Such words actually came out of Yan Qingzheng’s mouth!
Rong Che's breath was stagnant, and he hesitated and asked: "Qing'er, are you... going to ascend?"
Yan Qing was stunned, shook his head and said, "You don't know how yet, why do you ask?"
Rong Che's tightly clenched heart quietly relaxed a little, and said: "It's nothing, I thought..."
In the years since they got married, Yan Qingzheng has never mentioned having children. Even if the late emperor and the empress forced her several times to take a concubine for Rong Che on the grounds that she would not support the royal family, she just resisted forcefully.
He went back without mentioning that he would have a child.
Therefore, Rong Che thought that Yan Qing was about to ascend, and was afraid that he would be alone, so he wanted to leave him a flesh and blood.
"Are you... thinking wrongly?" Yan Qing saw that his expression was too serious and couldn't help but ask.
Rong Che lowered his head and said nothing. He felt very sad, but he was also afraid that his reluctance would affect Yan Qingzheng's ascension.
Yan Qingzheng rolled his eyes, seeing through his thoughts, and immediately let out a muffled laugh.
She leaned close to him and explained softly: "Didn't I mention the matter of direct disciples and future successors to the elders a few days ago? Suddenly I remembered that I, the leader, do not have a direct disciple, let alone a personal disciple.
A suitable heir. Then I thought about it, we don’t have children, if we have children, we can still inherit the same family."
Rong Che's face suddenly softened, he exhaled a breath of turbid air from his chest, and stretched out his hands to gently hold his wife's waist.
"It's my chicken intestines." He said in surprise.
"No, I know you care about me, and you always feel insecure when you are with me."
"I... to me, you are like the bright moon in the sky, I can only look up to you."
Yan Qing was holding his hand, and they were face to face.
"We are both working hard and want to be a couple that lasts forever, so don't hesitate anymore."
Rong Che nodded, held his wife's hand, felt the warmth of her palm, and gradually opened his heart.
"I, I don't know why you like me..." he said.
If Yan Qing is just a mortal woman, he must be confident and his conditions are not bad. But who is Yan Qing? She is a person who stands at the pinnacle of this world. How can she take the prince of a mortal country seriously?
inside.
Yan Qing pursed his lips and smiled: "I knew you were still struggling with this!"
Although Rong Che was naturally reticent and didn't know how to express himself, after getting married, he would often look at himself in a daze with a solemn look on his face. Yan Qing felt these things. But Rong Che didn't want to say that no one could ask, so as not to embarrass him
, Yan Qingzheng never asked.
It was rare that he was willing to mention this matter today. Yan Qingzheng was actually very happy. Being able to communicate meant that the distance between the two of them had been brought closer.
"Over the years I have been in Tianyimen, I have met many so-called proud men and rising stars. My talent is far above them, but the eyes they look at me are still full of desire to conquer, just because I am a woman. This
The world is like this. As long as I am a woman, no matter how high my talent is or how much I contribute to this plane, in their hearts I can still only be an ornament they use to show off." Yan Qingzheng had a look on his face.
Smiling sarcastically, he recalled the experiences and feelings he had in his youth, "If they don't think I am superior because I am a disciple of Xuanmen, then after returning to Fengrong Capital, no matter whether they are the prince or the emperor, they will all regard me as...
Treat it like a woman."
Rong Che held his breath, his deep eyes full of anticipation.
"But you are different. Although you also don't understand Taoism and cultivation, you respect me extremely since we haven't met yet."
Although he was only six years old and didn't know that it was Rong Che who asked the prince to come to apologize, but when he grew up, he already knew this and naturally had a good impression of him in his heart. Because Tong Yao, who was the national preceptor at the time, mistakenly committed suicide, resulting in
She was criticized because of her destiny, and the prince thought she was weak and could be bullied, so he dared to push her into the water. But Rong Che, who knew this, would force the prince of a country to come and apologize for a little girl he had never met!
Later, we met again at Shiliting Pavilion outside the capital. He still didn't know how powerful Yan Qingzheng was, but he greeted her respectfully and solemnly.
It's just that at that time, Yan Qingzheng hadn't thought about delaying her cultivation of immortality because of feelings. After all, immortality had a different path. At that time, she only had a slight affection for Rong Che.
"I have never felt that I am superior to others at any time. People can be noble but cannot be arrogant. You and I are the same in this regard."
Under the general environment of this world, Yan Qing originally thought that there would be no man in this life that would make her attracted, but she happened to meet him.
"Perhaps the more I get in touch with you, the more you think I'm awesome, especially since people around you will say so and think so, and their thoughts have affected you. No, it should be said that because you care too much about my thoughts, you are influenced by the opinions of the people around you.
Afraid that I will think so, afraid that I will care about their opinions..." Yan Qing was looking into Rong Che's eyes affectionately, and said word by word: "I only care about you!"
Rong Che blinked his eyes hard, fearing that tears would burst out of his eyes unsatisfactorily. He quickly hugged his wife tightly into his arms, buried his head on her shoulder and neck, and choked with sobs.
