited Concubine Ya to come along. She didn't come this time, obviously because she didn't sleep last night." Mrs. Xiao said confidently.

When these words were spoken, the faces of the girls all turned red, and they all obviously believed it.

After all, with His Majesty's fighting power, a concubine cannot serve him.

"I just heard you guys saying bad things about me outside."

At this time, Chen Mo walked in from outside the hall, walked around a wooden screen with a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers, and entered the inner hall with pearl curtains. Hearing the voice and seeing the person coming, the women who were sitting there stood up one after another. Among them, Madam Xiao's face flushed and she looked a little flustered.

"Your Majesty, you are here?" Lin Xuelan picked up the teapot on the coffee table and poured a cup of tea for Chen Mo. Chen Mo raised his eyes to look at the beautiful and slender young woman and whispered, "I was just practicing. I heard from the people below that you were pregnant, so I rushed over. You must be anxious waiting for me."

Lin Xuelan handed the poured tea to Chen Mo, shook her head, and said softly: "No, I'm chatting with my sisters."

Chen Mo put down his teacup, walked over, sat down on a chair beside the table, looked at the beauty, and patted his thigh: "Come, let me see."

Lin Xuelan's pretty face flushed, and she walked closer and sat on Chen Mo's lap.

Chen Mo put one arm around her waist, holding her in his arms, and with the other hand pinched her wrist, taking her pulse.

He had already learned this technique of checking the pulse of a pregnant woman.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Lin Xuelan asked with a smile.

"How did you find out you were pregnant?" Chen Mo put his arms around her waist, leaned close to her ear, and spoke affectionately.

"She has been retching from time to time these days, and then someone asked if the queen was pregnant. I asked someone to send a female doctor to take a look, and I didn't expect that she was really pregnant." Lin Xuelan was in a very happy mood.

"It seems that my efforts on you have not been in vain. Let's see whether it's a boy or a girl."

As he spoke, Chen Mo's big hand reached out for Lin Xuelan's skirt.

Lin Xuelan was wondering how she could tell whether the baby was a boy or a girl since the fetus might not even be formed yet, when she felt the straps of her bellyband being untied, and then the bellyband was pulled out of her dress by Chen Mo.

Lin Xuelan's cheeks turned red and she lowered her head. It turned out that the pregnancy, whether it was a boy or a girl, was fake and she really wanted to build a snowman.

When the girls saw this scene, their faces turned slightly red.

Perhaps she had figured out Chen Mo's personality, so Madam Xiao couldn't help but snort and said, "Your Majesty just likes Sister Xue Lan. He is still so affectionate to her even when she is pregnant."

"Sister is right. She just dislikes the fact that we are getting old and ugly." Mrs. Gan and Mrs. Xiao stood on the same front.

A hint of shame and anger flashed across Lin Xuelan's eyes.

Chen Mo smiled and jokingly said, "Are you jealous?"

"I'm just jealous." Madam Xiao actually admitted it. She raised her slender neck slightly, and because of the low collar, a large area of ​​snow-white skin trembled. Then she said, "Your Majesty has come to my palace. I can count them on one hand."

"Little greedy cat, come here and I will compensate you." Chen Mo continued to joke.

But Mrs. Xiao took it seriously and walked over directly.

Lin Xuelan quickly got off Chen Mo. She was pregnant anyway, so she didn't argue about it. Xingyao also sat a little further away.

Mrs. Xiao plucked up her courage, stepped forward, and sat directly in Chen Mo's arms, hugging Chen Mo's neck with both hands. She felt the gazes around her and her cheeks felt a little hot, but it was all worth it to win favor.

The girls' cheeks blushed when they saw that they got to the point so quickly, but except Xing Yao, Lin Xuelan, and Yang Qingqing, no one left.

A good day was spent in absurdity.

But even though Chen Mo has tried very hard.

But until December, except for Lin Xuelan, the other women in the palace had no signs of pregnancy.

On New Year's Day, Chen Mo returned to the capital.

For him now, it would only take one day and one night, or twelve hours, to get back to Tianchuan from Chaoping County without rest.

Therefore, if there is something really important, it won’t delay Chen Mo at all to go back.

The night of New Year's Day.

In the bedroom where Chen Mo lives.

Shadows of wind swayed outside the window, and the biting cold wind blew the lanterns under the eaves, while the room filled with incense was warm as spring. Inside the bright yellow curtains embroidered with dragon patterns, the slightly hot air was filled with the scent of heather.

Wu Mi, Han Anniang, Yi Shiyan, Xia Zhiqing, Xia Zhining, Song Min, and Chen Mo almost filled the dragon bed, leaving no space even for a head.

Among them, except Han Anniang and Song Min, Wu Mi and the others have already reached the Lingtai realm, but they are still at the first level.

But even so, you can still practice the Tantric dual training method.

"Zhi Ning, move closer, you're pressing on my hair." Xia Zhiqing pushed Xia Zhi Ning.

"I can't get through. I'm almost squeezed into a meat patty." Xia Zhining also felt uncomfortable.

Chen Mo smiled.

Seeing Chen Mo laughing, Xia Zhining raised her hand and pinched his waist, angrily saying: "It's all your fault, and you're still laughing!"

"Okay, okay, blame me." Chen Mo picked up Xia Zhining and let her lie on him, leaving some space.

Xia Zhining's cold and beautiful face turned as red as the sunset. She snorted lightly and said nothing more.

Wu Mi, who was sleeping on the innermost side, hugged one of Chen Mo's arms, rested his head on his arm, and said softly: "Your Majesty, Jia'er has grown up, it's time to find a marriage for him."

