"Sir, mother and son are safe."
The crying and wailing in the house lasted for more than half an hour and finally stopped.
Yang Linming knew that there would be no problems when Yin Wenjiao gave birth, but he still couldn't help but sweat a little.
This time it has nothing to do with interests.
Although he usually behaves very calmly and indifferently, this child is his son after all, including Yin Wenjiao...
Thinking of Yin Wenjiao, Yang Lin sighed secretly.
This is actually a poor woman. However, being chosen as the reincarnation mother of Jin Chanzi is really a miserable life.
Hearing Po Wen's cries of relief and joy, Yang Lin smiled and walked into the room. At a glance, he saw Yin Wenjiao, whose hair was sticky with sweat. She was leaning weakly on the head of the bed, her face pale and without any blood.
He said softly: "It's okay, please come and bring me the medicinal soup prepared in advance. Come and see my precious son."
"grown ups……"
Yin Wenjiao's complexion changed slightly and she shouted quickly.
"What's the matter? I'm afraid that I will see that my child is ugly. It's okay. It's not like I've never seen newborn babies before. They are wrinkled and look like an old man. When they grow up, they will look very ugly. nice……"
Yang Lin chuckled.
Carefully took the child from Granny Wen.
The child is really small, his face is bright red, his eyes are just open and he cries when he opens his mouth.
His voice was quite loud, and he seemed to be in good health.
However, unlike what was expected, there were not many wrinkles on the face, and there were no forehead wrinkles.
Perhaps it was because he had received enough nutrients in his mother's womb that his face was smooth, his mouth and nose were straight, and he looked familiar.
'Huh……'
'Those guys are so unbecoming of a human being that they actually put their hands and feet on children.
Sure enough, there was no change from what the Heavenly Eye saw. Although he was just born, he already had some mold of Chen Guangrui, the number one scholar, at least 60 to 70% like him. '
This has not yet grown, and the child's face shape is very different, but it is already very similar.
If I were really Li Wuding, I would be extremely jealous right now.
She must have been thinking that during the six months since she went to the Western Frontier, Yin Wenjiao didn't know whether she was adhering to women's principles or not.
Maybe they didn’t meet Chen Guangrui just after throwing the hydrangea on their wedding day. Maybe they had known each other for a long time and had done something unsavory...
Then, you will think that this child is not your own.
But a dead bastard.
I have to find a way to get rid of it before I am willing...
'This is the number of kills after birth, eighty-one is the second most difficult. It turns out it should be here. '
Yang Lin turned his head to look at Yin Wenjiao and saw that although the woman still had a forced smile on her face, there was deep fear hidden deep in her eyes.
Apparently, she also discovered this problem.
Even, began to doubt life.
At this time, the newborn little Tang Seng seemed to feel a little uncomfortable. He danced hard with his little hands and feet, grabbed Yang Lin's face, and kicked him. Moreover, the faucet was turned on and Yang Lin peed on his hand.
Yang Lin was slightly startled and laughed.
"Okay, the little guy is so brave. He dares to beat your father at such a young age. He is also very strong. When he grows up, he will definitely be a versatile man in both civil and military affairs and inherit your father's mantle..."
He smiled and flicked his fingers slightly.
A bit of mysterious light, where no one could see it, rolled up a drop of blood spilled on the ground. With a shake, it turned into blood mist, outlining the image of a baby.
As soon as the mind moves, the essence clone turns into a tiny bit of light as small as dust and is thrown into the image.
The image shrank in the blink of an eye, blended into the little guy's palm, and turned into a cinnabar blood mole.
'Yes, I will use the blood of the same origin as my avatar to directly transform into your body and grow together with you.
I really look forward to seeing whether the grown-up Tang Seng, accompanied by the Jingyuan clone, will still be the same as before. '
'Monk Faming of Jinshan Temple, although he is known as a saint in the world, is only at the same level as me. He doesn't have that ability yet, so he discovered what I had done secretly.
After all, no matter how you look at it, the aura of this blood mole and the aura of the little guy are of the same origin and originate from the same body. '
'Perhaps a great Buddhist master could come closer and take a closer look, and with suspicion, he would be able to see something wrong if he carefully inspected it. But obviously, when Tang Seng was a child, no powerful person would personally come down to earth to do a test. '
This is the true meaning of seeking wealth in danger.
Seeing the little Tang Monk slip away from him, Yang Lin asked himself that he was reluctant to part with the boundless luck during his journey to the west.
Regarding the huge resources related to his own enlightenment, he believes that no matter how much he does, it is worth it.
Anyway, I didn't want to hurt anyone, I just wanted to bring some luck to the side. Wherever I go, it can't be too targeted.
Even if he is discovered, the problem is not that big, just lose the pawn and save the car.
It's just a clone, if you lose it, you lose it.
It's not a bad idea to cut off contact and practice another one later.
However, if it can have an impact on the growth of little Tang Seng.
Moreover, if you gain luck on the westward journey and the avatar and the deity become one, you can gain great benefits.
You only need to pay a little bit, and you can get great rewards. Although you have to take some risks, in general, it is still a good deal.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin laughed even more cheerfully, and everyone in the bedroom started laughing.
Full of joyful atmosphere.
Even Yin Wenjiao, who was worried, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought to myself that maybe this young prince didn't quite remember what the champion Chen Guangrui looked like, and even if he did, he didn't have a deep impression.
He just killed it and didn't take it seriously.
Seeing the child at this time, there was no reaction.
However, it may be that they are pretending to be happy, but in fact there is a murderous intention deep inside.
It's just that he doesn't want to show it in front of others, for fear that others will see into his mind.
After today, or after a period of time, we still don’t know what kind of methods we will use.
Women are always like this. Not only are they suspicious, they will also think about things in their minds, and they will think of things when nothing happens.
What's more, no matter how she looked at the situation in front of her, something was wrong.
Without him, Yang Lin's expression was too bland.
Although his expression was cheerful, he was not excited at all.
Not at all like a man who is a new father.
Thinking of this, she hurriedly said: "Husband, please give me the child to hold. These days have been a tough time for a mother. I want to see it."
"Grandma Li, prepare warm water and wash the child. Get dressed early. It's windy today. Don't let the child catch a cold."
Yin Wenjiao took the child and looked a little crazy. Then she smiled and ordered the mature and prudent woman in the room.
After all, she was from a wealthy family. Now she could catch her breath and arranged everything in an orderly manner without Yang Lin's intervention at all.
