Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

Ling Qian murmured: "These twins are only like you, it's the best."

"Stupid words." Zong Zhou wanted to joke at first, but as soon as he shifted his eyes from the child to Ling Qian's suddenly indifferent face, the teasing thoughts disappeared immediately.

He caressed Ling Qian's face with one hand, and the touch was a little cold, so startled that he immediately embraced her with both hands, and patted his back gently.

"Xiao Qian, are we really awake?"

"Huh?" Ling Qian seemed to have just recovered, and there was tenderness on her cold face again, and she patted her hands on the back of the person, and said with a light smile, "Is it possible that I can still give birth to you in a dream?" Got a baby?"

Ling Qian rubbed against Zong Zhou's warm embrace, and suddenly said something that made Zong Zhou's body stiff.

"Although they are twins, I just took a closer look, and the eyebrows and eyes are still a little different. Quietly looks like you, with darker pupils, and the baby is like me, with lighter pupils. How wonderful."

"Like you and me?" Zong Zhou asked softly.

Ling Qian's voice was sweet and warm: "That's natural, it looks like your child."

Ling Qian didn't know why Zong Zhou asked such a question suddenly, and he was a little nervous. He only comforted the other party, as if he tightened his arms a little more, leaning gently on the child's father's chest.

Only when he gets close to Zong Zhou, his heart beats real.

However, Zongzhou's nervousness was verified in the next few days.

Ling Qian did not wake up from the nightmare completely unhindered.

He seemed to be the same as before, the person Zongzhou was familiar with and kind.

But as long as she leaves Zong Zhou's embrace, the warm heart that belongs to Ling Qian but is deprived by Ling Xiaojun will immediately fall into the inhuman silence like a memory in a dream.

Even if it is the child she gave birth to, it is gradually difficult to have warmth.

At the beginning, perhaps because of the memory of the childbirth, Ling Qian was still somewhat certain that the twins were once a part of his body. This certainty made him look forward to when he could really hug the child in the lotus flower.

But the bad thing is that the twins are premature babies less than eight months old.

Father and son are not allowed to be close to each other, Zong Zhou sees Ling Qian's expectation almost fade away.

"Can't you give him a hug?"

In the conference hall, Zong Zhou frowned, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.

The person in question was Mo Gan, a medical practitioner who once protected Ling Qian's pregnancy, but now has been delving into his new illness.

Mo Gan stroked his beard and said: "The pair of lin'er sons of the master of the palace are not even a month old. If it weren't for the protection of this pair of lotus flowers and ruby ​​coral, it would be difficult for them to grow up healthily."

"My seat is clear." Zong Zhou is well aware of the child's weakness, but Gu Nian Ling Qian couldn't bear to worry about it after giving birth, so he never explained it to Ling Qian in detail.

Mo Gan sighed: "Ling Xianjun may not be able to recover after hugging the child, but the child can't live without the lotus for at least three months. At the beginning, the palace lord chose to wake up Ling Xianjun instead of listening to my advice and let him conceive. At full term, it is a choice between adults and children."

Zong Zhou naturally did not regret this choice.

Ling Qian's body may not be able to last to full term, and after the child is born prematurely, there is still a Lingbao that can save her life.

It's just using that pair of lotus flowers to conceive for another three months.

"As long as he is safe and sound, I am here," Zong Zhou paused and snorted coldly, "If you can make him heal by killing Ling Xiao-jun, it would be easy."

"But except for the person who cast the spell on him, who knows how Ling Xianjun's heart orifice was destroyed, and how to heal it." Speaking of this, Mo Gan was also frustrated by the helplessness of some doctors.

Suddenly he raised his spirits again, and said: "But Ling Xianjun is fine in front of the palace lord, even if his humanity is really exterminated, and he is thinking about his relationship with the palace lord, his killer will never touch his own child. People who are not tolerated by the righteous way will enter my demon way from now on, and it’s okay to be more determined and resolute.”

Zong Zhou, as the pinnacle of demon cultivation, should also be happy to see others abandon the immortal way and return to the demon way.

It is not surprising that Mo Gan has this idea.

