One month later, the main hall of Yuhua Palace and Zhaoyi's boudoir.
The scenery is just like the people, the room decoration is simple and elegant, luxurious and warm.
The house is spacious and bright, with elegance and taste everywhere. The floor is made of sandalwood, dark rosewood. There is a white curved flower stand in the corner of the house, with pots of white lilies in full bloom, with light yellow stamens.
Hiding shyly inside.
On a table made of peach wood was a blue and white porcelain tea cup with a little unfinished Biluochun in it. There were pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the table.
A golden incense burner was steaming with light smoke, and albizia incense was burning inside.
On the exquisite and luxurious dressing table are pink and light-colored rouges, green salt, combs, combs, jade hairpins, jade bracelets and priceless purple earrings. A bright mirror is placed in the middle, reflecting most of the scene in the room. The cork bookshelf next to it
There is a white jade chime hanging on it, and a small hammer hanging next to it.
There is a neat jade-inlaid wooden bed in the boudoir, with white gauze curtains fluttering in the wind, and red and white mattresses neatly stacked, exuding the alluring body fragrance of her daughter's home.
but……
It is in this warm and elegant boudoir, on this neat and beautiful wooden bed, that someone is lying lazily, a man with an open mind, exposed muscles, wearing only fluffy trousers, a man who is incompatible with the warm environment at the moment.
man.
It is Tang Yan after the "rain has passed and the sky is sunny".
Tang Yan was lying on the bed with his arms on his pillow and Erlang's legs, looking at Zhaoyi's boudoir boredly.
After the incident that day, he managed to retain Zhaoyi, and after more than twenty days of 'attacks' and 'sieges', and after many obstacles, Tang Yan successfully persuaded Zhaoyi and shamelessly 'captured' Zhaoyi's boudoir.
Afterwards, all the hardships are over and the joy comes, and it’s wonderful and ecstasy.
This stay lasted for seven full days. He specifically asked for leave from Yueying, and he never left the main hall after that.
Of course, he is not living here. At this moment, in the other corner of the spacious wooden bed, Zhaoyi, dressed in loose home attire, is embracing his quiet thoughts, with a face full of satisfaction and tenderness, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
A touch of happiness, her flowing hair like a waterfall is tied up casually, and her snow-white skin is faintly visible in her slightly open clothes.
Zhaoyi was originally a woman with a holy and gentle temperament. The overflowing motherly love at this moment made her seem to exude the light of a virgin.
There is endless charm and charm that cannot be seen enough.
As for the little thoughts...
She was burying her head in her mother's arms, holding her mother with her little hands open, and greedily drinking milk.
Tang Yan turned sideways and whistled towards little Missing: "Nian'er, would you like to share something with daddy?"
My thoughts were getting stronger, so I raised my head when I heard this, ignored her, and continued to hug my mother tightly.
"Let dad take a few bites too?"
"You..." Zhaoyi rolled her eyes at him in shame and said angrily: "You are guarding the child, can't you be serious for a while?"
"There are no outsiders. Why don't you wrap it up tightly? Let me take a look at it?" Tang Yan poked his head as if to look at the spring scenery inside, but Zhaoyi deliberately covered it to prevent him from taking a random look.
Zhaoyi deliberately turned around, facing Tang Yan sideways, avoiding his sight, and protested with practical actions.
Tang Yan moved closer and smiled: "Nian'er, are you sleepy? Want to sleep for a while? Dad and mom still want to..."
"Stop it!" Zhaoyi was embarrassed and annoyed. She really shouldn't let him get bored here.
Tang Yan continued to instruct with a wicked smile: "Nian'er, is it delicious?"
Missing nodded vaguely, and deliberately changed to another one, holding it firmly with her little hands.
"Have you ever tasted your second mother's?"
"Huh?" Missing raised his head, but the child still called for the piece of 'red grape'. This tempting scene made Tang Yan's bones go numb.
"Can't you teach me something better?" Zhaoyi was helpless and speechless. How could she fall in love with such a guy and be tortured to death?
Tang Yan leaned forward again: "You go and play with your second mother, try her, and let your father play with your mother for a while."
"If you do this again, don't sleep here tonight." Zhaoyi had the urge to kick him.
But when Xiang Nian'er was born, he cooperated very well. Yigulu climbed off the wooden bed and ran out on tiptoe: "Second mother... Second mother... play with Nian'er..."
Tang Yan suddenly felt warm in his heart: "This child has been sensible since he was a child."
Zhaoyi had a tangled and depressed feeling. When she was with Tang Yan, she really couldn't maintain her gentleness and temperament. One or two words out of the blue could make people collapse.
Tang Yan snapped his fingers, and the door closed. With a bad laugh, he jumped up like a hungry tiger and threw Zhaoyi onto the bed. He impatiently kissed her warm and moist red lips, and worked up and down with his hands.
Zhaoyi exclaimed and showed symbolic resistance, quickly taking off all her clothes.
"You... please stop... Nian'er... if Nian'er comes back... she will see her... If you... don't stop... I'll be angry..." Zhaoyi was ashamed and annoyed, ashamed.
