Two or three things about becoming Ye Wang's mother

"I wish you a prosperous martial arts."

The day of the Imperial Tournament was a fine day, and everything seemed to be going in a good direction.

He embraced me, kissed the corner of my lips, then reluctantly let go, and walked towards the battlefield belonging to the magician.

I watched him leave the dormitory and the cloister until he was no longer seen, only to realize later that since we were together, we seem to have stayed together all day, even worse after pregnancy.After the fetus has a heartbeat, he always puts his ears on his belly and indulges in it with a wonderful expression.

"Listen, Ah Chan, he's moving!"

He always used an exaggerated tone to express his surprise.And I also like the look of surprise on his face.I often wonder, in Wu Tiao Jing's life, what can surprise him?The way he showed in front of me was always so confident, even conceited.

This is not a major disadvantage.If a person doesn't even have a little self-confidence, then what's the point?As for the rare arrogance, with Wu Tiao Jing's status and strength, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

Wu Tiaojing, who grew up under the compliments of his tribe, is already very good at having his current personality.

At least I think so.

We who stayed together all day, separated today, and I didn't feel uncomfortable.I don't think I'm indulging in that emotion.

Love, of course there is.

Otherwise, they would not have given birth to their children.

However, if you want to maintain a relationship together, it is not good for one party to be too addicted to the other party.There must be a common ideal, even if there is no common ideal, there must be independent ability.

I probably have no common ideals with him.But I can't live without him.It's just that the two of you are better together.

I turned my head and asked the maid: "Do you think he will win?"

The maid said respectfully: "Master Jing's military fortune is prosperous, and he will return triumphantly."

Also, it's strange that the maid of the Gojo family said irony.

An hour after Wutiaojing left, I sat in the courtyard with Shen in my arms, and the lotus in the small pond was in bloom, exuding a faint fragrance.Wutiaojing told me before that when he came back, he would peel the lotus seeds for me to eat.

I have eaten lotus seeds, which have a very mild sweetness, just like the fragrance of flowers, and I don't feel tired at all.In summer, it is really a very suitable food.

Shen Sleep woke up, opened his eyes and looked at me, then yawned, continued to close his eyes and fell asleep.

I stared at the baby in my arms for a moment, and felt that except for his eyes, he was more and more like a five-way mirror.

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"Master Zenyuan, do you have any children?"

Before entering the competition arena, Wu Tiao Jing looked ahead, but asked the opponent beside him,

Zenyuan glanced at him and then looked away, as if staying for a second longer was an insult to him.

"Almost forgot, although Master Zenyuan has a lot of side rooms, he hasn't married a wife yet, so naturally he has no children."

Chanyuan: "..."

"A while ago, my wife gave birth to our eldest son. Although I really want a girl, there is nothing I can do if I give birth to a son." Wutiaojing sighed.

Chanyuan: "...are you finished?"

Wu Tiaojing showed a puzzled expression, and then covered his mouth in feigned surprise, "Sorry, I seem to have offended you?"

Chanyuan: "..."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two stood on both sides of the stage.In this martial arts competition, if someone is used to wielding a sword, then he will bring a real sword.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.

The ministers and generals present all knew the intention.

Needless to say, Wutiao and the Buddhist monastery.But even knowing this malicious rule, the contest would naturally have to go on.The battle between Wujo and the Buddhist monastery will never be avoided.

"Contest—begin—!"

……

The chain of pearls suddenly broke and rolled all over the ground.This is what Wu Tiaojing went to Raksha Haishi to trade with the sharks.I thought he would not go, but it turned out that he was secretly.

I hurriedly bent down and picked them up one by one.

I always have a bad premonition in my heart, especially when the sky suddenly becomes overcast. Is it the rainy season?It seems a bit late this year.

There were hurried footsteps outside the door, accompanied by the maid's panting breath.

I put the pearls I picked up in the hem of my clothes, and I looked up to meet the panic-stricken maid.

"Mrs. Chan, Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing...it's about to die!"

I froze in place, and the pearls I picked up fell to the ground again.what are you saying?Who is dying?I am incapable of judging.Breathing became short of breath suddenly, all kinds of thoughts came one after another, appearing alternately, and I couldn't figure it out.

