Yitian's Clothes and Crowns

Zhang Wuji rushed over and knelt down on one knee to hold Song Qingshu in his arms. The thought of losing this person in his arms came to his mind, making him tremble with fear, and his arms tightened vigorously.

It was only a short period of time from when Song Qingshu entered the door and slapped Zhang Wuji, to when he finally fainted.Song Yuanqiao and the others were shocked at first. Before they could react, they saw Song Qingshu fall down. Seeing that Zhang Wuji lowered his head and didn't move while holding Song Qingshu, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly reached out to take his son over.

The movement stopped abruptly, and a sense of danger arose as if being stared at by something dangerous. Song Yuanqiao only felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead instantly, and he dared not move at all.

Song Yuanqiao groaned and took a step back, looking at Zhang Wuji in horror.Zhang Wuji, who was lowering his head, slowly raised his head, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and his dark pupils were full of fierce madness, like a wounded beast, wanting to destroy any creature that approached.What is even more shocking is the hostility rising from Zhang Wuji's brows, overwhelming the approaching Song Yuanqiao with overwhelming aura.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Lianzhou stepped forward and pulled Song Yuanqiao back a few steps, and then pulled Song Yuanqiao out of Zhang Wuji's momentum.Song Yuanqiao wiped off his cold sweat, and looked at Zhang Wuji with lingering fear.Yu Lianzhou was swept away by the aftermath, and the breath in his chest surged, and he was secretly shocked.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's appearance of not allowing anyone to approach, and Song Qingshu unconscious, they all frowned.Song Yuanqiao said in a deep voice: "Wuji, first put the Qingshu in the room and check it."

Zhang Wuji stared at him fiercely, "Brother is mine."

Yu Lianzhou and the others felt a little weird when they heard this, but they didn't think much about the emergency.Seeing Zhang Wuji's crazy appearance, Song Yuanqiao didn't dare to provoke him any more, and comforted him in a soft voice: "Wuji, you are a good boy, your senior brother fainted, let's find a doctor to examine him, shall we?"

Zhang Wuji looked at him vigilantly, tightened his hands, hugged Song Qingshu tightly in his arms, and gently rubbed against his cheek.The eyes of Yu Lianzhou and the others suddenly became strange. Seeing his son's eyes closed tightly while Zhang Wuji did not move at all, Song Yuanqiao was worried about his son and gained the upper hand. He mobilized his inner strength and shouted: "Zhang Wuji, do you want to kill Qingshu?"

Zhang Wuji's pupils shrank, his eyes struggled violently, and finally became blank, staring blankly at the person in his arms.Song Yuanqiao took a breath, and said softly: "Put Qing Shu on the bed, and help him check his body."

Zhang Wuji was shocked, his eyes became clear again, seeing Song Qingshu's pale face and closed eyes, he picked him up in a panic, entered Song Yuanqiao's study, and put his brother on the soft couch.

His hand rested on Song Qingshu's wrist tremblingly, and he felt the steady pulse under his fingers. The panic in Zhang Wuji's eyes disappeared, and his expression returned to normal. He silently pressed his hands on the acupuncture points around Song Qingshu's lower abdomen with internal force. Seeing Zhang Wuji's expression, Song Yuanqiao was also relieved to know that his son was fine.Seeing Zhang Wuji's silent action, he sighed softly, turned around and met the puzzled and strange eyes of the senior juniors, smiled wryly, waved his hand, and signaled everyone to come out.

"Eldest brother, is Wuji and Qingshu that kind of relationship?" Mo Shenggu's character was the most impulsive, the most impatient, seeing Song Yuanqiao stop, the words suffocated in his heart suddenly blurted out.

Song Yuanqiao glanced at the expressions of the other juniors. Although they didn't speak, their eyes were full of doubts. Everyone saw Zhang Wuji's concern for Song Qingshu before. The ambiguous gesture of rubbing cheeks is not something that ordinary senior brothers should do.

Song Yuanqiao nodded silently. Although Yu Lianzhou and the others had already guessed in their hearts, they were still a little surprised at this time, and their hearts were a little complicated. They were very proud of Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, and they always regarded them as inferiors. The successors of a generation, but they did not expect that the two would have such a relationship.

"Eldest brother, you already knew, why did you agree?" Yin Liting asked hesitantly.

