ghost wife married

Xing Han and Feng Yin were already in a hurry, seeing that Emperor Beiyue didn't finish his speech at once, they almost wanted to rush over and push him to the ground to beat him up.

Emperor Beiyue put down his hands and looked at Ling Yiran and said, "The hexagram I calculated is that he is about to give birth now."

Everyone said in unison: "What? Is going to give birth?"

Ling Yiran touched his chubby belly: "Why don't I feel anything?"

Ling Qin asked, "Did you feel any pain?"

Ling Yiran shook his head: "No."

Xing Han asked Emperor Beiyue, "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

Emperor Beiyue affirmed: "I counted three more times later, and it is now that I am going to give birth."

Xing Han hurriedly ordered Jing Jiu: "Go and call both the fairy doctor and the ghost doctor."

"Yes, yes." Jing Jiu quickly turned and left.

Ling Yiran suddenly felt anxious, and he stood up quickly.

Xing Han supported him: "Where are you going?"

Ling Yiran said, "I'll go to the bathroom to relieve myself."

"I go with you."

Ling Yiran said awkwardly: "If you stay with me, I won't be able to pull it out."

Xing Han smiled and said, "Well, if you have something to do, just call."

"Ah."

After Ling Yiran left the room, he suddenly remembered that he was now in Dongyue Immortal Mansion. Dongyue Immortal Mansion is a place where immortals live, and there is no need for a bathroom. Then, he teleported away from Dongyue Immortal Mansion.

After he left, Ling Qin felt something was wrong: "Is there a bathroom in Dongyue Xianfu?"

When he lived in the underworld, there was no bathroom, and another bathroom in Fengyin was built for him.

Xing Han paused: "No."

"Then where should Yiran go to relieve himself?" Ling Qin thought about it even more wrongly: "Isn't Yiran a ghost? Does he need relief?"

Xing Han and Feng Yin's expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly stood up to call Ling Yiran.

At the moment, Dongyue Immortal Mansion is in chaos.

At this time, Ling Yiran was sitting in the bathroom of Ling's house, fighting with his papa, and really didn't have the energy to answer the phone.

"Um... am I... constipated?"

He remembered that when he was still a third-class ghost messenger, he once hooked up a soul who died of a coronary heart attack induced by constipation. At that time, he and Shi Yi thought it was very funny that people could die from constipation.

Now he can finally experience the feeling of constipation, it is really too hard to pull, it almost killed him half his life, the most annoying thing is that the phone keeps ringing, it almost annoys him to death like a reminder.

At this moment, he heard Xing Han's anxious voice: "Yiran, are you inside?"

Ling Yiran was startled, and then, he felt something falling out of his body, and his internal anxiety disappeared, he took a breath, and said to Xing Han: "I'm here, you wait for me outside."

Seeing that Ling Yiran's voice was normal, Xing Han breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, there was an exclamation from inside, and he couldn't care less about it anymore, so he walked in through the door.

Ling Yiran pointed in disbelief at the white, tender and beautiful baby floating on the toilet: "He, he, he...how could there be a child here."

It wasn't there when he came in just now, so it couldn't be because of his daddy?

Xing Han froze for a moment, then looked at Ling Yiran's flat stomach, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Yiran, you gave birth."

"Ah?" Ling Yiran saw that his stomach had returned to its original shape, and hurriedly touched it: "The stomach is gone, did I really give birth?"

Xing Han walked over with a smile, took out a piece of clothing to wrap the child in his arms, and said, "Yes, you gave birth, and he is our child."

Ling Yiran looked at the child in his arms in shock: "I really gave birth? Is this our child?"

Why did he feel that everything was unreal like a dream, he raised his hand and pinched his face, it hurt.

Ling Yiran still couldn't believe it: "I really gave birth to..."

He was just constipated and gave birth.

Xing Han took Ling Yiran and the child back to Dongyue Immortal Mansion.

Feng Yin and Ling Qin, who were looking for someone in the underworld, rushed back from the underworld after receiving a voice transmission from Xing Han: "Did Yiran give birth?"

When they came to the room, they saw Ling Yi sitting on a chair in a daze.

"So?" Ling Qin ran over excitedly and saw that his stomach was flat, and said with a smile, "You gave birth, where is the baby?"

Xing Han, who was bathing his child in the inner hot spring, said, "Here."

Ling Qin and Feng Yin walked to the side of the hot spring and saw Xing Han soaking the baby in the hot spring, carefully bathing the baby.

The little baby is very beautiful, with thick hair and beautiful big eyes, not wrinkled like a newborn child, and doesn't cry or make trouble, as if knowing that Xing Han is his father, looking at Xing Han quietly.

Xing Han thinks he is extremely cute.

Feng Yin and Ling Qin squatted beside the hot spring and looked at the child excitedly.

Ling Qin praised: "This child is so beautiful, his eyes and mouth look like Lord Yin."

Xing Han raised his eyebrows. He couldn't deny that he was five points similar to Feng Yin, but he looked like him in other parts. He was a combination of Beiyin Emperor and Dongyue Emperor.

Although Feng Yin was very happy that the child looked like him, he still regretted that the child was not like Ling Yiran and Ling Qin. He stretched out his finger and lightly poked the child's little face: "If they can look like Yiran, they will be more happy." good."