The maid saw that I was dumbfounded, so she pushed me anxiously, and said in a crying voice: "Go and see Mr. Jing for the last time!" Then she pulled me back and ran to the location of the five mirrors.

There is a group of people standing outside the bedroom of Wutiaojing. I am not very familiar with them, but I have seen them.Seeing me coming, they were silent and lowered their heads to avoid my sight.Wujou Yu, the father of Wujojing, said with a complicated expression: "Go and see him for the last time."

His words were like sparks that exploded in my brain with a bang.

This is the second person who asked me to see him for the last time.

Really enough, does it have to be like this?

But now is not the time to lose your temper...

Then I lifted the hem of my clothes and rushed to the bedroom.If this is a prank, I must slap him a few times.

After entering the bedroom, the smell of medicine that filled the room was really stimulating.But as soon as I entered the room, my eyes were fixed on the middle of the bunk, where he lay there, bloodless.He seemed to hear the friction between the hem of his clothes and the floor, and he opened his eyes with some effort.Then saw me.

"Are you crying?" he asked suddenly.

"..."

"Are you crying for me?"

The pale smile looked fake.

"Don't cry, Ah-chan. You see, Zenyuan died earlier than me. He didn't have a wife or a child, so I won." Wutiaojing still didn't forget to joke at this time.

On the way here, I have already heard the maid's talk about the general, the martial arts competition before the imperial court, the two people's martial arts competition exploded with unprecedented strength... Finally, the Patriarch of the Zen Academy died on the way back.Wutiaojing is still hanging on his life.

The result of this contest itself was a draw, neither winning nor losing.But if it is whoever dies first and who dies last, then the five mirrors will win by a narrow margin.

"...I took my life to see you for the last time. Minamoto Raimitsu didn't do it, but I did."

I can't even laugh at this joking tone.

"But you're going to die too."

"Yeah... I'm going to die too. But am I a human being? Everyone is going to die."

It's really not like him to be so open-minded.

"After death, maybe I can go to Minamoto Raimitsu. I will tell him that Ah-chan is my wife, we still have a child, and there will be many descendants who bleed our blood... ..."

He was really dying, talking nonsense inarticulately.

I couldn't help interrupting his nonsense: "He's been dead for hundreds of years, and he's been reincarnated a long time ago. Where can you find him?"

Wutiaojing seemed to have come to his senses at this time, with a confused look on his face.

"Yeah, he might have been reincarnated early. It's a pity...I can't show it off to him..."

"Can't you think about yourself? You are going to die, we will never see each other again in the future. I will meet other good men in the future, maybe I will marry and have children with them!"

My temper suddenly came up.

"Yeah, yes, Ah-chan will meet other good men in the future, even better than me... That's good, that's good..."

Sometimes I really don't know what's going on in his mind. He usually looks very possessive, but at this time, he looks like a saint.

Possibly, the brain is really not sober due to excessive blood loss.

"Achan, promise me that after I die, I will leave Wutiao's house and return to Resentment Prison Mountain, leaving the child alone..."

He raised his palm with difficulty, stroked my cheek, all the way down, and then clasped my hand tightly.

"The Conjurer family is not a good place...don't let the Wujo family drag you down..."

I touched the liquid that spilled from the corner of my eye.

"...Okay, I promise you."

I can understand the meaning of Wutiaojing. Behind me is Heimo, the fallen god, and a son named King Ma Cangye, who is easy to be calculated no matter how you look at it.

"That's great..." He closed his eyes, then opened them and said with a smile, "A-chan, I'm about to die, what do you want to say to Minamoto Raiko?"

His face grew paler.

I said: "Okay, if you meet him, then give him a word for me... Ye Chan is not related to you in this life, if there is a chance to meet again and fall in love again, then we will be husband and wife. Dead five mirrors..."

Wu Tiaojing didn't speak, just looked at me tenderly.

"It's almost time, and I'm a little sleepy..."

"...Okay, then go to sleep, I'll watch over here."

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Volume [-] should have one chapter left.