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Chapter 1257 Ling Yue's younger brother

This special tacit understanding between Ye Lingyue and Di Xin has become increasingly obvious since they came to the ancient Jiuzhou Continent.

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

Sometimes, Ye Lingyue doesn't even need to speak, Di Xin can understand it, and the same is true for Di Xin.

This feeling had never happened to either Feng Xin or Wu Zhong before.

But sometimes, Ye Lingyue feels that this feeling is a bit familiar, as if she didn't know when there was someone who had such a tacit understanding with her.

Who is it?

Ye Lingyue frowned, her head hurt thinking about it, but she couldn't remember it. There was just a tall figure in her mind. She couldn't think of it, but she still couldn't get it out of her mind.

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

Taking a closer look, it was Di Xin who was smiling and smoothing her knotted eyebrows.

"Washing woman, don't think about it anymore, I'm there for you in everything."

"I will go with you to break into the Diamond Formation. I also want to see how powerful the Diamond Formation refined with the Book of Puppet is."

Ye Lingyue felt the warmth between her brows, and the shadow in her mind became lighter and lighter.

In the snow-covered northern realm, in the royal study of the temple.

Xi Jiuye frowned, and there were a large number of memorials piled up in front of his desk.

This year, the northern realm is particularly cold. In the divine realm, a large number of crops are covered with ice and snow. The lives of the divine people in the realm are difficult. On the border, some wild beasts are rampant and attack the villages. Like the God Emperor, he asked a few doctors to come and treat him.

Sadly, he was rejected by the people from Fututian.

Saving a person's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The pagoda, known as the gathering place of miraculous doctors in the divine world, rejected his request at this time. How could Xi Jiuye not know the reason why?

Ye Lingguang...the third son of the medical Buddha Yun Sheng, the Eight Desolate Gods Ye Beiming, and the only one among Yun Sheng's descendants who inherited Yun Sheng's medical skills. Ye Lingyue's twin brother, Futu Tianjin

controller.

The Bahuang Realm finally couldn't help it and wanted to take revenge for the past.

"Hmph, a little Fututian really thinks that without his help in the north, I will be helpless."

Xi Jiuye dropped the memorial in his hand and paced in the imperial study room.

"Brother Jiuye."

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

She wore a luxurious cloak made of polar snow bears, and her eyebrows were delicately painted.

Lan Chuchu, who has a mother who values ​​her son, has been in a good mood since taking the magical elixir given by Xi Jiuye, and her complexion has become very rosy.

"Lan'er, why are you here?"

Xi Jiuye saw Lan Chuchu and suppressed his displeasure.

"I saw that 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 hadn't seen Xi Jiuye for a few days. Xi Jiuye seemed a little strange since he came back from Tiangang Palace, but when he thought of the magical elixir refined from Ye Lingyue's flesh and blood, he already had it in his belly.

, Lan Chuchu didn’t think much about it.

Appreciating plum blossoms?

How could he be in such a mood at this time?

Xi Jiuye was unhappy at the bottom of his heart. Lan Chuchu was good at everything and took good care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation, but she didn't know how to assess the situation.

The victims in the northern border are living in dire straits. At this time, what they need is not this arty plum appreciation. He needs someone to make suggestions for him.

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

Xi Jiuye's heart tightened, remembering that many years ago, he had just obtained the right to rule the Northern Territory.

At that time, the environment in the Northern Territory was a hundred times worse than it is now. There was a man, wrapped in thin clothes, with his lips turning blue from the cold, head to head with him, discussing how to let the gods and people in the Northern Territory

, spend the cold winter days.

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

At that time, he didn't know that she was a woman, and he even complained about how she was so thin and small. As a "man", he looked like a girl.

He even remembered holding her and thinking, how could someone smell so good?

He still remembered that at that time, with just a look and no need to say anything, that smart man with a delicate heart would understand what he meant.

How many years have passed, and after that man passed away, he never warmed anyone's hands or feet in winter again.

"Brother Jiuye, did you hear what I said? Hey, brother Jiuye, why are your hands so cold?"

At this time, a warm catkin grabbed Xi Jiuye's hand, interrupting Xi Jiuye's memory.

Lan Chuchu's hand was very warm, but she couldn't warm Xi Jiuye's hand. There was a sudden bitterness and inexplicable irritability in his heart.

"Lan'er, I'm busy with government affairs these days. If you have nothing to do, don't come to me. If you want to appreciate the plum blossoms, just ask my subordinates to accompany you."

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

"Brother Jiuye, you will regret it."

With tears in her eyes, Lan Chuchu stamped her feet and ran out of the door angrily.

Although she is the illegitimate daughter of the God Emperor, she has been pampered since she was a child, and Xi Jiuye is her beloved. How could he ever talk to her like this?

Seeing Lan Chuchu running out in small steps, Xi Jiuye opened his mouth, but when he saw the memorial on the desk, his face became cold and he did not chase after her in the end.

Lan Chuchu ran for a few steps, thinking that Xi Jiuye would catch up, but she kept walking and walking, but Xi Jiuye was nowhere to be seen. In a fit of anger, she ran a few steps with all her strength.

The maid behind her exclaimed.

"My dear, be careful of your body."

Lan Chuchu was not willing to listen, but she ran all the way to the Plum Garden without looking back or ignoring the maid's call.

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

After walking a few steps, there was some ice accumulated on the ground, making it very slippery. In addition, Lan Chuchu was wearing a thick bear fur coat, and her foot stepped on the hem of her clothes. Her foot slipped and she fell heavily to the ground.

As soon as she fell down, Lan Chuchu felt a cramp in her abdomen and a sticky heat in her lower body.

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

Lan Chuchu remembered the time many years ago when she had a miscarriage due to the terrible power that Ye Lingyue erupted before she died.

I knew in my heart that I must have accidentally induced fetal congestion.

Could it be that this time, she was going to lose her child again?
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