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After Chi Tianmin's soul entered the baby's body, it fit perfectly. After a short period of time, he slowly woke up.

His consciousness was still a little blurry, and his memory stayed at the time when he was crossing the road.

When he opened his eyes, Chi Tianmin panicked instantly, because what he saw was hazy, blurry, and he couldn't see clearly.

He was startled and recalled it quickly in his mind, but as he usually has a photographic memory, his memory could only go back to when he crossed the road.

Chi Tianmin was panicking at this moment. After all, he was also a top medical student. He knew that there must be something serious wrong with his body.

After thinking hard for a long time, an idea came to my mind: It's over, I drank fake wine at a dinner party, and I fell into a coma due to alcohol poisoning, leading to blindness.

I have a suspicion in my mind, but now is not the time to think too much. The top priority is to be clear about my situation.

Just when Chi Tianmin was about to ask where he was, he was slapped hard on the buttocks.

"Ah, who is it?" In pain, Chi Tianmin asked subconsciously, but the sound he made was the cry of a baby.

While he was crying, Po Wen almost jumped up with joy: "He's alive, he's been saved!"

The medicine man in the room also smiled. The mother has passed away. It would be too sad if the child could not be saved and two people died.

Po Wen looked at the lifeless woman on the bed. Even though she was used to seeing life and death, she couldn't help but sigh. Giving birth to Lin'er for the Hou family was a great achievement, but she was not blessed to enjoy it.

"Little guy, your life was bought by your mother, so you can grow up safely." Po Wen looked at the newborn little guy and teased him.

Po Wen's words reached Chi Tianmin's ears, but they were a string of incomprehensible words.

Before he could think more, a wave of sleepiness came over him, which he couldn't resist, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

Wenpo used water to clean the baby's body. The newborn baby was wrinkled and not pretty.

At this time, a red mark covering almost half of the baby's face caught Wen Po's attention.

This coquettish red mark looked extremely strange. It was not an ordinary baby's flush, but red like blood, as if it wanted to seep out of the skin.

Po Wen used a little force and rubbed it, but the red patch was not wiped off. It was not a blood stain, but a birthmark.

Po Wen frowned. Even though she was well-informed, she couldn't figure out what this mark was.

If it is really a birthmark, then the child is ruined. With such a big birthmark on his face, he will never see anyone in the future.

She felt emotional, but this was not something Wen Po should worry about. After cleaning the child, wrapping it up, she carried her out of the room.

At the door of the room, the butler was pacing back and forth. It was not easy for a strong man like the Marquis to give birth to an heir. The child in the room was the legacy of the Marquis.

The first time he saw Wen Po coming out, the housekeeper strode up and asked, "How is the situation?"

"Boy, but the child's mother didn't hold on." Po Wen handed the child to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper carefully held the child and motioned to the attendant beside him to hand over the silver: "Life or death depends on fate, thank you for your hard work, Granny Zhang."

For the big housekeeper, the inheritance of incense is much more important than a concubine. As long as the child is fine, he can rest assured.

Life and death are fateful, and that woman did not have a blessed life, so she could only blame God. The most he could do was feel a few regrets in his heart.

Zhang Wenpo took over the heavy amount of money and was very happy. The depression just now was gone.

"The left side of the child's face is different from ordinary people. It may be a birthmark, or it may be the normal flushing of a newborn. It needs to be carefully observed." Zhang Wenpo reminded the person with short hands.

When the chief steward heard this, he looked at the child's cheek, and sure enough he saw a strange flush, and he couldn't help but frown.

The chief butler was also considered a master, but he couldn't tell the difference in the child's face. Since there are no clues, let the Marquis make the decision.

After the chief steward arranged the woman's funeral arrangements, he carried the child towards the study. After all, he was of the Marquis's blood and needed to be shown to the Marquis.

After the chief steward left, the consul's maid and her servants entered the room to handle the follow-up matters.

Although she was just a concubine, she continued the blood line of the Hou family and was buried with great splendor.

The housekeeper came to the study with the child in his arms. After getting permission from the people inside, he slowly entered the study.

"Sir, the second wife gave birth to a son, but the second wife died of dystocia." The chief steward told the key information in a concise and concise manner.

Sitting in the study was a middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and dagger-like eyes. The man was quite handsome, but he was different from the delicate and handsome boy. He was very heroic.

He has a tough face, slightly upturned eyebrows, a straight bridge of nose, and a pair of black eyes like dark gems, dark and deep. There is no smile on his cold and arrogant face, which makes people intimidating.

The middle-aged man is none other than Changsheng Houchi Zhantian, a man with great military exploits in the Haochen Kingdom.

Speaking of Changsheng Houchi Zhantian, he is a household name and a hero worshiped by everyone.

Chang Shenghou's life is enough to be written into a storybook, full of legend.

