Get dressed quickly and get pregnant: Emperor Jue will give birth to a baby for me

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I know that you are devoted to practicing martial arts and are not interested in the love affairs of your children. How dare I blaspheme an immortal like you."

Bei Lingyao's words did not comfort Emperor Daoyuan.

He had always thought this way. He didn't want to marry or have concubines in his life, and he didn't want to have children. He even hoped in his heart that the Taizu lineage would be extinct.

But why do I feel so unhappy now?

"What do you think of the Imperial Master in this life?"

"I am now considered invincible. My life has reached its peak, and I have nothing to pursue. In this life, I just want to choose a good man and have ten or eight children."

As soon as Bei Lingyao said this, Emperor Daoyuan looked at her with wide eyes, looking like why can't you think about it?

"Master, it is dangerous for women to give birth. My mother died in childbirth. Do you still want to give birth to ten or eight children?"

"But the Bei family was wiped out, and I was the only one left in the Bei family. If I don't give birth, how can the bloodline of the Bei family continue."

"But when a woman marries, her children will also take her husband's surname."

"But the child also has half of my blood flowing in his body."

Who told her that her mission was to give birth to a son for the Jue Emperor?

Unfortunately, this world also encountered an emperor who was pure, apathetic, unwilling to touch his concubines, and even had himself sterilized out of fear of being plotted.

"But if Hong Zhuang is born black, the child will be ugly..."

Bei Lingyao was amused in her heart, but she still said: "Oh, his name is Hong Zhuang, and he actually lives up to his name. It doesn't matter if his skin is dark, as long as you cover it, it will turn white. Besides, men regard masculinity as their beauty. Hong Zhuang has good facial features and a good figure. Tall and mighty, he can be considered handsome."

Emperor Daoyuan disagreed, "The Imperial Master has never seen a handsome person. That Hongzhuang is just mediocre in appearance and is not worthy of the Imperial Master."

"Let's not talk about it for now. People only have a sweetheart in their hearts, and my master is not the person who takes away someone's love. Let's go to the martial arts competition."

Emperor Daoyuan suddenly didn't want to go anymore.

He can say that Hong Zhuang has mediocre appearance, but when it comes to martial arts competitions, there will definitely be many outstanding men.

"Isn't the Imperial Master going to look for He Yuyang?"

"Yes, but He Yuyang will pass here sooner or later when he returns to Beijing. Let's watch the martial arts competition first."

When Bei Lingyao said this, she looked at Emperor Daoyuan and said, "Don't you want to see the martial arts conference, Your Majesty? Or the Emperor wants to go back to Taoism to see Taoist Chunyang, so we should separate. I'll stay to watch the Wu Dalin Conference and wait for He Yuyang."

"I am also watching the martial arts competition. When the time comes, I will go with the national master to see the master. It is almost time to wait for He Yuyang."

Emperor Daoyuan didn't want to leave. As long as he thought about Bei Lingyao falling in love with a man in the martial arts competition and getting married and having children as soon as he left, he couldn't swing the riding whip in his hand.

Bei Lingyao breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Emperor Daoyuan cared.

Otherwise, she is really playing the piano to a cow.

Along the way, although she did not charm Emperor Daoyuan or directly seduce him, she did show her excellence in all aspects intentionally or unintentionally.

The two of them led people from the Zhenwu Sect into Linjiang City.

Linjiang City is very lively because of the martial arts conference and the inns are full.

Fortunately, the Zhenwu Sect had booked an inn early, and Bei Lingyao and Emperor Daoyuan also stayed at the Yuelai Inn booked by the Zhenwu Sect.

Her consciousness enveloped the entire Linjiang City, and she raised her eyebrows when she noticed the Shenyue Sect.

Except for Emperor Daoyuan, no grandmaster appeared in the martial arts conference.

They are all below the innate level.

Looking at the past, there are actually many people with innate martial arts skills.

