On the day of the birth of the goddess, the gods wait anxiously.
As the sound of a baby crying was heard, the gods couldn't help but feel worried. They cared more about whether the Lord God was safe.
With a creaking sound, the palace door slowly opened a crack.
A thin layer of sweat oozed from the midwife's forehead. She looked towards Rong Shuo with a smile on her face and said, "Congratulations to Taichu Tianshen. Mother and child are safe!"
When Rong Shuo heard this, he felt relieved. When he was about to step into the hall, his body swayed and he fainted.
The gods were shocked when they saw this.
"Taichu Heavenly God!"
Yan Chen was the fastest to reach Rong Shuo and checked his pulse. He looked up at the gods and said, "Taichu Tianshen just fainted due to excessive nervousness. He's fine."
After hearing this, the gods finally felt relieved.
Immediately, Yan Chen and Qing Feng helped Rong Shuo up. At this moment, the door of the palace had slowly opened, and the attention of the gods was instantly attracted.
Yun Zheng was leaning against the bed. She didn't look particularly good, but not very bad either. She was holding a baby in her arms.
Nangong Qingqing stood by, carefully wiping the sweat off Yun Zheng's face.
"God Lord!"
"Zheng Zheng!"
"Zheng'er!"
Yun Zheng's gaze lingered on the unconscious Rong Shuo for a moment, and she asked Qingfeng to help Rong Shuo lie down on the unused soft couch in the hall.
Immediately, she let them all in.
Some ran straight towards her, while others looked curiously at the baby in her arms.
"What a small one! He has big eyes and is so cute." Mo Jing stretched out his hand to touch the baby's cheek, but was slapped away by Yu Qiu next to him.
Bang!
Yu Qiu frowned in disgust: "You are so rude, what if you scare him?"
Mo Jing choked and glared at Yu Qiu angrily.
Yun Zheng laughed and handed the baby in her arms to Old Man Yun, "Grandpa."
Old Master Yun's eyes felt sore. He quickly rubbed his clothes with his hands and hugged the baby nervously.
The baby's eyes curved with laughter.
"Good boy, good boy!" Old Master Yun's eyes were filled with tears, but he was smiling at this time. His tone was very gentle, and he even held it up.
"Dad, have you finished holding the baby? It's my turn." Yun Junyue first confirmed that Yun Zheng was not feeling unwell, then turned around and said excitedly to Grandpa Yun.
"Go! Go! Go!"
Old Master Yun kicked him directly to express his attitude, then held the baby for a while and handed the baby to Di Lan.
Yun Junyue could only watch helplessly.
At this time, Lesha asked: "Lord God, are you feeling unwell?"
"Not bad." Yun Zheng smiled. She had a divine body, so her physical fitness was naturally much better.
Mu Yin squatted beside Yun Zheng's bed: "Zheng, what do you want to name your child?"
"I haven't decided yet."
Mo Jing interrupted: "I can provide a name!"
"Lord God, I can also provide it!" Lesha raised his hand.
The gods began to enthusiastically offer the names they wanted, and even argued over the name of the son of the Lord God.
The whole hall was noisy.
Fengyun's friends also came over and wanted to hug the baby.
That was their Cloud Team's child! They hadn't particularly liked children before, but this was Zheng Zheng's child, and seeing such a tiny one, their hearts softened instantly.
She is fair and tender, with big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a beautiful little mouth. Her skin is white and rosy, and she looks very healthy.
Qingfeng even took the crystal stone and secretly recorded the baby's appearance when he was born.
Yun Zheng looked towards the direction of the soft bed from time to time and saw Rong Shuo sleeping with his brows still furrowed, as if he had not yet calmed down.
…
Ever since the birth of the God's Son, the entire God Realm seemed to have ushered in good luck, and everything went particularly smoothly.
A month later, the Son of God had a name.
——Rong Jing.
Rong Jing was loved by the gods.
Wherever he appeared, the gods couldn't help but want to tease him or even spoil him.
However, if Rong Jing did something wrong, he would be beaten by the Father God, and then he would throw himself into the arms of the Mother Goddess with tears in his eyes, trying to get her to comfort him.
Finally, the Mother Goddess said to him, "Father God has already been very gentle. You must understand Father God. It is very difficult for Father God to restrain himself from being ruthless."
Little Rong Jing believed it to be true, and he respected Father God even more.
But soon he grew up to be three years old and had the ability to distinguish right from wrong.
Rong Jing has become more and more calm, not as reckless as he was before the age of three, but his childhood is definitely wonderful.
The Mother Goddess and the Father Goddess often took him back to his great-grandfather's home.
He often sat on his great-grandfather's lap and listened to his great-grandfather telling him many wonderful stories and experiences.
My great-grandfather was very gentle.
In Rong Jing's memory, the gray-haired old man often wore a kind smile on his face, sometimes laughing so hard that his eyes almost disappeared. His rough, calloused hands often stroked the top of his head, whispering softly, "Jing'er, grow up slowly and spend more time with an old man like me."
Rong Jing nodded obediently: "Yes!"
Naturally, Feng Yun and the others were always present during Rong Jing's childhood. When teaching him about cultivation and his duties, they would become very strict and would beat him up at any time.
Rong Jing cried when he was beaten for the first time.
Mo Jing said to him, "Your mother goddess used to beat us even harder. Under her guidance, we have become the indomitable gods we are today. Jing'er, do you want to become a god as powerful as us?"
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