The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

In the next few days, Lu Zhishi came and ran outside Zhenguo's mansion every day, but still couldn't get in.

In the Mingzhong courtyard, Tang Jiao lay on the bed and fell asleep holding the quilt.

Lu Changze held her in his arms and whispered softly: "Jiao'er."

"Yes." Tang Jiao pushed him and said in a sweet voice, "I'm so sleepy, let me take a nap."

Lu Changze pulled the quilt for her, lowered his head and kissed her hair, got up and got out of bed, and got dressed.

After feeding his son, Lu Changze put Brother Jun to play by himself under the shade of a tree in the courtyard, while he practiced swordplay beside him.

Xize happened to be out for a walk. When he saw Lu Changze's swordsmanship, he was a little surprised and stood outside the door to watch.

Seeing Brother Jun's brows under the shade of the tree, he couldn't help but come over.

After Lu Changze finished practicing a set of sword skills, he stood still and was about to raise his sword when Xize's clear voice came from behind.

"Your sword skills are good, but your use of spiritual power is a bit uneven."

After speaking, he stepped forward, took Lu Changze's sword, and danced it according to the formation he just made.

Lu Changze's slightly cold eyes flashed across Wei Ran, and he watched the rise and fall of his sword intently.

Xize sheathed the sword perfectly and threw it back to Lu Changze: "Practice it again according to the movement of my spiritual power just now."

He believed that with Lu Changze's cultivation level, he should be able to understand it.

Lu Changze nodded, jumped up with his sword in hand, and thought about the sword technique he had just moved, and it turned out to be much smoother.

Xize was extremely surprised when he saw that he had a figure like a dragon and understood it as soon as he realized it. He was such a spiritual disciple.

Just as he was about to step forward, his feet were hugged, and he looked down into a pair of large, clear and bright eyes.

Brother Jun hugged this brother's legs and grinned, showing his liking for him.

Xize picked him up, weighed him, and said with a smile: "The little guy is good at hugging his thighs."

Lu Changze sheathed his sword and stood in front of him, with a hint of admiration in his cold eyes: "Thank you very much."

"You should call me senior." Xi Ze raised Brother Jun in his hand with a gentle smile: "I am more than two thousand years older than you."

More than two thousand years old?

Lu Changze was surprised. The person in front of him looked eighteen or nineteen years old, and he never imagined that he was already a semi-immortal.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly bowed: "Thank you, senior, for your advice."

Xize smiled and said: "You have an excellent understanding, which is really rare."

"Thank you for the compliment, senior."

Lu Changze put away his sword, took Brother Jun from his hand, and asked him to take a seat.

Zixiang stepped forward to pour tea for the two of them, and presented them with fresh pastries and fruits. . milk tea.

The sweet smell caught Xize's attention, and he picked up the bowl and smelled it; "What is this?"

Zixiang smiled respectfully and said: "This is milk tea. My master likes to drink it. It is homemade. Young master, you can try it. Do you like it?"

Xize took a small sip. It was sweet and smooth in his mouth. He couldn't help but nod: "It's really good."

Lu Changze leaned on the rocking chair, holding his son and looking at Xize: "Has the strength of the senior been restored?"

Suffering from such a catastrophe, the magic power will inevitably be hindered.

Xize smiled and nodded: "Only a few, I'm afraid I'll have to spend more time at your house."

"Then in return, how about the senior giving some guidance to the junior?"

Sometimes being hypocritical and generous on the surface is not as good as pointing out the benefits to make people like you.

After hearing what he said, Xize glanced at him meaningfully, feeling that his character was indeed approachable and open-minded.

"Of course, it's a piece of cake for me."

From the time they saved him, to giving him spiritual spring water, to now being calm, Xize felt that they were very destined to him.

Xize looked around and said softly: "Where is your master?"

His cultivation level is pretty good. If his master hadn't led him in, he wouldn't have been able to practice his swordsmanship so well at such a young age.

Lu Changze nodded: "Indeed, Master is very impressive."

Xize lowered his head and took Brother Jun's hand, smiling and saying, "Does this kid have a master?"

He saw that the child was very talented, so he might as well accept an apprentice to play with.

Lu Changze raised his eyebrows: "Never, he is still young."

"I am destined to you, how about I accept him as my disciple?"

Raising a disciple is a good experience.

Lu Changze didn't care: "If he likes senior, my husband and I will naturally be happy."

It's best to take him away now so as not to disturb his and Jiao'er's life together.

Xi Ze had never thought that he was so easy to talk to, and was a little surprised. He looked down at Brother Jun's clear and spiritual eyes and raised a gentle smile.

Brother Jun covered his little hands and tilted his head to look at Xize. He had no idea that he suddenly had a master.

When Tang Jiao woke up, it was past noon. She hugged the quilt and lazily opened her eyes, looking at the rising sun outside and yawning.

Just as she was about to get up, Tang Jiao's stomach churned, and she covered her mouth and retched.

When Lu Changze heard the sound outside, he threw Brother Jun into Xize's arms and strode inside.

Seeing his beloved wife lying on the bed retching, Lu Changze hurried to the bed, put her in his arms, and patted her on the back gently.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, give me a sour plum."

"it is good."

Lu Changze picked up the dried plum and stuffed it into her mouth. He thought of something and made a move.

After holding the sour plum in her mouth, Tang Jiao felt much better in her stomach and leaned into his arms.

Lu Changze lowered his head and kissed her lips, and said with a smile, "Does it feel better?"

"Ah."

Tang Jiao took the water handed over by Zi Xiang and took a few sips.

Lu Changze stroked her belly and said gently, "Are you pregnant?"

what?

Tang Jiao raised her eyes in surprise, unable to react: "It's unlikely."

Since cultivating as an immortal, her menstruation has not come.

After learning that it was difficult to get pregnant after cultivating immortality, they became much more unrestrained in their love affairs, and Fu Shang was even more wild and indulgent.

After thinking about it these past few days, I realized that she did like eating sour food and being sleepy, much like Brother Huaijun when he was a child.

Touching her lower abdomen, Tang Jiao felt happy and said, "Let the imperial doctor take your pulse later."

"Ah."

Lu Changze helped her get up and put on clothes and shoes for her.

After washing up, Tang Jiao walked out of the courtyard and saw Xize playing with Brother Jun.

Lu Changze told her about Senior Xize and asked Heizhu to ask for the imperial doctor.

Tang Jiao stared at Xi Ze, who looked young and young. She never expected that he was a thousand years old. Sure enough, cultivating immortals could lead to immortality.

Hearing what he said, Xize smiled and said, "Who is feeling unwell? I know some medical skills and can help check your pulse."

Tang Jiao and Lu Changze looked at each other, and Tang Jiao replied with a polite smile: "It's because I'm not feeling well."

Putting Brother Jun on the blanket to play with, Xize stretched out his hand towards her: "Let me feel your pulse."

"Thank you, senior."

Tang Jiao sat at the table and put her hands on the table.

Lu Changze came over, put the silk handkerchief on her wrist, and then sat next to her.

Xi Ze put his hand on the silk handkerchief to feel her pulse. After a few seconds, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at Tang Jiao with a smile in his eyes.

Letting go of his hand, Xize smiled and said, "Congratulations, you are two months pregnant. You are in good health and the fetus is also healthy."

After getting the definite answer, Tang Jiao felt happy, caressing her belly, picked up Brother Jun and kissed her: "Brother Jun is going to be a big brother."

Brother Jun didn't understand. When he saw his mother getting close to him, he grinned happily.