Chapter 339: Even the Pavilion Master Can’t Escape the Induction
"Of course, if you go with Ayan's mother to the place under her jurisdiction, you can grow up with Ayan." Yun Qingqing said.
Xiao Yuer immediately became happy and was no longer afraid of the ghost aura on Li Feier. She floated in front of her and said in a baby voice:
"Great auntie, Xiaoyuer also wants to grow up, can you take Xiaoyuer with you?"
"Mother, can you please take Xiao Yu'er with you?" Xiao Yiyan was reluctant to leave his playmate, so he immediately joined in.
Li Fei'er's heart melted when she saw the two chubby little balls. How could she refuse to have another cute baby girl?
She picked up a little baby in one hand and smiled gently:
"Okay, let's go back to Xuncheng together!"
Now that things were settled, Ye Xingyu and Xiao Yiyan finally had a better place to go.
Li Fei'er also wanted to take Ye Xingyu to the Ye Mansion to explain the situation and let Xiaoyuer say goodbye to her family for a while.
Everything was arranged, and Li Fei'er left with the two babies.
Yun Qingqing began to meditate to refine her willpower.
She had discovered that today's wish power was much greater than usual, because Zhuang Qinghong's family, including Zhuang Daxueshi, were originally lucky people, and now the entire Zhuang family's fortune had returned, and it was foreseeable that they would become more prosperous in the next few decades.
In the future, there will be many talented people in the banker's family, and the power of will they provide will far exceed that of ordinary people.
The sources of her power of will are many now, not only the believers of Tianming Pavilion, but also tens of thousands of border troops in the northwest and the eight ghost cities in the underworld.
The power of vows of each individual is not constant, but fluctuates according to changes in beliefs. Overall, the number of believers continues to increase every day, and the power of vows is also growing.
Yun Qingqing understood that this growth would eventually reach a limit, so she had to refine her willpower every day.
Once her willpower is refined into spiritual power, it becomes hers and will never disappear.
After she successfully refined her body, the speed of refining her willpower increased greatly, and it only took one hour to complete.
Yun Qingqing exhaled slowly, and after a brief rest, she immediately focused her attention on the inner scene.
The three plates of Heaven, Earth and Man in Qi Men Dun Jia slowly unfolded. Yun Qingqing did not tell the divination this time, but immersed herself in the inner universe, sensing the general trend of heaven and earth, and concentrating her spiritual consciousness to travel and explore.
She has been doing this every few days lately.
Ever since the first time she asked the Heavenly Gua and suffered backlash, Yun Qingqing knew that she was not facing a simple enemy. No matter who her opponent was, there must be a shocking secret hidden behind him.
With her current level of cultivation, she cannot directly tell the fortune, but all things in the world are causally related and have their own laws of fate. If her luck is right, she may be able to find a clue from it.
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Yun Qingqing resumed her daily life of going between Tianming Pavilion and the palace.
Half a month has passed in a flash, and it is already the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the end of the year is approaching.
Xiao Changheng and his party finally arrived in Yujing and settled down in the Nanyu Honglu Temple, waiting to meet the emperor.
At night.
When Nan Zheng saw the prince dismiss the other servants, his stern face, which had been tense all day, softened a little. He immediately took out paper and pen, ground the ink, and quietly retreated, closing the door.
The winter in Nanyu is still as warm as spring, and the night insects are chirping happily outside the window, but Xiao Changheng has not forgotten what day it is today.
He picked up the pen and wrote the word "my wife" on the paper. After a moment's hesitation, he wrote:
It’s cold, remember to put on more clothes…
His pen tip suddenly paused slightly.
The girl didn't feel cold at all in her single skirt in the snow, so writing these things seemed... Xiao Changheng suddenly curled his lips and shook his head, not intending to change it, and continued to write the rest.
The letter consisted of only a dozen words, but it took him a full quarter of an hour to write.
After signing, he carefully dried it and put it in an envelope, but instead of asking someone to take it away and send it, he took out an exquisite wooden box.
Xiao Changheng took a key to open the lock on the wooden box, opened the lid, and inside was a thick stack of envelopes.
He stared at the pile of letters for a moment with deep eyes, put the newest one in, closed the box and locked it.
On the same day, Imperial Capital.
Yun Qingqing cast three divinations for others that day. The first two were easily solved in Tianming Pavilion, but the last one took some time outside.
After finishing, she saw that it was getting late, so she went straight back to the palace.
Just after entering the gate and taking a few steps, Qiao'er came to greet me hurriedly:
"Miss, you're finally back. Where did you go today? I went to Tianming Pavilion and waited for you for a long time. Later, they said you might not come back, so I had to come back to wait for you..."
Yun Qingqing held her head:
"Calm down and get to the point."
Qiao'er took a breath and said:
"Madam is here to see you. She's been waiting for a long time!"
"My mother is here?" Yun Qingqing immediately walked quickly towards her yard.
Yan Jinghua was waiting in the room. When she saw her come in, she immediately smiled and came over to greet her. She pulled her over and looked her around.
It was not until she saw Yun Qingqing's rosy complexion and full complexion, and her temperament was even more elegant than before, that Yan Jinghua nodded with satisfaction at first, but she felt that something was wrong.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Yun Qingqing could tell at a glance that Yan Jinghua was very lucky. She thought that everything was going well in her life now and there was nothing to worry about.
Then why is she looking at herself like this?
Yan Jinghua came back to her senses and smiled:
"It seems that the Regent is really good to you. I can finally rest assured."
"Qiao'er, go check if the Laba porridge is ready."
"Laba porridge?" Yun Qingqing reacted, "Oh, today is already the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month."
"You kid." Yan Jinghua said with a smile, "I heard from Qiao'er that you were busy running the store all day and never came home. I didn't expect that you even forgot to drink your favorite Laba porridge when you were a child. It's a good thing that mother remembered to make it for you."
Laba porridge was served quickly. Yun Qingqing served a bowl to Yan Jinghua first, and then served herself. She took a bite and found it sweet and soft. She could find the same nostalgic taste in her memory.
Yan Jinghua looked at her drinking porridge with a comfortable expression, and suddenly showed some anticipation and asked:
"You've been married to the Prince Regent for some time now. Have you taken his pulse? Is there any movement in your tummy?"
"Huh? What's that noise..." Yun Qingqing took another sip of porridge before she suddenly realized what her mother was asking.
She almost spit out a mouthful of porridge.
Fortunately, Yun Qingqing had great concentration. She was stunned for only a moment, swallowed the porridge without any expression, and said calmly:
"Not yet. There's no point in rushing this kind of thing. It all depends on fate."
Yan Jinghua narrowed her eyes, looked at her suspiciously for a while, and suddenly reacted.
She felt that although her daughter looked very healthy and was obviously well taken care of, there was still something that made her feel like it was not right.
My daughter is more beautiful now than when she was in Yun Mansion. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also otherworldly and like a fairy.
The question is, how could a newly married young wife be so calm and not shy at all when asked if she is pregnant?
Yan Jinghua's expression changed slightly, and she looked at Yun Qingqing, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
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