Luo Heng held her daughter in her arms and led Ling Qingzhu into Qingzhu Garden.
Ling Qingzhu's alluring face is completely exposed to the sun, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like autumn water, her skin is as good as snow, and her red lips are slightly parted.
More than two years later, she has a more mature charm than before, and her eyebrows are less cold and more gentle.
Luo Xuan poked his head out of Luo Heng's arms, looked at his mother, and then at his father, his little face was full of joy.
"Dad, mother, Xuan'er is hungry." She said in a milky voice.
Ling Qingzhu smiled slightly and said, "Su Rou Auntie has cooked, let's go eat."
Luo Xuan clapped her little hands and said happily, "Eat! Eat!"
A family of three walked into the house.
Su Rou was standing in front of the table placing dishes and chopsticks. When he saw them coming in, he said with a smile on his face, "Brother Luo Heng, Sister Qingzhu, the food is ready."
Luo Heng looked at her and said with a smile, "Little Su Rou, you have grown a lot taller and become more beautiful."
Su Rou blushed slightly, lowered his head and whispered, "Luo Heng Brother is still so good at talking..."
Luo Xuan was sitting on a chair, holding chopsticks in her little hands, picking up vegetables awkwardly. Luo Heng was sitting next to her, helping her pick up vegetables from time to time. Ling Qingzhu was sitting opposite, watching the interaction between father and daughter, with a smile on his lips.
She had been waiting for this scene for a long time.
After the meal, Luo Xuan felt sleepy. He leaned in Luo Heng's arms, holding his clothes with his little hands, and soon fell asleep.
Luo Heng looked down at his daughter's peaceful sleeping face, feeling an indescribable emotion well up in his heart.
"Qingzhu." He called softly.
"Hmm."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Ling Qingzhu was silent for a moment and said, "I'm afraid you will be distracted."
Luo Heng raised his head, looked at her, and said, "Distracted?"
"You have your own path to walk and your own goals to pursue in the Dao Sect." Ling Qingzhu said softly, with a calm tone, but with a hint of imperceptible tenderness. "I don't want you to make a choice against your will because of Xuan'er. If you come to the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace because of her, it will affect your plan."
Luo Heng looked at her, feeling sour in his heart.
This girl is always like this.
Thinking of everything for him, saying nothing, carrying it all alone.
"Do you know how I felt when I saw you on Hundred Dynasties Mountain?" Luo Heng suddenly asked.
Ling Qingzhu was slightly startled.
Luo Heng continued, "When I saw you, I had a very strange feeling in my heart. I couldn't explain it. I thought it was because you became stronger and your temperament changed, so I felt that way."
He paused, looked into her eyes, and said seriously, "Now I know that it is because you gave birth to my child and my blood continues in you, so I feel that way."
Ling Qingzhu was a little surprised and said, "Have you felt this?"
Luo Heng nodded, stretched out his hand, gently stroked her cheek, and said, "Qingzhu, thank you for your hard work."
Ling Qingzhu shook his head and said, "It's not hard, Xuan'er is very good and never makes trouble."
"I'm talking about you." Luo Heng looked into her eyes and said seriously, "I carried the child alone, gave birth to the child alone, and raised her alone. Thank you for all the hard work."
Ling Qingzhu's eyes were red, but she didn't cry, she just said "hmm" softly.
Luo Heng pulled her into his arms, holding her daughter in one hand and her in the other, and the three of them hugged quietly.
Su Rou stood outside the door, seeing this scene through the crack in the door, her eyes were red, she quietly stepped away, leaving space for them.
She has never seen Sister Qingzhu like this.
That cold-blooded, no-nonsense Young Palace Master is just an ordinary wife and an ordinary mother in front of brother Luo Heng.
Su Rou sighed lightly, an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.
She remembered how big brother Luo Heng took care of her when she was at Ancient Battlefield, how he helped her clear out the strong consciousness in Spirit Seal, how he gave her Nirvana Pill, and how he rubbed her hair.
Su Rou shook his head, threw these thoughts out of his mind, turned around and left.
The green bamboos swayed, their shadows danced, and the breeze blew by, making a rustling sound.
Luo Xuan has fallen asleep in Luo Heng's arms, with a smile on her little face and her little hands holding Luo Heng's clothes tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.
Luo Heng looked down at his daughter's peaceful sleeping face, feeling an unprecedented softness in her heart.
This little guy has not spent a single day with her in the two and a half years since he was born.
"Put her on the bed." Ling Qingzhu said softly.
Luo Heng nodded, carried her daughter into the inner room, and gently placed her on the bed.
Luo Xuan turned over, scratched in the air with his little hands, muttered "Daddy", and then fell asleep again.
Luo Heng stood beside the bed, looking at her daughter, and did not look away for a long time.
Ling Qingzhu walked to him and whispered, "She will sleep until tomorrow morning."
Luo Heng nodded and turned to look at her.
The moonlight poured in through the window lattice and fell on her body, coating her with a silver-white halo.
She is wearing a light green skirt, her green hair is like a waterfall, her skin is as good as snow, and her red lips are slightly parted.
That charming face looked particularly soft and beautiful under the moonlight.
"Qingzhu." Luo Heng called softly.
"Hmm."
"Let's practice tonight."
Ling Qingzhu was startled for a moment, then understood what he meant, his cheeks turned slightly red, and he nodded lightly.
Luo Heng stretched out his hand, took her hand, and the two walked out of the inner room and went to the next room.
The door was closed, blocking out the moonlight.
Ling Qingzhu stood in front of the window, with his back to Luo Heng, his black hair hanging down from his waist, and his curvaceous figure.
Luo Heng walked forward, gently hugged her waist from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Qingzhu."
"Hmm."
"I've been thinking about you every day for the past six months."
Ling Qingzhu didn't speak, just leaned gently into his arms.
Luo Heng's hand gently stroked her waist, and his fingertips touched her delicate skin.
Ling Qingzhu's body trembled slightly, but he did not move away.
Luo Heng lowered his head and kissed her earlobe.
Ling Qingzhu's breathing quickened slightly, and his hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes.
Luo Heng's kiss moved from the earlobe to the neck, and from the neck to the shoulder, gently and softly, as if tasting the most precious treasure in the world.
Ling Qingzhu Close your eyes, feel his temperature and his breath.
Luo Heng's hands gently untied her clothes, and her clothes slipped off, revealing her snow-like skin.
Ling Qingzhu turned around, put his hands on his neck, and took the initiative to kiss his lips.
Luo Heng responded to her kiss, their lips and tongues intertwined, and their breaths intertwined.
Clothes slipped off one by one and scattered on the ground.
The moonlight spilled in through the gaps in the window lattice and fell on the two intertwined figures.
That night, neither of them slept.
Yin and Yang Energies circulates in the two people's bodies, and Supreme Power blends with Two Forms Power, forming a strange loop.
Under the guidance of Luo Heng, Supreme Sensing Technique of Ling Qingzhu has improved a bit more.
Luo Heng's <Two Forms Yin Yang Technique> also broke through the bottleneck and reached the fifth level during the interaction with Ling Qingzhu.
Yin and Yang Energies became more harmonious inside his body, and the prototype of Two Forms Domain began to condense.