In the spring of the second year of Yuanfeng.
Chang'an Street is bustling with people, red lanterns are hung along the street, and pedestrians are all smiling.
The man who had just arrived here, holding his wife and children, was lost in thought as he looked at all this. He grabbed the person next to him and asked, "Why are you all smiling so happily? What happy event is there?"
The hawker laughed and looked at the three people who were tired of life: "Is this your first time here?"
The man nodded, and the vendor laughed: "No wonder! News came from the palace two days ago that His Majesty diagnosed a happy pulse, and we are going to have a little prince!"
The hawker looked him up and down: "This guest has a good appearance. Can you tell me his name?"
The man shook his head and left with his wife and children: "A nameless person is not worth mentioning."
Away from this street, it was still lively, with people's homes and government offices celebrating happily.
However, in just two years, the entire capital city has taken on a completely new look, and the people are prosperous and full of expectations for the future. The Queen's wrists are clearly visible.
The wife couldn't help but squeezed the man's sleeve: "Husband."
The man stopped: "What's wrong?"
The wife bit her lower lip and frowned in confusion: "Your Majesty...will you kill me and the child?"
The eleven-year-old boy stared at his father with wide eyes and fear. Will Your Majesty kill him and his mother? After all, they...
The man shook his head, with a reassuring smile on his resolute face: "Don't worry, Your Majesty is not an unreasonable person, and he will not attack us just because of your status. You have not done anything bad!"
The wife's tense face relaxed and she took her husband's arm: "Okay, I believe in my husband."
The man smiled, touched his son's head, led his wife and children and followed everyone's instructions to the six doors, took out the token of identity from his arms and stepped forward.
The two guards at the door had seen them a long time ago and immediately smiled and said, "Which faction are you from?"
When they first established their six doors, many people from all over the world came to visit them every day, so they were very skilled at this.
The man handed over the token: "Lu Chong, a disciple of the Taichu Sect!"
The guard was surprised: "It turns out he is the junior brother of Lord Chief Assistant! I'm disrespectful! Please come in quickly."
Lu Chong smiled at his wife and led them inside.
Xihe only found out the news at night.
Fang Qinglin hugged her carefully, for fear of touching her belly: "You are pregnant and have inconveniences. I will just go and see them tomorrow."
Although he is his own junior brother, there is no need for His Majesty to receive him in person.
Xihe was very curious about the legendary male protagonist: "Let them enter the palace, I want to see their son."
Fang Qinglin was helpless: "Okay, but you are not allowed to work too hard. If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me."
Xihe rolled his eyes at him: "How can I be so delicate? I am also a master-level expert after all. Jumping up and down is no problem, okay?"
Fang Qinglin's face darkened for a moment: "No! What if you get injured? Let's wait until three months have passed." He carefully touched her flat belly, which contained his flesh and blood, and his heart suddenly softened.
"Yue is still young, can you be patient and bear with me? I will never restrain you in the future."
He was pleading in a low voice. What could Xihe say? He lazily leaned into his arms and raised his chin: "I want to eat grapes."
Fang Qinglin twisted a grape for her. The pulp was crystal clear and sweet and sour in the mouth.
In fact, Xihe knew that he was very nervous about the child. After all, they had been married for many years and had no children.
This man always loved her and relied on her in everything. He would accompany her in whatever she wanted to do and never stop her. He would not say a word to her about not having children. When others asked, they would just let it go.
Xihe pressed her cheek against the side of his neck: "Fang Qinglin, have you been waiting for this child for a long time?"
Fang Qinglin was startled, then noticed her emotions, gently held her face, and said seriously: "It's been a long time. But actually, it doesn't matter if you don't, I just want you."
Xihe blinked his eyes, his clean and clear face reflected in his pupils.
He said: "Madam, I want you most."
Xihe Aojiao: "Then you can't live without me?"
Fang Qinglin smiled: "Of course, I can't live without my wife without anyone. I will go wherever my wife goes."
Xihe threw herself into his arms, smiling so hard that she said, "Fang Qinglin, you are so kind."
Fang Qinglin smiled innocently: "I'm so good, so will you listen to me?"
Xihe: "Listen!"
Fang Qinglin clenched his fists and coughed: "The imperial doctor said you can't have sex for the first three months, so you have to hold it back."
Xihe:? ? !
She pushed him away with a blushing face and became angry: "If it doesn't work, it won't work. Who cares about you? Go away!" She got into the quilt and saw that this guy was so disgusting.
Fang Qinglin smiled sullenly and came closer: "Come out quickly, don't get bored."
Xihe shook his head vigorously, but she ignored him. He was so angry!
The next day, Xihe treated the palace honestly, and even the memorial was approved by Fang Qinglin and several ministers.
The new dynasty was established, Xihe established a cabinet, and Fang Qinglin was now the chief minister of the cabinet. At first, the ministers were worried, and even sent memorials privately, telling her to be careful not to be seized of power, especially by some people in the world.
After all, men are always in charge in this world, and Fang Qinglin is very capable and is also the husband of the emperor.
If you want to seize power, being her pillow person is simply too easy.
But these speculations have no impact here in Xihe. She knows better than anyone else that he will never betray her!
In the afternoon, after her lunch break, Fang Qinglin led Lu Chong, his wife, and son over. As expected, Xie Hongling was the biological mother of the male protagonist. She was born with white skin, beauty, and enchanting looks, and she was a proper demon sect witch.
The male protagonist is now eleven years old and looks like a young boy. He is upright at a young age.
The three of them paid their respects: "Meet Her Majesty the Queen!"
Xihe raised his hand: "Get up."
Xihe called the young male protagonist in front of him: "Is your name Lu Qinghan?"
Lu Qinghan nodded: "Your Majesty, yes."
Xihe smiled: "Have you met your Grand Master? He is now in the Taichu Sect. He will definitely be happy to see you."
Lu Qinghan finally smiled: "When I leave the capital, dad will take me to the Taichu Sect!"
Xihe touched the child's head and asked someone to take him down. Then he looked at Lu Chong and his wife.
Lu Chong was a little nervous and held Xie Hongling's hand tightly: "Your Majesty, this is my wife, Xie Hongling. The daughter of Gu Hongzi, the former head of the Demon Cult."
Upon hearing this introduction, Xie Hongling's face turned pale and her whole body tensed up.
Xihe held his chin: "You should understand what happened, right? Your father killed my master's family, and then my master killed your parents and younger brother. I also destroyed the Demon Cult."
Xie Hongling's eyes were red and tears were flowing out. His whole body was shaking and he was gritting his teeth.
Xihe held his chin up, with a relaxed posture: "You gave birth to Lu Chong's child. Logically speaking, you are now a member of the Taichu sect. Lu Qinghan can also call me aunt, but I don't know if my master will come back. Looking for revenge on you."
Xie Hongling couldn't bear it any longer: "Master Jing'an and I will fight until death!"
Lu Chong was anxious: "Hong Ling!"
Xihe stroked his palm: "Okay!"
She smiled and leaned back on the chair: "That's good if you can think like this! Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. When you meet my master one day, you will settle your grudges and live and die at your own risk!"
Xie Hongling's eyes were already blood red, and his chest was rising and falling: "You are as confident as you are in life and death!"
Lu Chong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
(End of chapter)
