Quick Travel: My host is a bad luck person

Nine months later, Shangguan Yuhan gave birth to a healthy boy.

The moment he saw the child, Qing Luo was stunned. The wrinkled little face looked like a little old man, which was not good-looking at all.

"This child is too ugly, not cute at all." Qing Luo said whatever he thought, making no secret of his dislike of the child.

Nanny Yang, who was just about to hand the child over to him for a hug, couldn't help but twitch her lips, feeling very helpless. This prince-in-law was too casual.

That's right, he is casual. Can we say that he is not good?

Obviously not. In the past few months, the prince-in-law has coaxed the princess into oblivion. They have become a family and she is just a servant.

How can you say something bad about your master? You can't say anything good about him.

But Nanny Yang really admires Qingluo.

There is no concubine in this dynasty who wants to guard the princess alone. It is also possible to take a concubine and have a roommate, but the concubine didn't want it.

One time, the princess even sent people to the Prince Consort's bed, but they were kicked out and even threatened to be beaten to death next time.

Nanny Yang still remembers the disgust in the eyes of the consort at that time.

This may be a sign of the Zhou family's dedicated men.

In Mammy Yang's view, Qingluo inherited Zhou's father's virtues of being devoted and kind to his wife, not taking concubines or having sex with her, and not touching wild flowers and grass.

This made those who were waiting to see the princess joke turn red with envy.

What's wrong with the merchant? The young couple have a good relationship, the consort is devoted to the princess, and there aren't those messy bastards.

There is only one father-in-law above, who is very particular and doesn't care about his son's personal affairs.

Sometimes when the princess is unhappy, she has to protect her and give a lecture to her husband-in-law.

In short, in Nanny Yang's opinion, no one lives a better life than her princess, not to mention the eldest son of the prime minister whom the eldest princess married.

There were a lot of women in the backyard. They looked glamorous on the surface, but in fact only the eldest princess herself knew how bad it was.

The long-awaited little cotton-padded jacket turned into a brat. Qingluo was still a little disappointed, but soon he couldn't get over it.

The brat is so noisy that he won't sleep at night.

During the day, I wouldn't wake up until there was thunder.

Later, Qing Luo asked the nanny to live in a separate courtyard next door, and she could no longer disturb him. Only then did the gray world become clearer.

There was no TT in ancient times, and contraceptive pills were afraid of damaging the wife's body. So in just five years, the Zhou family had three brats.

And there was not even a trace of the fragrant and soft girl he had been looking forward to for a long time.

This made Qingluo extremely depressed.

Especially every time when he visited his friend's house and saw his friend's daughter, Qingluo's eyes almost turned green, and he wished he could just snatch her home and raise her.

"Zhou Qingluo, what are you doing?"

On this day, Qingluo secretly carried his two-year-old son to the study room and was about to try changing the boy into women's clothes, but he was caught as soon as he changed into women's clothes.

The eldest and second child were both taken by Qing Luo and dressed in women's clothing. They were caught by Shangguan Yuhan every time, and they inevitably had to sleep in the study for a few days.

"Madam, you are here." Qing Luo smiled while hiding his youngest son behind his back.

"You are, you are trying to piss me off to death. Fortunately, only one of you knows about it. If this gets out, how do you want Sheng'er to see anyone in the future?"

Shangguan Yuhan ignored him and walked around him. When he saw his youngest son behind him, he glared at him angrily and felt helpless.

Other families are afraid of not having a son, but theirs is a good family. They miss their daughter so much that they go crazy.

I especially remember that Shangguan Yuhan was shocked when she saw her husband put her eldest son in a small skirt for the first time.

She didn't recognize her at the time and thought she was her husband's illegitimate daughter.

She was not calm at that time and made a lot of jokes.

"Hey, I was clearly dreaming about my daughter, but she turned into a brat again at birth. Madam, you can't blame me for this."

"Besides, the two older brothers in front are wearing them, so the third child can't be left behind. We can't favor one over the other, or our children will complain about us in the future."

Qing Luo covered up his small guilty conscience and said unwillingly.

Shangguan Yuhan didn't know what to say about him now, but after taking a look at his little son who was dressed as a girl, he was indeed cute.

If you take him out, as long as they don't tell him, who will know he is a brat?

In this way, the days passed in a hurry.

It wasn't until the eighth year that Qingluo finally got his little cotton-padded jacket, but before he could hold it enough, the little cotton-padded jacket was snatched away by Zhou's father.

The eldest, second, and third children couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw their sister being snatched away. They were really afraid that they would have another younger brother.

Over the years, their father had secretly threatened them to wear women's clothing, which made the three brothers really miserable.

Now their mother finally gave birth to a younger sister for them.

There will be no need to wear women's clothes in the future. Thinking of this, the three brothers' faces showed a relaxed smile.

When naming her daughter, Qingluo tackily named the little cotton-padded jacket Zhou Mingzhu to express his love for her daughter.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The little girl has been pampered by her old father in her whole life. Not only that, she is also pampered by her three brothers.

Qingluo lived until he was 86 years old.

Before his death, he was worried about his daughter being bullied, and he kept telling his three sons, who have become grandfathers, to protect his little cotton-padded jacket.

When leaving this world, Qingluo's junior version of all living things learned that without the lucky halo, he could barely suppress the bad luck on his body.

[Congratulations to the host, the novice mission has been completed, and you have obtained 200 points, 16 merits, and a mysterious gift bag. 】

Qingluo suddenly understood after hearing the system prompts.

It turned out to be a novice task. No wonder it was so easy. He didn't need to worry too much or take any risks. It was just completed easily.

In the last world, when Zhou's father passed away, Qingluo's eldest grandson was all born, so he was full of children and grandchildren.

Especially when Qing Luo died later, it was really full of children and grandchildren.

There are more than a dozen grandchildren alone, and there are two or three granddaughters. This is not a house full of children and grandchildren, but it is not an ordinary house full of children and grandchildren.

I don’t know how it was passed down, but monogamy was vividly demonstrated in the Zhou family, and it was even later regarded as an ancestral motto.

"System, am I being transferred? There is actually a mysterious gift bag." Qing Luo said, looking at the mysterious gift bag in the first slot of the backpack.

[Any task that reaches 95 points or more will receive a mysterious gift package. As for what can be found in it, it all depends on personal luck. 】

Qing Luo was immediately discouraged when he heard the system talking about luck.

What kind of luck can he have with his damn bad luck!

That mysterious gift package was probably not just to laugh at him.

Qingluo was so happy at first, but now he was so depressed. Things that relied on luck were all fake to him.

[Host, don’t be discouraged. After the host accumulates enough points and buys the full version of Wanshengsheng, he can practice hard. Our unlucky body can also be transferred. 】

[There is a saying that when something reaches its extreme, regret creates a contrast, so maybe we can also create a contrast. 】