Bei Lingyao was a little confused, "There are so many innates, why are there so few grandmasters? A great grandmaster can say that the inheritance has been ended, but there shouldn't be so few innate masters?"

Emperor Daoyuan looked out the window and said: "There are people who don't want another grandmaster. I can be promoted to grandmaster thanks to the imperial grandmother."

There was a flash of sarcasm in Emperor Daoyuan's eyes. They didn't want him to be promoted to a martial arts master, but they couldn't control him.

Mainly because the Queen Mother was afraid that something might happen to him, the only Miaomiao, so she didn't dare to hurt him.

Just gave him a chance.

"Not to mention Langya Country, it's the same in other countries. Those grandmasters, if they can't break through the cultivation level of the grand master in one day, they don't want anyone to break through the grand master level."

When Emperor Daoyuan said this, Bei Lingyao understood, "Does Taoist Chunyang think the same way?"

Emperor Daoyuan shook his head lightly, "Master cannot escape from the world. Master Yuanzhen and Master Jingci are all monks and do not participate in worldly affairs. In Langya Kingdom, there are only a few sects and Shenyue behind them who can do this. The leader and the Duke of Tang."

Bei Lingyao paused, "Is the leader of Shenyue colluding with Tang Guogong?"

"Not necessarily, but they are controlling the emergence of new masters. Once many warriors reach the late Xiantian stage, they are either dead or injured, or knocked down. Maybe warriors from other countries have also taken action, and they don't want to see Langlangya country like this. Many masters."

Bei Lingyao squinted her eyes slightly and took a closer look. Linjiang City was full of people in the early and middle stages of innate martial arts, but the leader of Zhenwu Sect was in the late stage of innate stages.

"metropolitan"

Hong Zhuang shouted from outside, his voice trembling, "The master of the Zhenwu Sect is here."

"Oh, then please come in, Master Zhenwu."

Bei Lingyao said it casually.

Hong Zhuang reminded: "The master of Zhenwu Sect is in the late Xiantian stage."

"This sect leader is also innate."

Bei Lingyao's words gave Hong Zhuang the confidence to look at Emperor Daoyuan again before retreating.

When the leader of the Zhenwu Sect learned that his son had been kidnapped, he came in a rage.

When I saw Hong Zhuang, I immediately wanted to slap him.

Hong Zhuang said: "Master, there are two innates inside."

"Hmph, after my sect leader has dealt with those two people, I will deal with you."

The leader of the Zhenwu Sect was furious. His son was deposed.

The room was blasted open, and the Zhenwu Sect Master rushed up. Even though he knew the two innates, he didn't take Bei Lingyao and Emperor Daoyuan seriously at all.

Just for a moment, his whole body froze, his tongue was tied in fear, and his voice trembled: "Zong, Zong, Zong, Zong, master..."

Hong Zhuang is a bitch, what is his innate ability? He is invincible with his innate ability, and he can escape unscathed even if he has a few more advanced innate abilities.

But now the person in the room is the Grandmaster.

Why is there a young grandmaster here in Langya Kingdom?

Is it the puppet emperor in the palace?

But the emperor is still in the capital, so it is impossible for him to come here.

Could it be that they are Grandmasters from other countries, or someone has broken through to become a Grandmaster?

Does Tang Guogong know?

The leader of the Zhenwu Sect was filled with envy.

He has been stuck in the late Xiantian stage for a long time, and has been working for the Tang family, so he naturally knows some tricks.

If it weren't for Duke Tang's permission, he wouldn't be able to reach the late stage of Xiantian.

"Can Master Zhenwu bring money and people to redeem his son?"

Bei Lingyao looked at the Zhenwu Sect Master who was sweating coldly with a smile, as if she couldn't see his fear.

"Master Zongzong, how much more do you want?"

The leader of the Zhenwu Sect was speechless.

"How much is your son worth?"

“No, no, not worth the money”

The leader of the Zhenwu Sect wanted to cry. If he knew that there was a grandmaster, he would not even come to kill him.

Compared with the only son, his own life is more important.