The autumn wind is always cool, and Nalan Xianqian also started a pig-raising life. Some things are not satisfactory, but some are changing according to her ideas. For example, Zi Ling no longer drinks heavily every day and becomes more considerate, and truly takes on the responsibility of a man. He is no longer romantic. Most of the concubines in the palace are sent away by him with money, and he is only facing her every day. Even if he does not have food, clothing, daily life, he is far inferior to her before.

She thought, after all, she was satisfied.

Looking at the entire palace, which was more organized and more smooth, she couldn't help but feel proud.

Sure enough, the short-lived Yi Xiaorou is no match for her, and she will never be!

Even though she knew that Yi Xiaorou existed in Zi Ling's heart, she was still very understanding and did not mention Yi Xiaorou for a single word.

"A Ling, I have always felt a little strange recently. I am often sleepy and want to vomit from time to time." Nalan Xianqiu pretended to be tired and fell into Zi Ling's arms as she wished, and raised her watery eyes and looked at him, "A Ling, am I suffering from some strange disease? Will I die?"

She grabbed Zi Ling's hand suddenly and looked at him with hope and pain, "A Ling, I don't want to die, I don't want to leave you."

Zi Ling looked at her simple appearance and felt aching in her heart. He naturally understood why Nalan Xianqiu said something strange. He only wanted to hide it from Nalan Xianqiu's incident. He also knew that what he should come would always come, but he didn't expect that it would come so quickly. How long did it take to have morning sickness?

He smiled reluctantly, "It's okay, a fool, I'm just a little sleepy. People say that spring is sleepy and autumn is exhausted. You are not as good as a heretic before. Now you are just a human being, so naturally there will be minor problems that human beings will have."

"Oh, is that?" Nalan Xian's silver teeth almost shattered, but she still had to smile. She suddenly put her bracelet on Zi Ling's thin waist and pressed her face against his chest. The "dong dong dong dong" was his strong heartbeat.

How much she thought, how much she wanted to dig out Peng Peng's beating heart and see what was inside?!

"But Xiao Qian is so scared that he doesn't want to leave A Ling." She said in a sweet voice.

Zi Ling reached out and stroked her head and rubbed it. "Fool! Don't be afraid! I'm here!"

"Um."

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At this time, the beast world far away from the sky looked like another.

Outside the window is the rumbling thunder, the silvery dragon-like color pierces the sky, and looking into the distance, there is a swaying green light, which is a big tree swaying everywhere by the strong wind. Every time it is a thunderstorm day, it will emit a bright green light.

The silver flashed across the girl's pale face. Zi Yunchen looked at it with a distress, stepped forward and asked with concern, "Miss Xiaorou, what's wrong with you?"

Unexpectedly, she bumped into her crisp eyes. The purple eyes were filled with the helplessness and confusion of a lost child, as if she was about to cry at any time. It was the first time that Zi Yunchen saw her so fragile appearance and felt inexplicably distressed.

"Miss Xiaorou, are you okay?" His concerning question made the person who was originally huddled in the corner suddenly pounce into his arms.

Her hands tightly wrapped around Zi Yunchen's waist and buried her head in his arms.

The girl's fragrance plunged into her nose. Zi Yunchen was obviously at a loss. Even her breathing was lighter. Her big palm, which wanted to comfort, stopped stiffly in the air and didn't know where to put it to be free.

"I...Miss Xiaorou, this is not good..." He said, but his face turned red unconsciously.

“…”

"After all, men and women don't kiss each other, we do this..." Halfway through his speech, his slightly opened lips were blocked by a cold finger, because it was so blocked that it was in panic. The cold fingertips directly hit his exposed white teeth, which means that at this time, her finger was held by Zi Yunchen...

In an instant, he didn't even dare to say anything, and he didn't know whether to open his lips or close his lips.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long, so the girl's hand automatically retracted, and a slightly hoarse voice came from his chest, "Don't talk."

Her warm breath sprayed on his chest, and itchy and felt itchy. Her body was inexplicably hot, and the unprecedented strangeness made him at a loss.

He could only talk to divert that strange feeling. "For... why?"

"Am I afraid of it?" The girl's voice in his arms was a little unhappy, and she trembled slightly.

"Oh." He was silent, but it was really uncomfortable to be leaned against her like this. He stood stiffly on the side and his body was not moving. He was glad that the master had strictly trained him, which made him less embarrassed under this situation. "Miss Xiaorou, let me recite a curse for you."

“………”

Seeing that he had not received a response, he started chanting himself, "Actually, the Qingxin Mantra is very good. The reason why people are afraid is because their mind is not pure. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. When the mind is pure, the so-called fear will not appear. Most of the demons and ghosts are floating clouds and are not worthy of the Tao."

"...You can read it." Can she say that she is a demon herself?

"Oh, OK." He was silent for a while, then he began to read gently, with a certain dignified and solemn atmosphere.

His voice was a little low, but it was clearly clear that it could be heard. When he recited the messy scriptures that she couldn't understand, he could control that feeling. It would not make people feel boring, but instead made people intoxicated by the new world derived from that clean tone.

The originally ambiguous atmosphere became unclear at this moment, but it also dispelled the fear in the girl under the silver dragon that flashed from time to time.
Chapter completed!