In fact, I feel very guilty towards you, and I blame myself for not giving you the throne earlier.

Sheng Xiyan seemed to know what he was thinking, hugged his neck, and leaned close to his ear.

"Xuan Lang, you don't have to blame yourself. In fact, from the moment I entered the palace, I never thought about becoming the queen. Later, I was unwilling to do so. Now that I have finally achieved my wish, I am very happy. I can finally be with you in heaven and on earth, forever."

Xuan Ling said softly: "With you, I will not be lonely. With me, you will not be lonely."

Sheng Xiyan picked a crabapple flower and asked infatuatedly, "Xuanlang, do you think that after we die in this life, we will return to the Ninth Heaven? Or will we continue to reincarnate as mortals? I'm so afraid of being separated from you in the next life."

This question troubled Xuan Ling as well, so he consoled her, "When we were in the Ninth Heaven, Yue Lao's marriage rope was tied to our hands. So, I think we should be husband and wife in every life."

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that? Now I feel relieved!"

"Yanyan, are you thinking about Qi Yan now?"

Sheng Xiyan responded with a guilty conscience, "I do feel sorry for Ah Yan. If it hadn't been for some unforeseen circumstances when I descended to the mortal world, and he had been entangled with the marriage rope, I wouldn't have delayed him."

Xuan Ling consoled him, "Perhaps Qi Yan has scored a second goal at the border."

"That would be perfect, Xuanlang, let's go back and see the child first, and then... okay?"

"As you say."

The night was deep, and the candlelight flickered in the west warm room. Three golden nanmu cribs were quietly arranged. Under the brocade embroidered quilts, three delicate and beautiful babies were sleeping soundly.

The wet nurses leaned on the soft couch and watched over the baby. Their eyelids gradually became heavy and they dozed off little by little.

Suddenly, a wisp of black and red mist floated in from outside the window, winding its way and silently entering the hall.

"Oh……"

A low, cold laugh filled the air, and the three wet nurses' bodies softened and they fell into a deep sleep.

The mist gradually condensed and turned into a tall and slender figure - a wisp of spiritual consciousness from the Demon Lord Qingtian, which arrived quietly!

He was wearing a black robe that dragged on the ground, his long hair was as black as ink, he was extremely handsome, his pair of red devilish eyes glowed with an eerie light in the dark night, and he had an evil smile on the corner of his lips as he slowly walked towards the crib.

"Are these my three little grandchildren?"

He leaned over and gently used his fingertips to push aside the brocade quilt embroidered with auspicious clouds, revealing three sleeping little faces.

Yu Yan slept soundly, his little fists clenched tightly; Le Zhao had a faint dimple on his rosy cheeks; Yu Chen frowned slightly, as if he had sensed some uneasiness.

"Oh, so juicy, so cute..."

Qingtian laughed softly, his fingertips gently brushing across the foreheads of the three children, his voice low and dangerous—

"You are Yanyan, you are Zhaozhao, you are Chenchen? Grandfather knows everything..."

Xuan Ling is the reincarnation of Emperor Xuan Xi, and Sheng Xiyan is the fusion of an immortal and a demon, so their three children all have the blood of gods.

"Let Grandfather see... which of you is the good kid who can help me break the seal?"

Black and red devilish energy swirled around his fingertips, and he first reached out to Yu Yan—

"Um?"

As soon as the evil spirit touched the baby's eyebrows, it was gently bounced away by a gentle spiritual power.

"Unfortunately, it's just an ordinary divine bloodline..."

To break his seal, one must have a stronger spiritual power.

He shook his head and turned to Le Zhao again.

This time, as soon as the evil spirit seeped in, Le Zhao's little face wrinkled, and he seemed a little uncomfortable.

Qingtian narrowed his eyes, sensing carefully, and then snorted coldly -

“Not really.”

His expression gradually became impatient, and his gaze finally fixed on Yu Chen.

"Then this... must be it!"

The black and red evil spirit coiled up and headed straight for Yu Chen’s eyebrows!

However, just as the evil spirit was about to invade—

"boom!"

A blinding golden light suddenly burst out, splitting the black and red evil spirit like a sharp sword and fiercely attacking back!

"What?!"

Qingtian was caught off guard, his consciousness was actually pushed back several steps, and his red pupils suddenly shrank!