"What do you mean? Master, what did you figure out?" Lu Qingqing stared at the old Taoist, her heart felt as if it had been hollowed out, and she felt an inexplicable panic.
parting?
what does it mean?
"It's nothing, I'm just asking you a casual question..." A strange color flashed across Lao Daozi's eyes, and then he said slowly.
But Lu Qingqing didn't believe what he said. The old Taoist was definitely not the kind of person who would ask such questions casually out of boredom.
Moreover, his expression did not look like he was asking casually.
He must have figured something out.
"Master, please tell me. If you don't tell me, it will make me even more uncomfortable. If you tell me, Hua'er and I will be mentally prepared. Don't worry, no matter what the situation, I will not give up the child. I believe in Hua'er."
I think so too." Her eyes were unusually clear and firm.
At this moment, there is no more playfulness, no more cunning, only calmness and calmness.
Some things require trade-offs. She is unwilling to say goodbye to Hua'er, but it will never be at the expense of her child's life.
Seeing the two of them being so loving, Lao Taozi was worried that his unclear hexagram might endanger a little life.
But looking at Lu Qingqing's firm eyes at this time, he seemed to understand something, so he said: "I just made a hexagram for my teacher. Now I don't know what the hexagram means. Next month, you will have birth luck, but
There is also parting sadness, it seems that you and Baili Fenghua are parting." Lao Taozi said slowly.
"Luck in childbirth? Worry about parting? What do you mean? Even if I give birth to a baby, I'm only three months old..." Lu Qingqing looked confused.
In fact, Lao Daozi knew little about it, but he still said based on his speculation: "Perhaps, the demon power will help the child to have a premature birth."
"Premature birth, a four-month premature baby? Will he be fine?" Lu Qingqing looked inexplicably scared.
There were no incubators in ancient times. How could a four-month-old premature baby survive?
The old Taoist laughed when he heard this: "Don't worry, the life of the child in your belly will be harder than yours!"
"That's it..." She smiled softly, but it felt a lot more sad for no reason.
So love, how to say goodbye?
She is so sad. If Hua'er knew the news, she would be even more sad...
He loves himself so much...
His eyes turned red instantly.
"Master, don't tell Hua'er about this yet..." If this is true, then leave the sadness to her and the last happiness to him...
"Yeah." Lao Daozi sighed heavily.
"Master, if, I mean if, if this is true, if you can be by Hua'er's side in the future, you must take good care of him for me." She didn't know how to say goodbye.
But she didn't know how he would spend that period without her.
Lao Daozi has always been alone. Whenever he was exposed to such emotions, he was about to burst into tears.
He nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay, don't say it anymore, the master will be unable to bear it anymore. Maybe, this matter may not be so bad..."
"Well, maybe it's not so bad!" Lu Qingqing smiled and nodded, but her heart felt as if a heavy stone had been pressed down, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
After what happened in Wuxia, she no longer dared to confidently say that man can conquer nature.
This world is just fucking fantasy!
(Seeing that everyone is struggling with whether Hua'er is the real person of Yundao, Xianyue wants to say, what do you think? Guess? Guess... Recommended voting, give Xianyue motivation...)
