After Ling Xuewei came down from the mountain, she followed the clues given by Bai Lichen and searched for Di Qianjue's whereabouts along the way.
But she didn't expect that before she could find him, Di Qianjue's people found her.
"Miss Ling, long time no see."
An Yi looked at the woman in front of him with some confusion, but he didn't expect that after going round and round, he still returned to the same place.
Could it be that this woman was born to be a disaster for the Holy King? No matter what method was used, it was inevitable.
No, it's all just the Holy King's unwillingness.
"Is it you?"
"Miss Ling, my sage has invited you."
An Yi's eyes fell on her arms, a small ball with no visible appearance, but it was well protected.
This...should be her child.
An Yi sighed in his heart, wondering what the Holy Lord's expression would be when he saw this child.
"lead the way."
Ling Xuewei tightened her arms around Mianmian, An Yi led the way, Ling Xuewei followed behind, with Snowball and Lightning protecting her on the left and right.
After burning a stick of incense, I came to an inn.
He went straight to the third floor and stopped in front of a private room, "The Holy Lord is inside, Miss Ling, please come."
After saying that, he retreated.
The third floor was empty.
Ling Xuewei pushed the door open and saw Di Qianjue standing by the window.
Still wearing a silver robe, a jade crown with black hair, and a body as tall as bamboo. The faint fragrance of orchid and jade lingered in the room, the incense burner on the table curled up, and there was a faint sound of water flowing from the room.
"Coming."
Di Qianjue turned around and met each other's eyes. For a moment, Ling Xuewei didn't know how to speak.
"Sit down."
"No, I still have something to do..."
"What? You don't want to know his movements?"
One sentence made Ling Xuewei's eyes darken.
I walked up and sat down, when Mianmian in my arms suddenly woke up and started babbling.
"Don't cry, mother is here..."
Ling Xuewei couldn't care less about God Qianjue. She untied the quilt and coaxed Mianmian softly. She took out the milk she had prepared earlier and fed it to her little by little.
Ling Xuewei had prepared these in advance. Because she was afraid that she would not be able to stop on the road, she expressed the milk in advance, poured it into a bottle, and stored it in the spiritual ring.
During those few months of pregnancy, she prepared a lot of baby products, including cotton wrappings, diapers, and baby bottles in the space... The weapons manufacturing warehouse almost became her baby products production base. For this reason, she was often treated by Bai Ze.
ridicule……
Thinking of Bai Ze, Ling Xuewei's eyes darkened.
"Err..." The little guy puffed out his cheeks and sucked the bottle. His chubby hands went straight to her face, and he chuckled when he met Ling Xuewei's gaze.
In less than ten days, Mianmian’s originally wrinkled facial features opened up, as white and tender as a freshly peeled egg, and so pink and cute. Especially her big, watery eyes, when she looks at you
, you can’t wait to give her all the treasures in the world.
Because she ate so quickly, milk flowed from the corner of her mouth. Ling Xuewei was just looking for something to wipe her with when a handkerchief was handed to her.
Snow-white embroidered with elegant bamboo, it is worth a lot at first glance.
"No need."
Ling Xuewei took out the handkerchief she had prepared earlier from her spiritual ring and wiped the corners of the little guy's mouth.
Di Qianjue didn't mind and took back his hand. In a blink of an eye, he met a pair of big eyes as black as bright grapes. The little guy was holding a milk bottle and looking at him curiously. Seeing that he didn't seem to be afraid of life, he showed his big smile.
's smiling face.
A pair of small pear dimples appeared on her chubby face, exactly like a certain woman.
For some reason, Di Qianjue's heart suddenly softened.
As if being gently touched by something soft, even the usually cold silver eyes became a little softer.
After feeding, the little one was finally satisfied and burped while holding her belly. Ling Xuewei skillfully lifted her body up and carried her on her back. The little one seemed to like this game very much and was excited from beginning to end.
She giggled, holding her sleeves with her little hands and shaking them, very happy.
"Feel sorry."
After finally finishing her work, Ling Xuewei had time to face him.
Ling Xuewei didn't expect that Di Qianjue didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, just quietly watching her finish her work.
"What's her name?"
Ling Xuewei paused and then said, "...My nickname is Mianmian."
"Mianmian..."
He murmured, looking at the little guy's eyes as dark as stars, and curled his lips, "It suits her very well."
Ling Xuewei was silent.
Now that she faced this man again, she didn't know how to deal with him.
In the past, she would never have had a good look, but...she knew about Feng Qishan.
Unexpectedly, Di Qianjue would join forces with Ye Moyan. Although she knew that he might be trying to protect himself, but... he might be the only one who knew the whereabouts of Ye Moyan, so she didn't want to offend Di Qianjue.
"Can you tell me what exactly happened in Fengqi Mountain that day?"
Ling Xuewei raised her eyes, "Do you know his whereabouts?"
"If I said I didn't know, would you turn around and leave?" Di Qianjue asked back.
Don't even want to be imaginary and conciliatory?
"yes."
Ling Xuewei answered decisively without hesitation.
"Oh, you haven't changed at all..." Di Qianjue suddenly smiled, his silver pupils flashing with an unknown light, "I still remember that you were like this in the Rosewood Palace. Whenever you faced me, you didn't want to say a single unnecessary word.
Said, everything in my heart and eyes is that man..."
"You!" Ling Xuewei was shocked and looked at him in disbelief.
"What? Aren't you happy for me when I regained my memory?" Di Qianjue looked at Ling Xuewei with a half-smile.
Ling Xuewei was horrified.
She never expected that Di Qianjue would suddenly remember everything!
How could it be? How could the "God-given" sealing technique be lifted so easily?
"Surprised? Curious why I suddenly regained my memory?"
Di Qianjue looked at her with deep eyes, "That day at Fengqi Mountain, I was seriously injured by that cloud halberd. When his sword was only an inch away from me, there was a sudden stabbing pain in my head, and countless fragments appeared. After that, I
I remembered everything.”
Ling Xuewei pursed her lips.
"Guess how I feel after I regain my memory?"
Di Qianjue curled his lips, and a dark light flashed in his silver eyes, "Woman, sometimes I really want to ask what is in your heart. Why are you so ruthless to me without leaving any room for you?
"
Di Qianjue's smile revealed a bit of bitterness and helplessness, "It seems that every time you see me, you avoid me. You know that I have lost my memory and don't even remember your appearance, but you still treat me like a savage beast.
Am I that terrible?"
He seemed to be questioning and talking to himself.
Ling Xuewei's eyes flashed, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer him.
Are you afraid of him?
Yes.
In fact, deep down in her heart, she was afraid of this man. The reason for this was probably because the impression Di Qianjue left on her when they first met was too terrifying, and it is still difficult to erase it to this day. (To be completed.