Ling Qin smiled and said, "That's why you like children who look like us?"

"En." Feng Yin nodded.

Ling Qin happily kissed his face, and said to Xing Han, "It's enough to wash him well, and then feed him spiritual milk."

Xing Han flew out of the hot spring, coaxed the child's water and his clothes dry with force, and then wrapped the child in a small towel.

The three of them walked out of the room and saw that Ling Yiran was still in a daze.

Ling Qin walked over, waved his hand in front of Ling Zairan, and said with a smile: "Ling Yiran, you should regain your senses."

Xing Han smiled and said: "Let him continue to be in a daze. It is difficult to accept the matter of giving birth as constipation for a while."

Ling Qin laughed: "My son is the only one in the world who regards giving birth as constipation."

Feng Yin smiled and rubbed Ling Yiran's head: "You just gave birth, go to the hot spring to wash your body with bubbles."

Ling Qin took Ling Yiran to take a bath indoors, and when he came out, Xing Han had already fed the baby and handed it to Feng Yin to be hugged by his grandfather. Immortal official.

Xing Han said: "Immortal doctor, check Yiran's body to see if there is anything wrong."

"Yes." The immortal doctor took Ling Yiran's pulse, and after confirming that there was no problem, he let go of his hand and said, "Great Emperor, Master Ling is fine."

Xing Han was relieved.

Feng Yin stuffed the child into Ling Yiran's arms: "Yiran, have you regained your senses? It's time to see your son."

Ling Yiran looked at the beautiful little baby in his arms, and raised his head to look at everyone: "I really gave birth to it?"

Ling Qin smiled and squeezed his face hard: "I'm pretty sure you gave birth, you see how little Yanyan looks like Yin Jun and Xing Han."

Ling Yiran looked at the child carefully, and said with a smile: "It really looks like Dad and Xing Han, the child is so beautiful."

Seeing that the child didn't cry or smile, Ling Qin wondered, "Why doesn't the child cry? I think Yiran cried several times a day when I was born."

Ling Yiran was very worried: "Could it be sick?"

Xing Han said: "Don't worry, the fairy doctor said just now that the children of the descendants of gods generally don't cry."

Ling Yiran smiled and said: "You see, when the child doesn't cry or fuss, it's really like when you first returned to the throne, with a cold face and didn't like to laugh. When the child grows up, he won't be like you Bar."

"No matter what kind of temperament he has in the future, he will be your child." Ling Qin hugged the child, teasing him and said, "Xiao Yanyan, I am your grandpa, please call me grandpa."

Feng Yin leaned forward and said, "I'm also your grandfather, called Grandpa."

Ling Yiran smiled and said: "He was just born, how could he be able to talk? By the way, since the baby is already born, shouldn't we take it back and show it to grandma?"

Ling Qin said: "When we have had enough hugs, you can take them back, otherwise it won't be our turn to hug them when you go back."

Ling Yiran had no objection, he also wanted to spend more time alone with the child.

When they were almost hugged, the Great Emperor Beiyue, the Great Emperor Xiyue and the Great Emperor Nanyue came again.

"Haha, we are finally uncles." Emperor Xiyue hugged the child and kissed him: "Little Yanyan, quickly call uncle, uncle gave you a lot of delicious and fun things, quickly call uncle."

Emperor Nanyue carried the child over with a speechless face: "He is so small, how can he be called someone, um, he looks very much like Fengyin and Dongyue."

Emperor Beiyue was very satisfied with the child's appearance: "In the future, I will dress up the child beautifully."

After all, the baby was just born, and he felt tired very quickly. After Emperor Beiyue hugged him, his eyelids couldn't hold back anymore and he fell asleep, but he still had a baby bottle in his heel, and he looked extremely cute.

The three great emperors couldn't let go of their little nephew and grandnephew. Everyone wanted to take the child home and raise it for a few days before sending it back. Unfortunately, the child was just born and needed to stay with his biological parents, so they had to give up in the end.

After three days of delay, Xing Han and Ling Yiran took their children back to Xing's house.

The old lady Xing who was playing with Ling Kangbao in the hall was stunned when she saw Ling Yiran holding the child in her arms, and then stood up happily: "Yiran, is Xing Yan in your arms?"

When Ling Yiran returned to Dongyue Immortal Mansion to wait for delivery, he lied to the old lady Xing that he and Xing Han were going abroad to pick up the baby.

Ling Yiran nodded: "Yes, grandma, we have brought the child back."

"Father." Ling Kangbao happily ran towards Ling Yiran.

Xing Han picked up Ling Kangbao and said, "Kangbao, quickly take a look at your younger brother. His name is Xing Yan. You must protect him well in the future, you understand?"

Ling Kangbao excitedly said: "Brother, brother, I have a younger brother."

The old lady Xing walked over and looked at the child, and sighed: "This child looks really good-looking, not at all like a newborn child, but somewhat similar to Xiaohan."

In fact, what she wanted to say was that the child looked more like Feng Yin.

The child does look quite similar to Fengyin, at first glance, he thought it was Fengyin's child.

The old lady Xing said with a smile: "After seeing the child, I finally believe that Yiran is Mr. Dong's child, and Xiao Yanyan has completely inherited his genes."

Ling Yiran hummed: "He really looks like my dad."

Ling Yiran hummed: "He really looks like my dad."