Demons do whatever they want, there are beauties around them, and they are only attracted by one person, which should be something that any man, be it good or bad, would be satisfied with.

For demons, self-satisfaction is the most important thing.

But Zongzhou's eyes flashed a warmth that was extremely difficult for outsiders to capture.

Whispered softly: "If I get him to focus on me, I will ignore his true nature, and how is it different from the animal master who controls him."

You can't kill that beast easily.

Ling Qian was able to restore a normal person's xinxing because of Zongzhou and Tan Le in the past, which means that Ling Xiaojun has something that can restore Ling Qian's xinxing.

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dorm.

Ling Qian was lying by the window in a water-green thin shirt, her eyes were gray, and the scorching sun could not brighten her eyes.

He seemed to be looking at the birds and the landscape outside the window, but he didn't see anything, but he felt that the room was very stuffy, so he opened the window to let in some air.

It's just a stick of incense.

The young man Zong Zhou pointed out to wait on him was not far behind him, kowtowing loudly.

"Madam gave birth for less than a month, and there is no wind, so she should be the little master of Gu Nian Palace. Please close the windows."

Whether Ling Qian heard of the birth or the so-called unbearable little master, she didn't react very much, her quiet heart was like a pool of stagnant water.

He just wanted to blow the air, so there was no need to worry about opening the window.

It's another thing to get his attention.

"What did you call me just now?"

The boy held his breath and did not answer for a long while.

It wasn't until he saw him looking back, against the light, that he couldn't see clearly and felt that his face was not very happy, then he looked around, and said in a flattering tone: "I heard that the owner of the Blood Demon Palace had a lin'er the year before last, and everyone around him is a Taoist." The lord and the palace lord's wife are very lucky, and now Xiaoyao Palace also has a young lord, and the young one has little knowledge, so he thinks that being called a fairy "Palace lord's wife" sounds honorable and blessed."

They are all heard and learned, and they are only said to the master as good words.

Ling Qian's brows were calm, she turned her head and continued to look at Chun Jing outside the window, already aware that this person's mind was not simple.

"Ma'am, if the palace master knows that you and the young master have had an affair, you will blame the little one for being careless," the young man quietly stood up, the bright red on his forehead made his thin face even fairer, and he looked at the master's back , said, "The palace master is furious, the little one is afraid that he will die."

Seeing the kingfisher fly away outside the window, Ling Qian closed the window boredly.

Turning around and staring indifferently at the young man who thought he didn't know the peeking eyes behind him, and deliberately lowered himself again, he said, "Didn't you call yourself a slave in front of him?"

Such a pretentious claim, why are you afraid of dying.

The young man raised his eyes and said nervously: "Yes, Xiao Nu'er met Madam, but Madam remembered that when she was asleep, it was Nu'er who read the letter for Madam, and Madam had a waking reaction?"

Ling Qian didn't remember, but only had a momentary memory of hearing this person's voice.

"I don't like the title 'Madame'," Ling Qian saw the other party's awkward expression, without any emotion, "I am not a noble person who needs to be served|served by, your thoughts are in the wrong place."

If Ling Qian was from before, she would definitely be much more amiable after hearing this hint of kindness.

But at this moment, he doesn't even worry about whether his child can have a hair dryer.

He only asked the depressed young man the only thing that seemed useful: "You said you read a letter, but what did you read?"

Just listen to the outside world slandering and framing him when people put him to sleep.

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"It turns out that I have already been expelled from the Taiyi Sect, and I have become a sinner who can be punished by everyone in the righteous way."

When Ling Qian heard about this, she looked expressionless, but her bright eyes were much darker.

Xiao Nu'er couldn't see his emotions, and really couldn't use any scheming, but when she heard the sound of someone walking outside the hall, she quickly kowtowed and begged: "I heard that Xianjun is a kind-hearted person, and Nu'er will definitely Dedicated to you, knowing everything, I implore Xianjun not to tell the palace master that he doesn't need to wait|serve."

"Huh?" Ling Qian lowered her eyes to look at the sincere man who begged for mercy, and didn't care much about other people's livelihood difficulties.