Song Yuanqiao was relieved to see that although the faces of the juniors were complicated, none of them showed any disgust and discrimination.Hearing Yin Liting's words at this moment, he gave a wry smile, and told the story of Song Qingshu needing a man as an antidote to the Gu worm at Zha Yadu's place.

After Song Yuanqiao finished speaking, several people felt that the world was really impermanent. Yu Lianzhou, who was always taciturn, asked, "Wuji's affection for Qingshu seems to be very deep. What will senior brother do after one year?"

Song Yuanqiao couldn't help frowning, smiled wryly, just shook his head, and didn't say anything.During this period of time, Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu got along better and better. If he was asked to separate the two, he didn't know how to say it.Coupled with Zhang Wuji's performance just now, it shocked him even more.

"The relationship between Qingshu and Wuji has always been very good. There is nothing unusual between the two of them during this time, but I don't know why Qingshu is so angry today?" Yu Daiyan asked, changing the topic. He watched Song Qingshu grow up. Children, and Zhang Wuji is the child left by Zhang Cuishan, and he also cured his disability. He loves these two children very much and does not want any of them to be hurt.

Zhang Songxi has always been known for his resourcefulness among the Seven Heroes, he pondered for a while, and said: "From Qing Shu's words, it should be that Wuji deceived him, and even used some means against him. Today, Qing Shu found out, So angry."

"This is Wuji's fault. Since you like Qingshu, you shouldn't deceive him in any way, not to mention using conspiracy methods against outsiders on Qingshu. No wonder Qingshu is angry." Mo Shenggu said angrily.

Song Yuanqiao and the others agreed in their hearts, and Zhang Songxi smiled slightly: "But Qingshu is so angry at Wuji's deception, which actually shows that Qingshu also has feelings for Wuji, and it's not just for the sake of what the elder brother said. Gu worms are together."

"But, does senior brother want the two of them to live like this for the rest of their lives?" Yin Liting asked hesitantly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent. Although there was no discrimination or disgust towards the two men being together, people at this time valued the succession of children most, and Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji were both only children, which was even more different.

At this moment, the door of the study room was pushed open, Zhang Wuji came out, walked directly in front of Song Yuanqiao with a silent expression, and knelt down on both knees.

Seeing this, Yu Lianzhou and the others backed out, leaving Song Yuanqiao to face Zhang Wuji alone.

Song Yuanqiao didn't reach out to help Zhang Wuji, but just looked at him. Song Qingshu fainted. As a father, he naturally felt distressed. At the beginning, he would agree to let Zhang Wuji be the person who relieved the Gu, because he knew that Zhang Wuji had a deep affection for Song Qingshu, and he usually loved Song Qingshu. He almost obeyed his words, taking care of all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and believed that he would not hurt Song Qingshu.

And this time the two returned to Wudang Mountain for more than a month, which also made Song Yuanqiao very satisfied with Zhang Wuji, but what happened today made Song Yuanqiao a little dissatisfied.

"Uncle, senior brother has my child in my belly." Zhang Wuji said softly, but Song Yuanqiao's brain rang, his body shook involuntarily, and he grabbed Zhang Wuji's shoulder with both hands, in disbelief Looking at him, "What did you say?"

Zhang Wuji raised his head, looked into Song Yuanqiao's eyes, and said firmly, "Senior brother has my child in his stomach."

Song Yuanqiao's pupils shrank suddenly, he took a few steps back, stroked his forehead, his eyes were a little angry, he took a breath, "tell me the matter clearly."

Zhang Wuji explained the situation of the Child-rearing Gu in detail, and finally concluded: "The child is more than five months old."

Song Yuanqiao closed his eyes, but finally couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and slapped Zhang Wuji, his lips trembling, and looked at Zhang Wuji angrily, "Wuji, you're going too far."

For a man to conceive and have children like a woman, it is like trampling his dignity under his feet, let alone being designed by the person he trusts the most, no wonder Qingshu is so angry.Thinking of Song Qingshu's pale face, Song Yuanqiao felt a surge of anger, clenched his fists, and stared at Zhang Wuji firmly.

"I know it's my fault. I shouldn't play tricks on senior brother, but I don't regret it. Only in this way can senior brother accept me." Zhang Wuji raised his hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Song Yuanqiao firmly.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Zhang Wuji for a long time, sighed, stretched out his hands to help Zhang Wuji up, and said, "You can figure it out for Qingshu, but this kind of thing must never happen again in the future."

