Qingge asked in confusion: "Ye'er is still young, he can't stay in the immortal world for a long time."
"He is Ah Yue's child. He has the blood of me and Lian'er in his body. He can."
Qingyuan Shen said: "I also seek your opinion on this matter.
Keeping Ye'er here means that you will hardly be able to see him until you break through to the immortal realm."
Qingge pursed her lips.
There is probably no other deceit in Qingyuan Shen's attitude.
"In the immortal world, he will have better resources, and he can even be trained to reach heaven."
Qingyuan said: "Miss Ye, you know that he is a demon king. Now that he is still young, he can be cultivated easily."
"I never expected him to have a great future. I only hoped that he would be safe in this life, with minor ups and downs but no major difficulties."
Say it softly.
"I can understand your thoughts as a mother. All decisions are up to you. If you don't believe in me, you can trust Lian'er. She will not treat her own grandson harshly."
"I proposed this idea not only to cultivate Ye'er, but also for your sake. Ye'er is your weakness after all, and you are a child. You are about to break through the origin realm and go to the three thousand worlds."
"Your current identity is quite controversial, and your innate abilities are destined to face countless hardships and ups and downs. Instead of focusing on Ye'er, it's better to give it a go without any worries."
"..." While riding in the sedan chair, Qingge was in a trance. Along the way, she could hear the words of Qingyuan God in her ears.
She was reluctant to part with the little bun, but what Qingyuan Shen said was not unreasonable.
She has stirred up a bloody storm in three thousand lifetimes, and is very likely to hurt Little Baozi. Thinking like this, it is better to be safe in the immortal world.
Qingge's heart felt a little cold.
A cloak was tied around her body.
Warm palms wrapped around her little hands.
Ji Yue picked her up by the waist, looked down at her tenderly and dotingly, and asked, "What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"
Qing Ge raised her eyes and said, "Xiao Yueyue, please keep the little bun."
"stay?
Where to stay?”
"Stay in the Immortal Realm and accompany you and the Demon God."
Ji Yue's eyes were as cold as frost, and she pondered for a long time, "Ye'er won't stay, he hopes to protect you."
"But he's still young, isn't he?
You don’t have to suffer the storms and waves of the world.”
Qingge said: "Xiao Yueyue, take good care of Ye'er, okay?"
That is their only child.
The demonic alien bones in the abdomen are destined to have no possibility of conceiving in ten months.
If it weren't for the existence of the Blood Demon Seed, I'm afraid she wouldn't even have a little bun.
"song."
Demon Lotus held Little Baozi and appeared at the threshold of the entrance hall. She looked deeply at Qingge and said, "The child is still young and needs a mother."
Little Baozi is the descendant of Qingyuan God and her. He only needs some special medicinal materials to stay in the immortal world.
Yaolian never mentioned it because she knew better than anyone else how regretful it would be for her as a mother if she could not accompany her children to grow up.
She already had this regret and did not want to deprive Qingge of her power as a mother. "Although the three thousand lives have been full of ups and downs, I believe that Ye'er will not be afraid."
Qingge's eyes fell on Little Baozi, who was standing in front of the door. His eyes were like gemstones, shining with bright light, watery and mist-like.
The little bun is made of pink and jade, just like the jade in the hand of God. He wears a close-fitting ink robe with auspicious dragon patterns. His skin is fair and delicate, and his small mouth is bright red. His whole person is full of vitality.
His innocence is filled with fearlessness.
Not to mention the three thousand worlds full of strife, even if a hundred ghosts roamed freely, he was not afraid, as long as he could stay by his mother's side.
Qingge jumped down from Ji Yue's arms, gathered up her cloak, nodded to the demon lotus, walked up to the little bun, knelt down, stretched out her hands and rubbed the little bun's cheeks.
"Mother, don't you want Ye'er anymore?"
As if he had a premonition of what Ye Qingge was about to blurt out, Little Baozi took the lead and played a pitiful role.
"How could my mother not want you? But Ye'er, things in this world cannot be accomplished with impulsiveness and passion."
"Impulsion will be replaced by calmness, and enthusiasm will slowly disappear."
"There are grandma and your father in the Immortal Realm. They are your relatives. They will accompany you."
Sing softly and comfort in a low voice.
Little Baozi's eyes were red, "But Ye'er only wants mother."