The indifference made Xiao Nu'er feel ashamed at a glance.

But at this time, Zong Zhou met Mo Gan and went back to the bedroom without delay.

As soon as he saw Ling Qian, he quickened his pace, and without waiting for anyone to speak, he hugged him tightly in his arms.

Ling Qian was like a snowman who had been frozen in the cold winter for a long time, with an expressionless face, but at this moment when the heartbeats touched each other, he melted the mask of indifference, and his brows softened.

"You don't see any outsiders here, why are you so big, you hug me when you see me."

Ling Qian blushed a little, and glanced at Xiao Nu'er who was kneeling on the ground, but saw blood oozing from his forehead, and his face was full of misery.

He frowned for a moment, completely unaware of how cold-faced and cold-faced he was just now, he just quietly waved his hand at Xiao Nu'er, ordering people to back down, so as not to disturb Zong Zhou.

This is kindness.

Xiao Nuer's face was a little frightened.

No wonder, Ling Qian who was close to Zongzhou and alone was a different person.

"You weren't awake when I went out, are you feeling better today?" Zong Zhou rubbed the baby's head.

"I'm fine, but I'm a bit bored, and I want to blow some air," Ling Qian asked with an obedient look on her face, "But you said that my child and I should rest in warmth."

Zongzhou saw that he was so innocent and cute, not like he said he would not confine himself to confinement, he felt much more at ease, patted him on the back, coaxed the tone of the child, and said: "We will follow the doctor's orders, and in a few days , I'll take you out for a walk."

"Okay." Ling Qian nodded, turned her eyes, but saw that Xiao Nu'er stayed where she was and hadn't left.

He asked Zong Zhou why he pointed this person here to serve|serve him, and he said that this person was smart and well-spoken, and he once read stories to the child in his womb when he was asleep.

I don't know where Zongzhou heard it from, thinking that telling stories to the child, after the child is born, listening to the familiar voice will help him sleep peacefully.

But right now, he doesn't know why Xiao Nuer's head is broken. Once Zongzhou sees it, he may not have the patience to listen to this person's explanation, and maybe he will be punished.

"Why did you have a broken head?" Zong Zhou turned around and found this scene, "Such a face scares the young master, so you don't want to die?"

Xiao Nuer's eyes were full of shock, she didn't know who was frightened, she stammered and couldn't speak the whole sentence.

Ling Qian seemed to have changed her soul, caressed Zong Zhou's face with great kindness, and persuaded: "You are so loud, you are going to scare our children."

"Xiao Qian." Zong Zhou looked dignified, but he was not at all powerful when talking to him.

Ling Qian cast a spell with her fingertips to heal Xiao Nuer's injury.

He was about to tell Xiao Nu'er to leave.

However, Zong Zhou suddenly asked a question that made him panic, "Where are the children? When I left, I put them next to your bed, why didn't you see them?"

Ling Qian quickly got up from her arms, looked towards the bed, her eyes were blank, and she was anxious to get up and look for it.

But Xiao Nu'er, who had been silent for a long time, kowtowed and said: "It's me. I saw that the sun is good today, so I put the two young masters in a place where they can get the sun. Listen, I heard that you are basking in the sun through the window." , good for children."

As soon as Zong Zhou saw the red lotus by the window sill that Xiao Nuer pointed to, he immediately sent the lotus back to the bed.

Staring at the sinner, he said angrily, "You are so brave!"

Even if the child is protected by lotus flowers, the wind should be kept as little as possible.

Ling Qian remembered Zong Zhou and Mo Gan's advice.

But he intuitively felt that it was absolutely impossible for Xiao Nu'er, a person who dared not say a word in front of Zongzhou, to have the courage to do it under his nose.

"I beg the palace lord to forgive me." Xiao Nuer trembled all over.

Ling Qian hugged the furious Zong Zhou suddenly, with doubts in his eyes, he said cautiously: "I gave my permission."

He rubbed his temples, blamed himself for some unknown reason, looked up at Zongzhou, and said softly: "I don't know what's wrong with me, so don't punish him, I think, when you're not around, more people will watch It's good to have children."

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