Bai Ziyun's room was decorated in a simple and elegant style, with a faint scent of sandalwood in the air. Xiao Ning sat cross-legged quietly beside the bed, his eyes closed, and entered a deep state of meditation. Since he separated from Nangong Luoyu's body, the power sealed in him was finally unlocked, and his strength gradually returned to its peak state.
Suddenly, Bai Ziyun quietly and silently lay on his back, stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly. Xiao Ning felt a warm breath coming, slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at Bai Ziyun, and saw that her face was full of grievance and loss.
Bai Ziyun's voice was filled with a hint of resentment: "Ning'er, it's been so long, why can't your teacher get pregnant with our baby?" Tears flashed in her eyes, like a broken heart.
"Ning'er, tell me, is it because I'm old that I can never have my own children again? What should I do?" Bai Ziyun's tears burst out like a dam breaking.
When Bai Ziyun thought of this, she felt helpless and felt that her life had lost its meaning. Her crying became louder and louder, as if she wanted to release all the pain and sorrow.
Xiao Ning quickly turned around, hugged Bai Ziyun tightly, gently stroked her hair, and comforted her softly: "Master, don't let your imagination run wild. You should know that the higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more difficult it is to conceive, but this does not mean that you cannot get pregnant.
Just as Xiao Ning said, the higher the cultivation level of a person, the lower the probability of having offspring. When Chu Qian was pregnant with Xiao Ning, Xiao Ding took great pains to find a lot of nourishing herbs for Chu Qian to eat. The reason why they only had Xiao Ning was not because they didn't want to have another child, but because it was really too difficult!
Bai Ziyun felt a little calmer after hearing what Xiao Ning said, but the worry in her eyes still existed. She raised her head, looked into Xiao Ning's eyes, and asked softly, "Really? But I can't wait, I want a child of our own."
Xiao Ning smiled and nodded, and said gently: "Of course it's true, Master. I have another secret to tell you. In fact, my mother was also like this when she was pregnant with me. I heard that it took her three years to prepare for pregnancy."
Hearing that Chu Qian had been pregnant with Xiao Ning for such a long time, Bai Ziyun's pressure was relieved a lot. She was originally anxious and uneasy because of her failure to get pregnant, but now that she knew it was not her problem, she felt relieved. She shrank into Xiao Ning's arms again and said softly.
"Well, Ning'er, as a man, you have to shoulder your responsibilities and work hard. Your teacher really wants a child, and it would be best if it's a boy!"
Xiao Ning smiled helplessly. To be honest, he hadn't figured out how to be a good father yet. He was a little overwhelmed when he thought about it, but he still gently agreed to Bai Ziyun. Indeed, some things should be put on the agenda.
The next morning, the sun shone through the window into the palace of the Dagan King's capital, making it look particularly bright and warm. Dongfang Qinyin sat at her desk, concentrating on correcting the piles of memorials. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and the brush in her hand left neat lines of handwriting on the paper from time to time.
Suddenly, a familiar and friendly breath came from behind her, which made her heart jump. She immediately put down the pen in her hand, turned around, and looked eagerly for the source of the breath.
Almost instantly, she saw that figure—Xiao Ning was standing there quietly, with a hint of fatigue on his face, but his eyes were full of tenderness and love.
Dongfang Qinyin's eyes suddenly moistened, she quickly came to Xiao Ning's side, raised her hand and slapped him hard on the face. The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the room, and a clear palm print instantly appeared on Xiao Ning's left cheek.
Dongfang Qinyin’s lips trembled, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. She bit her lips, her eyes full of grievance and anger, staring straight at the man in front of her.
"Do you know how worried I am? You're going to die!" Her voice was tearful, and every word was filled with deep worry and resentment.
Xiao Ning endured it all silently, his eyes always on Dongfang Qinyin, without the slightest dissatisfaction or resistance.
Dongfang Qinyin's emotions gradually calmed down. Her tears were still flowing, but her tone had become softer: "You know what? When I learned that something happened to you, I was really afraid of losing you."
After saying this, she stepped forward without hesitation, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Xiao Ning's lips gently. This kiss was full of affection and longing. Xiao Ning hugged her tightly, feeling her warmth and breath. The two people's breathing intertwined, as if time had stopped.
After a long time, Dongfang Qinyin opened her mouth. She gently stroked Xiao Ning's beaten face, her eyes full of heartache.
"Does it still hurt?" she asked softly.
Xiao Ning shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt, I deserve the beating."
Dongfang Qinyin snuggled tightly in his arms, feeling his heartbeat, her heart filled with happiness and satisfaction. Time seemed to freeze, and the two of them were immersed in this warmth. After a long time, Dongfang Qinyin took a deep breath and said slowly:
"You're such a bastard!"
Xiao Ning buried his head deep in Qin Yin's silky hair, greedily sucking the rich scent emanating from her body, and kept muttering "I'm sorry" in his mouth. For a whole day, Xiao Ning stayed by Dongfang Qin Yin's side like a shadow, never leaving.
At night, the soft moonlight shone on the two of them. Dongfang Qinyin leaned gently beside Xiao Ning, her voice gentle but firm: "Isn't it time for you to explain the matter of Nangong Luoyu?" Xiao Ning showed an awkward smile on his face. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth.
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