Dr. Ren has lived in seclusion for many years and has never entered Beijing, but now he has been summoned by the emperor several times as soon as he enters the palace. Even the Queen Mother summoned her once.

Mo Qingye didn't wait for him, so he hugged Brother Li Xin and treated him personally.

Mu Yuanxiang's little face was full of nervousness, for fear that something would happen to the child. But Ye'er never let others see a doctor, so she could only wait outside the door.

Li Xin ate some milk and regained his strength when he saw it. Seeing Mo Qingye coming, he babbled and didn't know what he was talking about, and occasionally grabbed and grabbed with both hands, as if he wanted to hug. Mo Qingye teased him for a while before he could lull him to sleep.

touched her lower abdomen, now it is only more than three months, and her belly is a little bigger than Mu Yuanxiang's in April. Fang Cai Mu Yuanxiang also stared at her stomach for a long time and didn't come back to her senses.

"Little bun, you have to fight for your mother." Mo Qingye breathed a sigh of relief.

She hadn't used Reiki for almost months, and had been in moderation since she was pregnant. I'm afraid of what will happen to my child. After all, when she was first pregnant, Mo Qingye's aura was almost completely wasted. It is also recently that the recovery has begun. asked the national teacher, and the national teacher only looked at her stomach and pursed her lips, her eyes were inexplicable.

"Others only need to maintain their own spirit when they are pregnant, but you want to nourish the fetus with aura. The fetus can be formed. "After the first three months, the fetal heart has been completed, and Mo Qingye has recovered his spiritual power. Even if there were disasters in some places, Mo Qingye could only sigh at that time.

Although the national teacher said that there was no problem, Mo Qingye had some scruples.

comforted the little buns. Mo Qingye quietly returned to his heart, his eyes closed slightly, and the hair on his forehead was windless. With a bit of drifting.

The hands pinched quickly, and almost only the afterimage could be seen. Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly. The trick is done.

The weather, which was still a little breezy outside, was momentarily stagnant, and then as if attracted by something, I saw the fallen leaves in the capital, all of which were falling in a whirlwind. The direction of the wind turned towards Mo Mansion with a bit of coldness, as if Mo Mansion was attracted by heaven and earth. It only surrounds the Mo Mansion, forming a natural aura barrier. I don't know why. Now the aura is purer than usual.

The faces of the people living around Mo Mansion were full of awe. They knelt down and prayed. Being blown by the breeze makes me feel even more excited by the favor of the gods.

The great master stood silently outside the long pavilion, suppressing the original aura in his body, and the aura seemed to be bewitched and wanted to float over. Not much. The great master's face turned a little pale.

Look at the sky. Slightly distracted. Dressed in white, he looks so peerless and proud. But it's lonely. "You see, she's got ahead of you." The tone seems to be sluggish, and it seems to be emotional. There is also a bit of vague depression.

The face in his mind overlapped with Mo Qingye's cold face countless times. Among them, the face changed several times, but they all brought a little familiarity. Eventually, they all turned into a sigh.

Everything is predestined.

From that year on, he was late.

Bai Zijin came out of the altar, watched the master lose his mind towards the sky again, pursed his lips slightly, and clenched his fist slightly. Master, is the person you were waiting for here?

Jingzhong was a little solemn for a while. As early as a few days ago, the Holy Lord issued a holy decree that the priests would pray for the blessing of the Great Zhou from September 9. He will also come to the place of disaster to sacrifice, which makes Man Dazhou happy for a while.

Every 100 years, there will be a priest, and when he does not appear, he will be the national teacher. Before, people didn't remember. Now, the true priest has finally returned to his place.

The small courtyard where Mo Qingye was located was extremely quiet, and Mu Yuanxiang was just outside the door, but he only felt that his breath was pure all of a sudden, as if one more breath could prolong his life. But when I heard all the noise outside, the turbidity of my body and mind was cleared for a while.

Mo Qingye's eyes were tightly locked on Mu Lixin on the side of the soft couch, and with a trace of coldness in his right hand, he brushed Li Xin's small body one by one, and after a while, he stopped at the dantian. Dantian is the foundation of people. It is the most reflective place.

When he was born, the dantian had a slight golden light, which was moistened by the aura. Now, it's dry. There was even a faint smell of decay.

Mo Qingye was startled, and his heart sank slightly. Immediately, he urged the aura to probe in, only to see that the internal organs around the upper dantian were all gray and black, and now they had spread to the throat along the trachea. It's no wonder that in recent days, Brother Xin has become less and less fond of crying, and sometimes he won't make the slightest sound.

Mo Qingye rested his aura, but he did not appear to be tired and depleted as usual. On the contrary, it is very abundant. The lower abdomen is even warmer.

Mo Qingye closed his red lips tightly, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his eyes.

It's smelling the Champs! Mo Qingye's lips bit white.

Mu Yuanxiang was afraid that she was poisoned not long after Qin Zhihe entered the mansion. At that time, it was the time when she was detoxifying Mu Yuanxiang, and although the aura cleaned up the toxins in Mu Yuanxiang's body again and again, it also made her physique weaker than before. That's when she was at her weakest. It was the time when Prince Teng and left, and that was the time when she was physically and mentally exhausted.

It was at that moment that she was enveloped in aura. Smelling the Champs was originally indulged in the poison in the body for a long time, and it was at that time that the toxins were all forced on the newly conceived fetus.

Mo Qingye groaned for a while, suppressing the killing intent in his heart. Mu Yuanxiang heard that there was no movement in the house, so she pushed the door and walked in. His face was a little better. "Ye'er, how is Brother Xin'er? What's wrong with you, but what's wrong, is it a tire gas? Before Mu Yuanxiang finished speaking, she saw that Ye Er's face was not good-looking. Hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Mo Qingye pulled the corners of his mouth as hard as he could, hiding the anxiety between his eyebrows. "I'm just a little tired, just rest for a while. Brother Xin was wronged when he was born, but now he is just a little weak. Don't worry, Brother Xin is fine. Children who are less than a month old are already in trouble, not poisoned. Mo Qingye looked at her and smiled.

Mu Yuanxiang believed her the most, although she felt that Brother Xin'er's illness was a little terrifying, but she couldn't help but believe it when she saw Ye'er say such an oath. The big stone in my heart fell to the ground. If she is poisoned, even if she dies ten thousand times, it will not be enough to offset the pain suffered by Brother Xin. Mu Yuanxiang's eyes were slightly red. Looking at her sleeping son on the soft collapse, Mu Yuanxiang's heart seemed to be filled.

Mo Qingye smiled and talked to her for a while, making sure to dispel the last doubt in her heart, and then let Brother Xin'er, who was asleep, take her back. I also returned to Mofu through the trail between the two provinces.

As soon as I went out, my face was cold. (To be continued.) )