"Rong Che, for me, you are willing to practice magic to gain a fortune, and I am honest, and I am also willing to make the world an enemy for you!"
Tears finally fell, and Rong Che's response could only be to hug her tightly.
The two of them were sitting on the top of the peak under the night, with the abyss at their feet, but they were leaning on each other comfortably, saying nothing, as if they didn't think about anything.
But this quiet and beautiful time was soon broken by a cheer.
The two looked towards the direction from which the sound came, and smiled at each other.
"It seems that the sansandan is starting to work."
"Um."
"Rong Che, I still have three mulberry pills here, do you want to try them?" Yan Qingzheng suddenly said hesitantly.
The mulberry pill is a sacred tree in the immortal world, and its effect on immortal roots has been circulated for a long time. However, it is not known whether this mulberry pill has any effect on demon fetuses.
"Yes." Rong Che said without hesitation.
"But..." Without verification, she was not sure whether it would have any side effects on the magic fetus.
"As long as there is a chance for me to get closer to you, I am willing to try!" Rong Che firmly stretched out his hand, "And now that you are by my side, you can always come to your rescue if there is any problem."
Yan Qing was moved by his firmness and bravery, and was convinced, so he nodded, took out the remaining three mulberry pills from the ring and gave them to Rong Che.
"I will protect you."
"Um."
Rong Che was also not polite, and after the two had an in-depth exchange of views, Rong Che would no longer be pretentious.
"Also, Qing'er..." He looked at Yan Qingzheng seriously, "Don't mention the child anymore. The heir does not have to be our flesh and blood. And... I want our child to be born from the fairy world.
!”
Yan Qing was in a daze, the corners of his eyes slowly became sour, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It's a deal."
She knew that Rong Che didn't want her to have any worries or regrets. He wanted her to ascend to the fairy world without any worries.
If he can successfully ascend to the demon world and eventually become a demon king, then the two of them will consider continuing their blood.
On this day, Rong Che quietly entered the cave and tried the effect of the magic fetus's use of mulberry pills alone. Yan Qing was personally protecting the magic.
Seven days later, Huo Jian also walked out of his cave feeling refreshed.
He did not look at his son who was waiting anxiously. Instead, he looked up at the rising sun. The light was not shining enough but was extremely warm in his heart. Isn't this scene the most true portrayal of himself today?
?The rising sun, his journey to become an immortal... has just begun!
"Father..." Mr. Bao came over and asked tremblingly.
Huo Jian slowly withdrew his gaze, looking at his son who was sincerely worried about him, feeling greatly relieved.
"Bao'er, as a father... as a father..." He choked up, thinking of the ups and downs he had experienced over the years, it felt like a lifetime ago.
"Father, could it be that..." Mr. Bao saw that his father's actions did not seem to be successful. His heart slowly sank, but he forced a smile and said, "It's okay, dad, we still have time..."
"Bao'er, my father... my father's immortal roots have been restored, and now... now... I can take a step forward as a father!" Huo Jian was so excited after all that he choked several times before he could speak clearly.
"What?"
Mr. Bao's eyes slowly widened and he was in shock, but Jin Mang, Elder Chi and others had already rushed over with flying swords.
In contrast, the situation in the cave that Yan Qing was guarding was much more serious.
The mulberry pill does have a repairing and blessing effect on the immortal roots, but on the demon fetus... the effect is not satisfactory.
After taking one mulberry pill, Rong Che felt that at least 70% of the medicine's power was wasted!
He walked out and told Yan Qingzheng the result.
"No matter what, it would be good to improve the level of some magic fetuses for you." Although it was only a drop in the bucket, Yan Qingzheng was relieved, at least there were no side effects.
Rong Che looked hesitantly at the two remaining mulberry pills in his hand, and said, "Otherwise, it's better to leave them to Guiyimen. I'll use them...it's too wasteful."
Yan Qingzheng shook his head and said, "As long as it can help you a little, it's not a waste."
"But……"
"You idiot! What a waste of natural resources!" The devil-killer's grimace suddenly appeared, followed by a curse.
Rong Che was stunned by the scolding, and then he narrowed his eyes and made a cold face.
"What are you looking at, a bunch of ignorant country bumpkins!" The Demon Slaughter Lord was surprisingly arrogant this time, and then cursed: "I'm still here, and you didn't even ask me about the demon fetus, but you just knew how to mess around!"
He was scolding Yan Qingzheng for the latter sentence, but Yan Qingzheng was not angry. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why, the Demon Lord knows how to use this mulberry pill to improve the level of the Demon Fetus?"
"Nonsense!" The grimace almost hit Yan Qing's face.
"Then please ask the Demon Lord for advice!"
Yan Qing was deciding that being able to bend and stretch would be beneficial to Rong Che's cultivation, so she quickly asked.
"The mulberry fruit made into mulberry pill can indeed repair the fairy roots, but it has little effect on the demon fetus. That's because the materials used to refine the mulberry pill are good for the fairy roots."
"Red Carp helped to refine this mulberry pill. She... doesn't know how to refine the mulberry pill to improve the level of the demon fetus."