He was born in a small farmer's family. By chance, he was spotted by a certain sword god who was about to die and was accepted as his apprentice, thus starting his life of cheating.

He joined the army at the age of sixteen. He showed amazing military talent and excellent strength right from the moment he was born. Starting from a small soldier, he stepped on the blood of monsters and enemies and gradually became the famous victorious candidate he is today.

Chang Shenghou's merits are achieved in battles. In addition to his excellent command ability, Chang Shenghou's personal force is also extremely powerful. Looking at the entire Haochen Kingdom, he is ranked among the strongest, and he is said to be the most promising to aspire to the god level. One of the strong ones.

When Chi Zhantian heard the butler's words, he put down the book in his hand and suddenly looked at the butler, his eyebrows were like lightning and his eyes were like torches.

The housekeeper was too frightened to speak. The majesty of the top powerhouse made him breathless. It turned out that the second lady still had a certain status in the heart of the Marquis.

"I understand. Bury him with generous rites and enter my Chi family cemetery." Chi Zhantian slowly closed his eyes and did not embarrass the housekeeper. After all, this was not his responsibility.

"Yes, sir." Although the housekeeper was shocked, he kept his face calm and agreed. In the Marquis Mansion, Chi Zhantian's words were the imperial edict, and no one dared to disobey him.

In a noble family, concubines are not eligible to enter the family cemetery, but in Chi Zhantian's house, there are not so many rules. The Hou Mansion is Chi Zhantian's exclusive residence.

Chi Zhantian looked at the swaddled baby. The eyebrows and eyes looked somewhat similar to his own, and his face couldn't help but soften a little.

"Let's enter the genealogy according to the name we decided before."

Chi Zhantian is an only son. His parents are no longer alive, and contact with his uncles and relatives has long been cut off.

There is no elder above the Marquis, so he personally decides on the naming of his descendants. The name Chi Tianmin was decided long before he was born.

"Okay sir, then I will enter the young master into the family tree." All men are eligible to be included in the family tree.

Chi Zhantian nodded.

"Master, I'll leave if nothing happens." After seeing that nothing happened, the housekeeper prepared to leave.

The Marquis waved his hand in agreement, and the housekeeper turned around and went out. When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered Po Wen's words and turned around and said, "Master, the young master seems to have a large birthmark on the left side of his face, which may affect his appearance."

Chi Zhantian looked at the birthmark on Chi Tianmin's face and said nonchalantly: "Why should a man care about appearance? I'm telling you, from today on, he will be the second young master of the Hou Mansion, and his treatment will be the same as that of the eldest young master."

The housekeeper bent down to show that he understood, and then went out with the child in his arms.

He seemed calm, but his heart was already turbulent. When he looked at the child in his arms, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of pity.

The mistress of the Hou Mansion was from the Lin family, a large family. She was Chi Zhantian's first wife, and the eldest young master was the direct descendant of the Lin family.

The second young master is just the concubine of the concubine, but he is treated the same as the eldest young master. If the madam knows about it, there will be a wave of trouble. The housekeeper has seen a lot of scandals in the big family.

This time, the second lady had a difficult delivery and almost killed two people. It is impossible to say that the eldest lady was at fault.

If the eldest lady knew that a concubine was equal to her son, I wonder if she would resort to any means. After all, it is very common for children to die in infancy.

Seeing the housekeeper walking away, Chi Zhantian sighed slightly and said to himself: "Is that woman gone?"

Chi Zhantian actually didn't have deep feelings for that woman, and having a relationship with her was also a drunken accident.

But people are not grass and trees, and how can they be ruthless? After all, she was his woman, so she left like this, and I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart.

"Mortals are really fragile, and giving birth to a child can kill you." Chi Zhantian sighed.

Lingwu Continent is a place where practitioners come first. People refine spiritual energy and improve their cultivation.

Everything is of low quality, but only if you practice high, practice can strengthen your body, extend your life, protect your family and country, and become famous all over the world.

Practitioners cleanse their essence and marrow, and their physiques are better than ordinary people. In order to improve the qualifications of their offspring, practitioners choose partners, and most of them will choose practitioners.

Practitioners use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse their own filth. The higher the cultivation level of the practitioner, the purer the body and the better the qualifications of the offspring.

However, the moon waxes and wanes, and as one's cultivation level increases, the probability of conception will drop sharply. As a top powerhouse, Chi Zhantian is truly blessed by God to have two children.

There is almost no danger for practitioners to give birth to children. Their physical fitness is different from ordinary people, and coupled with the protection of spiritual power, they are basically foolproof.

As for Chi Tianmin's mother, as an ordinary person, giving birth to a child was her fate.

"Don't worry, I won't let my child be wronged." Chi Zhantian looked at the moon in the sky and murmured to himself, as if making a promise.