Angry at Tang Yan for doing bad things in broad daylight.
But how could Tang Yan just stop? In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yi was completely naked. The holy and gentle Grand Palace Master was pressed under Tang Yan's strong body like a white sheep, kissing her passionately.
Sucking, kneading and squeezing, one big hand held her waist tightly, and the other big bad hand roughly climbed up the breasts that had become plumper due to breastfeeding.
The snow-white and round jade rabbit just changed its shape wantonly under his big hands.
"Stop it, I'm really angry." Zhaoyi tried her best to resist, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, but under Tang Yan's skillful teasing and rough squeezing, all the obstructions and all the insults turned into sluts.
Human moans.
When the hard and hot clone penetrated the slippery and tight muddy garden, a thick man's indulgent growl and a bone-crushing soul-eating repressed low became the only thing in the boudoir. The beauty of the scene made people's blood spurt.
open.
The jade bed swayed and the red quilt rolled like waves.
A crazy release of passion almost caused the white jade wooden bed to shake and break its legs.
For half an hour, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped. After Tang Yan had done enough tossing, Zhaoyi was completely melted.
The taste, ecstasy, and freedom.
Tang Yan lay on his back on the messy mattress, feeling comfortable all over and exhaling a long and contented breath. Zhaoyi was covered in fragrant sweat, lying on him exhausted and exhausted, and did not recover from the afterglow for a long time.
Tang Yan climbed up Zhaoyi's jade peak and waist with both hands, "I checked Nian'er's body a few days ago and found that her bloodline is a little weird."
"Weird, what's wrong?" Zhaoyi came to her senses leisurely, turned over and snuggled into Tang Yan's arms, the lingering blush on her face made her already gentle and charming exude amazing charm and intoxicating charm.
"I checked Nian'er's bloodline. It should be the demon spirit bloodline. As for which grade it is, we need to wait until he is baptized after ten years old to be sure. But how come Nian'er's forehead shows traces of heavenly fire? I used the power of fire to slightly
Detective is a very pure green fire energy, and occasionally it will emit some golden light. As expected, it will be related to Buddhism. What is the situation? Can the sky fire and the Buddha's seal be passed down?"
Tang Yan really couldn't figure it out and had been in a daze for many days. With the capital of his demon spirit royal line, he was enough to overcome the maternal lineage, suppress all other interference, and pass on the demon spirit vein to the next generation.
But how come there are the marks of green fire and Buddha's seal?
The reason why I have green fire in my body is because I swallowed the fire spirit in the later period. This is chance, not bloodline. The Buddha Seal also obtained the Buddha's heart later in life, which is also chance and has nothing to do with bloodline.
They are completely treasures obtained later and have nothing to do with blood. How could they be inherited by Nian'er?
Tang Yan has been testing for several days, and what is certain is that the mark on Nian'er's forehead will never be as simple as a 'birthmark'.
Zhaoyi was very calm: "There is nothing to worry about. The Buddha's heart has been integrated into your body and has become a part of yourself. Your heavenly fire is also transforming your body, and it is still in the infant stage of growth. It is passed down through you.
It’s not impossible for the next generation.”
"Have you checked?" Tang Yan flipped Zhaoyi's long hair and suddenly asked: "What is your bloodline? Why didn't I check the power of your bloodline in Nian'er's body? You were in the semi-sacred realm at that time.
Your realm is one level higher than mine, so logically speaking, your bloodline should be passed on to Nian'er."
"You have the imperial bloodline, and you have the Fire Emperor, so you may have completely suppressed mine."
"Really? But it's not like there's no trace at all, right?" Tang Yan paid attention to Zhaoyi's eyes, and Zhaoyi's eyes flashed with the slightest hint of avoidance.
"I don't ask for anything else. I just want my children to grow up happily." Zhaoyi stood up slightly and looked at Tang Yan solemnly: "You may have high hopes for your children, and you will arrange some unusual paths for them. To inherit your
Some wishes, but I don’t want Nian’er to be involved. You will definitely have children in the future, and you can train them and train them, but Nian’er can only belong to me. I just want her to grow up happily and carefree.”
Tang Yan not only did not respond, but looked at Zhaoyi strangely. His consciousness once again recalled the Nanhuang battlefield when he broke into the Eternal Beast Mountain. At that time, there were himself, Ren Tianzong, the second elder of Yaochi, and Zhaoyi. The tragic memory of the fierce battle was still there.
New, the chaos of the scene is still vivid in my mind.
There were two things that touched me at that time. One was Ren Tianzhong's opening of the door to invite ghosts, and the other was Zhaoyi's various secret skills, which all turned the ancient beast Seven-Headed Sun Snake around. You must know that the Seven-Headed Sun Snake was once a semi-human creature.
In the holy realm, he was later injured and returned to the third level demon king. How could such a monster easily resist?
Thinking back to the wave of energy caused by the promotion of the land of Dongkui to semi-saint later, even Guo Fuyao was shocked by it.
So Zhaoyi’s martial arts skills and bloodline should be very extraordinary!