The third master picked up a fox husband

Yingying dragged her cheeks and looked at the little thing in the cradle, a fluffy little red fox the size of a palm, whose whole body was as red as a little fireball.

At this moment, he was sleeping soundly on the soft cushion, his bulging belly was heaving and falling.

Cute is very cute, but also strangely painful...

But just...

It came out of her lord's stomach, which was a little scary.

After giving orders that day, Yan Jingsheng only allowed Yingying and the old doctor to stay, and the rest took care of the yard.

Yingying only remembered that Yan Jingsheng burst into tears from the pain, and she cried too, and she was also afraid of getting married and having children.

She watched helplessly as her lord was in pain, and the next moment she and the old doctor were shocked.

What they didn't expect was that what Yan Jingsheng came out after staying up for several hours was a wet, long-haired, palm-sized thing, and it even made a few whining noises.

The old doctor collapsed on the ground in fright.

Yingying's face turned pale, and she looked tremblingly at Yan Jingsheng, who was pouring water all over her body, "Wangwangwangwang... Lord, Xiaoxiaoxiao..."

After panting for a while, Yan Jingsheng said in a weak voice: "Stupid...what are you doing, quickly deal with the little fox, doctor, don't panic, if you don't move...it's not a monster eating people...it's the king who is going to kill someone. "

"Yes..." The doctor quickly got up, and cut off the umbilical cord of the little fox with trembling hands.

Yingying also regained her composure and brought hot water to clean the little guy.

Later, Yan Jingsheng told her about Liu Buyu, and then asked the old doctor to inject amnesia medicine and sent him away.

Yingying still hadn't come to her senses until now, until a small head poked her head in front of her and groaned, causing her to slump on the ground in fright.

The little fox shook his head, his pupils were watery and dark, staring at Yingying as if he could talk, and blew on his beard.

Yingying patted her chest, "Xiao Shizi, can you... understand me?"

The little fox nodded proudly.

Mother, are demon children so spiritual?

"Are you hungry?"

The little fox flicked its tail, resting its paws on the side of the cradle, its cute face forced Yingying to see the indifference and indifference...it really looks like a real father.

"You want to come down and play?"

"Tsk..." His beard trembled and he made a disdainful sound.

Hey, Yingying sat up and thought for a while, "You want to find the prince."

The little fox raised his paw and nodded.

"My lord, he has something to do..."

"I'm here, what's the matter, are you looking for me?" Yan Jingsheng pushed the door open at this moment and came in, slipping away, the little hairy thing jumped onto his shoulder and kissed sweetly, so tired that it was completely different from the previous appearance.

Yingying was a little sad.

"Yingying, go down and bring the goat's milk." It was only three days since the birth, but because of Yu Da's affairs, Yan Jingsheng got out of bed almost the next day, and his face was extremely ugly.

He pinched the back of the little fox's neck, carried it into his arms, and stroked it. He couldn't help smiling and said, "Little thing, your father has no conscience and ignores me, but you are very clingy to me."

The little red fox raised its head and groaned, rubbing its little cheek against him.

Like consolation.

Yan Jingsheng was somewhat relieved, but he really couldn't be happy.

Not only is Yu Da's life and death unpredictable, but he also doesn't know what kind of torture he will endure.

While stroking the little red fox, he was full of thoughts.

He just felt that the burden on his shoulders was too heavy for him to breathe.

...

In the dark room filled with sandalwood and hung with runes, Yan Nanhao looked at Zhen Yi lying in the coffin for a while, then looked away, and sat down in front of the old man with his eyes closed.

Zhenyi is hanging his breath now, not much different from a dead person.

"Old Daoist, Zhen Yi can be regarded as your closed disciple. You should think carefully about what I said." These old guys are willing to cooperate with Yan Nanhao, but they are also interested in the thousand-year-old fox demon Liu Buyu .

They tried their best to be Taoist, but they could only live another hundred years. Their hearts were not enough to swallow elephants. From the moment they served the royal family, their desire for benefits, power and longevity had exceeded their heart of Taoism.

The old Taoist priest opened his eyes, pondered for a moment before saying: "Your Majesty, don't try lightly to change your life to make up your life."

"You said that Zhenyi's longevity is not here, but because of my intervention that caused him to die young, and I must pay him back." Yan Nanhao smiled indifferently, "I only gave him decades lifespan. In the future, he will be able to continue to live if he cultivates the Dao, and having a good seedling will be grateful to you in the future, and it is not a loss to you."

"What about you?"

"No problem, I know very well that as a tyrant, God will accept me sooner or later. If the plan is successful, all these sins will be attributed to Yan Jingsheng. After I die, I can still enter reincarnation, but." Yan Nanhaodun After a pause, he lowered his head, with half of his face hidden in the darkness, "I'm in reincarnation, and he won't come looking for me. I might as well be a ghost and haunt him." , it is estimated that the underworld will not accept it.

It wasn't until a long, long time later, when Yan Nanhao changed countless skins during the more than a hundred years of loneliness, and the endless loneliness wiped out his temperament, that he truly understood that pain and regret are what it feels like. .

"Your Majesty, there are many variables in all this, you should consider carefully..."

"I never need to hesitate in making a decision." Yan Nanhao interrupted the old Taoist priest, "Old Taoist priest, since there are variables, then you should be prepared to make everything unchangeable. Don't forget, the owner of the demon contract is me. You have been busy for so long, if you are free, then..."

The old Taoist priest nodded, "Pin Taoist understands." Fu closed his eyes again.

Yan Nanhao walked to the coffin, raised his hand to describe the other's facial features, "Zhen Yi, you still can't get rid of me."

After finishing speaking, he took out a small bell from his bosom, which was the relic of Junior Brother Zhenyi, and he put it in Zhenyi's palm, "You don't care about me, you always care about him, he is still waiting for you to wake up Exceeding the method..."

After finishing speaking, there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, which contained sourness, and he was forced by him to become a little understanding.

...

When Yan Jingsheng planned to take the eighteen golden dragon guards entrusted to him by his father to rescue Yu Da, Yan Jingci came to his palace.

Unshaven, lost his handsome appearance.

"Third brother, why did you come here suddenly? You are taking too much risk!" If Yan Nanhao knew that Yan Jingci was not in the fief and came to Wangcheng privately, that would be a felony.

"Jing Sheng, no one is going to save him, the third brother has to come and save him." The moment he knew that Yu Da was captured, Yan Jingci understood that Dong Yue had already abandoned this general, and he had been preparing to come here since that day, and he still delayed. for nearly a month.

"Third brother, listen to me, I'm trying to figure out a way, you shouldn't come,"

"Jing Sheng, he took the risk for me, third brother has to go by himself."