It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

"Ye Yunshang, don't dream." Lu Xun's voice was so cold that it seemed to penetrate her bone marrow.

Ye Yunshang chuckled: "It's okay, I'm waiting for you to beg me."

Lu Honglin looked at Ye Yunshang in embarrassment, feeling very anxious inside.

He really wanted to get Lele's blood sample.

As a super scientific researcher, and as an older brother who has been concerned about his younger brother's safety for so many years, this temptation is too great.

However, he also has principles.

I won't harm my brother's marriage because of this.

After all, one size fits all.

It's a pity that super blood samples are not available for the time being.

Lu Honglin sighed.

The farce ended like this.

The most heartbreaking thing among them is Mr. Lu.

He suddenly seemed much older. He walked up to Lin Qingyu with unsteady steps and said with shame, "During this period, you have been wronged. It's because Dad can't forgive you."

"Dad, it's all over. We are a family." Lin Qingyu still said a few words of relief to the old man.

Mr. Lu's eyes were moist and he waved his hand: "Don't say it, don't say it anymore, I feel uncomfortable."

Mrs. Lu helped him back to his room.

He regards his enemy as his savior and has carefully trained his enemy's daughter for so many years. Why doesn't Mr. Lu feel pain?

After so many years of partiality, and even wronging his own son because of Ye Yunshang, how could he not feel annoyed.

"I have been so smart all my life, but I didn't expect that I would stumble on this matter."

Lu Xun and Lin Qingyu also returned to the room.

The two of them lay down, and Lin Qingyu was filled with emotion: "At this moment, I really don't know if I hope Lele will be your daughter, or if I don't want Lele to be your daughter."

"Fool, what are you thinking about? Don't worry, the fortune teller said that I can live to be 90 years old."

At the mention of "fortune telling", Lin Qingyu's expression changed slightly.

Lu Xun saw this subtle change and continued to comfort him: "Over the years, my second brother has been constantly developing vaccines. There are almost no virus components detectable in my blood. These are all leaves Yun Shang doesn't know. You don't have to worry too much."

Lin Qingyu nodded, knowing that Lu Xun was comforting him.

She closed her eyes and remembered the words of the so-called fortune teller in the Fu Temple.

"There are still about eight months left. After the child is born, everyone has a destiny. These two children, the Lord's early life and..."

Lin Qingyu's heart seemed to be stung by something.

Could it be that the Lord is separated from the Father?

Is it true that the time left for them is less than eight months?

Lin Qingyu also remembered what the master said before about destiny in his early years. At that time, she didn't know that Maomao was Lu Xun, so she thought it was ridiculous and sneered at it, while Lu Xun looked a little solemn and wanted to ask more questions.

It turned out that at that time, he had long felt that the master had said something right.

Lin Qingyu's heart sank again and again.

At this time, Lu Xun, who was pretending to sleep, was not much better.

Both of them made the same decision the next day and went to the detention center to visit the former abbot of Laifukuji Temple.

After Lin Qingyu arrived, it was unexpectedly smooth and he met the host soon.

Through the glass window, the host looked better than before.

Probably because I felt that I had atone for my sins and no longer had to suffer the torture of my conscience.

Lin Qingyu sat in front of the viewing window and didn't speak for a long time.

She found it ridiculous that she actually asked about the future, asking about someone who had harmed her.

Seeing that Lin Qingyu didn't say anything for a long time, the host bowed.

"Amitabha, the poor monk made a divination last night. Do you know why the donor came?"

Lin Qingyu was stunned for a moment: "Master, tell me, why am I here?"

"The donor wanted to ask about the husband's fate, especially in terms of health."

Lin Qingyu's eyes were filled with joy: "Master, do you still remember my husband?"

"Remember, the third master of Jiangcheng, Lu Xun, has a noble appearance and a strong character. He will live a long life, so the donor does not need to worry. Donor Lu has an excellent destiny and can handle any setbacks he encounters."

"Really? Are you sure?" The gloom on Lin Qingyu's face cleared away.

"The poor monk is sure. The two donors are both blessed people, and they will live a long and prosperous life. There is no need to worry about the villain's words."

Lin Qingyu was stunned: "Master, can you even calculate this?"

The host smiled lightly: "All the confusion in the world comes from the instigation of villains and the uncertainty in the heart."

Lin Qingyu nodded, thanked him, and turned to leave.

As soon as she left, Lu Xun appeared.

The host's expression darkened: "Donor, the poor monk has already told your ladyship what you said."

"Yeah." Lu Xun nodded lightly, "What happened to the eight-month period you mentioned before?"