This special sense of tacit agreement between Ye Lingyue and Di Xin has become more and more obvious since the ancient Jiuzhou continent.

Especially after the two separated and reunited again, this feeling deepened a lot, just like an old wife and old wife.

Sometimes, Ye Lingyue doesn't even need to speak, and Di Xin can appreciate it, as does Di Xin.

This feeling has not happened to Feng Xin or Wu Zhong earlier.

But sometimes, Ye Lingyue will feel that this feeling is a bit familiar, as if I don't know when to start, there is a person who has been so acquainted with her.

Who is it?

Ye Lingyue wrinkled and frowned, thinking that his head hurt, but he couldn't remember it, but there was a tall figure faintly in his mind. He couldn't think about it, but he still lingered.

A slightly rough hand touched her eyebrow and kneaded it gently.

At first glance, Emperor Xin smiled and smoothed her knotted eyebrows.

"Daughter, don't think about it, I have everything."

"I'll go to the Vajra Array with you, and I want to see how powerful the Vajra Array made from the Puppet Book is."

Ye Lingyue felt the warmth of her eyebrows, and the shadow in her mind became more and more faint.

The snow-covered northern realm, the temple's royal study.

Xi Jiuye's eyebrows were tightly locked, and a large number of musical notes were stacked in front of his desk case.

This year, the Northern Territory is particularly cold. In the Divine Realm, a lot of crops are covered by ice and snow. The gods in the territory have a difficult life. On the border, some wild beasts raged and attacked the village. The injury, but the result was rejected by the people of Fu Tu Tian.

Fortunately, a life-saving victory over the creation of a seven-level float, Bu Fu Tian, ​​known as the gathering place of God Realm Doctor, refused his request at this time. The reason for this, how could Xi Jiuye not know.

Ye Lingguang ... The third son of Yunsheng Bahuang, the god of medicine, and Ye Beiming, the only son of Yunsheng's sons, who inherited Yunsheng's medicine, the twin brother of Ye Lingyue, Fu Tu Tian now Controller.

The Eight Wastelands finally couldn't help it, and wanted to revenge.

"Huh, a little Futu Tian, ​​really thought that without his help, I would be helpless in the north."

Xi Jiuye dropped the hand in hand and paced in the Imperial Study.

"Brother Nine Nights."

Lan Chuchu, accompanied by a waitress, walked in. Her belly was more than four months old, and her waist was slightly bloated.

She wore a cloak made of a luxurious polar snow bear, and Mei Yu portrayed it very delicately.

Lan Chuchu, the mother with her son and son, has been in a good mood since she took the pill given by Xi Jiuye, even with a complexion.

"Lan'er, why are you here?"

Xi Jiuye met Lan Chuchu, and strongly suppressed his displeasure.

"I saw the plum blossoms in the plum garden in the temple are blooming just right, and I want you to accompany me to see them."

Lan Chuchu has not seen Xi Jiuye for several days. Since Xi Jiuye came back from Tiangang Temple, he seems to have something wrong, but when he thought of Shen Lingyue's blood, he was already in his belly. , Lan Chuchu did not think much.

Plum appreciation?

At this time, where is his mood.

Xi Jiuye was unhappy, Lan Chuchu did everything well, and took good care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation, but he did not know how to judge the situation.

The victims in the north are living in the depths of the water. At this time, he does not need this kind of vassal plum appreciation, he needs someone to advise him.

If it were before, when Ye Lingyue was still ...

Xi Jiuye's heart was tight, and he remembered that he had just been ruled by the North Realm many years ago.

At that time, the environment of the North was a hundred times worse than it is at present. There was a man wrapped in thin clothes, his lips were blue and cold, and his head was against his head, discussing how to make the gods of the North , Through the cold winter.

At that time, he was not a deity, and he didn't even have a decent big fur. He could only hold her in his arms and use his own divine power to warm her hands and feet.

At that time, he did not know that she was a woman, and even complained about how she was so thin and so small, as a "boy", like a girl.

He even remembered holding her, thinking, how could anyone be so fragrant.

He still remembered that at that time he only had one look, no need to say anything, that smart person who gave birth to an exquisite heart would understand what he meant.

Years passed, and after the man had gone, he never warmed anyone's hands and feet in the winter.

"Brother Jiuye, did you hear me? Hey, brother Jiuye, why are your hands so cold."

At this time, a warm catkin grabbed Xi Jiuye's hand and interrupted Xi Jiuye's memories.

Lan Chuchu's hands were warm, but there was nothing he could do to warm Xi Jiuye's hands. There was a sudden bitterness in his heart, and another inexplicable irritability.

"Lan'er, I have been busy with government affairs for a few days. If it's okay, don't come to me. If you want to enjoy plums, let your people go with you."

After all, he waved his hand and ordered Lan Chuchu to retreat.

"Brother Jiuye, you will regret it."

Lan Chuchu stomped with tears in his tears, so that he tempted to take the door away.

Although she is the illegitimate daughter of Divine Emperor, she has been respected and esteemed since childhood, and Xi Jiuye is her beloved one. Why did he ever talk to her like this?

Seeing Lan Chuchu ran out in a small step, Xi Jiuye opened his mouth, but as soon as he saw the chapter in the table case, he froze his face, and finally did not catch up.

Lan Chuchu ran a few steps, and thought that Xi Jiuye would catch up, but how could he know that Xi Jiuye never saw Xi Jiuye, and he ran a few steps with strength.

The maid behind exclaimed.

"Ma'am, be careful of your body."

Where Lan Chuchu was willing to listen, she did not look back, and ignored the call of the maid, ran to Meiyuan all the way.

The weather in the north is very cold, which is especially suitable for the growth of plum blossoms. The plum blossoms of the plum garden are just right. The red plum petals fall to the ground and look like a little blood.

After walking a few steps, some ice accumulated on the ground, and it slipped very well. In addition, Lan Chuchu wore a heavy Xiong Qiu, stepped on the clothes swing, and slipped under the foot and fell heavily on the ground.

When this fell, Lan Chuchu felt a cramp in his abdomen and a sticky enthusiasm in his lower body.

"My child, come quickly, come and find someone to save my child."

Lan Chuchu remembered many years ago, because of the terrible power that erupted before Ye Lingyue's death, he didn't move the fetal gas, the time of miscarriage.

I knew in my heart that I must have accidentally moved my qi.

Could it be that this time, she lost her child again.