A thunder exploded, and the sky, which was originally clear and clear, was filled with dark clouds in an instant. The sound of thunder was like in my ears, and everyone present was shocked.
The alchemist beside her brought the baby she had just washed over. She just thought it was just ordinary thunder and didn't care.
"Your Highness, do you want to hug the little princess?"
The alchemist asked with a smile.
Di Canglin didn't say anything, he just took the child silently. The little baby, in his cradle, looked even more cute because he had spiritual energy.
Such a fragile little life is still his child. At this moment, everything seems particularly dreamy and real in his arms.
This is his child.
Di Canglin held her with one hand and gently touched the child's cheek with the other hand. The real touch kept reminding him that all this was true.
He smiled.
Di Canglin carried the child to Jun Qingyue's bed and said slowly: "Madam, this is our child. When you wake up, we can name the child together, how about it?"
The man's soft voice is with infinite warmth.
It was completely different from the decisive and decisive person in the past. Everyone in the room smiled sincerely when they saw this.
"We, congratulations to the Holy Lord, Your Highness, for being happy with the princess!"
As soon as everyone's congratulations fell, Jun Qingyue opened her eyes slowly.
"Show me... the kid."
Jun Qingyue spoke.
Di Canglin quickly carried the child over to her.
Jun Qingyue was somewhat weak after giving birth, but after all, she was a cultivator and had a good physical condition, so she would not be unable to get up after giving birth.
She reluctantly got up and carried the child over. The soft baby was so fragile that it was a little afraid to touch it.
She was cautious and stared at the baby who was already asleep, feeling complicated for a moment:
"this……"
"Um?"
Di Canglin looked at her.
"I really gave birth to this?"
Jun Qingyue was a little suspicious.
"Yes, you gave birth to it." Di Canglin was a little amused and crying. He couldn't help pinching her cheek, "The child is my child and you, and it's not fake."
Jun Qingyue held the child and felt uncomfortable all over. After hugging him for a moment, she stuffed the child to Di Canglin.
"Let me leave it to you."
She has always only known how to march and fight, and she really can't do it like raising children.
Di Canglin had expected Jun Qingyue to have such a reaction.
He hugged the child and said pamperingly: "Okay, okay, leave it to me."
It was rare for the two of them to have such a warm picture, and the others in the room were very aware of each other and retreated.
After everyone left, Jun Qingyue said, "Let's name the child, Master, what's the name?"
"Name is a big deal, and I haven't thought about it yet."
He had thought of many names before, but he thought it was inappropriate.
Jun Qingyue raised her eyebrows. It was rare to see Di Canglin in embarrassment. She smiled and was about to tease her. Suddenly, a thunder thunder exploded outside. The feeling was particularly strong. It was a fierce general Jun Qing.
Yue's attention was all attracted!
"Your Highness! Saint Lord! A group of people came outside, claiming to see Your Highness, but the subordinates saw that they were coming in full force, and they didn't look like they were good people!"
Wu Jue suddenly appeared, interrupting the thoughts of the two people in the room.
Di Canglin's eyes were cold.
"People from heaven?"
"No... it's not like the heavenly world. The breath on them is more terrifying than those people in the heavenly world before. I can't tell where they came from." Wu Jue's words just fell, and the strange breaths outside were everywhere.
Suddenly attacked.
Jun Qingyue and Di Canglin looked at each other.
There was a cool look in both of them.
This breath...
He is indeed not a person from heaven!
Could it be...
A thought appeared in Jun Qingyue's heart. As soon as this thought came out, Di Cang got up and was about to go out to check it. Seeing this, Jun Qingyue quickly got up:
"I'm going out with you."
"It's windy outside. You have just given birth to a saint, so it's not advisable to go out..."
Wu Jue subconsciously replied that he originally thought that Your Highness would stop the Saint, but this time, he said nothing, and just looked at Jun Qingyue silently.
His deep eyes were mixed with some complex emotions.
Jun Qingyue's heart skipped a beat.
She pursed her lips and said directly: "If something happens later, you don't have to worry about us. All the people here retreat. Do you understand?"
This was said to Wu Jue.
Wu Jue widened his eyes: "Saint..."
When the Saint was a princess, she was not afraid of heaven or earth. After becoming the Saint, no one could ever make her show such worry.
Who is the one who came?
Without having time to say more, Jun Qingyue could not wait for his answer, but quickly followed Di Canglin and left the house.
They went out and saw a group of people in white standing above the yard.
Indifferent and arrogant, as if he didn't take anything seriously.
“That’s…”
Jun Qingyue looked at the people above and showed some confusion, but there was a little hatred in her heart.
She covered her chest and a picture flashed through her mind at a rapid speed, but the speed was too fast and she had never captured it at all!
"These people..."
Di Canglin frowned and looked at the person above, the coldness in his eyes could not be hidden.
"I'm here to pick me up."
The man's cold voice rang out faintly.
Jun Qingyue looked at Di Canglin in shock.
Di Canglin frowned: "I had a premonition before, but I never thought that this would be the case."
Several times before, when he faced her, he would have an inexplicable panic, as if he would lose her in the next second. Therefore, he was careful everywhere and could not tolerate any mistakes. He protected her, that is,
I don't want her to leave.
But just now.
Just when he saw these people.
He suddenly understood.
Where did the previous panic come from? It turned out that it was not that she wanted to leave him, but that he wanted to leave her.
"Master... do you want to go with them?"
Jun Qingyue grabbed his sleeve.
Di Canglin patted the back of her hand comfortably: "Don't worry, I won't leave you."
As soon as the words fell, the first person in front of them had already come to them in the sky above.
The white robe on the man was embroidered with many complicated patterns, and there was nothing symbolizing his identity. It was simple and luxurious. You could tell at a glance that his origin was extraordinary.
The man has a pretty face and no emotions. He just looks a little more respectful when facing Di Canglin.
He saluted Di Canglin with pride:
"Terror, we are ordered to come here and take the throne back to the palace."
"I don't know you, please return to the same path."
Di Canglin refused coldly.
When the man heard this, his expression and tone still did not change at all. He just continued to repeat his words: "We are ordered to come here to take the throne back to the palace, and hope to the throne back to the palace with us."
"I said it again, please return to the same path."