Qingge pinched his face and said, "Mother is not only your mother, but also a generation of emperor and a warrior. Can you let me fight without any scruples?"
Little Baozi choked with sobs. He turned his head and looked away, wiped his tears and nodded obediently: "Then mother, please remember to come back to find Ye'er."
Qing Ge hugged the little bun and stood up. She looked back and saw the bright moonlight, with a faint light like a hazy mist, covering her features.
The little bun wrapped his hands around Qing Ge's neck, feeling a million reluctances in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak.
There are still many people who need his mother, and he cannot selfishly take advantage of her.
"Mother, Ye'er will light a lamp for you every night in front of the house. Don't take the wrong path, and be sure to see Ye'er's lamp clearly, okay?"
Little Baozi's eyes were filled with tears, and his vision was blurred. He could not see clearly the profile of the beautiful mother's face.
"Okay, mother will never go the wrong way and will come to pick up Ye'er accurately."
Qingge walked into the Demon God's Mansion holding the little bun. Yaolian looked at Qingge's back and sighed, "She is a good wife and a good mother. Looking at you..." Yaolian glanced at Ji Yue, especially
His facial features were very similar to those of Qingyuan Shen, and he immediately became furious, "You can't even protect your own woman. You look so much like your useless father."
Qingyuan Shen in the attic in the distance was concentrating on making a silver bell when he suddenly sneezed and looked around inexplicably, feeling a chill spread to his spine.
The old monster in the spiritual world laughed until tears flew down his face. Ji Yue lowered her head and lowered her eyes and let the demon lotus scold her. In the warm night, he looked tenderly at the mother and son in the corridor in front of the lights.
After Qingge put the little bun to sleep, he placed it on the soft bed and carefully covered it with a brocade quilt.
She sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand and gently traced the little bun's eyebrows with her fingertips.
Little Baozi's little face was still stained with tears. Maybe he was tired and slept soundly.
After a while, Little Baozi seemed to be suddenly frightened. He grabbed the brocade quilt with his little hands and shouted in a panic: "Mother...Mother..." Qingge took Little Baozi back into her arms and stroked his back gently.
, softly comforted: "Ye'er is good, don't be afraid, mother is here, mother will not go anywhere, she will always be with you."
Hearing his mother's familiar and pleasant voice, Little Baozi was fast asleep, but his little hands were clutching Qingge's clothes tightly, showing no signs of letting go.
Ji Yue stepped into the house, her steps a little heavy.
Before he could say anything, he saw Qing Ge beside the bed and the demon lotus in front of the door all looking at him, their eyes sharper than a knife.
I was afraid that he would wake up Ji Ye.
Ji Yue stamped her feet, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and looked at the little bun with some sadness.
This little thing must have been sent by God to steal his wife.
They were about to leave, and he still had to occupy his wife's time.
Ji Yue walked lightly, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, wanting to reach out and take the little bun.
"Snapped."
Unexpectedly, before he got close, Little Baozi's small palm, as if out of conditioned reflex, hit him unceremoniously on the forehead.
Ji Yue's complexion suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot and turned ashen. She seriously suspected that both Qingge and Yaolian laughed out loud when they saw this scene.
Ji Yue sat helplessly beside her, watching her daughter-in-law hugging other men, her resentment almost reaching the roof.
When the time was almost up, Qingge used her mental strength to slowly loosen the little bun's fingers that were holding the skirt of his clothes, and placed the little bun on the bed.
She stood up, leaned over, and kissed the little bun on the forehead.
"Ye'er, mother loves you."
Little buns are a gift from heaven.
It will always warm her.
...Ji Yue personally sent her out of the Immortal Realm, Demon Lotus, and Feng Xi specially left time for the two of them to be alone.
Ji Yue looked down at her with deep affection in her eyes. Just as she was about to reach out to hug her, a carriage stopped beside her.
The bejeweled curtain opened, revealing a delicate face and eyes as clear as water.
Yan Muyao said: "I learned that Miss Ye was going back to the Flame Heaven, so I specially brought the Spirit Realm Fairy Car to give her a ride."
Ji Yue: "..." Is it so difficult to be affectionate with your wife?
This is nothing in the world.
Ji Yue had no expression on her face, her heart was filled with turmoil, and she just sighed: The world is not worth it.