In the blink of an eye, Chen Jia is already twelve years old, counting his age. As the crown prince of Wei, it is time for him to arrange a marriage.

"Does Mi'er have a crush on anyone?" Chen Mo asked.

"Lord Geng has a daughter named Geng Zhensu. I have seen her. She is very smart and pretty at a young age," said Wu Mi.

"How old are they?" Chen Mo remembered that Geng Songfu's children were not very old.

"Eight years old." Wu Mi said.

Chen Mo's face darkened: "No, it's too small."

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Of course, Chen Mo is speaking from the perspective of a time traveler. Compared to this small world, it is not actually that small, and this is just an engagement, not a marriage.

But since Chen Mo had said so, Wu Mi had no choice but to say something else: "Does your majesty still remember Han Wu?"

Han Anniang, who was sleeping at the end of the bed, was moved but said nothing.

Chen Mo certainly remembered that Han Wu had been with him since he started his family, and he was also a relative of An Niang. He asked, "What's wrong?"

"He has a little daughter who is in her twenties. I have seen her and she has grown into a beautiful young lady. It's a pity that she is born out of wedlock, but she can be Jiaer's concubine." Wu Mi said.

Well, this one is quite reliable.

Chen Mo said: "Then you can arrange it, Mi'er. If possible, it would be best to let Jia'er see him first to see if he likes him."

Wu Mi nodded: "I know what's going on."

Just after discussing the prince's marriage, Xia Zhiqing started talking again.

Her children are older than Chen Jia.

Since the prince has a marriage, arrangements can also be made for Chen Nuo and Chen You.

Chen Mo was a little overwhelmed. This was a competition, so he said, "The children are still young. There is no need to rush to arrange marriages for them. We can wait a few more years until they are adults."

Chen Nuo is not the crown prince, there is no need to do it so early.

As for Chen You, that is my daughter.

Compared to his own son eating cabbages, Chen Mo was reluctant to see his own cabbages being eaten by other people's pigs so early.

After the Chinese New Year, Chen Mo stayed in the capital for a few more days and then returned to the palace in Chaoping County to practice.

March, the ninth year of Zhenguan.

Chen Mo, who was practicing, suddenly felt something. He opened his eyes, took out the soul jade that Huang Yi had given him from the Qiankun bracelet, and found that the soul jade had been broken.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing that Huang Yi was looking for him for something.

Chen Mo quickly found Nangong Ru and the others, explained to them that he was going out for a while and his return date was uncertain.

After making the arrangements, Chen Mo quickly left Chaoping County and flew overseas.

Three days later, Chen Mo arrived at the sea area of ​​​​Guluo Kingdom.

Through the formation, Chen Mo entered the "Fairy Island" which is now barren.

Not long after he arrived here, he felt a familiar breath flying from the sky.

Although it was daytime, Chen Mo seemed to see a ray of moonlight penetrating the clouds and a fairy walking on the void. With every step she took, a phantom of a green lotus appeared in the void beneath her feet.

Her light blue-white dress, as light as clouds, fluttered in the wind, and the bracelets on her waist made clear sounds even from a distance.

Soon, Huang Yi floated down to the ground about half a meter in front of Chen Mo.

Well, my feet are still half an inch off the ground, untouched by the dust of the world.

Although more than five years have passed, in Chen Mo's eyes, Huang Yi has not changed at all.

She is still as beautiful as ever, with delicate features, skin as white as snow, smooth and delicate, emitting a faint glow, crystal clear, like a jade carving.

"Chen Mo, you're here."

Huang Yi's voice was still as pleasant as a clear spring, gentle and ethereal, and Chen Mo keenly discovered that the sense of distance was gone.

"Fairy Yi." Chen Mo bowed.

"Why are you still in the Lingtai realm? No, how did your soul enter the Tianling realm? Huh?"

Huang Yi sensed Chen Mo's cultivation and found something wrong, then asked in surprise: "You are also practicing body cultivation?"

Chen Mo knew that he couldn't hide it, and he didn't want to hide it, so he nodded. He still had something to ask, so he took the initiative to tell him about the ninth level of his spiritual platform.

"What? That's impossible."

Hearing this, Huang Yi raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, and soon murmured that it was impossible.

She was so shocked that she actually reached out and grabbed Chen Mo's wrist, injected a trace of her own soul power into his body, and began to check.

After a moment, he actually staggered back two steps, a look of surprise on his face.

It was the first time that Chen Mo saw Huang Yi behave like this, and he couldn't help but ask, "Fairy Yi, what's wrong?"

But Huang Yi did not answer him. Instead, her eyes showed a thoughtful look, as if she was confirming something.

After a moment, she said solemnly, "It turns out to be the path to immortality of the spirit race."

"Huh?" Chen Mo was a little confused.

Huang Yi explained, “In the cultivation system of the human race, the highest spiritual platform is only seven layers. Only the heavenly cultivation system created by the spirit race has the nine-layer spiritual platform, also called the road to immortality. I was not sure about your nine-layer spiritual platform at first, but when I saw the golden crow on your spiritual platform, according to my understanding, you are on the road to immortality of the spirit race.

What I find strange is, how can a human being have the same path to immortality as the spirit race? "

The spirit tribe feeds on mythical beasts such as dragons and phoenixes. The Golden Crow is also on their menu. Moreover, the people of the spirit tribe can obtain the beast spirits of the mythical beasts by eating them, and transform them into their own, condensing them into a Dharma image that they can drive.

The golden crow on the spiritual platform of Chen Mo's dantian reminded Huang Yi of the image of a mythical beast.

But in this small world, where can we get the Golden Crow to eat?