Zhang Wuji nodded, "Thank you uncle."

Song Qingshu only felt a bitter decoction sucked in from his lips, subconsciously stretched out his tongue and pushed it out, but was caught by a soft object and sucked it, and the decoction flowed in along his throat.A bitter breath filled his mouth, Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning, his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught my eyes was the person who had seen the picture countless times and it was almost imprinted in my heart. He looked at himself with surprise. Song Qingshu had just woken up and was still a little confused. He shouted as usual: "Wuji..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, the previous picture instantly appeared in his mind, and Song Qingshu's eyes instantly became cold, "Go out."

Zhang Wuji looked at him pleadingly, reached out to hold Song Qingshu's hand under the quilt, and called softly, "Senior brother..."

Song Qingshu waved his hand away, looked at him indifferently, "I don't want to see you now, you go out."

Zhang Wuji's eyes were instantly red, almost crying.Song Qingshu felt a pain in his heart, but thinking of what he knew before, his softened heart hardened instantly. He looked away from Zhang Wuji's sad look, and said lightly: "If you don't leave, then I'll leave."

After saying that, he was about to get out of bed as soon as he lifted the quilt, Zhang Wuji hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold him down, "Senior Brother, don't move around now, you have to have a good rest, Wuji just leave."

When the sound of closing the door sounded, Song Qingshu put his hand on the lower abdomen hesitantly, with a complicated expression on his face, thinking that there was a life being conceived here, his heart softened involuntarily.

Previously, his mood fluctuated too much, and Song Qingshu fainted this time and his fetal gas moved. Fortunately, Zhang Wuji took good care of him before, so there was no serious problem.Song Qingshu only felt a little tired physically, closed his eyes and soon fell asleep again.

After he fell asleep, Zhang Wuji walked in, stood beside the bed and looked at him fondly, and left after a long time.

When Song Qingshu woke up again, the oil lamp was already lit in the house. Song Yuanqiao was sitting at the table with a book, while Song's mother was sitting next to her and doing needlework with clothes by the light.

Song Qingshu looked at this warm scene, and his agitated heart quickly calmed down, raised a faint smile, and softly called: "Father, mother."

Mother Song heard the voice, put down the needle and thread in her hand, walked quickly to the bed, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, patted Song Qingshu's hand, and said, "Don't think too much, your body is important."

Song Qingshu nodded with a smile, and Mother Song touched his face, "You're hungry, I'll get you something to eat." She said as she walked outside.

Song Yuanqiao sat down by the bed, looked at Song Qingshu's handsome face, was silent for a while, and said, "Wuji told me everything, what do you think? This child, what are you going to do?"

Song Qingshu lowered his eyes, and gently stroked his protruding belly with his hand under the quilt. After a long time, he said: "This child is born because of the Child-rearing Gu. If I kill it, I will die in all likelihood. Besides, I don't want to bear it." .So let’s just let things take their course.”

Song Yuanqiao nodded, this was also what he thought in his heart, it would be best for Song Qingshu to think like this.

"I won't talk about you and Wuji, you can decide for yourself." Song Yuanqiao sighed when he thought of Zhang Wuji who was still guarding outside.

Song Qingshu nodded, but did not speak.

When Song's mother came in with something, Song Yuanqiao helped Song Qingshu sit up against the head of the bed, and put the small table directly on the bed. Song Qingshu actually didn't have much appetite, but he didn't refuse because he didn't want his parents to worry.

After taking a sip of the soup handed over by his mother, Song Qingshu paused for a moment, then continued to eat calmly. He is very familiar with the food cooked by Song's mother, and it doesn't taste like this. These should be from Wuji's yard The cook at home probably did it.

These flashed in his mind, Song Qingshu only ate a small bowl and then put down his chopsticks. Song's mother looked at him worriedly, "Why do you eat so little? Does it taste bad?"

Song Qingshu shook his head, and said gently: "It's just that I don't have an appetite."

Song's mother said anxiously: "If you don't have an appetite, you should eat more. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the child in your stomach."

Song Qingshu didn't expect his mother to know about this, and his face suddenly felt unnatural and embarrassed.Song's mother patted his hand lightly, and said: "You silly child, why are you embarrassed in front of mother? I don't care what happened, but since the child is already in your belly, it is mine. Grandson. Don't think about it too much, wait until the child is born safely."

Song Qingshu smiled wryly, how could he not mind this kind of thing?