Holding a Sword and Watching Flowers

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Ximen Chuuxue has always been a bit of a cleanliness obsession, and always felt that the things outside were not clean. This time, Jun Qian was pregnant, and he was no longer worried about staying outside for a while. It took seven days from the village to the old house, and when he returned But it shortened the time by a full day and a half—if it wasn't for the fact that Jun Qian was pregnant and needed adequate rest, I'm afraid this time would have been shortened by at least a day or two.

Jun Qian leaned against the head of the bed and shook his head helplessly, and turned his head to look at Ximen Chuuxue who was standing beside the bed undressing and getting ready to go to bed, with a little worry in his eyes.

Ximen Chuuxue has not been in a very good mood these past few days - or, although his pregnancy surprised him, but... he still has other things on his mind, even though he still has no expression and mood swings as usual, But Junqian could still feel it accurately.

Is it because of Jade Rakshasa?Jun Qian pursed his lips and sighed silently.

Counting the days, it is now the end of December, and the Chinese New Year will be in a few days. Lu Xiaofeng said that he is a prodigal son who lives everywhere, but in fact, he has no home at all, so naturally he followed back home shamelessly Junqian and Ximen Chuuxue were naturally not surprised by Wanmei Villa’s celebration of the New Year together, but what was somewhat unexpected was that Yu Luocha also came along, and they saw with their own eyes the housekeeper, Chen Bo, kneeling on Yuluo In front of Sha, he respectfully called him "Master".

It is self-evident whether what Yu Luocha said is true or not.

Jun Qian rubbed the center of her eyebrows with some headaches, but suddenly she was wrapped in a warm embrace, and the hand that was pressed between her eyebrows was also covered by a wide and warm palm, rubbing the center of her eyebrows gently for her. There was a bit of gentleness and tension in the cold voice:

"uncomfortable?"

"No, it's okay." Jun Qian shook his head, moved his body, found a comfortable position in Ximen Chuuxue's arms, and sighed softly, "I'm fine, and the child is also healthy. do not worry."

Ximen Chuuxue responded in a low voice, withdrew his hand rubbing between her brows, stroked her soft long hair, paused, his palm suddenly slid down gradually, and finally stopped at her lower abdomen - it seemed to be a little bit at first. After a moment of hesitation, he carefully covered his palm.

The warmth in the lower abdomen made Jun Qian unable to help but let out a comfortable sigh, rubbed against his chest, and covered his palm with his.

The expression on Ximen Chuuxue's face became more and more gentle, and his warm palms gently stroked his wife's lower abdomen - more than a month's pregnancy has not yet appeared, and Jun Qian's waist is still as slender as ever, but even so, he He could still clearly feel that there was their child who was about to be born there, who was connected with him by blood.

Jun Qian was a little itchy from being rubbed by his hand, and couldn't help shrinking into his arms again. When he looked up, he saw Ximen Chuuxue looking at his lower abdomen in a daze, sighed secretly, and said softly:

"Axue, do you... care about Yu Luocha?"

Did it remind him of his childhood without his parents because of their children?

Even the sword god Ximen Chuuxue was just an ordinary child ten or twenty years ago, no matter how talented in martial arts, no matter how mature, no matter how great, there is absolutely no child who does not want to be loved by his parents and family.

The reason why Ximen Chuuxue embarked on this lonely way of swordsmanship was not only due to God's will and talent, but also because... he was lonely since he was a child?

Jun Qian didn't know, not even Ximen Chuuxue himself.But now it is meaningless to recall the past, everything has become a foregone conclusion, Ximen Chuuxue just shook his head, and said lightly:

"I have never had anything to do with him. Wanmei Villa is already yours, so don't worry about it."

This means—that you don’t intend to recognize Jade Raksha?It is indeed Ximen Chuixue's usual style... Jun Qian thought of Yu Luocha's violent hopping, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud——Yu Luocha seemed to be pissed off by himself and Ximen Chuixue these days up.

In fact, Jun Qian also understands very well that Ximen Chuuxue's ignorance is irrelevant. The reason why he can mock Yu Luocha so brazenly and viciously now is because he dare not or does not want to touch him.As for why he tolerated himself with such a good temper, maybe it was because he hoped to persuade Ximen Chuuxue to return to the Demon Cult with him, or maybe it was because he was pregnant with his "grandson" now... But anyway, Jun Qian I don't think I'm going too far—you have the ability to show off, why didn't you have the ability to raise your own children back then?It was his fault in the first place, so why should he ask Ximen Chuuxue and himself to show him a good face?

"Don't think wildly." Ximen Chuuxue came back to his senses, and saw the sly curve of his wife's mouth at a glance, and a bit of helplessness flashed across his eyes, but the slightly solemn and dull mood in the past few days was reflected in this smile. However, he seemed to be inexplicably lighter. Thinking of Junqian's unceremonious mockery at Yu Luocha in the past few days, the usually cold man couldn't help but evoked a faint smile, and lowered his head. He put a gentle kiss on his wife's forehead, and whispered, "Go to rest early."

