Quick wear: Stunning witch lives a long life by giving birth to children

The little monk carrying the food box also looked at her at a loss.

"Donor, what sad thing happened to you?"

Jiang Qingxue felt she had lost her composure and hurriedly explained with a smile.

"No, I just thought of my son. He is the same age as this child and is also very young. He can no longer stay with his mother."

The young monk put down the food box and clasped his hands together.

"So that's it. The female benefactor's son will definitely meet the benefactor again."

Jiang Qingxue smiled and nodded, but her eyes fell on Xing Hui and she couldn't bear to move away. She originally thought that she had experienced several small worlds and had been tempered into steel, but there was still a dense pain in her heart. After seeing this, she would not be able to move away in this life. That means we’ll never see each other again, right?

She only hoped that he would be safe and healthy, free from illness and disaster.

Xinghui seemed to understand her sadness. He walked up to her in a few steps and stretched out his small arms to hug her.

"If the female donor doesn't cry, I'll give you a hug."

Jiang Qingxue was slightly stunned. She wanted to hold the child in her arms, touch his little hands, pinch his chubby cheeks, and say many things to him.

She looked at the little man in front of her and didn't know what to do for a moment...

Seeing that she was dumbfounded, Xing Hui suddenly stretched out his little hand, hugged her head hard, pressed it on his small chest, and gave her serious instructions.

"Only hugs, no kisses."

Jiang Qingxue smiled in his arms.

"No kisses, just hugs."

He had taken the elixir, and his strength was naturally much greater than that of ordinary children. When he hugged her, he actually made her feel full of security. What would such a little person look like when he grows up?

She patted Xingyan's back, and after a while, reluctantly let him go.

"Thank you, little monk!"

The little man's back is straight, and there is a hint of Song Zhuochi between his brows. If he grows up, he will look more like him, which is not a good thing.

With Jiang Qingxue thinking, the young monk took Xing Hui's hand and walked out. When he reached the entrance of the courtyard, he looked back at Jiang Qingxue.

Xiao Fuzi blocked her gaze.

"Stop watching, I'll take you to see enough tonight."

Jiang Qingxue knocked on Xiao Fuzi's forehead.

"Thank you too, Xiao Fuzi."

……

It was said that he copied the scriptures for seven days, but Jiang Qingxue only copied them for three days.

During these three days, the little monk took Xinghui to bring her meals. Sometimes, she would take out a handful of candies from her pocket and put them into their hands. Sometimes, she would take out a plate of snacks, wrap it in a handkerchief, and stuff it into the arms of the two of them. They were both still children. It was the time when they were greedy, and life in the temple was hard, so they shyly accepted it.

Xinghui stuffed the candy into his mouth and smiled sweetly.

"Thank you, benefactor."

Jiang Qingxue pinched his cheeks that were red from the cold.

"No thanks, you are so cute, I really want to give you all the good things."

Xing Hui chuckled and leaned into her arms.

"Female donor, can I call you mother?"

After only two or three days together, he had already forgotten what he said before about not being able to hug or kiss him. No matter how smart he was, he was still just a child, born to long for the love of his parents.

Jiang Qingxue held her on her knees and coaxed softly.

"Mom, you can't scream randomly, but you can call me aunt..."

She was afraid of being discovered, so she didn't dare to get too close to him, and she didn't dare to let him call her mother. She could only play with him for a while when delivering meals every day.

Xinghui was not sad and happily called his aunt.

"Auntie, auntie, can you stay here forever?"

Jiang Qingxue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook her head.

"No, you have to grow up well. When you grow to be as tall as your senior brother, will your aunt come visit you again?"

She knew that it was time for her to leave. The longer she stayed, the greater the harm would be to her children. She was originally an extremely selfish person, so selfish that she only wanted to fulfill her own wishes without caring about her children's feelings.

Xing Hui stretched out his little hand and waved it in front of her.

"Okay, then let's hook up. Auntie, don't lie to me."

Jiang Qingxue also reached out and hooked his fleshy little finger.

"Okay, Lagou, I won't lie to you."

She probably won't be able to come, but if everything goes well, Song Zhuochi should come to pick him up. Maybe three to five years, maybe longer.

Three days of getting along is enough, don't be too greedy.

Early on the fourth day, she went to see the abbot and left Zhaoguang Temple.

Little did she know that in the three days since she left, the Nanshan Courtyard had turned into a mess. Song Zhuochi led his secret guards to search the entire Nanshan.

……

Song Zhuochi was discussing matters in the imperial study, but his eyelids kept twitching. He felt that something had happened, so he hurried out of the imperial study and returned directly to the palace.

Song Qi knelt on the ground with a pale face.

"Your Majesty, Miss Jiang is missing."

The moment Song Zhuochi heard that Jiang Qingxue was missing, he felt panicked and asked after a while.

"Were they kidnapped? Or?"

Or ran away on his own? Or eloped with someone? He felt that a woman like Jiang Qingxue could do such ridiculous things. After all, her feelings came and went quickly.

The same goes for Song Boling, and the same goes for him.

Could it be Ni Yuanqiao who coaxed her away?

Song Qi was so anxious that he almost cried.

"My subordinates don't know. There are no signs of fighting or any movement. It doesn't look like they were kidnapped. Even Vanilla sleeping outside didn't notice..."

Song Zhuochi did not punish him, but only responded lightly.

"understood……"

No one can stop Jiang Qingxue from doing anything she wants to do.

He thought, after all, she was the biological mother of the child. No matter what, he should go find her and make sure she was safe. If she really wanted to leave, let her go!

He searched in the mountains for two days and was stuck on the only way out of Beijing for another day. Unexpectedly, at noon on the fourth day, Jiang Qingxue went back by herself, bringing a boy about ten years old with him.

Jiang Qingxue approached the black door and kicked it hard.

"Open the door, open the door quickly."

The guards of Nanshan Villa hurriedly opened the door, and they were all surprised and happy.

"Miss Jiang, why are you back?"

"Who is that child?"

The servants in other courtyards spread the news that she had eloped with her adulterer.

Jiang Qingxue waved her hand towards Xiao Fuzi, signaling him to leave first.

"The little rickshaw driver I met on the road, good boy, go back quickly, your family should be worried."

Xiao Fuzi scratched his head and walked down the mountain. After a few moments, he disappeared without a trace.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Qingxue lifted up Ranchen's skirt and walked to Qingfeng Courtyard with a tired look on her face. She had no idea that Song Zhuochi was waiting for her. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she called out to Xianghua.

"Vanilla, is there anything to eat? I'm going to starve to death."

Vanilla rushed towards her crying and laughing.

"Miss, are you back?"

Song Zhuochi put the tea cup on the table and paused, his voice cold.

"come over!"