Jun Qian responded obediently, let Ximen Chuuxue help her lie down, and then turned off the light with a flick of a finger.Jun Qian rubbed against his arms, and looked at him by the moonlight—perhaps because of the moonlight, his cold and sharp facial features looked unusually soft. Jun Qian bent the corners of his mouth, raised his head and looked kissed:

"Axue, you said you would teach our children, don't forget."

——Yu Luocha is an irresponsible father, but it doesn't matter, Ximen Chuuxue will definitely be a good father!

"Well," Ximen Chuuxue hugged her, carefully protected her abdomen, and gently responded to her kiss, "I won't forget."

……

Although Ximen Chuuxue always had a paralyzed face and could not see any emotions, Jun Qian could still feel sensitively that since he was pregnant, he seemed to be always a little nervous. Except for practicing swords, he almost kept guarding her every step of the way. ——Any woman would be happy if her husband cared so much about herself and her children, but... Ximen Chuuxue's overly nervous reaction still left Jun Qian dumbfounded.

In fact, due to practicing martial arts since childhood, Junqian is in very good health. In addition, she and Ximen Chuuxue are both very good at medicine. Some of them rarely have morning sickness, but their appetite is much better than usual - but Ximen Chuuxue is still worried.

Junqian sighed helplessly, taking advantage of Ximen Chuuxue getting up early to practice swords, he quickly got up and went to the yard by himself - ever since Junqian was pregnant, Ximen Chuuxue was afraid of disturbing her rest, so the place where she practiced swords was It has been replaced by a remote yard.

"Ma'am, do you want breakfast?" Tang Yan followed her, carefully helped her to sit down at the stone table in the yard, and asked hastily.

"Get some cakes to cushion your stomach first, and let's eat together after Ah Xue finishes practicing the sword." Seeing that it was still early, Jun Qian pondered for a moment, but shook his head.

Tang Yan responded, worried that Jun Qian was here alone, and wanted to call another maid to pass on a message, but Jun Qian waved him away with a helpless expression—can you not be helpless?Ever since she got pregnant, it seemed that the whole villa had regarded her as a fragile and fragile product, and she was not at ease wherever she went.Junqian doesn't like this kind of "care", but he understands that everyone has good intentions, and he still can't bear to brush off everyone's kindness.

The cakes and tea were quickly served. Jun Qian picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and took a small bite. He felt that his mouth was filled with the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. Eyes, just about to take a sip of tea, suddenly a gust of wind blows by, and in the blink of an eye, a man in black is already sitting on the stool opposite.

He just sat like this, didn't speak, and Jun Qian didn't bother to talk to him, just pretended not to know, and continued to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand intently until she finished eating one piece and was about to reach for the second one, Only then did Yu Luocha open his mouth—in the past few days, Yu Luocha has always given people the impression of yelling and grumpy, but this time... his tone was very flat, so flat that there was almost no emotional ups and downs.

But such plainness made him appear even more unfathomable, as if until this time - he was the real leader of the Demon Cult.

"If you were me, you would know that if a person reaches my position, there is absolutely no way to discipline his own children." Yu Luocha said, "The woman who gave birth to me was born on the day she gave birth. He died in one day. If a child was born to be the future leader of the Western Demon Cult, what kind of person would he become without the discipline of his parents? Would you like such a person to inherit your career?"

Jun Qian picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, then shook his head.

Yu Luocha seemed to smile lightly: "Since you agree with me, you should know, so once my child is born, it cannot be my child."

"Wrong," Jun Qian continued to shake his head and put down his glass, "I shook my head not because I agree with you and I don't want such a person to inherit the business, but because——I think you are wrong."

Yu Luocha's face changed all of a sudden, but Jun Qian didn't seem to notice, looking directly at his eyes like thick fog, chuckled slightly mockingly, and said word by word:

"These are just your excuses."

There was obviously no wind on this day, but as soon as Jun Qian's voice fell, it seemed that the wind picked up in an instant--Jun Qian's hair was blown slightly by the wind, and even his sleeves seemed to start to move, but the wind on the ground The fallen leaves still stayed in place quietly, as if they hadn't been blown by the wind at all.

Jun Qian stretched out his hands to brush his slightly messy temple hair behind his ears, and protected his abdomen with luck, then raised his head to look at the source of the wind - Yu Luocha said coldly with an expressionless face:

"What makes you think...that if you are pregnant with Ximen Chuuxue's child, I won't kill you?"

The author has something to say: Father-in-law is finally about to throw a fit from embarrassment, but... Daddy Yu must not have fully realized how cruel your daughter-in-law is, and that's why he is so easily irritable-light a candle silently.

Everyone said yesterday that the title and copywriting of the new article are good, so I feel relieved!

Then the sister papers asked when the new article would be published... In other words, it was originally planned to be published when this article was about to end, but yesterday the editor of the entity came to poke my republished manuscript, and then I have another article that has been updated. It’s been almost a month, and after thinking about it, I really don’t have time, so let’s start Qitong’s new article after this article is finished, as soon as it is finished!

PS: The customized cover of this article has been prepared, just on the copy, you can take a look~

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